Alone (Daryl Dixon Fan Fiction)

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Want to dedicate this to MacManusDixonGurl for helping me make the character Kira. And to iPrincessOfUnicorns again because she helps me out with pretty much everything for this story. You guys are awesome. And another note, new cover, yay :p
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Sydnie's POV
I followed Daryl over to the Hyundai where he threw a bag into the back. "I got the flash bangs and I got the tear gas," he said. "Never know what yer gonna need." He grabbed his vest and threw it over his sleeveless shirt. "What?" He smirked at me.

I shook my head, "You know that's not going to do anything right?"

"Yeah, but it looks cool." He grinned. I chuckled and he pushed me gently. "Shut up Syd." Carl came up from behind us and gave Daryl another bag. "Don't you worry bout yer old man," he told Carl. "I'll keep an eye on him."

Carl and Daryl left to get more bags and I waited for them to come back. "Wasn't this place overrun?" I looked up to see Kira standing beside me, leaning against the van.

"It was," I nodded.

"And you guys cleared it out all by yourselves?" She grinned. "Just the few of you?"

I scratched the back of my neck, thinking of Lori and T-Dog. "There were others."

Her grin fell, "Sorry."

"It's fine, just wish they were still here, you know?"

"Yeah, I know what you mean." she whispered.

I coughed nervously and decided to change the topic. "I never caught your friends name."

"It's Michonne, but don't tell her I told you that." She laughed.

"Ya guys gonna help us?" Daryl asked as he approached us with more bags.

"Uh, nope," I laughed. He rolled his eyes and threw his bag in the back. I turned back to Kira and felt a pair of arms wrap around me, lifting me into the air. "Daryl, stop!" I laughed as he spun me around.

He put me down and I started hitting his chest. He caught my hands and I tried pulling them back, but he wouldn't let go. "Are ya gonna help me now?"

"Oh shut up Dixon," I scoffed. "You're so mean to me." He chuckled and let go of my hands. His hand came up and tucked a stray piece of hair behind my ear. I smiled up at him as his hand lingered on the side of my face.

"How long have you guys been dating?" I jumped back from Daryl and looked at Kira.

"Um-we're not-it's not," I stuttered. Daryl chuckled from beside me and I put my face in my hands, which was probably a deep shade of red.

Daryl pulled me into his side. "Come on Syd, you embarrassed by me?"

"No," I muttered. I dropped my hands and looked at Kira who had a shit eating grin on her face. "I hate you right now."

She raised her hands, "It was just a question."

"I like her," Daryl whispered in my ear. I pushed him away and he chuckled.

"I'm still mad at you," I said, pointing my finger at him.

"You guys ready?" Rick asked as he approached us.

Daryl nodded, "Yup."

I looked around and saw we had six people and only five seats in the van. "Uh Rick."

"What?" He asked.

"We don't have enough space for everyone."

Rick shrugged and smirked at me. "Sit on Daryl's lap." My jaw dropped as he chuckled and climbed into the driver seat.