(Set at Hershel's farm in season 2)
Warning: Some cussing. Ages 13+
Summary: You are new to the group. You were reunited with Daryl who just happened to be in this group.
You had just met a man named Rick in the woods. He was taking you back to his group at some farm. He said it belong to a man named Hershel. "Hey, Daryl! I got someone you need to meet." A stocky redneck started walking towards you. The name was a red flag for you. "I don't need to meet nobo-."He stopped mid sentence when he saw you. You knew that voice anywhere. "Y/n?!" He Threw his crossbow off of his shoulder and ran. You jumped in his arms while he spun you around. "Oh my God! Daryl, I thought I would never see you again!" Rick was still confused. Daryl gently set you down "Rick, this is my sister, Y/n Dixon." You were still hanging onto his arm while you walked to the farm.
You met everyone at the farm. Daryl was taking you back to his tent. "So...I'm staying in your tent?" He scoffed. "You think I'd let you sleep anywhere else?" You laughed and sat down. "Night, Dare Dare." He took off his boots and laid down next to you. "Night sissy." You had nicknames for each other since you were little. "I need to talk to you on the morning. You know, about what happened with everything." He nodded and snuggled into your back. You had always been really close to Daryl. "Night."
So short but so cute! Sorry they are so short. So long for now my cuppycakes!
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