Rickyl | The Ghost Of You | The Walking Dead

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"Rick!" Lori ran into his arms and hugged him tightly. The sheriff hugged her back, in disbelief he'd found his family.

A man with short brown hair, looking a bit.. Dirty... Watched them. He had just lost his brother, not knowing if he was dead or alive.. And here the sheriff was.. Loving on his family while his brother was out there somewhere... Because of him.

He spit on the ground then got up, walking off. Carl noticed this and had hung out with Daryl for a few times before running over after him. "Daryl...?" He asked as the male walked.

"What do you want kid.." Daryl grumbled.

"Well... You seemed sad so... I wanted to come see if I could help." He said climbing up onto a log that Daryl had sat on.

"Unless you can bring my brother back, kid, I don't think there is any helpin' me..." Daryl mumbled in a depressed/upset tone. Carl frowned and leaned against him. Daryl looked surprised then down at him but smiled a little, wrapping his arm gently around the boy as he rubbed his back. "You're a good kid, you know that?"

Carl giggled but smiled happily, hugging onto him.'"I've been told so." He said smiling as Daryl rubbed his back.

"Well.. you are. I'm glad you've got your dad back, tho.." he said and looked away.

Carl frowned. "Do you not have a dad..?" He asked.

"My dad didn't really care much for me... My brother raised me..." Daryl said sighing as he looked down, remembering that his brother was most likely dead right now as tears weld into his eyes. He wrapped his arms around himself and looked down as tears fell down his cheeks.

Carl looked up at him and frowned. "Oh... I... I'm sorry... we'll find him..!" He said and smiled, holding his hands sweetly.

"he's probably dead, kid.." Daryl mumbled and wiped his eyes with a sigh. "But thanks for your enthusiasm.." he mumbled before getting up and walking off.

Carl frowned as he watched Daryl walk off, knowing he was hurting. He looked back at his mom and dad since they were talking then frowned. Yes he was happy to have his dad back... But he felt bad for Daryl...

He got up and snuck after Daryl, wanting to help him. But how could he help..?

*Hey Guys, Dixon here! Sorry this chapter is so short hhh.. I'll be making another chapter for it soon!! My goal is around 50-120 chapters for this one! :3*'