Every time I cry - 100 words Walking Dead prompts

by latinisdead

These will be various missing scenes of the show, at random order. Please read at your own pleasure. All of these will include either Daryl, or Carol, and with one member of their team for each one shot.

5. Vase

100 words prompts

Fandom: The Walking Dead

Character: Sasha, Carl, (Cherokee rose)

Words: Vase

Warnings: some sexual, or heavily swearing, this is from the second season right after the Cherokee Rose EP.

Rating: strong T or M

Changing colours happened in a blink of an eye as the summer heat turns into Autumn hues. Sasha was outside, running. She missed this type of routine before the earth went to hell. She missed her friends, Tyreese, and even Noah – but the college days although were well behind her, there was something about keeping fit that kept her going each day. She was up before the birds, the morning light casting an orange hue over the small community they called home.

She pumps her arms up, and took in a deep cleansing breath of the sharp clean air. Now, she runs, and it felt good. She passes others, strangers to her still, but they all knew her calling out and waving making friendly chatter as she turns the corner heading down another road. It wasn't a big area to run, so she would count laps, 4 times around the community would give her almost a full mile.

She heads back to her home only she spotted Daryl tired and lumbering back to his home which he shared with Carol and a few others. She's heard the stories she's seen them together and wonders sometimes if they were actually a couple.

He does wave at her, but slips through the main door of their house holding something close to his breast. She jogs up to the house and stops watching him from the kitchen window. He slips a flower into a beer bottle and leaves it on the kitchen work top knowing she will find it later. Daryl then slips upstairs and out of sight.

Sasha enters quietly as she does and heads into the kitchen; she reaches out to pick up the flower – "that's not yours to touch." She falters with a start and quickly places the vase back where she found it.

"Carl." She turns ears burning red from being caught.

"Leave it, for her."

"What is it?" she questions him softly.

At first Carl stiffens from the old memory flashing through his mind then he mumbles, "A Cherokee Rose." Before he exits the kitchen he looks back tears clouds his eyes. "It's Sophia's."