Dixon Family Matters

Almost Reunited

            Daryl stood stock still, too shocked to believe what he was seeing. He broke out of his trance when Christian threw himself at his father.

            "Daddy!"

            Pain exploded in Daryl's side and he groaned, falling to his knees.

            "Daddy..." Christian back away, frightened. He had never seen his dad like this before. His dad was invincible! He never got hurt! They were Dixons!

            "It's a'right buddy," Daryl said, reaching out to the five year old, "I'm okay." He pulled the boy against him and held him tightly. "Ya a'right bud? Sophia?"

            Christian nodded and Daryl looked over at the girl. Sophia nodded as well as she walked over and hugged Daryl tightly.

            "Yer both a'right now," Daryl said. He slowly got to his feet, breathing heavily.

            "Are you sure you're okay?" Sophia asked and Daryl nodded.

            "Fine," he said, "Fell earlier, but once we get back ta the farm I'll clean it up."

            "The farm?" Christian asjed.

            "Ya, been stayin' there since we lost ya's."

            "Is my mom there?" Sophia asked.

            "Ya and she's been damn worried 'bout ye," Daryl told her. "Come on, shouldn't keep her waitin' no more."

            He took the kid's hands and led them out of the house. They were walking slowly, both because the kids were exhausted and because the pain in Daryl's side was growing worse.

            "Daddy are you sure yer okay?" Christian asked.

            "Yeah Mr. Daryl, you don't look so good," Sophia added.

            "Ain't no mister," was all Daryl said and kept walking, pulling the children along.

            Finally, after what felt like hours, they broke through the trees.

            "There it is," Daryl and both the children stared at the farm in front of them. "Come on."

            They started walking again, the two kids lagging behind slightly. Now that safety was right in front of them, the exhaustion they had felt over the past few days was almost overwhelming.

            Daryl glanced behind him and saw both kids were practically walking with their eyes closed. He turned back and saw Rick and some of the others running towards him.

            Rick held his gun up.

            "That's the third time you've pointed that thing at my head," Daryl said, "You gonna pulled the trigger or what?"

            Rick lowered the gun, looking relieved.

            "Oh my god," Glenn said, seeing the kids. However, before anyone could say anything more, a shot rang out and Daryl fell.

            "Daddy!"

Alright, I'm still working on my schedule to make sure I have enough time to write and then type. It's slowly coming together.

Thanks so much for reading this chapter and let me know what you think!