Fighting for our Future {TWD Daryl Dixon}

53: I Just Wanted Cereal

A/N: I just wanted to remind everyone that there is now going to be a time jump. My reasons for doing a biggish time jump like this make sense to me even though in the show there was no time jump,. So while reading this chapter try to keep that in mind. I'm obviously going to mention the time jump in a few different ways during the chapter, but I thought a warning reminder might be appreciated. If you don't understand why I did this, you'll have all your answers soon enough. 

3 1/2 Months later:

We have now lived within the walls of Alexandria for almost four months. Everything was going well. I was starting to teach some of our community how to protect themselves, alongside Rosita, but I've recently become way too pregnant to do so. 

Sebastian, Sophia and I finally got our small matching tattoos after Jessie stopped avoiding me, from killing her husband. The kids decided that we should all get the Deathly Hallows symbol tattooed on us since reading the Harry Potter books was the first thing we all bonded over as a family. Our tattoos aren't fully matching though. Yes we have the same symbol but Soph had the fun idea to put all of our house colors onto the tattoo as well. And since Our houses are different, we each have a different color to go along with our deathly hallows tattoo. Sophia has yellow for Hufflepuff. Seb has red for Gryffindor. Mine has some blue on it for Ravenclaw.  But besides the small bit of color, we're all matching with our tattoos on our wrists.

It's become hard for me to do almost anything. Even walking is a challenge some days because of the Dixon twins I have been growing inside of me. I know they're close to popping out of me. Hell, they may even kick their way out of me. The way they've been kicking me lately is as if I'm a geek trying to eat them, instead of being their mother. At least I know they have the strength of their Daddy.

Dad still hasn't allowed Daryl to leave to go on recruiting missions. We still haven't found that bad group that Daryl, Aaron, and Morgan ran into that carve W's into people's heads and dismember them. I hope we find them soon so that we don't need to worry about them anymore. But I also hope we don't see them, because I'm afraid of the damage they may cause If we do.

You may remember that I said everything was going well. Was. Past tense.

Dad and Morgan came back from a run yesterday and saw a massive horde that Is caged in by semi trucks. If they get free, the horde is big enough to wipe out our entire community. We are now sitting together as one big group, discussing how we're going to take care of the horde before it permanently takes care of us.

"My team. We saw it early on." Heath started speaking. "Back when we were on one of those first scouts, finding out what was around here. There was a camp at the bottom. The people, they must have blocked the exits with one of those trucks back when everything started to go bad. They didn't make it. They were all roamers. Maybe a dozen of them."

"No one's been back since?" Maggie asked him.

Heath shook his head. "DC... Every town worth scavenging are all in the other direction." He explained while fiddling with his hands. "And I never really felt like having a picnic next to the camp that ate itself."

"So all the while the walkers have been drawn by the sound." Michonne spoke up. "And they're making more sound and they're drawing more in."

"And here we are."  Dad added while putting a hand on his hip. "Now what I'm proposing, I know it sounds risky, but walkers are already slipping through the exits. One of the trucks keeping the walkers in could go off the edge any day now. Maybe after one more hard rain. That exit sends them East. All of them. Right at us." Dad paused and looked around the room to see everyones horrified faces. "This isn't about if it gives, it's when. It's gonna happen. That's why we have to do this soon."