The Hunter and the Angel (Daryl x reader)

Defeated

Daryl's Pov
I couldn't tell how much time had passed since we entered this "safe zone". I lost track of the time when (y/n) fell asleep in my arms letting me wander about the meaning of this life. (Y/n) was really agitated in her sleep; she kept trembling the whole time. She was covered in hot sweat and started heating up pretty quickly not given herself the chance recover from the events and gear back some strengths. I thought about waking her up but I couldn't get myself to actually do it. What good would it do her? Maybe it would even get things worse than they were already... The poor thing was curled onto herself, the fever taking a strong hold on her causing (y/n) to hiss in pain in her unconsciousness.

3rd. Pov

Negan made his way to Alexandria holding his bat proudly as he shoved it on the metal's gate separating him from these trouble makers. "Little pigs, little pigs, let me in" he said evilly bending backward while trying to have a better look at his surroundings. He didn't know who were these people living on the other side of the gate but he knew they were going to serve him and provide him with everything he would ask for, if they wanted to live. He would also search every inches of this place to find the bitch and the crossbow's guy that had escaped him killing plenty of his most trustful and loyal soldiers by doing so.

Those two couldn't be too far; by the way the bitch was doing the last time he had seen her made him think that she wouldn't tough long out there without medical assistance. He kept looking for her, or more likely her walker's form on the way there but he didn't bump into someone familiarly looking. "No, (y/n)" he corrected himself remembering her name being yelled by the southern's man.

"Let me in" he repeated knocking again on the fence with the lovely wired bat in his gloved hand. No one answered once again. A pissed off Negan decided that he had enough of that crap and shoved his men the way as they revived their engines and drove directly into the entrance's door that would soon be destroyed by the impact. People came running to what was once the front door and pointed their guns at the source of the conflict but Negan's army was outnumbering them. "Give us your guns now and no one will get hurt" Negan started looking forward opposed to his request. Rick walked forward his gun hanging by his side. "What do you want?" Rick asked unsure of what this man with his black leather jacket and wired bat could do. "You must be the leader" Negan said creepily playing with his precious Lucille. "I'm going to do this quickly" Negan teased licking his lips viciously before adding "I want you to work for me, I want half your shit" he grunted as Rick looked at him dead in the eyes.

Negan then added "I know you heard what I just said. Don't make that face, you knew I was coming. After all, you knew that I was already working with the Hilltops and the Kingdom... You were just waiting for me, don't you were?" He chuckled closing the distance separating him form the leader. "First of all, I would like to do a little tour of your welcoming palace". Rick started understanding what was going on, he looked back intensely at Denise who slowly backed off  toward her house where she thought (y/n) and Daryl would still be but Negan noticed her move instantly and motioned her to come closer. " So" he said his arms around her shoulder " you would like to show me around with your leader?" She anxiously nodded. "Oh, I'm sorry I forgot my manners, what is your name?" He asked turning around now facing Rick. "Rick Grimes" he said firmly. Negan held his hand out for him and you could see that Rick was reluctant to shake it. "Nice to meet you Rick, now can we get to business?"

The smile quickly faded away from Negan's face. "I SAID NOW" he snapped grabbing Rick by the head, releasing Denise, and bringing Lucille close to Rick's sweat streaming face. "Oh, I wanted to present you to my sweet Lucille, she's quite thirsty so I would do as I command for the greater good because I wouldn't mind using her..." He threatened. "Everyone puts their guns down" Rick said defeated. "Quicker" Negan ordered making sign to his men to fire their guns up. "So now that you are all listening and that my saviors are collecting your inventory, I was wondering if you had seen a certain brat name... Uh... What was her name Simon?" He turned to face a tall man with darker features. " (y/n), her name was (y/n)" he replied almost proudly, chin up.

"Yes, (y/n). You see, I was having a great time with (y/n); the bitch didn't want to obey and I used her as target practice for Lucille. I think I might have been too soft with her and that she possibly could have made it alive... Maybe you've seen her? I have some unfinished business to attempt with her. She is kind of creepy looking now, a bit bloody too... " he laughed slightly as he began to walk around making the people of Alexandria shiver. "She was with a long brown hair kind of guy, sounds any bells?...You guys don't hide them here, don't you?" No one answered, they all bowed their heads down as if they were trying to disappear. "Is that a yes or a no!?" He added furious asking Rick. " I don't know who they are, but they aren't here I can assure you" he mutured trying to seem as plausible as possible. "You better not lie to me Rick" he shouted his men menacing him to pull the trigger. "I'm not" the leader replied now fearing to glance at the tough man.

"You are coming with me, I want a guided tour of the place" he added enthusiastic as he grabbed Rick by the left shoulder and told his men to search the houses and packed the "nice stuff". Rick played the game along hoping that (y/n) and Daryl were correctly hiding somewhere. Negan's men soon created a mess of Alexandria; destroying furnitures and supplies, like the scavengers they were,in the numerous houses that the small city was comporting. A few hours passed before they finally finished loading their new belongings and left. (Y/n) and Daryl were safe, at least for now.

Daryl' Pov
Everything was now quiet outside, but (y/n)'s state wasn't getting any better. That's when I heard the door being opened revealing a still shocked Carol. "You okay?" I asked as I noticed her hand shaking slightly. "Yes, I'm fine" she murmured silently. "Can you please find Denise (y/n) is not holding up so greatly" I whispered pointing at the silhouette laying on the makeshift bed alone in the corner of the room, curled up in the bed sheets I had taken along with her. "Get her upstairs, I'll be back" Carol pressed as she disappear in the darkness of the staircase. "(Y/n) I'm not leaving your side" I whispered in her ear "but you have to promise me that you won't either" I ended up feeling a stray tear sliding down my cheek. I quickly wiped it away as I took her just like a baby in my arms almost soothing her as I made my way to the top floor. By the time I got there, Denise was standing still by the side of an empty stretcher.

(Y/n) came back to her at this precise moment, she was shaken aback by her surrounding once again but calm down once she realized she was in good hands. She winced at the aching of her whole body as I laid her down on the stretcher, and let out a small cry as soon as Denise touched her forehead. She checked on her, changed her bandages and gave her some painkillers but explained me that she couldn't do more since they had taken most of our medical supplies away. Once she was done and that (y/n) seemed a bit better than when we arrived I told her that we were going to my place to get some rest. She nodded quietly as she tried to lift herself of the hospital bed. "No" I said holding her still. "You are too weak" I grunted looking at her (e/c) eyes. "I not weak D" she grinned offended by my remark. "Yes maybe, but I'm not letting you walk, not with that concussion of yours" I muffled letting my accent slipped as I picked her up as she smiled lightly and hissed in the same time. " See, it would have been much worse if you had gotten up" I roughly added.

The sun's was going off as I carried (y/n) back to what I wish she would someday call home. The wind slowly brushed agains't our skins as the sun seemed to delicately fade away to set up elsewhere in the world... If of course there were still some traces of life forms on the other parts of this earth. As we walked down the streets in silence, we took in the carnage that had been going on in our neighborhood while we were secretly hiding underground. A mixed feeling of guilt and pity filled our heads and hearts as we continued our progression toward the house. We were both shook by the emptiness and the quietness of the streets we used to see busy and vibrant (as for the apocalypse). Finally home, or to the closest thing I would ever called that way, ai turned the door handle and to my great surprise Rick and the rest of the gang; Maggie, Glenn, Abraham, Carol, Rosita, Sasha and Carl were waiting for us there nervously sitting on the floor as (y/n) and I realized that most of the furnitures was now gone including all our precious and indispensable weapons at the exception of my crossbow that was hanging on my back. I kneeled down and slowly set (y/n) down helping her into a sitting position next to Rosita. I turned around to face Rick who was now standing up. He peaked at (y/n) before looking back at me.

"We need to talk"

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