Imagines / one shots for TWD

12- Rick Grimes

The purple marks on both of my knees are a constant reminder of that night. The feeling of the sharp stones digging into my skin still imprinted upon them. I will never forget Maggie's pained screams coming from beside me, so loud it left my ears ringing for days. Despite it all, not one tear had left my eyes that night. Number one, those 'saviours' don't deserve them, number two I just couldn't. The pain and fear which I had experienced that night was too great for me to even begin to process it.

Many people were left traumatised , upset , some even depressed. Me... I was none of those things. All that night achieved was igniting the already burning fire inside of me. Now, rage and anger consumed me. And all I wanted was to get my revenge on that evil bastard.

However, to my dislike, I couldn't go out on a quest to seek revenge. As Rick's girlfriend I had a duty to Alexandria and its people. I had to do everything in my power to protect it, even if that meant I would stay on guard by my post on the front gate.

It's been two days and I have not left or taken a break except to go to the bathroom. Thankfully Carl has brought me some food here and there to keep me going and potentially stop me from passing out from not only the heat but also exhaustion. And since coffee wasn't a thing anymore, I had to fight to stay awake.

Rick's visits the past few days have been little and brief. But I understand , he's got a pile of shit o deal with ( Negan and his saviours). He's tried to get me come home, sleep , rest and process what happened. But I refuse to leave. I will not sacrifice the well being of Alexandria for my own needs. And although Sasha and Aaron have offered to switch places with me for a couple of hours, I have also refused them.

It was nearly night when to my surprise Daryl climbed up to see me. At first I was confused as to why he had come up, I mean sure we had talked a couple of times, but he is the last person I would expect up here.

"You alright D?" I ask quietly as he comes closer towards me. " yeh, I'll put it to you straight, you either come down willingly or I force you down" he says "Daryl, you ain't gonna get me come down so I suggest you leave instead of wasting your time up here with me." I say.

"Alright then, don't say I didn't warn ya" he says sternly as he charges towards me, my head tilts sideways in confusion, but before I have a chance to say anything he throws me over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes.

"What the fuck are you doing Dixon, put me down" I say sternly but he ignores me. Next thing I know he shouts "Incoming!" and throws me over the railing

A small scream escapes my lips, as the cold autumn air whips past my ears. As I fall to the ground, I make out a tall figure standing below me with its arms outstretched. I quickly near the ground, but a pair of strong muscular arms catch me before I hit the floor.

"Holy shit Rick, are you fucking mad?" I yell out trying to get out of his arms but ultimately failing miserably as his grip on my body tightens. I cross my arms in stubbornness but the further we walk towards our house the more I lean into Rick's comforting scent. The dull ache in my bones now amplifies more and more and I relax into his welcoming embrace.

When we reach the house, the lights are already turned on, causing my eyes to quint as they try to adjust to the brightness. Rick sets me down on a stool in the kitchen , as he walks around the counter pulling out some spaghetti that he probably made earlier.

I'm fuming, not only did get Daryl to throw me across the railing but he also took me away from my post. So in my stubbornness, because of course no one tells me what to do , I get up from the stool and make my away towards the front door. Before I get a chance to press the door handle Rick grabs my wrists and holds them behind my back , restricting me of any movement. "Damn you Rick" I say angrily.

" I will be damned if I let you go out there, and become more exhausted than you already are, it's a miracle you haven't passed out already as it is. You might think that you're protecting Alexandria but harming your health by not sleeping and not eating is only putting it into more danger. So it's fine, I'll be the bad guy if it means that you get some rest and food tonight." rick says in a slightly annoyed yet caring voice. I could tell that he meant well , and I could see I had been in the wrong, yet I just couldn't bear the feeling of not being useful.

"You're right, will you let go of me now?" I ask. "Will you promise me that you won't run away?" he asks back. "Yes love I promise" I say softly. He lets got of my wrists and I turn around, pulling him into a warm hug as I wrap my hands around his torse , he wraps one of his around my shoulders and another holds my head. "It's all gonna be okay sweetheart" he says lovingly in an attempt to soothe the thoughts of the Saviours in my head. "I hope so love I really do" I say sighing contently and not letting go of him. He places a soft kiss on my head before I look at him and he places a loving one on my lips.

After we had eaten, we made our way to the bedroom, I was so tired I could barely stand up, and Rick had to carry me. He places me gently on our bed before joining me. He pulls me on top of him in his soft embrace, my head resting on his chest allowing me to hear his heartbeat. With his arms wrapped safely around me, sleep quickly overcomes me.

A/n: Another mid one, but it is wha it is :)