AN: As I said before, this takes place during "Home". Someone asked if Lily was pregnant a few chapters ago. Some of you have asked for her not to be. I want to know what everyone else thinks about her being pregnant with DARYL'S baby. Not Phil's. I couldn't do that to Lily...let me know!
Daryl and Merle had been fighting most of the way. Lily guessed that the silence from Merle was only short term.
"Shoul' be comin' up on Yellow Jacket."
"I think yer mistakin' lil' brother. We ain't gone that far."
"We went west then south."
"I mighta lost ma hand but yew lost yer since of direction."
In the distance, there was a baby cry that echoed through the hills of the land around them. Daryl headed directly for the noise, and Lily followed with Emily.
"Where ya goin'?" Merle asked.
"That's a baby cryin'," Daryl replied.
"No, that's jus' raccoons makin' sweet love."
"That's a baby," Lily agreed.
They walked faster, and found multible people fighting off walkers, and they were losing.
"I don' help people who ain't made me dinner," Merle said. Daryl and Lily ignored him.
"Stay back," Lily told Emily, who just nodded.
Daryl let the first arrow fly. Lily followed suit and they began taking out walkers. As she shot walkers, she noticed the men were speaking spanish back and forth. She'd taken it in high school, but was a little rusty on it.
"Hablas ingles?" she asked.
"No," one of the men answered
"Dammit," when she saw more walkers coming thier way. The groups killed the walkers that surrounded them. Daryl took one of the walker's head's and slamed it in the other group's car that Merle started to dig in right away. "What are you doing?"
"We jus' saved their lives. Think they owe us somethin'."
"Back 'way from the car," Daryl commanded.
"I know yew ain't talkin' ta me lil' brother." Daryl picked up his cross-bow and aimed it at Merle. "Fine. We jus' gonna help people now, fer no cost?"
"Can we continue this somewhere else?" Lily asked noticing they were out in the open. Daryl nodded at her and they began to walk again until they came to a clearing in the woods. Merle sat down on a log.
"So are yew learn all that from yer ol' buddy Rick? Yew two like this now?" Merle crossed his fist and middle fingers together.
"We came back fer yew bro."
"Sure, yew did. Yew and the chineese guy?"
"He's Korean," Daryl began to walk away and Lily, not wanting to get involved with the brother's fight followed and pulled Emily along behind her.
"Where ya goin'?" Merle walked closer to Daryl, and Daryl stopped.
"Back ta the prison."
"Lily...I'm scared," Emily said.
"I'll keep-" Lily turned when she heard the ripping of fabric. She saw Daryl on the ground with the back of his shirt ripped. For the first time, she noticed the scars that were covering his back.
"I didn't know he-" Merle started.
"Well he did," Daryl quickly stood. "Worse once you left."
"I had to go, woulda killed 'im."
"Always lookin' out fer yerself. I may be the one goin' but yer the one leavin'. Jus' like yew always have."
Daryl walked back to Lily's side. They both heard Merle's foot steps behind them. If he spoke, Lily was ready to turn around and put an arrow in his head. The day had already gotten away from them, and the sun was beginning to set.
"We can set up here," Lily said when they came across a clearing with a rippling river on one side. She figured they'd be safe on that side, making watch easier. "I'll take first watch."
Nobody bothered to argue, they just set up on the ground. Emily laid her head in Lily's lap. Lily stroaked Emily's raven hair to soothe her into sleep.
"I love you Lily," Emily smiled at the blonde.
"I love you too," she kissed the little girl's forehead.
"I love you Dary," Emily added once Daryl took his spot at Lily's side.
"I love you too, Em."
Lily rested her head on Daryl's shoulder as she continued to lull Emily to sleep. She used he free hand to wrap around Daryl's. Something was bothering him, and she was going to find out what.
As soon as Emily's soft snores were heard, Lily took her chance to talk to Daryl. "What were those scars on your back?"
"Don' worry 'bout it."
"I'm going to worry about it," she looked over at him with sad eyes. "Please."
"Tell me 'bout whut happened earlier."
She knew exactly what he was referring to. When she stopped him from doing anything in the woods that morning.
"Fine. Only if you pomise to tell me..."
"Promise, Princess."
"Phil...he um...well..." there was a knot in Lily's stomach the size of Mexico. "He um...he..."
"Whut did he do to yew?"
"He...r-raped me...and hit me..." tears flowed down her cheeks freely as she remembered the occurence.
"I'm gonna fuckin' murder the bastard," Daryl started to stand up, but Lily's hand caught his, and pulled him back to the ground.
"Not now Killer, I need you here...with me."
He pulled her against his chest and kissed her hair relentlessly. He didn't ever want to allow her out of his sight ever again. She rested her hand on his thigh affectionatly, but he knew she was waiting for his tragic tale.
"Ma pop. He was an awful drunk an' use ta hit me an' Merle. Always got worse when Merle'd leave ta juvie an' when he left fer good...it was jus' me."
Lily leaned closer to Daryl. There was nothing she could really do about Daryl's abusive father. It was likely he was long dead, so she did the only thing she could. She sat there with him, and kept mentally promised not to ever be away from him again.
Daryl was continuously surprised by Lily. Everything about he seemed so perfect. Yes, she wasn't perfect in the since that she was flawless, she was perfect in the since that she could handle everything that was thrown her way. Anyone that had seen Daryl's scars had been discusted, and basically ran away. Not her, she held him tighter. But, he knew that one day, he'd kill the governor, slowly and painfully. Nobody touched his Princess and got away with it.
Before Daryl knew it, both of his girls were alseep, and it was just him awake. Or so he thought. Merle rose from his place by the rushing water to his brother's side.
"You've gone soft little brother," Merle said.
"No I haven'."
"Really?" all Merle had to do was gesture to the sleeping Lily who had laid her head in his lap, and Emily was right next to her.
"Ain't called goin' soft."
"What do ya call it then? Bein' a pussy?"
"Fuck yew. An' keep yer voice down."
"Why? Gonna wake yer lil' girly friend?"
"Jus' shut up."
Lily's head popped up, and she gave Merle a sleepy glare.
"Why do you hate me?" she asked.
"Yer not where yew belong. An' yew try ta give me orders."
"I will give you orders until you're mature enough to give them to yourself. And what do you mean, I'm not where I belong?"
"In a kitchen. Yer some bitch that don' know her place."
"Great come back, you sexist pig."
"Say 'nother word ta her, I put a bolt through yer skull," Daryl warned, fed up with his brother being an asshole to Lily.
"You'd really do that ta yer own kin? These two ain't yer kin."
"They are now! I love 'em."
Merle looked at his brother as if he were a gohst. Dixon men didn't say the word 'love'. Ever. It was a simple unspoken rule.
"Guess I don' know yew lil' brother," Merle moved back to his spot, and Lily rested her head again before falling back to sleep.
"How far?" Lily asked Daryl after they'd climbed another hill.
"Not much. Fifty yard maybe? Look," he pointed to an opening in the trees where a concrete guard tower could be seen. Gun shots began to ring through the trees, as they echoed through the valley below. They two that had become leaders, shared a look before running in the direction of the before mentioned tower.
What they saw was horrific. Rick was about to get chomped by walkers, as was the rest of the group most likely, but they saw Rick first and sprang into action. Lily pulled back the string of her bow and sent an arrow flying. Merle even went straight into the horde, and began killing. Daryl used his cross-bow, quickly picking off the walkers.
Rick gave the two heros a nod of graditude, before giving Merle, whom he'd just noticed, a look of discust. These two were like cats and dogs, natural enemies. They all moved toward the main gate. My God, this is gonna be hell to clean up, Lily thought to herself.
AN: Just an fyi, I don't think I'll update again until at the very earliest tuesday. That's because I'm going to kinda sorta be following the show, and I can't see it until monday after school, so I can't write until after that and then hopefully I'll have it ready to publish by the next afternoon. Thanks for reading. Oh, and Guest (Hana) Thank you sooo much! I'm so glad this is your fav Daryl/OC fan fic. That absolutly made my day :D! Nobody has ever told me that about any of my stories.
Translations:
Hablas ingles=Do you speak english.
I know, there should've been an accent over the i, and there should've been an upside down question mark (I have no idea what that's called) at the beginning.