Together Again (d.d. a.u.)

Eighteen

What did you think of the Dalyx reunion?

I'm kinda unsure about it, your thoughts?

Okay guys, the fucking newest episodes ( four walls and a roof and slabtown) were so good I love it.

ALL I ASKED FOR WAS A COOL ZOMBIE SHOW NOT A HEART BREAKING THRILLER ROMANCE HORROR LIFE RUINER

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Alyx's POV (dream/flashback)

"Common Alyx!" 15 year old Daryl Dixon yelled from the edge of the dock. I took a breathe before pulling my sweatshirt over my head and running to him. He was in a pair of old shorts while I wore a tank top and shorts.

"Ready?" he asked besides taking my hand in his and sighing heavily. I could barely make out his features in the moonlight.

"1...2...3!" he yelled and jumped into the lake, dragging me with him.

The water was freezing.

"You asshole!" I joked and splashed him. He choked on some water while I attempted to swim back to shore.

"No your not!" he yelled, laughing as he swam over to me. He gripped my leg and pulled me towards him. I hit his chest and we both went crashing underwater. Since it was so dark out, I couldn't see the light from the sun hitting the surface. I couldn't tell which direction was up... I was drowning.

"Daryl!" I screamed, but it only came out mumbled. I swallowed the salty water on accident and took a descend towards the bottom of the lake.

I couldn't see, breath, hear, or talk. I was helpless.

And then, everything changed. I magically found out how to make my way to the top. This is only a dream...Only a dream... dream...

I took in a breathe and to my surprise I didn't take in water, I took in pure air. All of a sudden the water disappeared and I was back on the beach.

I was lying down next to young Daryl and he was fiddling with some seashells. I tapped his shoulder and he spun around.

He looked confused. His cheeks were raw and red, from crying... What was he crying about?

I waved my hands in his face but he continued to stare right through me.

"Daryl?" I practically yelled. He stood up and ran to the dock and sat down with his feet in the water. I could hears his quiet sobbing as he gripped something in his hand.

I stared at him intentionally as he opened up his palm. There lied a picture of us when we were about 12. We were sitting in a tree with our legs dangling. He was holding a very small sharpened stick and I had a baseball bat. We were probably hiding from our dads, we were looking out for each other. He flipped it over and on the back it read in our very sloppy handwriting 'Daryl and Alyx, protecting each other since they met'.

Daryl wiped his nose and read the note out loud. His voice cracked on my name. He let out a muffled sob before folding the picture up and bringing it to his lips. He kissed it with his eyes closed.

"I'm sorry I couldn't protect you... it's actually my fault your dead." he said, with his eyes still closed.

It all made sense now... I had drowned in that lake and he took the blame.

It's just a dream...just a dream...dream

The scene changed.

I was sitting on a stump in the middle of the forest. I looked around and then I heard two small voices. I walked in the direction of the voices and saw a boy and girl playing tag in a small opening. The boy, Daryl, was it and chasing the girl, Me. He finally caught up to 12 year old me and tapped her shoulder. She spun around and pointed in his face.