Our Extinction Event {Daryl Dixon}

Broken Glass

Parker wrapped her arms around Daryl's waist, and he started the engine. She tightened her grip on him, and they headed out the front gates of the Sanctuary. Sitting on the back of Daryl's motorcycle was a feeling Parker was already used to. And also one she was much more comfortable with. It was also a much faster way of travel compared to horses.

They traveled along one of the roads that had been mostly secured by the communities, connecting each of them, and when they reached the broken bridge with cones marking the danger zones, they passed Jerry on his horse.

"Clear to the rally point, my dudes." Jerry relayed to them as they slowly passed by him on a bridge. "See you on the flip," Parker gave him a nod as they continued past, speeding up. Jerry's intel was mostly true, minus a few roamers here and there on the side of the road that most likely came through afterwards. But nothing that got in the way of where they needed to go.

They met up with their group, Rick, Michonne, Carol, Maggie, Ezekiel, Gabriel, and a few others, heading towards the city. It was Daryl's idea to check out the nearby city, but it was Maggie who had proposed visiting the museum to find pre-industrial tools that could be used for her own future plans that involved Hilltop. Without modern technology, they were forced to make do with what they had, and that required hard-to-find solutions. Such as robbing a museum.

Heading into the city, Parker placed a hand on her knife. They had run out of ammo in the last few months, and since Eugene was in no position to create more, they were turning to their melee weapons and things that didn't use bullets. Ezekiel had given her a bow, which Carol taught her how to use whenever Parker visited the Kingdom. And then other times, Daryl gave her lessons. But he and Carol, combined, though a rare occurrence, was a horrible one.

As they stopped in front of the museum, everyone arrived minutes after one another. Parker got off Daryl's motorcycle and went to greet her brother. Something that had become less often than it used to ever since she and Daryl took over the leadership role at the Sanctuary.

Since Negan's defeat, Rick had shaved down his hair and grown out his beard, and when Parker questioned where the decision to do so had come from when she'd first seen the change, Rick responded that he wanted to change his appearance because Carl had mentioned it before he passed. He thought that by doing so, it would help to achieve his son's goal.

"Hey," She said as she pulled him into a hug. "How's Judith?"

"She's alright," Rick answered, hugging her back. "How are Alexander and Juniper?"

"They're good," She answered with a smile as they pulled apart. "Yeah, no. Actually, we got Juniper to say her first word. Daryl actually taught it to her this morning."

"Who won your bet?" Rick asked as Daryl joined them at the base of the stairs to the museum. Parker looked at him intently.

"Do you want to tell him what our daughter's first word was?"

"Shit," Daryl whispered, closing his eyes as a look of disappointment crossed his face.

"What?" Rick raised a confused eyebrow at the two. His signature look, which you'd think he'd have finally lost after all this time. "Are you going to tell me or am I going to have to guess?"

"It was literally the word 'shit,'" Parker clarified for him, nudging Daryls arm with her own. "Daryl was trying to get her to say 'Dad,' but she said 'Shit' after he swore when she almost fell off him." Rick laughed, shaking his head in amusement, and Michonne chuckled to herself as she waited at the doors.

"It ain't funny."

"I'm not surprised."

"You can tell she's a Dixon," Parker added, with a smile that was directed at Daryl. Daryl hit Parker's hat off her head.