Daryl Dixon x reader (TWD fanfic)

Chapter Twenty-Three- Faith in Peace

The man fell and I stabbed him in the head. The rest fell at the same time. We'd gotten a rip from Gregory on what was to happen next. We'd rolled out and made our way to a block in the road. Which was a trap. We found coordinates and a map to where a Negan would be. We came to a huge open area with only slight bush for cover. I walked with Daryl with a smile.

"I have a good feeling about today." I smiled at Daryl. He chuckled and all the sudden we heard whistling. I kicked the nearest tree snd held up the assault in my hand. After minutes of Negan blabbing all the Saviors tried to fire their guns, it back fired and took them out. We started firing up at them. Maybe I blacked out, because the truth is I didn't know what I was doing after that. I kept my finger on the trigger. When I came to I saw Rick standing over Negan confused. He walked towards us with a solemn look on his face.

"Save him." Rick's voice was quiet. Maggie started sobbing and Michonne held her back. I dropped my gun and shook my head. I turned on my heel and started back to the cars before Rick finished talking. Maybe I was just pissed off. Maybe I felt like things wouldn't be done until Negan was dead. In the end, I was going to be okay. It didn't matter who lived or died. My peace wouldn't be in killing a guy who was trying to survive in anyway he can. My peace would be in me. In my future children, my living child, my husband. It would be inside my family. My friends. My enemies. My peace is exactly that. My peace.

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Seven months after the final battle

I didn't say much the entire day. Not for the entire month. We'd found out Oceanside was now on our side. I started only writing down what I wanted to say again. Daryl and I argued a lot. He wanted me to talk to him, why I shut down. Why I turned myself off. The truth is, I didn't know. Months passed and I found myself never in Alexandria. I'd stay to help build, days at a time. Then I was gone again. Seven months passed and Daryl finally said something. Right as I was going to leave again.

"You leavin'?" Daryl looked at me and I nodded. He ran a hand through his hair and nodded for me to follow him. We walked to the house we'd stay in when we were in Alexandria. "You wanted to start a life together. What changed?" I reached for my notebook but, Daryl stopped me. "Words."

"Nothing." I kept my tone sharp and to the point. Daryl took my chin in his hand and my hand in his. He made me look up at him.

"It's because he's alive isn't it?" Daryl made sure I held eye contact. When I pulled away he held on tighter.

"No. It doesn't matter who lives and dies. It only matters if we live or die, maybe it's who died." I swallowed back tears and wiped my eyes. It was the first time I felt even slightly emotional in what felt like forever. Daryl pulled me into his chest. I inhaled the smell of his chest and remembered why I love him. Why I unofficially married him. I pulled back and looked at him.

"Come back to the Sanctuary with me. Just- Just for a few days. I have to stop at The Kingdom to talk to the King about some things. We can see Liam." Daryl whispered as he ran a hand through my hair. I nodded and wiped my tears.

"Maybe we can restart? The whole life together thing, I fucked it up. We should try again." I whispered too. Daryl smiled and leaned down kissing me. I fell into it slowly. My arms around his neck his arms around my waist. He held me up as he pressed into it slightly more. When he pulled away his smile was huge.

"Maybe we can start with creating a baby Gracie of our own." Daryl raised his eye brows and I rolled my eyes. He took that as a 'yes' and started kissing my neck. "Marry me."

"I already did that." I moaned slightly as Daryl sucked on my neck a bit.

"Do it again." Daryl smiled as he pulled away to admire his work. I laughed as he continued to kiss down me.