To the end and back [daryl Dixon x reader]

Nineteen

Long story short I survived
'Seed'
S3 ep 1

it's been almost 4 months since we found Casey all alone in the woods and so much has changed since then. we've been bouncing around from town to town trying to find somewhere permanent to live, somewhere that has walls or fences or something to keep walkers out. carol and I have been learning from Hershel just in case Lori gives birth and he's not there. I'm the more educated between the two of us so I would be the one to perform the c-section if Hershel wasn't there but that's a big if.

Casey is stood beside me while Daryl, Glenn, Maggie, Carl, and Rick clear this house we've found. Casey is 5 years old, she has bright blonde hair, and freckles littering her cheeks. she looks up at me with her big blue eyes, her brows are furrowed "are we going to stay here tonight?" Casey asks, "I dunno Case" I whisper "do you think Daryl's alright?" Casey has gotten close with Daryl despite his hesitation around the young child staying with us in the first few weeks. Rick whistles and we all begin to walk towards the house. Casey reaches up and grabs my hand as we walk towards the house. Lori waddles towards her husband, she's really pregnant now I'm sure she'll probably give birth in the coming weeks.

we're all gathered around in a living room like space in the house. Daryl is sat next to me with Casey leaning over his leg with her elbows propped up on his thigh while he messes with an owl he found. "What are you gonna do with that owl?" she asks her eyes filled with curiosity "eat it" he replies bluntly, her nose scrunches up in disgust "is it good?" she whispers as her brows furrow together "when you're hungry" I chuckle at his response. Carl walks into the room and places two cans of dog food he's found on the floor in front of him. on the road food is scarce so we eat whatever the hell we can find. he pulls a can opener out of his bag and begins to open up one of the cans. Rick walks over to his son and picks the can up off of the ground, Carl looks up at Rick with his brows furrowed together. rick tosses the can angrily which makes Daryl look up from the bird in his hands. Rick looks like he's about to say something when T-dog brings our attention to a small herd of walkers stumbling their way towards the house. we all grab up our weapons and the things we brought in before running out a back door. I kneel down in front of Casey and bring my pointer finger up my lips. she nods and repeats the motion to me before we run out the back door. I throw the stuff I brought in into the back of Shane's old car that is now Maggie and Glenns car before walking over to the passenger side door. I open up the door and get in before letting Casey hop up into my lap and closing the door. Hershel and Maggie get into the back seat while Glenn gets in the front and starts up the car.

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Casey is sat in my lap with her head pressed against my chest as she snored soundly. there are some pieces of her hair that is stuck to her forehead. I run my hand over her hair pushing her hair off of her forehead. I was finally getting used to the whole taking care of a child thing, yeah, I took care of carl and the other kids that were a part of our group, but I was able to give them back at the end of the day. there aren't any parents to give Casey back to Daryl and I have taken that responsibility. we take care of putting her to sleep getting clothes for her, feeding her, and making sure she gets to grow up just like any other kid would that wasn't in the middle of the apocalypse.

I lean my head down a bit and press a kiss to her forehead. I look up to see Glenn smiling before he quickly looks back at the road. Casey has taken a liking to Glenn and Maggie as well calling them aunt Maggie and Uncle Glenn. we didn't tell her to call them that she just started calling them that and who are we to tell her not to, we are like a big family anyways. Caseys eyes pop open when we hit a big bump in the road. she gasps as she sits up straight, she turns herself towards the window watching as the trees and other things quickly pass by. "Uncle Glenn" she whispers as she presses her left hand against the glass. "Yeah bug?" he replies back with a nickname he came up for her when he found out about her love for any type of bug. "Where are we going?"