Father, Where did we go wrong? Daryl Dixon Fanfic

8.Taken

A few weeks passed, you forgot about the eyes in the vents. Negan and a few men went out for the night attempting to find some new places to take over. You stayed behind to help run the place, your mothers helped you the best they could however you took notice how some of them seemed to be absent. You had a large group of mothers, however you noticed a few didn't seem to actually love Negan.

You walked around to check on things, you said hello to a few of the children that lived within the compound. You were brought some dinner by a maid you didn't recognize but just assumed they were new. Your water had something inside of it to change its color, you assumed that they found a drink mix some place. After dinner you yawned, you felt tired.

You rolled over when you saw something move outside the window. You scowled as you stood up and walked towards the window, was it a walker or a human? Whatever it was you could no longer see it with the darkness fro outside. There were still guards posted outside so you just assumed they would deal with it.

You laid back down and began to fall asleep when you heard another noise. You turned your head to the side with a groan and got up off the bed when a hand grabbed your shoulder. You sat up quickly about to scream when you were pressed back down against the bed. You began to try and kick, your screams muffled. You looked up and saw it was your father, Daryl.

You began to try and hit him with your fist when someone grabbed your legs pushing you down to the bed as rope tied around your ankles. Tears began to flow, Daryl stopped and held you close to him trying to soothe you. You just kept sobbing, you didn't know if you should be happy he was there to save you or angry he was taking you away from the man you now called father.

Your wrists were tied behind your back.

He kissed your forehead as he rocked you back and forth whispering to you. "Hey its okay, just calm down its really okay, just calm down. I am here for you. I am here."

Your sobs soon stopped whee your eyelids grew heavy. You didn't know why you were so tired. Daryl kissed your forehead again and soon your eyelids closed, he smiled and picked you up and carried you out side without issue.

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"Okay, game plan? Daryl asked.

"We need to have someone inside, or a few people inside." Rick asked.

"Who?"

"Who do we know they dont know about?"

"A few Alexandrians, Hill Top, or even the Kingdom?"

"Alright"

The few weeks that went by plans were made. A few people made it inside the compound without detection taking up small jobs to keep an eye on her. Maids, janitors, and even guards. They had a few people on the inside in the first place. Letting them know that Negan had plans to leave was easy. They made sure they were the guards to keep watch when Daryl, Rick, and Carol came in to get her from the compound. Her maid snuck something into her drink, none of the people seemed to see anything off.

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Negan arrived home the next morning, walking into her room to surprise her with his early return he screamed finding her gone. A letter on her dresser written by someone who was obviously not her. Daryl knew he would come looking at Alexandria, but this way he could at least get them to turn their heads away from them.

We have your daughter, you shouldn't have killed our boy.

That was the only thing said. Negan's eyes grew wide, was it that boy who she killed on her own spoken of in the letter? They had killed many men before, boys, ocean side was filled with boys they killed. He tossed the letter to the side, kicking her bed. He saw some rope on the floor and a knife. This was the way Daryl tried to get them off his radar.

Y/N was his, and he would never let her go again.