Epilogue

So I was telling people that the last chapter wasn't the end of the story but the more I thought about and the more it looked to be the perfect end to this, the more it made sense to finish things off there. Besides, my new TWD story is basically going to end up taking over my ideas that I had for post season three stuff so I can't function two stories in the same zone lol.

So here I offer an epilogue to share the end of Bo and Daryl's adventures in the apocalypse. Just something little that I've been thinking of for a bit.

Bo walked along the wall and looked out at the street with the broken down cars strategically placed as barriers. Her head tilted as she watched three walkers swarm over the dead carcass she had left to hang in a tree earlier that day. She moved herself back along the wall then bent over, placing her hands on her knees as she put herself at Lucy's height.

"Okay kiddo, now simple enough, look through the scope, take a deep breath and fire." Bo instructed. Lucy looked at her skeptically then nodded and lifted the shotgun.

The move into Woodbury hadn't been a planned or even anticipated event. Shane and Andrea had gone first not long after Glenn and Maggie's "wedding". Realizing that there was still people in the town and with the Governor dead, they needed someone to watch out for them. The people had known Shane and Andrea, trusted them. It took some time to get them to understand that Rick's group weren't terrorists and when that day had finally come around, there was an open venue for trading supplies and working together.

Four months after that, as temperatures started dropping and storms started to roll in, the prison group realized just how poor off their shelter was after all the attacks and their destruction. A particularly violent storm that almost led into a tornado, had brought part of the roof down in their cell block. Thankfully, no one had gotten caught in it but Carl and Hershel had gotten hurt by debris that had fallen and bounced. Add that further damage to the fact that it was freezing, an issue that had gotten Beth, Lucy and even Bo caught with colds, and the group had no choice but to move into Woodbury. They had asked first of course, made sure the people there were alright with it, and worked out an arrangement with Shane about housing.

Hershel, Glenn, Maggie, Beth and Lucy now shared a house, Rick, Anna and Carl had another and Daryl and Bo shared with a previous couple called Mark and Jane. They were far more timid than their new housemates and so the duo made sure to keep their antics more to the outside world than inside the house.

When they had moved into Woodbury and were introducing themselves, Bo had made it perfectly clear that she didn't want to be known to any of them as the Governor's daughter. She had introduced herself instead as Bo Dixon. Daryl had just looked at her, the corner of his mouth twitching upward slightly, before giving a nod of approval. Their group hadn't even been shocked by it but it had become a source of jokes for Glenn whenever he had a wall patrol shift with Bo.

"How's the junior training coming, Mrs Dixon?" Glenn made his appearance just as Lucy fired the shotgun. Bo glanced at him then jumped when Lucy started bouncing up and down.

"I hit one!" The young girl exclaimed happily. Bo laughed and patted the preteen's shoulder.

"Great...now get the other ones that are now realizing we're here." She instructed. Lucy paused and stared at the walkers that were looking at them and slowly giving up on the carcass to make an attempt at fresh meat. "Deep breath, aim and shoot."

"Deep breath, aim, shoot." Lucy repeated, lifting the shotgun. "Deep breath, aim, shoot." She kept muttering to herself as she followed the instructions and fired, jolting backwards slightly and missing. Her panic started to build and Bo glanced at Glenn.

"You can do it, Luc." Glenn encouraged softly. Lucy looked at him with her wide eyes and nodded before looking back out at the walkers. Glenn and Maggie had become like parents to the young girl and she had fully accepted their presence, opening up more and more with each day before it was almost impossible to make her shut up sometimes.

Although Daryl was the only one who said it out loud, most of the group did have moments where they wished the young girl had reverted back to her muted days on occasion. Everyone loved her, they were just easily annoyed when they were still at the prison. Now that they were in Woodbury with other people and several more children for Carl and Lucy to hang out with, it was easier on all of them. Carl was even beginning to act like a kid again, rather than some surly grown up. Lucy had started the process with him, made him feel special by being the only person she talked to for the first month, and now they had more people to be around. The younger children all looked up to Carl due to him carrying around a gun and knowing how to use it.

Glenn and Bo watched with grins as Lucy managed to shoot the two remaining walkers, only missing three times which was better than her previous attempts.

"That's gonna draw in more." Bo commented quietly.

"Well it'll give some close up practise, Mrs Dixon." Glenn pointed out. Bo smiled at him and pushed him lightly. Glenn grinned, happy that she took his teasing lightly. "Keep an eye out, Luc." The young girl nodded, pleased with her accomplishment and excited for more now that the risk was low. Glenn put an arm around Bo's shoulders and led her along the wall. She looked at him carefully, understanding his motives, and couldn't help but grin.

"So how far along is she?" Bo asked.

"I...how did...why do you do that?" Glenn asked, staring at her.

"Because it bugs you." Bo replied, smiling. "Plus, hello...med student. I know how pregnant woman look and act, dude. Maggie ain't usually as snippy as she's been, nor does she tear up as easily."

"Don't know how far she is." Glenn muttered, taking his hat off and rubbing his head. "Don't have anything really to use to be able to tell."

"Well least it got figured out." Bo pointed out. Glenn nodded and smiled slightly. "You're gonna be a daddy."

"Just wait for the day that you be a mom." Glenn taunted.

"Don't you ever say something like that round Daryl, he will strangle you." Bo threatened with a smile. Glenn smiled back and shook his head. "I'm done my shift, wall is yours."

"Yeah yeah, Mrs Dixon, tell the husband I say hi." Glenn insisted. Bo nodded and kissed his cheek than went down the steps. "Oh and, Bo." She looked up at him then rolled her eyes and stuck her middle finger up when he made baby sounds.

She passed Mark and Jane on her way to the house and when they told her that Daryl was home, she sped her steps. Not that she was interested on giving any sort of truth to Glenn's teasing but it had been a couple of days since the two of them had time to themselves where they weren't tired.

Clearly, Daryl had the same thought. As soon as Bo was in the door, he had grabbed her and pulled her to their room. Their housemates hadn't annoyed them to any extent so they weren't about to soil the couch or any other surface just to secretly irritate them.

"Guess I don't have to ask if you missed me." Bo teased just before her back hit the bedroom door after they entered the room. She groaned when Daryl held her against the wood and latched his mouth to hers. Her hands went to the back of his neck, her fingers brushing over the short hairs on his head. A. while back she had managed to find scissors and went about cutting Daryl's hair back to the length it had been two years ago after his endless bitching about it getting into his eyes and his refusal to tie it back and look like a girly man. They had even found razors and so each of the men had received nice clean shaven faces and the girls were ecstatic about shaving their legs.

"Missed doesn't even cover it, Bo Bo." Daryl growled against her mouth. He grabbed her thighs and lifted her up, bringing her to the bed and dropping her unceremoniously onto it. Bo grinned and sat up, grabbing his shirt to pull him down with her. He went easily and his eyes rolled back when Bo attacked his neck as her hands worked open the buttons on his shirt. His hands forced her jeans down her legs, pushing off her shoes at the same time. He sat her up as she opened his jeans and lifted her shirt over her head, letting out a groan when he saw her braless.

Bo giggled when Daryl buried his face between her breasts, the stubble of his growing beard scratching and tickling at her scarred skin. She pushed at his jeans until they were down far enough to get her hand around what she wanted. He let out a growling type of sound and it just made her grin as she worked her hand back and forward.

"Fuck Bo..." Daryl grumbled, pressing his lips against the side of her breast. He frowned as she went slower right when he wanted her faster.

"Gonna make you say it." Bo taunted, moving her hand slowly, twisting gently every so often. Daryl grumbled, shaking his head slightly. "Come on you big bad ass."

"Fuck you." Daryl retorted.

"You wanna." Bo pointed out. She let go and wrapped her legs around his waist, rubbing against him and sighing. "So badly." Daryl groaned and kissed up her shoulder, over her scar from her father's gun and to her neck, biting hard on the flesh. Bo gasped, hissing from the slight pain and then moaning when his tongue came out to sooth the bite. "Say it, Daryl."

"I say it...then we fuck?" Daryl asked.

"Uh huh." Bo agreed, nodding her head slightly.

"Fine." Daryl caved. Bo grinned the yelped in surprise when he looped his arm around her waist and dove to the side, flipping them over and putting her on top of him. He rammed his hips upward, entering her swiftly and enjoying the view as the blonde woman quickly leaned back, grasping at his thighs. "I fucking love you, woman."

"There you go." Bo moaned, moving her hips at their favourite pace.

The sentiment was shared for the first time not too long ago when Daryl had disappeared for a week without a trace. He came back in some car that he had found with three deer carcasses in the trunk and the back seat full of supplies. Bo had rushed him, slapped him then kissed him, and told him that she loved him and if he ever did something like that again, she'd fucking kill him. The whole thing had resulted in Daryl decided that they needed to sully the big house the Governor had taken over and that had been sitting empty all that time. Their sexcapades throughout the building, resulting in Daryl finally returning the sentiment, had basically prompted people to return to using it. Of course, it had just ended up being turned into a school for the children since there wasn't anything usable for that but it had finally been put to use once more.

"Damn Bo Bo." Daryl muttered once Bo collapsed onto him. She giggled softly and kissed a scar on his chest before lifting her head to look at him. Daryl looked at her and raised an eyebrow, eyes narrowing slightly under the gaze. "What?"

"I just love making you say that you love me." Bo replied. She squealed and laughed when he suddenly tickled her sides.

"You make me fucking say it, I ain't quitting till you do it now, crazy bitch." Daryl insisted, moving his hands quickly to evade her attempts to grab them.

"Fuck...you...I love ya...stupid...dumb...redneck." Bo gasped out between laughs. Daryl shot his hand upward and gripped her hair then dragged her head down to kiss her roughly. She responded favourably and soon found herself on her back again. "Round two then?"

"Fuck yeah." Daryl agreed.

That's it.

The End.

Go home.

Although you probably are home lol. Like I said, I thought I'd continue this story further than this but then I started a new TWD story and that's taking place post season 3 so any ideas I could have used here are going to go there. And besides, I've learned from a specific Supernatural story that trying to keep in time with the show and everything is hard work and I cannot pull it off.

I hope you guys enjoyed this story and please go check out Hunter's Dawning, the new TWD fic. I should have the second chapter up for that soon, along with a picture or two.