This book has imagines about Norman Reedus and his characters.
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"Ya feeling alright?" Daryl asked noticing you becoming restless on the floor of a cabin. "Course she ain't ya idiot she's 7 months pregnant in the cold and barely no food." Merle responded with his usual attitude. "It's okay." You mouthed to Daryl, you knew he was trying his best to support you but things were obviously not easy. Finally you had fallen asleep, Daryl on the other hand couldn't. He was stressed and worried about you. "This ain't fair to Xandra" Daryl muttered to Merle looking down at you. "Well you the one who fucked up baby brother." Merle leaned his head back and began to close his eyes. Daryl stayed silent not liking what he had to say, but he knew it was true. –
"Where ya going?" Merle asked Daryl noticing he looked like he was preparing himself for some kind of war. "I'm going on a run." "Out where?" "About two hours down the road." Daryl took his arrows placing extra in his pocket. "Boy you stupid or somethin? We decided we would never go back." "I gotta go. For Xandra and the baby" Daryl answered him low. "I'll go" Merle volunteered. "Nah...this is my problem." Said Daryl when you suddenly walked out the cabin having just woken up. "What's going on?" You asked in confusion. Daryl didn't speak for a moment and Merle scoffed before leaving you two alone. "Daryl?" "Xandra...I'm going down to where we last were staying-" "What? Are you crazy?! You'll get yourself killed Daryl, you can't go" you told him desperately. "Xandra I have to, theirs a lot more supplies and food out there that we need." "No Daryl, I won't let you go. We've been doing fine with your hunting-" "My hunting ain't enough!" He yelled. "I'm doing this for you and our baby.." He looked away feeling a bit guilty that he got loud with you. You knew there was no way of changing his mind and it scared you. "I'm gonna be back by tonight." You didn't know what else to say, instead you stared up at him with your teary big brown eyes. He kissed your forehead then kissed your belly. "Trust me on this." You simply nodded and swallowed a hard lump in your throat. "Merle!" Daryl called out. Merle appeared right behind you. "You keep her safe ya hear me? You don't leave her alone. Ever." He warned Merle. "I got cha baby brother." He responded with a surprising tone of compassion. Daryl looked down at you one last time before turning around and walking off. "Hey!" Merle called out making Daryl turn back. "Don't get killed." Daryl pressed his lips together then turned back and continued walking.
"Come on girl he's a big boy, he'll get himself through this" Merle tried to assure although you could hear the doubt in his voice. Surprised at the fact that Merle was trying to comfort you in his way you took a deep breath and decided to make the best of it. The day couldn't go by any slower, you ate, listened to some of Merle's wacky stories and eventually fell asleep. Merle stood awake alone starving. The little food that was left he barely touched and let you have cause of your condition. He looked over at you saw you in a deep sleep and thought it would be okay to go out and hunt something to eat.
