The Hunter and the Angel (Daryl x reader)

The Wait

Daryl pov
With (y/n) hardly breathing in my arms and the night at sight I desesperately needed to find my way back to either Alexandria or the Hilltops. I started running as fast as I could in the direction I thought could bring us back to what we now called "home" holding still as best as I could (y/n)'s cold as ice body. I started to wonder how long I had been running and stopped to catch my breath. I stood by a tree for a moment and nonchalantly put (y/n) down as cold sweat was steaming on her sleepy face. The last rays of light were quickly fading away and I was still unfamiliar with the woods surrounding us. (Y/n)'s condition was deteriorating by every minutes and I had nothing to help her in any kind of way. I kneeled down by her side touching her neck with the tip of my fingers for pulse, when I heard leaves being crush.

I stood up warned, taking out the knife in my left pocket. Looking at what was making progression into the forest, I immediately recognized Rick's old cowboy boots. I yelled his name loud enough for him to hear me. I didn't lose time, as soon as he turned around and noticed me, I took (y/n) in my arms running toward him. "We need to go now" I urged him as he took in in which condition (y/n) was. His pale blue eyes were troubled by (y/n) lifeless body, she showed me the way without even speaking. We quickly made it to Rick's car, an old Honda Civic. I placed (y/n) on the back seat and jumped in the passenger seat as Rick started the engine. I took (y/n) hand into mine not taking my eyes off her on our way back to Alexandria. At a time, Rick spoke up " Daryl what happened out there?" He said of his uneven tone. "Not now" I reply coldly as I saw (y/n) slowly turning her head, her eyes still closed. I could sense a small pressure being exerced against my hand. I squeezed her hand slightly letting her know I was by her side. "You have to keep fighting (y/n) we are almost there" I told her louder than I would normally talk to her so she could hear me wherever her mind was at the moment. I could feel her strenght leaving her again as her hand released mine.

When we finally reached Alexandria it was the night. The gates were opened once we get there to let us in and closed again to prevent the walkers to enter. As Rick turned off the car, Maggie, who was on watch ran to warn Denise and help her getting the medical supplies ready for when (y/n) and I arrived. I opened up the back door of the car and firmly took (y/n) into my arms making my way to Denise's house. I delicately laid (y/n) down on the table as I tried to remove some locks of hair from her peaceful but bloody little face. I couldn't do more before I was pushed out of the way by Denise and Maggie who started working on her. They ripped out her long blood soaked shirt to revealing other naughty bruises on her inocent skin. I tried to make my way to her again, but I was shoved out of the house by Rosita who had just heard the new. She released me from her grip as I made my way outside not without taking another glimpse at someone special for me. Once outside Rosita tried to make conversation but I was too deeply in thoughts  and too shocked by the last images of (y/n) in my head to anwser her. I sat down on the perch of one of the houses and held my head in my hands. She couldn't die, I wouldn't accept it, she would walk it off and I would kill this son of a b**** of my on hands ad soon as I could find a way to get to him. Some people tried to speak to me,wanted me to tell them what happened but I shut them off, excepted when Carol came. I didn't like expressing my feelings to anyone but Carol was a close friend and I knew that she would hear me out without making comments. I told her about how (y/n) had suffered and that I had not been able to protect her or help her in anyway, I told her how the blood, (y/n)'s blood covering my clothes was making me sick, just thinking about the amount of blood she had lost was driving me crazy and how I was unable to step up the porch of Denise's house to see how (y/n) was because I was too scared of what I would find in. She kept it quiet and at the end she proposed to go see (y/n) herself and that she would come back getting me when them would be done patching her up.

When Carol left, I couldn't keep it in anymore and I cried out in the darkness of the night. I was seeing (y/n) again and again laying down on the table, a pool of blood flooding around her. I couldn't say how long I had waited when Carol came back. She spoke slowly and kindly saying that I could go see her now and she asked me if I wanted her to go with me. I denied her offer, but thank her, telling her I would be fine alone...

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