2. Never Tear Us Apart

-their first anniversary-

Over the next month, the prison grew. 

They brought in more members, and everyone put in their part to rebuild the prison. 

"Morning", Daryl breathed out as he woke the sleeping girl beside him.

With her eyes closed, she sighed and smiled

"Morning" She fluttered her eyes open and stretched before turning to snuggle into Daryl's warm arms.

Just like every morning.

"Are you coming with me today?" He asked, hugging her even tighter.

"Not today; I have to go target practice with some of the newbies" She looked up at Daryl.

"Be nice", He reminded her, causing her to laugh.

"I'm always nice" She sat up on her arm, her lengthy hair covering her face.

Daryl used both of his hands to push it out her way and hold it back.

"I need a haircut" She laughed, blowing some of the hair that had fallen from her face.

"No", Daryl frowned. "I like it long", Daryl whined

Theo laughed

"But you have never seen it short" " she reminded him

Daryl messed with her hair to make it look like she had short hair, making Theo roll her eyes.

"Nope," He admitted, bringing her face down to kiss her. 

Theo laughed before rolling over Daryl to get out of bed.

She stood in his shirt and her underwear, walking over to their makeshift dresser to get out some clothes.

Daryl rolled on his side, propping his head on his hand as he watched her.

"It's rude to stare." She smiled without turning around, looked through her drawers, and grabbed a pair of black cargo pants.

"I think I get a pass" He smirked as he looked her up and down.

She removed her- well, his- shirt. He was leaving her in the nude on her top half.

Theo smiled at Daryl's stare before throwing his shirt at him.

She grabbed a black crop top, unable to bother with bras anymore.

She put on fingerless gloves she had found, figuring they helped with bruising. She had to show many newbies how to punch, which left a mark.

She grabbed a hairband and threw her hair into a messy ponytail.

Finally, she grabbed a jacket, a green bomber jacket, followed by her boots.

Daryl sighed as he finished watching her get ready, knowing he should do the same thing.

Daryl followed as they got ready as they headed out for breakfast.

"Morning, Theodora!"

"Morning, Daryl!" Everyone greeted them as they walked over to Carol, who made breakfast every morning for the prison

"Morning, Pookie, morning, cutie" She smiled at the couple, causing Theo to laugh.

"Morning, Carebear" She smiled as she was handed a plate.

"You might have to delay the run today", Carol began as she looked over to the fence.

"Why?" Daryl asked, taking a bite of his food. 

"Excuse me, Mr Dixon?" A young boy asked

"Yeah?" He turned to face the boy

"My name is Patrick, and I would just like to thank you for collecting that deer for us yesterday by shaking your hand" He smiled, holding his hand out.