A Secret Affair (Daryl Dixon) ON HOLD

Chapter 14

Daryl walked quickly, aiming his crossbow in different directions as he led the small group down the side of the road. Carol was behind him, Glenn bringing up the rear.

"Van up a head." Carol stated causing Daryl to stiffen a bite back the smart comment on his tongue. instead he merely nodded and picked up the pace.

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Carl jolted awake when he felt the van shake violently. His eyes shot to Michonne and his father who where fast asleep. The can shook again and he slowly, quietly pulled his gun out of his pants. He leaned towards the window and pulled a piece of the blanked back and nearly cried when he saw glenn, gun aiming back and forth.

"We should move. Vans a waste of time." Carol snapped as Daryl shook the van again. He narrowed his eyes at her and was just about to snap back but the van door he had been trying to open swung out and none other than Carl fell into his arms.

"I have never been more happy to see you Daryl." Carl exclaimed. Daryl patted the boys back as his eyes locked on the figures in the van.

"Please tell me that's Rick." Glenn mumbled as he hugged Carl.

"Yeah, he's passed out. Hurt real bad. We got jumped a few nights ago, dad....He...." Carl cut himself off and clenched his hands into fist. Carol placed her Han on his shoulder and squeezed gently as Daryl stuck his head in the van.

"Hey grimes ya wanna get up?" He nearly yelled causing both figures in the van to jerk up. Rick hissed out an angry breath of pain and Daryl let out a low whistle.

"Sure did a number on ya there Rick." He said causing his head to snap in his direction.

"Daryl?" Rick whispered and Daryl smirked cocking his head to the side.

"One and only what ya say we head back to our camp? Sure have missed you." Daryl smirked turned into a smile he helped Rick climb out of the van then Michonne. "Oh yeah, there's a pretty girl waiting there for ya too. All smiles and giggles." Rick and Carl both jerked forward.

"Judiths alive?" Rick asked tears forming in his eyes.

"Sure is. now come on it'll be dark before we get there."

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Beth watched as Judith played with the toys in the floor of hers and Daryl room. It was dark out and it didn't seem like the hunting party was going to come back tonight. She sighed as she bent down scoping up Judith.

"Time for bed little lady." She said as she placed her in bed beside her and pulled the covers over her legs. Judith smiled a toothy smiled before curling up into Beth's side and yawning. Hunter made a soft noise from the crib and Beth glanced his way insuring her self that he was fine. She curled up with Judith and stared into the dark room her mind wander where Daryl was and if he was okay.

She felt a tear slip down her cheek as she laid there. Daryl was fine. She knew he was fine. He's tough, and this world couldn't kill him. She smiled slightly as she rubbed the tears from her eyes. Noise from down stairs caused her to sit up a second before he bed room door swung open.

"Get the babies and hide." Maggie whispered in a panic already rushing into the room shutting the door behinds her. Beth yanked up Judith while Maggie grabbed Hunter and they both slipped into the closet, holding the babies close.

Beth asked no questions but soon she hear ed gun shots and groaning. Walkers. Walkers had gotten into their home. She could hear Bob and Tyrese yelling at one another as more gun shots fired off.

"I should be out there." Maggie whispered. Beth shifted Judith onto the floor in the back of the closet and reached out taking Hunter from her sister.

"go. help the others we will be fine." She said as she laid her son next to Judith before reaching into her boot and pulling out a knife Daryl had given her. Maggie nodded and silently left the closest and joined the fighting. Beth gripped the knife tightly as she listened. The gun shots had stopped a while ago, and so had the walkers groans. Chest heaving she slowly reached out and turned the closet door. It swung open as it was ripped from her hands and something grabbed her.

Yanked her from the closet before she could register what had a hold of her.