The Walking Dead Imagines

Lil Spitfire

(Daryl's POV)

"I kept thinking that being alone was who I was, I was always alone and I never minded it. Until she came along. Every moment without her, I felt so alone. I itched for her to look at me. I craved her eyes meeting mine. Being alone was never bad until she made every moment without her feel so lonely. So goddamn lonely. I have to find her Merle, I need her in my life." Merle doesn't say anything for a minute. "Alright baby brother. We'll find her, I promise." I sigh with relief and we follow the other cars in front of us. Apparently a guy named Aaron has a place called Alexandria. Supposedly, it's safe there. We'll see how safe it really is for ourselves.

*At Alexandria* (3rd Person POV)

The group reaches the Alexandria Safe-Zone. Rick awaits cautiously as he halts in front of the gate, but is relieved to hear the sound of children playing from behind the gates, assuring him that the area is safe. Turning to Rick, Michonne asks him if he is ready, to which he replies that he is. Everyone exits the vehicles, walking towards the closed gate. As Rick holds Judith close, the group awaits the opening of their new safe haven. Rick's group walks through Alexandria's front gate. They're met by a guard, Nicolas, who orders them to hand over their weapons. They refuse and Rick attempts to reason by saying they're not even sure if they are going to stay, but Aaron intervenes and insists they can keep their guns until after they speak with the community's leader, Deanna Monroe.

In a well-furnished living room, Deanna videotapes Rick as she questions him about his group. She explains that Alexandria was previously a sustainable community complete with its own solar grid, cisterns and eco-based sewage filtration. Rick asks Deanna -- a former congresswoman from Ohio -- what she wants. "I want you to help us survive," she says.

Rick's people surrender their guns to Olivia, who manages the armory. Olivia says they can sign out their guns whenever they go outside the walls. Carol feigns struggling to unshoulder her rifle and then meekly places it on the pile, whilst exchanging friendly smiles with Olivia.

Aaron brings Rick and Carl to the group's assigned homes — two picturesque colonial houses next door to each other. Inside, Rick and Carl find immaculate rooms with running water. Rick takes a hot shower and shaves his overgrown beard. One of the neighbors, Jessie, stops by with a bin of food and toiletries from the town pantry. Noticing his unruly hair, Jessie offers to give Rick a haircut. While cutting his hair, she mentions that she has two children, Ron and Sam. Ron is Carl's age and suggests they meet.

In her interview with Daryl, Deanna asks if he wants to be in Alexandria. He evades the question, but says that Carl and Judith deserve a nice home. "Yes they do, but I want to know if you want to be here in Alexandria." He evades the question again and she eventually lets him leave.

Carl and Carol explore the second house. Carol is suspicious that Deanna would just give away such luxurious accommodations. She meets with Rick and Daryl on the front lawn. They worry about splitting the group between two houses and agree they should all sleep in the same house. That night, as the group prepares their beds on the living room floor, Deanna stops by. "Staying together," she observes, "Smart." Deanna looks at Daryl and Merle and can't help but feel like she's been through the same thing with another one of her group before.

(Deanna's POV)

"You hunt?" Daryl looks at me and nods slightly. "There's a woman in our group that hunts as well. Maybe you two would get along." He scoffs and starts messing with his crossbow. Rick comes over with a questioning look. "Where is she?" I open my mouth to answer but stop when I hear a motorcycle. I smile at him. "Well, I believe that's her right now. You'll all get a chance to meet her tomorrow though, y'all need the rest." And with that, I leave. I see Michelle and go over to her. She turns the music on the radio on her bike off, which was playing some sort of rock and roll music.