Hello people who are for some reason still reading this story. I think you should know that I really appreciate the fact that your still here reading this! At the end I'm doing a slightly long AN which will give away a spoiler or two for later on in this story. It won't be anything major but will be a spoiler. So if anyone is interested in a small spoiler or two read the AN at the end. Also a IMPORTANT thing is at the end I would like everyone reading this to please read.
I need to point out a thing before you read this chapter. Daryl might be a little OCC in this chapter. This chapter was by far my favorite to write and I got a little carried away. There is a flashback in italics and some strong sexual content.
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Maggie gripped Daryl tighter as he pulled up to what once was a daycare. Her hand tightened on his poncho that he had found one day on a run and for some reason he had to have it. Even though it was ugly as sin and Maggie had begged him to get rid of it, it was slowly starting to grow on her. The bike came to a stop in front of the gate surrounding the daycare. Maggie released her grip from Daryl and moved off the bike swinging her leg around the back. She straightened her shirt and grabbed the knife from her belt.
Maggie looked over to Daryl getting off the bike. He pulled his bow from his back and positioned it in his hands. His eyes moved to her and he looked her up and down. "Ya okay?" He asked her, his eyes settling on hers.
"Yeah, I'm good. I'm starting to feel like this is becoming a thing. You asking if I'm okay." She said smiling at him.
"As long as ya keep answering with your good then I'm fine with it being our thing." He shrugged his shoulders and started walking towards the gate.
"Our thing?" Maggie asked following behind him. "I don't recall me saying our." She said smirking. She saw his shoulders tense and he stopped for a second then kept moving.
She followed Daryl into the daycare her knife tight in her grip. Daryl had his bow ready to shoot if needed. He let out a whistle, and banged the wall with his foot. Her eyes scanned around the room for anything they could use for the baby. She looked at the wall covered in pictures done by toddlers. The pictures were scribbles of different colors along with circles and squiggly lines.
Maggie's thoughts begun to drift to what is she had a child. What kind of life would her child live? How would he or she grow in a cruel hard world where they are constantly in danger. Would it grow up and be happy or die young and not even knowing how to use the bathroom by it's self. Would she be able to raise a child in a world like this. She once wanted children before the world had gone to shit. She had wanted a little girl that she could raise to become a strong, independent woman. Now though the thought of bringing a child into this world scared her. How was the new baby girl in the group going to survive this world and without her mother.
"See anything?" Daryl asked bringing her back to reality. Maggie's eyes moved from the artwork on the wall to him.
"No nothing here." She replied back moving to the kitchen. She begun opening cabinets looking for formula. She found a few bottles and bibs, she pulled her bag off her back and pushed them inside. She moved from the kitchen headed down the hallways where Daryl was. His eyes moved to her and he gestured his head towards a room.
"Think there's something in there?" He asked. Maggie walked to the door of the room he was talking about and shrugged.
"Maybe," she pushed open the gate in he doorway and moved to a cabinet along the wall. Four tins of formula sat on the bottom shelf and she let out a sigh. "Thank God." She pulled her bag from her back and shoved the formula in her bag.
"How long that going ta last?" He asked, she shrugged.
"I don't know week maybe more. I don't know how the whole baby thing works." she said. There was a few moments of silence while she scavenged through the shelves tossing in some diapers and pacifiers.
"You ever want any?" Daryl asked behind her. Maggie turned and looked at him confused. "Kids" He said clearing his throat.
"Once, what about you?" She asked zipping up her bag.
"Nah, never really thought about it to be honest." he said shrugging. She nodded her head then pulled her bag over her shoulder. "Alright I think were good for now we can do another run in like a week."
Maggie walked back to the bike and waited for Daryl to catch up she felt a cold breeze against her bare arms and pulled her arms around her chest. Daryl walked up to her and pulled his poncho over his shoulders. She gave him a questioning look. He placed the poncho in her arms before she could protest. She raised her eyebrow at him then held up the poncho.
"Are you finally letting me toss this thing?" She asked ginning.
"Hell no, I just letting you wear it ta stay warm." He said moving to take it back but she pulled away.
"No, I think we should toss it right now" She begun to walk to a puddle on the other side of the road.
"You better be playing around right now." He said. Maggie could hear the concern in his voice. She turned to look at him and held the poncho over the puddle. "Maggie you betta move away from that puddle or I'll." He started walking to her.
"You'll what?" She asked raising a eyebrow. He stopped in front of her and looked to the poncho. "What will you do?" She took a step back and moved the poncho closer to the puddle. Daryl's eyes looked from her to the poncho then he took a step closer to her so his chest was touching hers.
Maggie's eyes looked into Daryl's. She could feel her breath catch in her throat as he looked from her eyes to her mouth. His eyes moved back to hers and she bit down on her lip. His hand came up to her face and he cupped her cheek. His thumb slid along her cheek bone. Maggie's eye fluttered shut and she leaned into his touch.
Opening her eyes she looked at his blue eyes. His eyes gazed at her making her insides tingle. She felt his hand move from her face and saw him begin to lean in. His nose brushed against hers and she lets her eyes close again. She could feel his warm breath against her lips she parted her lips waiting for him to kiss, but instead she felt the poncho get ripped from her hands. Her eyes opened and her jaw dropped. He had a large smirk across his face and he started to turn from her.
"Hey," she shouted at him. Daryl didn't stop moving though, he kept going causing Maggie to become madder. "Daryl, stop." She started jogging to him. Catching up to him she put her hand on his shoulder and turned him around. Before he could say anything she slammed her lips to his. Her hands wrapped around his neck and her hand gripped his hair. He took a moment to respond, but when he did his arms wrapped around her thin waist and he dropped his poncho to the ground.
A moan fell from Maggie's lips when he deepened the kiss. His tongue invaded her mouth and he pulled her body into his. Maggie pulled at his hair causing a groan to fall from Daryl's lips. Their lips broke apart and their foreheads touched. Both of them panting trying to catch their breath. She broke the contact pulling away and bending to the ground. She picked the poncho off the ground slid it over her head.
"Ready to go?" She asked adjusting the poncho in place. He looked at her then down to his groin. He looked back up at her and raised a eyebrow. She smirked at him then moved to his bike and straddled the back seat. "I'm ready when you are." She told him.
"Damn woman's going to be the death of me." He mumbled under his breath. He ran a hand through his hair and walked to the bike. Adjusting his bow on his back he got on the seat and started up the bike heading back to the prison.
...
"How's she doing?" Daryl asked walking over to Carl who was holding his sister. The baby's hands were flying in the air while she cried her lungs out. Daryl moved quickly to Carl and shushed the little girl sliding her into his arms. He tugged her into the crook of his arm and made shush noise to her.
The little girl's cries became quiet as Daryl held her close. He put his hand out to Beth who held a bottle in her hand. She placed the bottle in his hand and moved the bottle to the baby's mouth. When she begun to drink a smile formed on his face and he looked at Maggie. She was leaning against the wall with Glenn at her side, she returned his smile.
"She got a name yet?" He asked turning his head to Carl. Carl shrugged his shoulders.
"Not yet. I was thinking maybe Sophia, Carol, Andrea, Amy, Jackie, Patricia or Laurie." He said the last one with his head hung low.
"Huh, you like that?" Daryl moved his attention to the baby in his arms. She was still suckling on the bottle in his hand. "You like that, Little Ass Kicker?" He smirked. He looked up at the group smiling "Right?" A laugh fell from the group. He looked back down to the baby. "Little Ass Kicker, you like that sweetheart?" She stopped drinking and spit the bottle from her mouth. Her blues eyes looked up at Daryl and his smile grew larger.
Daryl thought of what Maggie had asked him earlier. Maybe if the world hadn't of gone to shit he would of liked to have a kid. A son he could teach to hunt. Or maybe a daughter who would be the light of his life. He would spoil her and keep her safe from the dangers around them. Shaking the thoughts from his head he turned to Beth and handed Little Ass Kicker to her.
"Anything from Rick yet?" He asked looking at the group.
"No, he's still in the tombs," Glenn answered.
"Do we need anything or we all good?" He asked turning to Hershel for a answer.
"Were good at the moment. Thank you Daryl." Daryl gave him a nod before heading out of the cellblock.
...
Maggie watched Daryl leave the cellblock and debated on if she should follow him. She pushed herself off the wall and walked over to Beth and looked at the baby in her arms. The little girl's cheeks were puffed out and her eyes closed. Her long black eyelashes stood out against her porcelain skin. Little Ass Kicker, a smirk fell on her lips at the name Daryl gave her. A little noise fell from the little girl's pink lips and Maggie grinned.
She ran a hand through her hair and moved away from Beth and begun walking out of the cellblock. She had heard Daryl go through the door that led to the long halls of walkers. Taking her knife from her belt she moved out of the cellblock and headed down the halls. She kept her ears, and eyes open slowly walking down the hall. Not sure on which way he meant she started following the arrows on the walls. There were no signs of walkers as she walked, but she was becoming annoyed that there was no sign of anyone.
Deciding to head back she turned around a corner when the sound of glass breaking stopped her. Her brow furrowed and she readied her knife for a walker as she started walking towards the sound. She heard the sound of someone stepping on the broken glass coming from behind a door. "Shit." She heard Daryl say from the other side.
Maggie pushed the door open and saw Daryl standing on some broken glass. His head turned when she opened the door. "Break something?" She asked.
"Maybe," He replied moving away from the broken glass. Maggie moved into the small room and closed the door behind her. Her eyes scanned around the room. The room was about the side of three of the cells put together and had a couch, bookcase, small table with three chairs, a small coffee table, a few shelves along the wall and a cabinet.
"Nice place you have here. How'd you find it?" She asked moving to the bookcase. She looked at the row of books searching for one she knew. Her eyes found The Lord of the Flies. She pulled the book from the shelf and flipped through the pages.
"Found it before your dad got bit." He said sitting down on the couch. She placed the book back in the case and turned to face him.
"Were you going to tell anyone about it?"
"When I got the chance." He mumbled. She raised a eyebrow.
"You've had the chance plenty of times. What's the real reason?" She asked moving to stand in front of him. His eyes looked up at her and she smiled at him.
"I guess I wanted the place ta myself for a bit longer." He replied looking up at her. She gave him a nod.
Maggie moved closer to him then bent down and placed a hand oh his shoulder. He looked at her with a eyebrow raised then she put her knee on his side. She straddled his lap placing her ass down on his thighs. Daryl's hands moved to her hips and she pushed a piece of hair behind her ear. She bit her lip before leaning in, her lips a inch from his. She looked from his eyes to lips asking for permission.
His hands squeezed her sides and she yelped. Then his mouth was on hers. Her tongue slid along his lips and he opened his mouth. Their tongues danced together while her hands pulled the buttons to his shirt. She broke the kiss fumbling with the buttons. A groan fell from her lips and he pulled her hands away and undid the buttons himself. Maggie pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it to the ground. Her fingers went to the hook of her bra and she tossed her bra to the side. Returning her attention to Daryl his eyes were on her chest. "Fuck you're beautiful." He said looking back up to her eyes. She felt her cheeks heat up.
Pulling the shirt from his arms she placed her hands on his chest and reattached their lips. She nipped at his bottom lip causing him to groan. Her hands slid to his belt and she begun to undo the buckle. Their kiss broke and he helped her pull his belt from his jeans.
Maggie move from his lap and got on her feet. She started to work on her own belt. Pulling it off her jeans then grabbing at the button and zipper. God she wished her jeans weren't so tight at the moment as she tried to pull them off her legs. Daryl's hands wrapped around the jeans stuck on her legs and helped her get out of them. His jeans were already off and on the ground. He pulled the jeans from her feet and tossed them aside.
Maggie watched as his hands traveled up her legs. His lips begun to kiss along her leg. Maggie tilted her head back and moaned. Daryl kept kissing up her leg along her inner thigh and stopped when he reached her panties. His fingers slid along her thigh, rubbing circles into her skin. He trailed his fingers to her panties and hooked his finger around the edge. Slowly pulling them down her legs she moaned. She stepped out of them when they reach her ankle and Daryl tossed them to the side.
Daryl got to his feet and placed his hands on each side of Maggie's face. His lips touched hers in a peck. "Ya sure about this? Once we do this there ain't no going back." He asked.
"Yeah, I'm sure." She replied back. She pulled away from his hands and crouched down to her knees. Her eyes moved to his boxers. Her fingers grabbed the elastic of his boxers and pulled them down revealing his erection. Maggie felt her jaw drop when she saw his size. Holy shit she said inside her head.
"Maggie you don't have ta" Before he finished her tongue slid along his tip going down to the base. Licking back up to his tip she opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around his tip. Her eyes looked up at Daryl. His head was hung back and a groan came from his lips. His hand moved to her head and gripped her hair. Maggie bobbed her head up and down his erection while pumping her fingers around the part she couldn't reach. "Maggie if you wana keep this going ya betta stop." Daryl warned. Maggie let him put of her mouth with a pop and looked at him.
He pulled her up to her feet and kissed her. His hands grabbed her ass and lifted her up. Maggie wrapped her legs around his waist. Daryl moved them back to the couch lying Maggie down and kissed along her jaw. She let out a moan when his lips trailed down her neck and his lips attached to her nipple. He sucked on her chest causing her to dig her nails in the couch.
Maggie opened her legs wider and Daryl positioned himself against her he broke away from her chest. He put his weight on his hand on each side of her head. He looked at her asking for permission and she nodded her head. Daryl positioned himself at her entrance and slowly slid in. Maggie tensed at the feeling, he was bigger than she had before and there was a pain of him filling her. "Ya okay?" he asked stopping. He looked at her with a concerned look.
"Yeah I'm good," she replied. "Just been awhile."
"You're telling me" He said smirking at her. She returned his smirk and kissed his swollen lips. He pushed into her fully and let her adjust for a moment before starting to thrust. One of his hands held his weight while the other grabbed onto her ass. Her finger nails were digging into his shoulders causing him to groan.
"Daryl" Maggie moaned out his name as he begun to thrust into her. Her nails dragged down his back and her mouth bit down on his shoulder to keep herself from yelling. Daryl's thrust sped up as he felt Maggie's wall begin to pulse around him. The moans falling from her pink swollen lips encouraging him to go harder. "Yeah, right there." She moaned out when he hit the right spot. He let out a loud grunt when she dug her nails into him harder this time drawing blood. "I'm close" She moaned into his shoulder.
"Fuck Maggie" He moaned when he heard her moaning voice. Maggie's thighs tightened around his waist. His hand squeezed her ass and she let out a grunt. With every noise that came from her mouth he felt himself get even harder; if that was even possible. Maggie felt like heaven wrapped around him.
Daryl's thrust became sloppy when he felt her walls tighten around him. He felt his high coming with every trust. "Daryl," she moaned his name again. His hand slid from her ass to the back of her thigh. He hit her in all of the right places going faster and harder with every thrust. His cock was pulsing ready to explode. With one last thrust he felt her come around him.
Daryl pulled out of Maggie and pushed himself up with all his strength. He gripped his cock in his hand and pumped it twice. His seed spilled out onto the ground next to the couch.
Maggie pushed herself up putting her weight on her elbows and looked over at Daryl sitting on the side of her. Both of them were breathing hard and heir bodies glistened with sweat. Maggie looked at his back looking at the marks she left. A smile formed on her lips when she noticed the blood she had drawn. Her eyes moved to the tattoo along his shoulder blade and her she debated on reaching out to trace it. Her hand moved from her side and was about to touch him when he got up. She quickly pulled her arm back and pushed herself up.
Daryl grabbed his pants from the ground and pulled a rag from his back pocking. He tossed her the rag then moved to his boxers and pulled them up his legs. She picked the rag up and looked at him. Raising the rag and gave him a questioning look. "So you can clean yourself," He answered putting his belt back on. She nodded her head and used the rag while he finished getting dressed.
"Why you getting dressed?" She asked handing him back his rag. He took the rag from her and dropped it on the ground next to his mess. "Is this the part where you find some lame excuse to get me to leave? Because if it is, it won't work." She said stretching her arms over her head. He watched her stretch out then grabbed her panties and shirt from the ground and tossed them on her lap.
She pulled her t-shirt over her head and sat up on the couch. Leaning her head against the back of the couch she let a sigh fall from her lips. Her eyes closed and she bit down on the inside of her cheek. The couch shifted under her and she opened her eyes and look to her side. Daryl was leaning against the back of the couch and looking towards the door.
"Do ya regret it?" He asked his voice quiet.
Maggie squinted her eyes at him and pushed herself up. "No, why do you think I'd regret it?" She asked.
His eyes stayed on the door and her shrugged his shoulders. "Thought you'd realize after we finally fucked that this whole thing was just a mistake and you'd run back to Glenn or some shit like that." Maggie bit down on her lip and pushed herself off the couch.
Daryl's eyes moved from the door to her and she stood in front of him. "Is that what you thought? That this was just some sort of faze and as soon as we fucked I would go run off to Glenn?" She asked. Before he could reply back she straddled his lap and cupped his face with her soft hands. "Daryl Dixon, this is not a faze. I'm not going to go run off to Glenn. I'm not going anywhere, I'm staying right here. I want you, I want to be with you, not Glenn, you, and this," she pointed her finger from him to her. "Is what I want. I don't regret it and I'm not going to. So let's make this clear right now. I want you Daryl Dixon alright?" She finished.
Daryl's eyes started into her intensely and Maggie felt her heart speed up. She waited for him to push her off his lap. For him to start yelling at her and put his walls up. However, he didn't. His hand moved along her arm and stopped when it reached her hands cupping his face. He removed her hand from his face and moved them to her lap. His thumbs rubbed circles into her palm and his eyes looked down at their hands.
"Alirght," He finally spoke. His eyes gazing at their hands.
"Alright?" Maggie repeated his words, but in more of a questioning way.
His eyes stayed on their hands but he gave a nod. "Yeah, alright."
Maggie smiled and leaned her forehead against his head. "Alright," she repeated with a smile.
...
When the morning finally arrived everyone sat around the two tables in the cellblock and ate their breakfast. There were a few conversations going on between the group members and a few stolen glances between others. Maggie and Daryl weren't hiding their relationship from the group but they also weren't running along rooftops yelling they were together ether. The group was more than aware that there had been something going on between them since the Farm, but no one said anything about it.
For a week now they had been sharing the same bed and spending more time together. They worked the fence and kept watch in one of the towers together. Their relationship was progressing and everyone around them saw it. Her father had spoken to Daryl at one point asking what his attentions with his daughter was and had left the conversation with a smile on his face. He had walked, well not really walk to Maggie right after and smiled at her saying Daryl was a good guy; which of course made Maggie so much happier knowing her dad had approved.
"Is everybody okay?" Everyone's heads turned to Rick walking into the room. He was wearing a new clean plaid shirt and was cleaned up. For a week he had been running around the prison killing off walkers and avoiding contact with everyone. Daryl had gone searching for him with Glenn after a few days and ended up coming back with looks like 'We should of stayed here.'
"Were all fine, how about you?" Hershel answered Rick's question. Rick smiled and walked over to Carl patting his shoulder.
"Yeah I'm good," He answered. Maggie's eyes looked to Daryl sitting on the stairs and he shared the same look as her.
"Me and Maggie are going to be going on a run later on. Is there anything you want us to pick up for you?" Glenn asked getting to his feet. He placed his empty bowl on the makeshift table holding the food.
"No, I'm good. I uh, just wanted to check on Carl." He moved away from his son and started to head back for the door.
"We cleared out the generator room. Were running low of ammo though." Daryl said before Rick could leave. "Axl's down their trying to fix it. Were going to clear out the lower levels too." He added.
Rick nodded his head. "Good, good." He said wiping a hand across his forehead and moving quickly towards the door.
The room became silent everyone's eyes moving to look at each others waiting for someone to make a comment. Instead Little Ass Kicker's cries filled the cellblock. "I got her," Beth told the group, placing her hands on the table she got to her feet and moved to the box which at the moment was the girl's crib and picked her up.
While Beth took care of Little Ass Kicker the group finished off their meals. Maggie brushed her hands against her pants and walked into her cell. She pulled her long sleeved shirt off and grabbed her black tank top from the pile of clothes on the bed. Pulling the shirt over her head she adjusted it into place then slide her hands through her hair.
"If I known you were changing, I would of got here sooner," She heard Daryl say behind her. She quickly spun around and stared at him.
"Hey, you scared me," she said placing a hand against her heart. He was leaning against the cell doorway his arms crossed over his chest and a smirk on his lips. "What's up?" She asked.
"I'm going ta clear out the lower levels with Oscar and Carl. Thought I'd say bye before you headed out too." He said, moving his arms from his chest. She gave him a smile and walked up to him. She stopped in front of his and leaned in. She kissed his lips and he returned the kiss his hand sliding along her lower back.
"See you soon," She said pulling away. He moved his hand from her back and headed out the cellblock. Maggie watched him go then went looking for Glenn ready to get the day over with.
...
Daryl moved slowly through the halls of the lower level of the prison. His bow was tight in his grip ready to shoot if needed. Oscar walked not far behind him and Carl walking by his side. They had killed a good dozen walkers within the first half hour, but now there had bad no sign of any. They turned a corner to where a long row of cells lied. All the doors wide open and a few dead bodies lying half in the cells and half out. They were wearing inmate jumpsuits and had blood surrounding the ground around their skulls.
Daryl walked over to one of the bodies and examined it. "So you and Maggie, huh?" Daryl stopped examining the body and turned to look at Carl who was smirking at him. "You two are cute." He added.
Daryl grunted and got to his feet kicking the body. "I ain't cute, we aint cute." He replied back moving down the row of cells.
"Well I mean you make a good couple, everyone thinks so." He said following him.
"Well everyone should mind their own damn business," he spat back. Carl shrugged his shoulders at him.
"Sorry," He looked away from Daryl.
Daryl let out a huff or air and turned to Carl, "Naw, I'm sorry. Shouldn't of acted like that," He said scratching behind his ear. "But yeah I'm with Maggie." He answered Carl's previous question.
"It's fine. You know Carol would of been happy about it," Daryl tensed at Carol's name. "She thought you to were good for each other," Carl said with a slight frown on his face. Daryl said nothing in return, he just swung his bow to his back, keeping his head down.
Then
Daryl was sitting on top of the car watching the snow fall. The cold winter had already taking a hard toll on the group, but now with the snow finally falling things were just going to get harder. It was beginning to stick on the grass and trees causing a white blanket to cover the land. When the sound of a footstep came from behind him her turned to see the source.
"Hey," Carol said, a warm smile on her face and her arms wrapped around herself. Daryl gave her a nod in return, he saw her take a seat next to him on the hood of the car. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" She asked looking at the falling snow.
"Guess so," He replied back. A pregnant silence filled the air around them. Both had their arms in their laps with there legs crossed. Their eyes just watched the falling snow, enjoying the peaceful moment. A moment that became extremely rare in the world they lived in now.
"Where's your poncho?" Carol asked him. He shrugged his shoulders in return.
"Gave it ta Maggie," he answered. He saw her nod her from the corner of his eyes.
"I thought she hated that thing?" Carol asked him, a faint smirk crossed his lips.
"She does, but she was cold and despite. She had no choice," He answered.
"Hmm, she must be in agony wearing that thing," Carol said with a smile on her face. Daryl's lips perked at the corners.
"Hope so, it's what she gets for trying to burn it," He says, with a full smile on his lips this time.
"I'm surprised you actually let her wear it. What if she tried to burn it again?" Carol asked, the smile quickly fell from his face. He turned his head to look at her and she had a grin on her lips. "Don't worry, I don't think she'll actually burn it. Well for right now at least." She tried to assure him.
"Yeah, that makes me feel a lot better," He said, making sure his sarcasm was known. Carol just smiled at him then turned her head back to the snow.
"It really is beautiful. We don't really take a moment to appreciate the little things anymore," She said, placing her palms against the car. "We don't appreciate or take what we should. I think that if there's something we want, we should take it; while it's still there, before someone else takes it." She added, her head turning to him.
Daryl rolled his eyes at her knowing what she was getting at. She had done this before, tried to butt into his relationship with Maggie; well if you could even call it a relationship. His face turned from her back to the snow.
"Yeah, maybe they should."
Now
He missed Carol, he missed her a lot. They had been close, closer than he had been with anyone in a long time. Now she was gone and he felt a small part of him was missing. Yeah, he had Maggie and he really cared about her maybe even loved-, He shook the thought from his head, before he could finish it. They way he felt about Carol however was different than the way he feels about Maggie. With Carol it was like a friend, or you could say sister. She had replaced Merle in a way now that he thought of it.
"Alright, both of ya, start bringing the walkers out. I'm goin ta clear out the rest of the block," Daryl told them, kicking another body.
Oscar and Carl shared a look. "You sure, we can-"
"Naw, It's fine, I got it. I'll yell if I need ya." He pulled his bow from his back and headed off towards the tombs.
...
"We just hit the powder formula jackpot," Glenn said a large smile on his face. Maggie smiled back at him stepping over some junk on the road.
"Good, what else you get?" She asked, looking into his basket. Resting the basket on his knee he pulled out a can of beans.
"We got beans, batteries, cocktail wieners, honey mustards and some other stuff. It's a straight shot back to the prison from here. We can probably make it back for dinner," Glenn finished, placing the things back in the basket and heading to the car.
"I like that quiet, back there, back home; you can always here them, no matter where you are," Maggie said, pulling the second basket from the ground.
"And where is you all calling home?" A voice shouted. Maggie turned quickly, her eyes fell on a man with a bloody face. A hand holding a gun aiming straight for her and a knife in the other. No, he wasn't holding the knife his hand was a knife. Maggie dropped the basket and pulled her gun from her belt, aiming it at the stranger.
"Merle," Glenn said from her side and Maggie felt her heart stop; this was Daryl's brother.
You made it to the end, CONGRATS! I hope you liked it and you guys finally got the DAGGIE Sex and Merle's back which I'm so excited about! Reviews btw are a great way to motivate (wink face)
SPOILER: I've been thinking about this fic a lot and how I was going to stick to the shows story line or not. I decided that I am going to be sticking with the story, but I'm changing things up when it gets to season 4b. I have some fun stuff in mind that I'm so excited to write and I'm going be getting more into the back story of some characters that on the show we didn't see much on. These backstories will be fully fake and all from my amazingly fucked up mind! I just have to push through the rest of season 3 and some of 4 before we get to the really good stuff!
IMPORTANT PLEASE READ: Something I want to address about this fic. From next chapter on it will be getting dark. Rape something I've debated on if I really did want to put that in this or not will happen. It was not a easy choice to make and by far was not easy to write. I want to make it clear that it will be in this and I will warn people before they read it that it's about to happen. Sex another thing that will be in this and will get more detailed. I want you all to know I'm going to be writing this stuff in the story and I felt you all deserved to know what your getting into reading this and I understand some people are not comfortable reading it so this is why I'm giving warning.
Thank you for reading and I hope you continue to read this and if you chose not to I completely understand and will miss you. Next chapter may not be for about two weeks so hope everyone has a good Walking Dead Sunday with the new episode this week!