The Apocalypse Witch || Daryl Dixon

Couple on the road

It's been months since I uploaded a new chapter for this story but I always seem to find myself with writer's block and am unable to come up with new ideas. If anyone has any suggestions, please comment! I'm curious about what you all could come up with.

It was time for Ana and Daryl to leave the comforts of the manor and go out to seek others who may need help. Ana had decided to bring one of her bags with an expansion charm on it, so they didn't have to hold more than they could carry. It was always best to travel light, you never know what or who you may run into. Daryl had suggested that they bring the RV to transport those they picked up, back to the manor.

"We'll go riding, don't worry baby" Daryl chuckled at the pout on his girl's face as she watched the pack reload the motorcycles under the RV.

"Fine" She huffs and smiles as her mate pulls her against him, a purr rumbling through her chest at the heat radiating from him.

"You two make me sick" Andrea laughed before walking towards her sister, leaving the couple amused.

"Maybe she'll find someone one day" Ana whispered, earning a chuckle from her mate. He then pressed a soft kiss to her forehead before grabbing her hand and pulling her towards the RV.

They were looking forward to the trip, as it had been a while since they had spent time outside with each other without other members of the pack. They both adored every member of the pack, especially Ana who could feel the bond she held with them deep in her magical core but every mated couple needed their time alone and it's extremely difficult to have that privilege when the world has gone to shit. Luckily they have a safe place to live and even though both she and Daryl would love to spend most of their time in their bedroom, there are still people out there who are in trouble and need all the help they could get.

The couple soon set off on their journey with no destination in mind, Music was playing quietly in the background and they sat in comfortable silence as Daryl drove them away from the comfort of Peverell Manor and out into the dangerous world of the Walking Dead. The silence allowed Ana to think over a certain conversation she had with Mortem, one that was constantly on her mind and often kept her up at night.

Throwback -

"Ana, we need to talk" Mortem's voice echoed through the shadows before he stepped out of the darkness that was in the corner of the room.

Ana looked over from her vanity and smiled, only for her eyebrows to furrow when she noticed the serious expression on his face. She stood up and sat on the end of her and Daryl's bed, patting beside her. Mortem moved to sit down, his lips twitching ever so slightly into a smile before sighing with a tired look in his eye.

"What's wrong, old friend?"

"Are you aware what your bond means... For Daryl I mean?" The question caught her off guard and she felt nervous butterflies flutter in her stomach as she had a feeling about what he meant. Seeing the look on her face, Mortem grabbed her hands in his, giving them a little squeeze before speaking softly. "He is your mate and that means he'll be with you forever. You shall never know the pain of losing your other half, which is why the moment you two completed the bond, he became immortal like you"

"Yeah... I figured as much" She murmured as she ran her hands down her face. Don't get her wrong, she was happy that she'd never have to live another second without her mate but she was petrified to tell him. What if he didn't want this? What if he wanted to grow old and die like normal people? All those thoughts were playing in her head, distracting her to the point she hadn't noticed the nervous expression on Mortem's face.

"There's more..." Ana let out a groan and flopped back onto the mattress, earning a soft chuckle from the deity before he laid back beside her. "You have a special bond with the pack... and not only as your servant but your friend, I'm here to tell you that they have a choice"