Loud Silence Daryl x deaf reader

34. Yellow jacket

"Hmm... Smells to me like the Sawhatchee Creek." Merle says to no one even if his brother is right there.

The brothers have been walking in the woods almost the whole morning. Daryl was still trying to convince his brother to come back to the prison with him.

"We didn't go west enough. There's a river down there, it's got to be the Yellow Jacket."

"You have a stroke, boy? We ain't never even come close to Yellow Jacket."

"We didn't go west. Just a little bit south. That's what I think." Daryl retorts back

"Know what I think? I may have lost my hand, but you lost your sense of direction."

Daryl just rolls his eyes at him.

"What do you want to bet?"

"I don't want to bet nothing. It's just a body of water. Why's everything got to be a competition with you?"

Daryl stops hearing something. A cry.

"Whoa, whoa. Take it easy, little brother. Just trying to have a little fun here. No need to get your panties all in a bundle."

"You hear that?"

Whaaa!

"Yeah, wild animals getting wild."

"Nah sound like a baby."

Merle has a frown on his face looking at his brother like an idiot.

"Oh, come on. Why don't you just piss in my ear and tell me it's raining, too? That there's the sound of a couple of coons making love, sweet love. Know what I mean?"

Daryl walks past him going towards the sound, Merle following after him.

Coming up to an opening the brothers see a bridge, and on that bridge was two guys fighting off walkers, and the sounds of a baby crying.

Merle yells for them to jump, but Daryl gives him a stern look. "What?"

Merle strats sprouting out some stuff about his policy but Daryl is quick to run up on the bridge.

When he gets on top of the bridge a walker almost takes a bite out of one of the guys legs but Daryl's shoots it saving his life.

Daryl, and the two guys starts taking out the walkers around them. He sees the car catching a women and a baby in his line of sight taking out the walkers on top of the car.

Daryl drags the walker who was in the back of the car trying to brag the woman bashing it's head in by closing the trunk door.

Merle just sits back not helping his brother.

The man starts speaking Spanish to Daryl, but he doesn't understand. It reminded him of you. He takes out the last walker kicking it off the bridge.

Merle starts walking over to the back of the car opening it.

"The least they can do is give us an enchilada or something, huh? Easy does it, señorita. Everything's gonna be fine."

Daryl looks at the man and back to Merle not knowing what to do. He thought about what you would do, of course help these people, but he was gonna deal with his brother himself.

Walking over to where Merle is he points his crossbow onto merles back. "Get outta the car."

"I know you're not talking to me, brother."

Daryl's yells at the men to get in the car and go. Still pointing his crossbow at Merles face with a pissed off look.

Daryl puts down his crossbow walking away from Merle picking up his arrows. Walking past a sign saying yellow jacket creek.