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Hazel's P.O.V.
I heard voices outside and went to go see what was going on. It was Rick talking to Judith. Carl had fallen asleep reading his comic. I sigh and go lay back down and close my eyes. A few hours later I felt a body press next to mine and fingers intertwine with mine and I felt legs get thrown over my hip. I smile and snuggle closer to Carl and go back to sleep. I wake up in the early hours of the morning and start breakfast. Arms wrapped around me from behind scaring the shit out of me. "Holy, hi Carl" I say trying to catch my breath.  His hair messy and all over the place he hugs me and smiles.  Daryl walks in and smiles. "Hey you two, you guys up?" I nod "Morning Daryl" "Where's little ass kicker?" Daryl asks. Judith begins to cry as soon as Daryl asked that. Carl nods and Daryl gets the baby. I finish cooking and take it to the rest of the camp. Maggie and Glenn were still asleep and I put some aside for them.  I change into a pair of boot cut pants a tank top and one of Carl's flannels. I quickly brush out my hair and braid it, taking note  of the bruise on my cheek from the events of last night.

Carl's P.O.V.

I notice the discoloration in Hazel's cheek. I felt anger rise but managed to tame it. I pull on clean clothes and take a brush through my mess of a mop and chuckle when I hear Daryl cooing with Judith. "Your gonna be feisty when you get older" Daryl cooes. "She already is" Hazel chuckles "Just like her big brother" I walk in and swing Hazel causing her to squeal and giggle. "See? Feisty" "Hardly" I snort. Daryl just smiles and hands Judith to me and walks out. "Lets go see aunty Carol" Carol was delighted to see Judith and told us to go ahead and do what we need to do.  We go and sit under an old Oak tree. Hazel rests against my chest. Her sleeve trails up her arm to reveal older self harm scars and I felt pain strike my heart. I sigh and rest my chin on her shoulder causing goosebumps to erupt on her skin. "Its okay" I coo.  Walkers growl close by and we both become alert. We head back to camp. I sigh and take my hat off pushing my hair out of my face. I will kiss her, I will show her she's mine and she has nothing to be scared of

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