The Quarry
Groups PovWhen the group got back to the quarry, everyone was quick to greet them, asking how they got out of the city. Morales explained they had help from the new guy. Everyone was confused and a little curious as to who helped their friends. Shane's head lifted up to see who this new guy was, but he wasn't expecting to see the man he called his best friend to be standing there alive. "Dad!" Everyone looked at the little boy running towards Rick.
Lori went to run after him, looking up in complete shock. Then her eyes landed on Shane. He told her Rick was dead. These past few months in hell, she's been thinking her husband was dead. Rick had his son wrapped in his arm, the odds of him finding his family had been slim, but here he was; he had his son wrapped in his arms and he was walking towards his wife. The last time they had spoken, they had a fight, and then he was shot.
That night, they all sat around the fire, besides the Peltier family, they sat by their own fire. Rick told his story of how he woke up in the hospital and how he made it to Atlanta. Then, when someone asked about yn and Merle, the ones who were there explained what happened. "Yn told me to go after I dropped the key. She wasn't going to leave Merle there alone," T-Dog said. He put his head down, guilt racking through his body for not only dropping the key but for leaving yn there as well.
"Daryl isn't going to be too happy when he gets back from his hunting trip. Have you thought about what we're going to tell him?" Dale asked. "We could lie," Amy suggested. Andrea shook her head, "Lying will only make things worse. We just tell him the truth. Merle was out of control. Rick and yn took care of it," she said. She looked at Lori next, "Your husband did the right thing." Lori gave her a small smile and leaned her head on Rick's shoulder.
They talked a little while longer before everyone went to their tents, besides Shane, he went on top of the RV to keep watch. He was happy his best friend was alive, but he had caught feelings for Lori in the past couple of months. He's always liked her, but never let those kinds of feelings surface. He was happy his best friend was alive, but he wasn't happy he would have to give up Lori. He stayed on top of the RV and stared at the tent where Rick, Lori, and Carl were.
The next morning, everyone was up early. A few of the men were stripping the car Glenn had driven back. Some of the women were cooking and doing laundry. Carol had washed Rick's uniform and was ironing it when Rick walked out into the camp. He was feeling guilty about leaving yn and Merle on that roof. He wanted to go back. Something had to be wrong if they were back already. He was talking to Lori about it when the kids screamed.
When the adults ran towards them, they came to find a walker on its knees hovering over a deer. The woman grabbed their children and ushered them out of there while the men took care of it. Only a few minutes after Dale cut the walker's head off with a shovel, a rustling came from the brush. They readied themselves. Shane stepped forward, rifle raised. They only relaxed when Daryl Dixon came out of the brush instead of a walker.
Telling Daryl about his brother went as expected, as everyone thought. He wasn't happy; he was pissed. He kept looking around but his eyes couldn't find her. A part of him wanted to take it out on her, blaming yn for this happening, but he was also confused and maybe a little worried that he couldn't find her. Seeing her again after so long stirred feelings up, he swore he would never let out.
"She stayed behind." His eyes snapped back to T-Dog. "She told me to go, and she would get Merle, and they would come back to camp," T-Dog explained. Daryl closed his eyes, and the emotions were becoming too much. "Well, that didn't work out, did it! Just tell me where they are so I can go get 'em."
"He'll show you. Isn't that right?" Lori said from the RV door. She wasn't all took happy that her husband wanted to go on a suicide mission to save a man that wasn't worth saving in her opinion. Yn was strong and knew how to fight, Lori was sure she could protect herself. She did it all that time before Glenn found her. She thought her husband was dead, and by some miracle, he showed up alive. Now he wanted to leave again. She was upset and angry about that.
Rick, Glenn, and T-Dog were going back to the city with Daryl to get his brother and yn. While they got ready, Shane was trying to convince Rick that it wasn't worth it. Nothing he did or said would change his mind, though. They borrowed bolt cutters from Dale, got in the truck Rick used to get everyone out of the city, and headed back there to save Merle and Yn. Hopefully, they weren't too late.
YN
I don't know how long I was out for, but when I woke up, my head was pounding, and Merle was gone. The only thing he had left behind was his hand. The fucker just couldn't wait for me to get back and when I did get back he rushed me and knocked me out. Never again will I put my life on the line for Merle fucking Dixon. I should have let the walkers have his selfish ass.
I sat back against the wall looking at the blood on the ground and Merle's severed hand. My head was throbbing when I woke up and when I reached my hand up to touch the back of it, I pulled back to see blood on my fingers. I probably had a concussion from how hard he slammed my head against the wall. I knew I wouldn't make it back to the quarry with how light headed and nauseous I was, so I just stayed still.
Night turned into early morning and then late morning. The sun was getting hot and it made it so much worse that I was up on a roof. I was hungry and thirsty. I couldn't solve my hunger problem but I could solve my thirst problem. I had a bottle of water in my bag so I pulled that out and took a few small sips. As the morning turned into early afternoon the temperatures got hotter. I tried to stand up slowly but a wave of dizziness hit me and I sat right back down. "Fucking hell."
I wanted to get over to the shade where it would be a little cooler. So instead of standing up, I crawled over. It wouldn't last long, the shade, it would be gone the later in the afternoon it got. But it would be nice until then. I don't know how long I sat there, eyes closed, drifting in and out of sleep, but I was wide awake when I heard the chain on the door rustle then a voice yell, "Merle!"
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A Broken World
FanfictionDaryl Dixon x Reader DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE WALKING DEAD OR ITS CHARACTERS. I ONLY OWN MY CHARACTERS AND SOME OF THE PLOT AND DIALOUG I MAKE UP! They did everything together. One day they get into a fight where words are said. Words that will...