Angel (Daryl Dixion x Reader)

~41~

    The day of the meet up, you could tell Rick had come to a decision, and the grim look in his eyes had you vaguely nervous. Not for you, but for Michonne. You sat by Daryl, with Shane on your other side, all of you eating the small ration of oatmeal for breakfast. It was now completely out, and that had only made everyone even more nervous about not being able to scavenge for food. Daryl was itching to get into the woods to hunt for game as well. Rick walks up behind you, and puts a hand on your shoulder that Hershel had finally removed the stitches from. He leans down towards your ear, and you turn your head slightly to hear him. "Finish eating, then you three come talk to me." He says very quietly in your ear before placing a kiss to the scar on your brow from the ax you saved him from. You turn your head a bit more when he pulls back and nod once as you watch him walk out of the prison. Shane glances from Rick's back to you with a raised brow, making you just shake your head, "Eat." You tell your brother as Daryl nudges your leg with his knee. You look over at him, and it was obvious he wanted to know what Rick said too making you fight a smirk, "You too."  You tell him before you finished your oatmeal. When you stand you make eye contact with both Daryl and Shane, jerking your chin towards the door. They nod and follow you outside to find Hershel and Rick already outside waiting for you three.

Rick's gaze set on you, only to look down when you notice his exhaustion and almost grim expression. You cross your arms as you stop a few feet from him, "You've made your decision." You say. Not a question but a statement. Rick nods at you, glancing at Shane as he crosses his arms as well, and then Daryl as he shifts nervously on his feet beside you. "The Governor wants Michonne. N he wants (Y/n) to tell him about what she knows on the Reaper." He tells all of you. You nod, knowing as much. "(Y/n) is the reaper." Hershal states firmly, not liking where this was going. Rick nods over at him, "I don't think he knows that. He said he wanted information. She ain't gotta tell him everything, or the truth for that matter." He says seriously as he glances at you. "You really think he's dumb enough to not eventually put that together?" You ask him flat out. Rick shrugs, "If he dose. We'll deal with it. But he definitely wants Michonne. We had her over, and this all goes away." He says making you scoff and shake your head. "This ain't right, Rick." You state seriously as you eye him. He takes a step towards you, holding your strong gaze, "It's the only way. N no one else knows.." he tells you, then looks at the rest of you. "You gonna tell em?" Daryl asks lowly from beside you. Rick shakes his head a bit, "Not till after." He says as he shifts his stance uncomfortably under Shane's disapproving stare. "We have to do it today. It has to be quiet." Rick adds as he glances back over at Shane who, finally, looks down under Rick's stern gaze.

Daryl sighs, shifting his stand to be closer to you as he eyes you briefly, "You got a plan?" Daryl asks back to Rick. Your twin nods and takes a few more steps toward Daryl, you look over at Shane refusing to look at Rick because you didn't agree. You didn't want to be apart of this. It wasn't right, not at all. "We'll tell her we need to talk. Away from the others." Rick tells Daryl as he watches him process it. Daryl looks at you staring at the ground, then Shane who was watching you, and Hershel who was staring at both Rick and him. Daryl shakes his head as he looks at you, "Just ain't us, man." Daryl tells Rick as he looks him in the eyes again. Your eyes slide to Daryl, completely agreeing until Hershal speaks up. "No. No, it isn't." Hershel says in pure disappointment before he hops off back into the prison. You sigh lightly as you watch him leave, "We do this, we avoid the fight. No one else dies." Rick tells Daryl before looking at you pointedly again. Your brows furrow as you take a step back while shaking your head, not agreeing. But you'd keep your mouth shut, just because you told him you'd back him. If this is what he decides, you'd do it. That didn't mean you had to agree or like it.

Daryl nods a bit, "All right." He says lowly and Rick takes a step back. Daryl glances at you before looking back at your brother. You knew he didn't agree with it either, but you knew Daryl was willing to do it. As long as you didn't get handed over, he'd do whatever it took. Whatever it took to keep you alive. Rick looks at you, Shane, and Daryl. "We need someone else." Rick says towards Daryl who nods a bit. "I'll talk to him." He tells Rick. Rick shakes his head, "No.. I'll do it." He says to Daryl. Daryl shrugs a bit, "I'll go with ya." He suggests. "No." Rick says as he glancing from the walkers through the fence back to him, "Just me". He tells him before nodding at you and Shane both. Walking off without another word to no doubt to go find Merle. "Well that outta go good.." Shane comments sarcastically as soon as Rick is out of ear shot. You fight a smirk and look down with a slight nod. Merle and Rick just about hated each other, so you'd love to be a fly on the wall if they fought. "The hell dose that mean?" Daryl asks defensively. You chuckle at that, "Please- you know how Merle is." You say over to Daryl with a knowing look. He sighs, but still hums in agreement before he looks down. "You good with this, sis?" Shane asks suddenly making Daryl snap his gaze to you.