Daryl has picked up and put his life back together after a lifetime of abuse. He has a daughter and a home. Nothing good happens when his abuser comes back into his life. One-shot. Violence, violence against children, hints at traumatic events, and an eventual death. Rated M for mature.

He cared for this noisy little bundle of baby girl, even if he would never admit it to another soul in the group. If this was the way it was supposed to be, if he was meant to lose everyone he cared about but her, then so be it. He would be her protector and anything else she possibly needed.

Sadie is trying to survive the epidemic. She has to take on the biggest battle of her life. Watch as she meets other survivors and loses them along the way. PLEASE R/R!

They fitted together like a two piece jigsaw.

En la habitacion de la carcel, un nino ve a su madre morir pero no es capaz de dispararle... Que hubiera pasado si Rick hubiera visto a Lori antes de morir? Que hizo Carl cuando su padre escapo de todos con en mente en encontrar a su esposa?...

One Shot: Daryl prefers the darkness, even when it unsettles him. Set directly after 3x02.

"Memories would then overwhelm him; memories of her learning to smile again, but only for him. Only ever for him." A look at Daryl's innermost thoughts on Carol when she died. Oneshot, rated for language. Caryl

Starts during 'Hounded', after Daryl finds something of Carol's embedded in a walker's neck. This is my take on what should happen afterwards. Rated T for language.

He thought he'd buried her. A small, sweet extension of the 3x06 Caryl moment. Spoilers. Rated for language.

They were dying for hope. So, Rick cried, and Michonne helped. They were dying for hope, so Maggie kissed Glenn and Carl fired that gun.

Carl is a lonely 13 year old living in wake of the dead. One day he meets a girl named Kristine who he becomes friends with and disobeys the adults with. They become really close.

You glance down at the gun in your hand. Halting your steps, you heft the weight of the gun in your hand and purse your lips. "What an easy escape," You think to yourself. "I could just end it now." Trigger Warning for suicidal thoughts and death.

'When you come to the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on.' - It's what deputies Grimes and Dixon do, from the false safety of a refugee camp to foxholes in the wilderness... Rated M for language; Canon-AU, Rick/Daryl Slash

Daryl went out there looking for a little girl. The last thing he expected to find was a family. Sophia, Daryl and Carol frienship, no slash. Rated T for swearing.

This is the story of Andy McGowan, and how he survives with his family in the world of The Walking Dead. Loosely based on the TV show and comic books.

Something short based on the 3x06 promo for tonight. I'm so excited!

Carruthers never dreamed something like this would happen. Shane had planed for it his whole life. The mass destruction of earth. Struggling to survive another day. The best thing to do is stay together and fight to live. Avoid the bite. And do everything in their power not to become one of the walking dead. (Has no correlation to the walking dead. Just the Zombie Apocalypse.)

Where is Carol? What happened after T-Dog's Death? Is she alive?

Final chapter added! The group are forced to ask themselves more question about infection and how it's spread when an unfortunate incident means one of their number could become infected. Daryl angst, hurt comfort.

What could Carl of been thinking when he had to pull the trigger himself? (Screw summaries, I hate this part.)

"He had already decided it was one of the things about her he hated to love..." An extension of the Caryl "flirt scene" in 3x01 Seed. Oneshot; rated for language.

The world was ending. That was how it looked. People were walking around, people who were already dead, and eating each other. So the world was ending. But Carol's world had been at the edge for a long time. And this was merely the final push into the abyss. Darkfic. Pls read rating warning. Follow-up story has been posted!

It fit together between them like something good – like something subtle and unobtrusive, but deeply rooted and irrepressible. Like a stubborn, half dead sapling stretching out towards a dying stream, too far gone to cut its losses but too desperate not to try.

In the zombie apocalypse, I never thought I would find myself so enamored with a certain redneck. I bet he also didn't think he'd find me sick, incoherent, and half naked in the woods. Daryl/OC

This is a series of 8 drabbles connected from start to finish. This is Andrea/Daryl. Not my normal pairing. And the only story of its kind posted to my account. Sorry, Caryl, fans.