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After Rick Died Daryl and I refused to believe he died

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After Rick Died Daryl and I refused to believe he died. We would look for him for years, but over the years the search became to painful. 

I truly believed that Rick was gone. I told Daryl that we should stop. But he refused. So I lived at Hilltop. And I would go visit him when I knew he needed it. 

Maggie left. Before she did, she told me that she wasn't trying to be selfish, she needed it. and I told her that I understood. That she did not need to apologized to me. 

After Maggie left it wasn't long till I heard Dylan left. I knew he wasn't ten years old any more. But I was still worried about him. Rick was really important to him. After he died, Dylan lost all happiness he had. 

I wanted to help him, but every time I tried he told me that he was fine and that I didn't need to worry about him. 

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I grabbed my things and was headed to Daryl's mountain. 

Once I got there I noticed, that they were more traps. 

Daryl? I called. 

I started hearing barking. I saw a dog ran out of Daryl's tent. I was suspired to see a dog. 

Dog! I heard Daryl yell. 

I turned and saw my husband.  His hair got longer, but he looked more tired. 

What are you doing here? Daryl asked. 

What I can't come and check on my husband? I asked. 

You can, I just don't see why, I'm fine out here. Daryl said. 

Well than I just miss you. Is that a crime? I asked. 

No. Daryl said. 

Later that night I forced Daryl to let him give him a hair cut. 

He was sitting while I was cutting his hair. 

Jeez women, you mind keeping those scissors away form my face. Daryl said. 

You mind keeping your mouth shut when I'm cutting hair. I said. 

Yes ma'am. Daryl said. 

Once I was done Daryl and I were eating by the fire. 

So when did you get a dog? I asked. 

I found him. Daryl said. 

Okay. And his name is dog? I asked. 

You got a problem with that? Daryl asked. 

No, I think Dog is a great name. I said as Daryl laughed. 

Your such a bad liar. Daryl said. 

You know I missed that laugh. I don't get to hear as much, but it's good to hear it. I said. 

Daryl than caressed my cheek. He pulled me into a kiss, Daryl than put me into his lap. 

We broke away from the kiss and he just staired at me. 

Every time I look at you, you always some how get more beautiful. Daryl said. 

I smiled, and brought him into a kiss. He lifted me up while I wrapped my legs around his waists as he took me into his tent. 

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The next few days Daryl and I stayed at the mountain, it was nice. Being their with him. But as nice as it was. I knew I was needed back at the Hilltop.

Before I left Daryl hugged me. 

Are you sure you don't want to come? I mean they really don't mind. I said. 

Nah. I like it here. Daryl said. 

Well, just promise me that you will visit more. I said. 

Daryl than kissed my forehead. 

I promise. Daryl said. 



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