Angel (Daryl Dixion x Reader)

~23~ (Lemon)

The sun was starting to get low in the sky now as you still rest in a rocking chair, off to the side on the front porch. It wasn't quite sunset yet, but you were tired all the same. Weather it was from the pain pill you'd taken and fighting the drowsiness from it. Or the fact you were just so injured and healing. You really didn't know, probably a little of all of that combined. Lori had went to sit in with Carl about an hour ago. You briefly told her that he had woken up a little while earlier, and that you'd given him more medicine. She thanked you for it and seemed to be actually acting decent to you. A mildly alarming change in attitude towards you if you were being completely honest with yourself. You just chalked it up to the fact that she knew you'd quite literally, taken a bullet for her son. Or most of one. You held your dog tags in your fingers currently. Fiddling with the metal as you watch out over the farm. Maggie's younger sister, Beth, had given them back to you a few minutes earlier. Telling you that they had to take them off you before they saved your life the other day. You thanked her for keeping them safe, and for washing them. Because apparently, you'd gotten them nine kinds of bloody. She just thanked your for your service with a genuine smile before she walked off. Insisting that it was no problem at all. You really liked her. She was a sweet young girl, genuinely still innocent in this cruel world. She kind of reminded you of Sophia in a way because of it.

You couldn't help but feel slightly pissed off still from what Shane had told you earlier. He had really struck a nerve with you, but you tried not to think about it so much. Still, you look down at the metal with your name stamped into it. You yawn a little as the green car Shane had stolen pulled down the drive way; going way too damn fast. They were back from the highway, finally. You sit up a little, hoping to see Sophia jump out of the car with her mother. You quickly slipped the chain of your dog tags over your head. Letting them reclaim their permanent spot around your neck again. Relieved you had them back as the green car skidded to a stop. You watch Shane and Andrea climb out of the vehicle first. Then the back divers door swings open and Carol climbs out. Your eyes stay trained on the car only to drop down the the wooden floor boards of the porch again when she closed it with a depressed expression. You can't help the pang of guilt from hitting your heart. Or the spark of hope being stopped out by your guts logic. They hadn't found her out there, and now you could only pray that Daryl wouldn't come back empty handed. You look up when Rick walks around the side door of the house following Hershel. Your eyes meet briefly and you mouth "well?" to your twin. Rick just shrugs a little, "not yet." he mouths back to you. Still following the old farmer over to the porch stairs that you were sitting adjacent too.

You roll your eyes at his answer as you watch them walk out of your line of sight. You could recognize their voices behind you, but couldn't quite make out what they were saying. By your brothers tone he was trying to be stern yet respectful. You sigh as you watch the light breeze rustle the trees around the house. Which only made it even more impossible to make out what they were talking about now behind you. After a few minutes, you turn your head to the side to see Rick shaking Hershel's hand before glancing at you then walking inside. Your eyes catch movement coming up the drive way again and you sigh in relief at the sight of Glenn and Maggie on horse back. Their horses walk slowly up to the house, and you wonder by the look on Ricks face if Hershel had agreed to let you all stay on his farm or not. You stand up from the chair and walk around to the front of the porch as Maggie and Glenn stop their horses at the front of the house. You watch as Maggie slides off her horse letting Glenn tie them both. Hershel walks a few paces from the front porch to meet his daughter and you listen as she says that nothing happened on their run. You can't help but not believe her because Glenn had a strange look on his face, even if he looked totally confused.

You make a mental note to ask him about it later when Lori rushes out of the front door rather quickly. You watch her curiously as she walks up to Glenn, "Did you find it?" She asks him and you realize she didn't even see you when she walked out of the house. Her body language was telling you that she was on edge while Glenn pulls his back pack off his shoulders. He pulls out a little white paper bag from his backpack and she practically snatches it from him. Only to swiftly to shove it into the back of her jeans to be hidden under her shirt. Glenn looks at her strangely before walking past her and spotting you on the porch watching them. Lori turns around to watch Glenn pass her and her eyes land on you staring at her. She quickly looks down and away from your stern gaze before she walks away to the tent she'd set up for her and Rick. You remember Glenn said she'd asked for something specific, but he never said what, and by the way she acted, it just made you want to know all the more. Your snapped from your thoughts when Glenn walked up onto the porch beside you. "Hey, got you the stuff you asked for," He says as he holds up his backpack showing the pads and tampons you asked for shoved within. "Also found stuff to help with cramps." He adds as you notice the small bottle of pain killers.