The Walking Dead Imagines

First Impressions - P2

I set my bag down on the ground near Daryls tent and hear Merle and him talking. "Come on lil brother. She can help us." Daryl scoffs. "I don' need no help." Merle rolls his eyes. "You need to grow up. Things are different now. Your people look at me like I'm the devil. Raven doesn't, alright? She understands where we come from Daryl and I didn't even have ta say much!" Daryl stands there quietly while listening to Merle rant. "Just give 'er a chance lil brother. That's all I want." Daryl doesn't say anything for a second before I hear footsteps walking over to me. I continue setting up my tent but stop when a pair of hands start helping me. I glance up and see Daryl helping me. We don't say anything as we finish setting up my tent.

*Season 3*

Shane is dead. Andrea is MIA. And Lori's due for her pregnancy any time now. Rick has taken over as leader, but he always comes to me for reassurance on things which makes me feel like I'M the leader, not him. The group still hasn't warmed up to Merle and I but I think Daryl likes me...or at least, I'm one of his least hated people. I aim my bow at a deer and take a breath in before shooting it. I run over to it and see that I shot it in the eye. I take my bow out of it and wipe it on my pants to clean it. Then, I pick the deer up and walk back towards the prison. Oh yeah, we had to leave that camping spot and ended up going to a farm. We got new people added to our group after Carl got shot by one of Hershels family members.

I come up to the gate and Maggie opens it for me. I nod to her and she smiles. I walk up to a bench and set the deer on the table. Rick comes over to me and holds his nose. "You sure that's good to eat?" I roll my eyes. "Yes Rick, it smells because I had to track the bitch for a few hours." He sighs and nods, walking away. I get my knife out and start skinning it. *After Skinning* I sigh and wipe my cheek with the back of my hand, ignoring the fact that I have blood on me. "Geez woman! Ya look like one of em walkers." I turn around and see Merle and Daryl walking over to me. "At least when I bite you, you won't turn into one of them." Merle and I laugh a little. They stop in front of my deer and start chopping it into pieces.

"You should go take a shower. Merle and I got it from here." I put my hands on my hips with a smirk. "So you're telling me that you're gonna cook this meet how everybody likes it?" Daryl blinks at me without a word. Merle chuckles at his brother. "We'll come get ya when it needs cooking girly. I got a question for ya though." I shrug at Merle and he continues. "How ya cook meet like this the way you do?" I smile a little and then sigh, letting the smiles fall. "I've lived off of meet that I hunted myself ever since I was 10. I guess I just got good at it." I turn around and walk away into the prison before either of them can say anything.

*After Shower*

I sigh and wrap the towel around myself. I didn't bring my clothes with me because anybody could just walk in and see me naked. I walk back into the main area and walk upstairs towards my cell. The only ones on the top floor are Merle, Daryl and I. The cell closest to the stairs in Daryls. Merles cell is next to Daryls. And my cell is all the way at the end. I enter my cell and pull the blanket that I hung up down to close it so nobody sees me. I walk over to my bag and pull out some clothes to change into. When the outbreak started, I packed clothes that I though wouldn't take up a lot of room. I put my thong on and my bra. I put a shirt on with some shorts, then I put some socks on with my boots. I grab my flannel and tie it around my waist.

Somebody clears their throat behind me. I quickly grab my knife and turn around pushing whoever it is against the wall. I freeze when I realize it's Daryl and take a step back from him, letting him off the wall. "The uh...meets ready...to be um...cooked." I put my knife in its holder on my thigh. "Sorry Daryl. You should've said something sooner." He rubs the back of his neck and looks anywhere but at me, his cheeks are dusted a little pink. "You alright?" He doesn't say anything but walks closer to me. His eyes darken and he grips my hips, pulling me closer into him. "Daryl what are yo-" He cuts me off by kissing me. His kiss isn't how I expected it. He's passionate yet rough, but sweet yet he knows what he wants. I kiss back without hesitation, wrapping my arms around his neck to pull us closer.

We pull away from the kiss to catch our breaths and I look up at him. "I know my brother is a hit it and quit it kind of guy, but I want something more. I...I don't know how to say it." I smile up at him and give him a quick kiss. "I love you too Daryl Dixon. I've loved you since the Farm." He chuckles. "I've loved you ever since you tackled me to the ground the first time I met you." We laugh a little and just stand there hugging each other. His stomach growls and I laugh, pulling out of the hug. "I'll go cook the meet now. Come on, I'll teach you how it's done."