Never Make A Promise (TWD/ Daryl Dixon FanFic)

Nightmere Of Getting Out Of Bed

Jamie's pov:
Why is it so dark? Oh My God! where is Daryl? "Daryl!" Great! perfect time to not make any noise Jamie....

Up ahead I could see a figure. "Daryl?" I'm suddenly being floated towards the figure. I try to fight the force but it useless.

When I got closer and the figure turned around my mouth opened in a gasp but Nothing came out "Pete?" I asked in shock, still nothing.... "Oh My God Pete!" Pete was my 'deceased' brother.

I watched him with my own eyes, being torn apart by those... things. But how is he here, with me, now?

Am I.... dead?

Of course, the bullet, the deer. Its all coming back to me. Oh God Daryl! I can't imagine what he's going through. what he's going through? I bet he doesn't even care, I wouldnt be surprised if he was glad I was gone.

Wait.... what's that? "I'm sorry this happened to ya"

It's Daryl! I felt so giddy "oh god Daryl!" still nothing. I could hear him though, he was.... talking to me. which means I'm not dead! and he cares about me, he actually cares about me! But what was he talking about?

Daryl's pov:

"I'm sorry this happened to ya. Ye probably gonna hate me when ye wake up but I promise to never leave you again" I sniffed, taking her cold hand in mine.

"I promise...." "mmmh" I looked at Jamie but she was still, I'm imagining things. I looked back at door at her hands and sighed. "why'd Ye have to go near a damn deer?"

"Daremmm..." I looked up again and this time she was stirring "Jame?" I stood over her "mmmh" I beamed as her eyes fluttered open and I was met by those deep blue eyes I have missed so much.

"I got shot" she said weakly making me chuckle. "over a damn deer" I joked, Jamie stifled a laugh but cringed. "Woah, take it easy" I stood up and adjusted her so she was just sitting up slightly.

"Did we find Sophia?" I looked down before shaking my head "no" she huffed and slouched a bit "Carl?!" she had a hint of realisation and panic in her voice "The bullet broke up into seven pieces but he's stable" her eyes widened before she frowned.

"Hershel got all the pieces out though, he's just resting now" I explained, she nodded slowly, she looked like she was thinking. "who the damn is Hershel?!" she exclaimed making me laugh "Hershel is the owner of this farm and he also saved yours and Carl's life" she relaxed a little "well make sure I thank him"

"Jamie-Lee.... thanking people?!" I asked in fake astonishment "shut up" she giggled, playfully punching me. "we're starting a search for Sophia tomorrow but for now you should sleep" she sighed as I smirked at her "don't sigh, you need some rest" she pouted and I helped her lay back down.

"I'll check on you later" I said, standing up but Jamie grabbed my arm and turned me around. "your not mad?" I frowned at her question but then realisation hit me.

"nah, can't stay mad a wounded person.... especially you" I winked at her and all too quickly he pulled me down and planted a kiss on my lips.

We pulled away and I smiled at her "see ya later" I walked towards the door "stay in bed" I pointed at her,she pouted making me smile. I knew she wasn't going to stay in bed.

(Jamie's POV from now on until further notice)

I layed staring at the turned off light swinging in the soft breeze from the open window.

God I hate laying here doing nothing! But if Daryl found me out of bed I'd be dead to him and I can't have that.

What felt like hours later a blonde haired girl who looked around 18 walked in with a tray "I thought ye'd be hungry" she said softly with a hint of a southern accent. "urm thanks" I smiled at her as she placed the tray of food on the night stand "I'll be back later" I nodded as she left me alone....

It must of taken me half an hour to eat, even though I was as hungry as a horse I couldn't eat fast, my stomach still hurts.... a lot.

I had just finished my sandwich when the door opened again and Lori walked in "oh your awake!" she sounded glad and shocked at the same time. "what did you think?" I chuckled as she gave me a hug "I-I.... oh it doesn't matter , your alive and thanks to you my baby will life to fight another day" I felt awkward but smiled anyway. "Lori I'm sorry about Carl I should of..." "don't beat yourself up over it, you did more than his own father did" I raised an eyebrow at her. "don't tell him I said that" I laughed awkwardly at her.

"well Sophia was already lost, I couldnt handle another mother without their child" I didn't know how she took that because it came out so wrong but she gave me an awkward chuckle before responding.

"you should rest" with that she stood up and left, taking my tray with her. Great. I shall not rest until I get out of this bed!

Is this chapter long? I think its sort of in the middle... I'm having major writers block but I does get better, trust me. So keep tuned and I shall get on with today's fun Fact :)

The word "zombie" is never used in The Walking Dead. The zombies are either referred to as "Walkers", "Geeks", "Skanks", and to Edwin Jenner (CDC) "Test Subjects". In season 2 the terms "Roamers", "Lurkers", "Lame Brains" and to Hershel, "People" are added. In season 3 "Biters" was introduced.