Angel Wings || Daryl Dixon Love Story ||

In An Angel's Arms

The picture on the right is what Whitney looks like :3

I brought her into my arms as she cried hysterically on my chest. "I thought you were goner." she sobbed.

"Thought you were too." I began to choke up, stroking my hand through her hair."Your hair.."

"Some walker grabbed me by the hair. Lenny cut it off so I could live. That man saved my life countless times."

I looked up at the big man standing before me. He had the same look on his face as Daryl, emotionless.

"Thank you so much for bring her back to me." I cried, holding Whitney still in my arms.

"My pleasure. She a great lil' girl ehr I mean young woman. She told me it was her birthday last week." he smiled in an unusual way.

I turned to my sister who had her brows and lips drawn to a thin line. "I'm tired, Abbey." Was the only thing that came out of her mouth.

"Let's go back. Been a long day." Daryl placed a hand on my back, leading us towards the prison. Lenny walked to Daryl's far left while I was in his right arm and Whitney was on my right hip. I was still holding her tightly, close to my body.

The walk back was full of silence, no one wanted to say a thing. Carl, Tyreese, and Maggie were now on duty, looking at us heading their way.

We rushed in as the open the gates for us, looking closely at our two new guest.

"Who are these people?" Carl's eyebrows rose down.

"This is my sister, Whitney." I nudged to my frightened sister.

"This is Lenny Scotts." Daryl nods over to the man behind him. "He saved Whitney's life."

"I'll get Rick." Maggie sighs heading towards the building.

"No, don't worry about it." I place my hand on her shoulder, leading the other three inside.

Rick is inside holding Judith, sitting down with Hershel, Beth, and Glenn. The guy never seems to get any sleep because he's always up when I'm up. He looks up at me.

"Hey." I smile. I must look like a mess to everyone. I've been drenched in zombie guts and rain. What a day.

"I had to tell Daryl where you were. Guy nearly killed me." Rick said.

I looked at Daryl with a caring smile. "Figured that's what happened."

Rick finally noticed the addition two, rising up from his seat. "Who are these people?" he asked.

"Well...this is the person I lost. Daryl found her. This is my sister, Whitney." I explain, holding Whitney in my arms still.

"Name's Lenny Scotts." Lenny steps forward, holding out his hand. Rick shakes it awkwardly, trying to balance Judith in his arms. Beth comes up and takes her from him, without a word.

"Nice to meet you. You saved Whitney I'm guessing?" Rick questions with his hands on his hips and his head tilted.

"Mhmm. Ran smack dab into me. Was escapin' from a bunch a wack jobs. Told me she missin' her sister who might 'ave got away. Ended up running right in ta yer pal, Daryl 'ere." he exclaimed, patting Daryl's back.

"Well welcome." Rick said with a welcoming smile. "I can have Daryl and Abbey show you a room of your own, if ya'd like."

"That outta be great." Lenny nodded as Daryl and I led them to the bottom cells.

"Lenny?" I said, standing in front of the cell. "You can sleep here."

"Here." Daryl reached over to help Lenny with his bag but Lenny snapped, pulling it close to him.