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Months Later

The warm sun shined on Maggie's face. Her head tilted back her arms at her sides and a smile on her face; the first real smile in a long time. Sure she had other smiles over the past several months, but they were because of her father, sister or Daryl.

Moving from place to place constantly on their feet for the past few months now was killing them all. The winter had been tuff, moving through snow and the below zero temp making it even harder. The only bring side was the snow had slowed down the walkers and even froze some. Scavenging through homes for coats, blankets and boots; pretty much anything that could keep them warm as possible. There had been a few close calls with cold. T-Dog suffered the worse losing a few toes from frost bite making sure that others were warmer. Even Daryl had almost lost some making sure she was warm.

Daryl had become Rick's second, the two had lead the group and provided in ways that Shane would never of been able to. Daryl put everyone before himself and Maggie most of all. Every time he had seen her shiver in her sleep he would give her his blanket or jacket. He spent good amount of his time in the woods hunting any animals not hibernating or hiding out from the dead. He'd sometimes return with a deer if lucky enough to find one, but most of the time he'd come back with a bird or rabbit.

Now with the weather finale becoming warmer and the animals returning to the land of the not so much living it meant Daryl would be gone more. Maggie wouldn't admit it but she was jealous of the woods; jealous of the fact he would be spending more time there then with her. Even though it sounded selfish she couldn't help she felt that way.

"Enjoying yourself?" A voice asked from behind her. Maggie quickly spun around and faced her father with a smile on his face. His face was no longer clean shaved, now a fully white beard covered his face with his hair stuck to his neck with sweat. His arms were crossed over his chest and his chin held high.

"Well I was until you interrupted me," she replied back with a grin. A bigger smile appeared on Hershel's face and he unfolded his arms and took a few steps towards her wrapped him arms around her. He ran his hand through her longer hair and held her close. "We finally don't have to run anymore," she said pulling out of the embrace.

"Let's hope so," he replied back. Both their eyes looked over to the prison. Tall bricks walls and gate fences to shield them from the dead. A new place they may be able to call home.

Hershel gave her shoulder a small pat before walking away over to Laurie and Carol sitting next to a fire that Glenn and T-Dog were building. Her eyes scanned the large opening of grass and a few dead walkers still lying on the ground. Her eyes found Rick and Carl building a fire which she assumed would be for the dead walkers. Out of the corner of her eye she could see a figure moving along the fence. Finally moving from where she stood she begun to walk towards Daryl.

Walking through the grass and not needing to rush or keep her eyes on everything around her gave her this feeling she had not felt in along time. The feeling of peace and that was something she would never forget. Finally approaching Daryl she let her eyes roam over him. He has put muscle on since the farm, his arms were larger and he seemed to be more confident in himself. He however was still underweight like the rest of them, but he looked somehow some what better than when she had first met him.

Stopping next to him her eyes looked over at him and noticed his brow was furrowed like he was in deep concentration. She followed his eyes and found him looking at a walker near where the wall meets the fence. The walker was wearing a prison guards uniform. His right arms was missing and his skin was dangling from his face. The thing though that caught her eye was the fact he kept walking into the corner. Every time he hit wall and was bounced back he kept repeating his actions over and over again. He didn't even give them a glance like the others did.

"How long has it been doing that?" She asked watching the walker walk into the wall again.

"Since before I got here," Daryl said moving his eyes from the walker to her. "Ya doing okay?" He asked her.

Maggie's eyes looked over the bunch of walkers walking along the building then over to Daryl. "For the first time . in a long time I think I am," she replied back.

"Good," his eyes moved back to the walker.

"Why do you think he' doing that? Is there something over there?" She asked trying to see if she could find anything that would cause the walker to act like it was.

"I haven't seen anything. I think the things just extra stupid something like that," He says with the left side of his lip lifting a bit. Maggie raised her eyebrows at him.

"Was that Daryl Dixon's attempt of a joke?" She said smiling again.

"No," he replied back. His brows furrowed again and he begun to walk along the fence again. His bow was wrapped around his shoulder and a knife in his hand. A few walkers followed him grabbing at the wire and snarling and biting at the wire to get to him. He kept moving letting them follow him.

A loud groan came from her side and she turned her head just in time to see a walker jump at the fence next to her. His lanky fingers were wrapped around the wire his teeth biting at the wire. The rotten skin on his nose begun to peel back he pushed it's face into the wire of the fence. A black like ooze begun to drip from it's mouth. A tooth feel from his mouth sticking to the black ooze.

When she moved back a step the walker became more frantic and pushed his body harder against the fence. His groans became louder and his teeth breaking against the fence. His milky white eyes started at her. There was a part of her that felt pity for him but at the same time she knew that he was dead and this wasn't a person anymore. Her eyes lingered on him for a few more seconds before turning her back on him and heading the rest of the group.

...

Daryl ran, knife in hand towards the walker who was about to sink it's teeth into Glenn's shoulder. He felt the knife slice the rotten skin and hit the hard skull before the soft brain tissue. Blood splattered out when he retracted his knife from the now even more dead walker. Glenn looked over his shoulder at Daryl and gave him a quick nod before rushing off towards more of the walkers. Daryl quickly moved to a female walker limping over to him her arms out in front of her and mouth hung open. She looked like something from a old movie the way she carried her dead-self. His knife penetrated her between the eyes and she fell to the ground as quickly as he killed her.

The sounds of yells and shouts from the group behind the fence trying to leer the walkers away from them filled his ears. His eyes moved to them quickly to make sure they were doing fine then back to the walkers around him. Quickly moving left to right he stab one, let it drop then move to the next. He quickly made him way through the walkers until he made it to Rick. They both pushed shut the gate closing in the gate on probably hundred walkers.

More walkers begun to come from the prison. Guards with helmets covering their access to kill them. One made it's way over to him. He could just barley make out the milky white of it's eyes behind the plastic. The walker lunged at him attempting to bite him but failing miserably. Daryl's eyes searched the helmet looking for a way to kill him. His eyes quickly moved to Maggie not far from him with the same problem. Her eyes moved the walker to him and her eyes light up. His brow furrowed watching the smile that formed on her lips. She turned back to the walker and pulled his head back then shoved the knife through it's chin. The walker dropped from her arms and a giant smile formed on her face when she pulled away and looked at him. His lips twitched up into a smile and he turned back to the walker in his arms. Taking his knife he pulled it's head to the ground and shoved his knife through the back of his skull.

The area was now empty all walkers dead. Everyone moved together and scanned the dead. "There's a wall down somewhere. Some them are in normal clothes." T-Dog said, pointing his bloody knife at a girl on the ground in pink floral dress.

"How the hell we going to rebuild this whole place?" Glenn added in. "I mean that's going to be a serious issue."

"We can't risk any blind spots. We'll figure something out but for now we need to move in and clear out a cell block." Rick cut in moving to the open prison door.

Daryl pulled his bow from his shoulder and into his hands. He followed behind T-Dog into the prison. One of the first things he noticed was how grey it was. He looked around the large cold dark room. His eyes scanning for dead and anything threatening. "It's clear," Rick yelled out from the guard booth. He held a set of keys in his hand and looked over at Daryl who nodded his head at him.

Rick walked down the stairs to the locked entrance that led to a group of cells. Readying his bow he followed Rick into the block and begun to scan the small cells. A few dead inmates lied dead in their cells. His eyes roamed the small cell quickly and he felt his face sneer at the cell. Moving along he walked towards the stairs and headed up to the upper group of cells. The noise of a few moans filled his ears as he got to the top. Rick came up behind him and stopped at his side. He looked over and gave him a nod which he returned. Following behind him they moved to the cells searching for the source of the moans.

Two walkers in side by side cells were at the cells bars. Their boney dead hands wrapped around the bars, mouths snapping at the air with moans filling the air around them. With the shot of a arrow Daryl pierced one in the forehead while Rick moved to other stabbing him in the head. Pulling away from the now dead walker Rick turned to Daryl.

"Clear. Now let's go get the others." He said with the first smile he'd seen on Rick's face in awhile.

...

Maggie moved slowly through the cell block. She could feel her body slowly beginning to shut down on her. Her muscles were soar and all her energy was gone and she wanted nothing more than to pass out. Stretching out her neck she moved down the row of cells. Arriving to a mattress lied under the stairs she felt her legs give out and she fell to the mattress crashing into a warm body on the way down.

She saw Daryl's head pop up from the pillow turning to his side to look at her. "What ta fuck?" He squinted at her.

"Goodnight," She mumbled into the mattress. Her eyes falling shut, she felt his body push over giving her some room on the bed.

"Night," She heard him say before falling into a deep sleep.

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