Lost then found • Daryl Dixon

Chapter Four

"He's been shot?" I asked with a broken voice, unable to hold back the sobs that came from me.

Dad immediately pulled me back into his embrace, "it's okay, he's going to be okay. Hershel saved him" he said, turning his head to face the older man who now I knew was called Hershel. He was standing by the window watching our little family reunited together. Well, not all of us.

I turned to face Hershel too, "he's alive?" I asked barely above a whisper. Hershel simply nodded, "you Grimes' are tough people, it's going to take a lot more than a bullet to take Carl down".

I smiled, hearing how tough my little brother had been. I would never have doubted that he would survive such a thing, but that still doesn't mean it should have happened to him, especially at his age.

"Come on, lets go see him" Lori smiled, taking one of my hands in hers. She slowly guided me out of the bedroom I was in and down the stairs, dad following behind us. I was only now realising how big this place is.

When we got downstairs, I looked around seeing more people. This was the most people I've seen in months and they all had their eyes glued on me. I quickly looked at them, then down at the floor. I always hated being stared at and that obviously hadn't changed since the world ended.

Lori slowly entered one of the rooms close to the front door, I followed behind her, lifting my head to see a single bed in the middle of the room and my little brother laying on top of it. My eyes widened seeing the big bandage wrapped around his stomach. I let go of Lori's hand and walked straight over to Carl's side.

I leaned down, brushing my hand gently over his cheek and planting a kiss on the top of his head. He shifted slightly in his sleep, as he slowly started to open his eyes.

"Kaylee?" he asked in his sleepy voice. I smiled down at him and nodded. "I'm here bud". His eyes lit up at the sound of my voice. In a blink of an eye he had swung his arms around my neck pulling me down onto the bed. I wrapped my arms around him, gently, trying not to hurt him any more than he already was.

"I missed you so much" he cried into my shoulder. "I missed you too, I'm here now and I'm not going anywhere".

I stayed at Carl's side until he fell back to sleep that night. We had talked the whole time he was awake he filled me in on everyone in the group and here at the farm. He told me about how he got shot, and how dad had managed to find his way back to him and Lori after they thought he was dead too. He also filled me in about the little girl that had gone missing, Sofia. This broke my heart hearing how a little girl had gone missing, especially in this world. I just prayed that she was still alive out there waiting to be found.

Hours had now passed and it was pretty late, mostly everyone had gone to their tents for the night except me, because I didn't have a tent and I wasn't tired since I had been passed out for the last few days.

I dropped my bag down on the ground next to an old oak tree and dropped myself down next to it leaning against the tree, taking in the quiet night only hearing my own thoughts. Shaking my head trying to get rid of them, but it only made it worse.

My mind now racing with unwanted memories, as tears started to fill my eyes, the silence was broken at the sound of crunching leaves. I turned my head quickly only to see it was Daryl looking down at me with a confused expression written over his face.

"What ya doing out here?" he grumbled.

I quickly wiped the stray tear that had fallen down my cheek. "Just sitting here I guess" I said, as I shrugged my shoulders. Daryl rolled his eyes but then turned to look at where most of the tents had been set up.

"Why ain't you in the tents with the rest of them?" he asked, looking back down at me. I looked up at him catching as the moon made his bright blue eyes sparkle even more, or how I could see his handsome but dirty face. Our eyes locked onto each others once again, just like how they did the moment I first laid eyes on him when he saved my life.

"Too crowded for my liking, plus didn't really want to share with my dad and his wife". Daryl just gave me a nod turning his attention away from me again. What was it about him that made me want to know more?

He turned back towards me, bending down picking my bag up. "Uh, what are you doing?" I asked full of confusion. He stood back up turning around and walking away from me and the rest of camp.

"Dixon!" I whisper yelled, he turned his head back to look at me once more before he carried on walking towards a tent I could only presume was his? I sighed and pulled myself back up before slowly following after Daryl.

When I got to his tent, he was already laying down on a sleeping bag, while my bag was on top of another. I looked down at him confused, wondering why he was doing this. According to Carl, Daryl kept to himself and went of hunting in the days.

"Will you just sit down, woman" he mumbled. I gave a confused look but sat down next to where my bag had been put.

"You can share with me, I have a spare sleeping bag." he said as he laid down.

"Thanks" I said, only to get a grunt in return.

I followed suit laying down on top of the sleeping bag looking up at the tent ceiling. "Daryl, thanks for bringing me back to my family". I said quietly not even sure if he could hear me.

"It's l'right Kaylee" he responded just as quietly as I did, I smiled, letting my eyes close and myself drift off.

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