Shane's Sister (Daryl Dixon and Negan)

Rick's back!!!!

The deer kept its head down eating the grass as the sun beamed on top of him. My arrow was pulled up to my cheek as I aimed for the head. I released the arrow and watched it collied into the deer, but another arrow hit it. Damn it. I lowered the deer and saw Daryl walking towards the deer. "Damn Walsh. Didn't think ye had the aim" he chuckled pulling his arrow out of the deer then handed me mine. I smirked and nodded putting the arrow back in place. He slang the deer over his shoulder and we walked back to the camp. "Merle? Get ye ugly ass over 'ere!" He yelled as we got to our camp site. But I saw the ugly brown uniform, Rick was my first thought, and finally I was right.

"Rick?!" I yelled and he turned around with a giant smile on his face. I ran into his arms feeling the tears go down my face. Rick was like a father to me ever since we met. "I missed you so much!"

"Look at you" he chuckled pulling away, "you still have your uniform" he looked down at my outfit. I stared at his face then shook my head and looked at my outfit seeing blood all over me still from walkers. "God I've missed you"

"Where's Merle?" I asked looking at Glenn then T.

"Uh, Daryl" Glenn looked at Daryl.

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"You what?!?!?" Daryl yelled running toward T dog. I grabbed a hold of him grabbing the knife out of his hand and chucking it away from him. "I'm goin to fuckin kill ye!"

"Daryl!" I yelled at him, his gaze then went to me. "Please. I'll go get them. I swear" he looked me in my eyes and nodded giving up.

"I don't want ye to go though" he said softly to me. "Please."

"Fine" I sighed picking up the knife handing it back to him. I can tell he was calmed down because his eye color went from the evil harsh eyes to loving. He nodded and I walked away. You know, its been a while since I've talked to Carl. While I was walking looking for him, I heard Shane and Lori's conversation. God I was about to beat another ass today when I heard this.

"You told me he was dead!"

"And yet you still fucked me"

"What was I about to do?"

"Don't be mad at me c-"

"Stay away-" I cut her off by stepping out from the tree.

"Oh because your Ricks best friend you can fuck his wife?" I hissed loudly. Lori was surprised when I stepped as side.

"No Ray its no-"

"No I'm pretty sure it is, Shane, your my brother! What the fuck?" I yelled at him making him mad. I can tell by the redness that started. "Your his best friend! What kind of friend are you?!"

"Its non of your bu-"

"Yes it is!" I exclaimed. "You know what, I'm done!" I shrugged my shoulders then walked away from them and made my way over to Carl. "Hey Bud"

"Hey Spidey" he joked taking my hat from me. I always had my sheriff hat on me, its what reminded me that I can be strong. Its funny to you I know, but my dad was a officer so when he died he wanted me to stay strong... "If your ever on a run and you find one of these, can you get it for me?" He looked up at me with hopeful eyes.

"Yeah" I nodded putting the hat on his head. For a little 12 year old, he looks like he's tough. "Don't lose it, I'll be right back" and with that I I'm walking towards a mad looking Daryl. He was sitting down skinning the deer that I caught. "Uh..."

"What ye want?" He asked placing the knife down not even looking at me

"Um... I was wondering if I could sleep in your tent tonight? I can't sleep in my brother's tonight because-"

"Ye brother fuckin' his bes' friends wife" he cut me off then looked up at me. "I heard ye"

"Sorry you had to hear that" I scratch the back of my head awkwardly.

"Yeah ye can stay" he nods then went back to what ever he does. I smiled and walked away. Walking into my old tent, I grab my stuff and put them in Daryl's tent. He had his weapons in here and a pack of cigarettes. That reminds me! I grabbed a pack out of my bag and lit it. I breathed it in feeling the nerves leave my body. Thank fucking god.

"I ain't know ye smoke" Daryl smirked walking into the tent with now clean hands.

"Yeah, I've been since I was 16" I nodded remembering how Shane found out... We were in the garage at the time and I had my pack of cigarettes in my back pocket. Keep in mind I was 17 when he first found out, I hid it from him for a good year until the pack fell out in front of his face...

"Well its turnin pitch black outside, an I need to get som sleep for morrow" he laid down next to me as I put the cigarette out and laid besides him. "Night Walsh"

"Night Dixon"

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