Little Ass Kicker

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It was just a normal day,really. You never would have thought things would end the way they did.

You wake early to the sound of laughter and singing.Following your ears, you find everyone enjoying plates of meat and wild mushrooms.

"Mornin' (f/n)" Daryl smiles kissing you softly on the cheek while handing you a plate. Everyone had a good morning and decided to go out into the courtyard, then everything changed.

You were beside Daryl, his hand loosely gripping yours when you heard the unmistakable groan of walkers. You grabbed your katana and Daryl aimed his crossbow. Walker after walker filled the courtyard as the screams of the group and the smell of rotting flesh filled the air. You got separated from Daryl in the commotion and found yourself with Lori, Carl and Maggie. Making your way through the prison.

You take the lead with Carl by your side as Maggie helps support Lori. The corridors are dark and you can only identify walkers by the sounds they make. Around every corner, around every bend there are more. You and Carl take them out, creating a path. Finally you find a room and all huddle inside. You jam yourself up against the door trying to prevent the walkers from getting in. You shout for help but no one comes to your aid.

"Fucking help me! They're going to get in! Please!" You scream pressing the whole front of your body against the cool metal. "Guys!! Plea-"  You are cut off by Lori's screams. You swivel around and find Maggie dragging a knife across Lori's rounded stomach. Carl is shouting, Maggie is crying, Lori is dead? and you are screaming, pushing the door with every piece of energy you have left. Finally you manage to push the door closed enough to lock it and you run over to the three.

Maggie makes you reach in and take the baby from Lori and wrap it up in your checkered over shirt. You stand there in your white vest top, walker blood and sweat caked on your face with a baby in your arms. Maggie takes the baby and you begin to make your way back out to find the others. Until Carl stops.

"We can't just leave her, she'll turn."

"Carl" Maggie says looking at the ground. Carl then turns to you.

"She's my mom."  You glance over at Lori then back at the small boy.

"Do what you have to do, I'm not going to stop you." You say, lowering your head.

Maggie and yourself leave the room and hear a gun shot from behind. Carl emerges and takes the lead. You look at Maggie and then down at yourself and see that you are covered in Lori's blood. Its smears up to your elbows and covers the front of your vest top from holding the baby. You begin to feel dizzy as you stumble to the door.

Rick, Daryl, Hershle, Beth, Glen, Axle and Oscar are outside oblivious to what just took place.

Carl storms out and Maggie runs to Glen, holding the baby. Meanwhile you hang back in the shadows, trying to make sense of what just happened. You see Daryl's petrified expression and you finally allow tears to form in your eyes. You push yourself to the top of the stairs and cling to the railings. As you make it to the bottom of the stairs, Daryl begins to runs to you, pulling you into a tight embraces. Your legs give way beneath you and Daryl leads you safely to the ground, pulled tight to his chest.

"I thought I'd lost y' " He says tightening his grip. "Don't y' ever scare me like that again"

The choking noise you make when crying starts as you look down at your hands. Lori's crimson blood is shimmering in the light and suddenly you feel the guilt wash over you.

"I killed Lori" You think aloud "She... she..." Daryl places a hand to your cheek as you break down, whispering comforting words in your ear.

You shake uncontrollably in his arms as he offers small kisses to calm you down.

"Y' didn't kill 'er, sweetheart. You saved a baby's life."

Your glazed over (e/c) eyes meet his crystal blue ones and you feel safe.

"I-I'm so sorry" You cry.

"Ain't nothin' t' be sorry 'bout."

You rise to see Rick towering over Carl. Then you notice Carol and T-Dog's absence. "Carol. . ." You whisper, as more tears trail down your face. You had developed a strong bond with the woman, always laughing and chatting. She was your favorite woman in the group. Closely followed by Maggie.

"Aww, no. No no no."Rick cries and curls up in a ball on the floor. Carl's lower lip starts to tremble as being to walk over to him, Daryl walks over to Beth and whispers something, to which she nods.

You pull Carl into a hug and stroke his back. "I am so sorry Carl," Carl hugs you back, burying his face in your stomach. "I'm so sorry."

"She needs formula," Hershle says "otherwise she won't make the night."

"No, not her too!" Daryl shouts grabbing his crossbow. "Come on we're gunna loose a life!" You hop on the back of his bike and the pair of you wizz down the road. You're  still wearing Lori's blood on your shirt, shaking from the past events; clinging to Daryl's muscular form.

"How are you feeling?" You ask him over the roar of the engine "You knew Carol, T-Dog and Lori far longer than I did." Daryl shrugs and you lean in kissing him on the neck beneath his hair. "I'm sorry"

He leans his head back resting it on top of yours.

You return to the pharmacy that you had your first kiss with Daryl in. Raising your weapons you walk towards the door, quietly kicking it open. You rush inside grabbing the last remaining tin of formula, killing three walkers in the process. You make it back just before dark. The formula is heated and put into a baby bottle. The baby cries from hunger and you watch with a smile as Daryl scoops her up from Carl, cooing softly.

"How's she doing?" He asks starting to rock her. Carl murmurs a response and Beth hands Daryl the bottle. Daryl places it to the babys lips and smiles as the baby drinks. "Does she have a name yet?"

"No not yet."Carl replys " I was thinking. . .Sophia; mabey Carol too; Andrea. . . Amy. . . Jaquie. . . Patricia. . . or. . .  Lori, I don't know." Carl turns and you wrap an arm around him.

"Yer" Daryl whispers to the baby " Y' like that, huh? Little Ass kicker." He looks up at you all with an adorable smile. "Am I right? That's a good name right?" You all laugh in agreement. He looks at you with that big goofy smile of his and then looks back at the baby "Little ass kicker? You like that huh? You like that sweetheart?"

**quick question what do you think should be in the next chapter??**

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