You and Me (Daryl Dixon x Reader {Ricks Sister})

Chapter 23 - Missing

We were taking all the right precautions now. I was helping hammer boards to windows so that when lights were on after dark we wouldn't draw attention.

I was still putting off asking Daryl if we were gonna move into the house. I figured if anything he would want me to but I don't wanna leave him.

So for now I hammered boards to the house.

After a while, we were done and I was leaning against a tree between the barn and the house before I saw Carl walking up to me.

"Sup, little man."

"Hey.. Did you tell dad?"

"I did not. I was going to but, I didn't. Why?"

"Shane must have told him.."

"You talked to Shane too?" I asked, and he nodded. "Well, what did big man Rick say?"

"He gave me this.. To protect myself and the group with." He said gently, pulling out Dales gun.

"Now you realize what this means, right? You know that's not a toy. You have to be grown up and mature if your gonna carry that."

"I know, aunt y/n. Dad told me, he gave me very, very clear instructions."

"Good." I smiled down at him, before pulling him in for a hug, "I'm proud of you kid."

"Thanks, " he replied, smiling up at me.

"And don't worry, I won't tell Daryl about you snatching his gun. Not yet, anyway." I winked at him, and he smiled, before going off to do whatever that boy did.

Hes growing up so fast..

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I was standing with Rick and Daryl, wishing them luck on their trip while we waited for T-Dog to go get Randal.

Then he came back, saying Randal was gone, and a surge of panic went through me.

"Y/n, get in the house, you stay in there." Daryl said to me in a hushed tone, before him and Rick went out to check for him.

I rushed inside, breaking the news to everyone, and now we were on high alert.

But I'd be damned if Randal was on the loose and I couldn't help find him.

I ran upstairs bathroom, pulling my gun our and checking how much I had left.

I had plenty, plus a mag in my belt. I still also had my blade, so I was good gear wise.

I walked outside, spotting Daryl by the Shed as the rest of the group came out to see what was going on.

Daryl looked at me, "what are you doing? I told ya to stay inside."

"Daryl, respectfully, I'm not going to listen to you. He's dangerous and my nephew and pregnant sister in law are here, I cannot just stay inside shaking in fear. I can handle myself, plus I'll have you with me. I'm not staying."

He chewed on his lip, glancing at Rick, who just shrugged. "If she gets hurt, just fuel us to kill that son of a bitch." Rick told him, nodding at me.

Rick turned to the rest of the group as they all asked questions. "The cuffs are still hooked. He must've slipped 'em."

"Is that possible?" Carol asked in shock.

"Anythings possible when you've got nothing to lose." I muttered.

"The door was secured from the outside." Hershel said as he opened one of the door.

As we all stood there, discussing and trying to figure out what happened, we heard Shane.