Our Extinction Event {Daryl Dixon}

Growing Up

"Stay behind us," Daryl looked at Parker, warning her not to do anything stupid. 

"Yeah, no," Parker nodded her head in agreement. "Don't gotta tell me twice." The three ran down the hallway, being interrupted by a hail of bullets. Daryl grabbed Parker and pushed her back around the corner and into a room, protecting her from the bullets. Parker leaned around the door with her gun raised and began shooting at the Saviors. She knew that she would run out of bullets if they continued exchanging shots like this, and she tried to find a solution. 

Then she noticed the fire extinguisher, calling out to Daryl and Rick. Her brother followed her gaze before counting from three on his fingers. When he reached one, Rick shot the fire extinguisher and an explosion of pressurized air sent a white cloud into the air, allowing Daryl and Parker to join Rick on the other side of the hallway. As the Saviors turned the corner, Rick pushed one down the elevator shaft and Parker raised her gun, shooting the remaining Saviors as they ran down the hallway. When they were clear, Parker heard voices below.

"Teams of four! Sweep the offices!"

"Aaron?" Rick shouted, looking around.

"Rick?" He called back from somewhere below.

"We're by  the elevator!" Rick yelled back. It took a lot longer than expected, having everyone clear out the staircase by hand. But once it was done, Aaron ran over, checking to make sure everyone was okay. "Yeah, everyone's alright," Rick nodded, looking between the two who had come up with him. "The guns aren't here though."

"We have enough time to chit-chat later. We need to move," Parker pushed past them all, looking around a corner. In the opposite direction of the stairs. "It's clear." 

"The hell are you goin'?" 

"I need to go grab something," She headed down the hall toward the baby's room Rick had found, and when she walked into the room, she spotted the dead man on the floor. Her father. She stepped around him muttering a quiet apology and that's when she heard the little girl. Awake and kicking in her crib, Parker sighed. Daryl and Rick had left with Aaron, leaving Parker in charge of the baby. Reaching for the baby bag, Parker opened it and stuffed in as many clothes and supplies as she could. 

Once the bag was securely on her shoulder, Parker reached into the crib and picked up the baby. The name on the wall told her that the name was Gracie. "Hello, Gracie.." Parker whispered. "Let's get you out of here, hm? How's that sound?" The baby laughed and Parker walked down the stairs and out of the building. Rick and his team had cleared the yard and Parker headed towards the cars, holding the baby in her arms. Rick turned to her, his eyes instantly finding the baby.

"You went back for her?" He asked, looking down at the now crying baby in her arms.

"Obviously," Parker said back, looking up at him. "I couldn't just leave her there. Do you know.. do you know where Eric is?"

"He was shot," Tobin said quietly, coming up from behind. "She was inside?" Tobin asked in disbelief as he walked over, having heard the baby's cries.

"Yeah, she was," Parker answered with a nod. "I have to make a stop with Rick, and Daryl has his motorcycle. Maybe she could go back with you or Scott?"

"She can go with me," Aaron decided, holding back tears. Parker looked at him with an unsure look.

"Are you sure?"

"I can, uh.. t-take her to the Hilltop," Aaron walked over from his car. Parker couldn't imagine the pain he was going through at that moment. She didn't want him to feel obligated to take care of a baby. Especially if he didn't want to.