Dixons Angels/ON HOLD

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The picture above is Ally at her age (14) Enjoy!!

Ally's pov
I laid in my cell, staring at the ceiling. They never exactly told me how my mother got shot, but Carl had said it was an adult. He lied to me, momma always said to never feel. Feelings got you hurt. And getting hurt today can get you killed. As I sat in my cell pondering what to do about my feelings for Carl, I peeked up to see a shadow of a figure wearing a hat. "Get out Grimes." I hissed. He stepped into my cell, coming more into view.

"You know it was an accident Al."

"That my pet name now?" I scoffed at him. A ghost of a smile played at his lips, but was gone as soon as it came. I smiled at the thought of me having the power to make, the Carl Grimes, smile.

Shit what am I thinking? I can't do this! This goes against how I was raised. Through the silence that had settled between us, he suddenly smirked. "You're just like Dixon." The name sounded familiar, but I couldn't place it anywhere. "What you mean the redneck asshole that called my mom angel? They clearly know each other. Dixon probably knows my...dad. He's the only one to ever call her angel."

Just then Lori, Carl's mom walked by. "How you settling in Ally?" "It's ok. My mom is feeling better which is good. Have you seen her?"

"Think she went huntin. She should be back soon. I nodded gratefully as she smiled and continued walking downstairs. She was VERY pregnant.

"So...I have to go on watch. You wanna join me?" Carl asked hesitantly. I thought about it before nodding slightly, getting of my bed and following him to the guard tower. We sat there for hours talking about life before this. Our dreams our aspirations. It was nice. It was normal.
Just then Maggie came in with Glenn.

"Rotations." Glenn said simply. We nodded, excusing ourselves from the guard tower and walking through the cell block into the field. The warm air felt good on my skin. I looked to Carl to see he was looking at me. I averted his gaze, embarrassed. He gently tilted my chin up to look him in the eyes. And then he did something I thought would never happen to me. I got kissed. But I surprised myself even more.

Because I kissed back.

Angelica's pov

I followed the well covered tracks Dixon left until I came to a clearing in the forest. I peered around, my eyes staying alert for any sign of anything.

"Hell are ye' doin' out here?" I low southern drawl called from behind me. "Daryl. We can't just...ignore the fact that I'm here. That you're here. That our daughter is here!"

He was silent before speaking. "She really mine?" I scoffed. "Daryl what do you think! Of course she's yours." I spat. "Haven't let anyone in since you." I whispered sadly. I averted my gaze to the ground, but when I looked back into those familiar Dixon eyes, I knew what he was feeling. I could read this man like a book. I could almost swear for a second there was remorse. But suddenly, his walls came back up and no emotion could be found. His normal scowl came back on his face.

"So 'er names Ally?" He asked quietly as we made our way through the woods aimlessly. "Yeah." I said in the same tone.

"She 14?" He asked.

"Yeah. Should be fifteen soon. August 14th." I said, a ghost of a smile playing at my lips at the thought of my daughters birth.

"She's beautiful. Got yer wavy dark hair." He mumbled awkwardly. I had to admit even though this man had broken me, he made me who I am. He tore down all of my walls. He built me up. And I would be lying if I said I didn't have feelings for him anymore. At the same token, he was the reason I was broken. Sure, my past of abuse had not made it easy to trust, but once I trusted him, once I loved him, it was as if I could trust again. And that ended when he left me.

We suddenly approached a clearing, revealing the safe gates of the prison. We walked back through the gates and into the cellblock. Ally came and greeted me with a hug. I greeted everyone else and grabbed myself some squirrel from the previous night. I made my way to Maggie's cell, the eldest Greene daughter who I had grown close with over the few days I was here. A woman Carol wasn't so fond of me, Rick was ok, Carl was intimidated by me but definitely had taken a liking to Ally, there was Beth who was quiet but sweet, Glenn who acted as a brother to me in the short time we met, and of course, there was Dixon. I didn't know where we stood anymore. I needed to talk to someone. I needed to talk to Maggie. I approached her cell, asking to talk.

"Come on in Ang." She greeted in her southern accent. I took a seat next to her. "I have somethin tha' has been bothering me for a while.. But please don't tell no one else."
"Erything ok?" She asked, becoming slightly concerned.

I took a deep breath and said it; Daryl is Ally's father." I said quietly.

"Oh...that's..oh." Was all Maggie could muster out.

"He left when he found out I was pregnant he just wasn't ready for a kid. This is the first time I have seen him since. End of the damn world I run into my ex." I grumble the last part. Maggie smiles sweetly, "I seen the way Daryl looked at you since he carried you in here when you were shot. He still cares. More than he lets on. Just give him time."

I nodded agreeing.

"Maggie?" I asked hesitantly.

She made eye contact with me, acknowledging me.

"I-I think I'm still in love with Daryl Dixon."

A/N update soon! I don't really know what to write right now because I really want to just get to the exciting parts that I have plans for.

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