The Perfect Family

No!

*Above is a picture of a little girl that resembles Stryker.

"Stryker!" Daryl yelled as dust and debris fell around his head. He saw his daughter cowering under her own arms. His heart relaxed seeing she was okay.

"Mama?" She called, lifting her head and frantically looking around.

"Negan?" Angie called out to her children's father.

"No, no, no, oh god," Daryl now felt his own sense of panic rush through him. Tegan was still in there. She was still under the rocks.

"Daddy!" The twins screamed together. Angie and Daryl frantically started throwing rocks off the pile, but there was no way they would find them. Not like this.

"Guys, we got to go!" Rick yelled as walkers started to emerge from the woods.

"Where's Mama?" Stryker started crying.

"Tegan!" Daryl screamed, hoping to hear some kind of reponse, but nothing came. Tears started to form, clouding his vision.

"Daryl, we gotta go!" Rick yelled again, firing off a few rounds to the ones getting closer.

"We can't leave them!" Angie cried, falling to her knees.

"I'll come back for them," Daryl said grabbing her arm and yanking her back up. Tears were flowing down his eyes as he scooped Stryker up into his arms.

"Mama!" The little girl cried into her dad's shoulder.

Underneath all the rubble, Negan regained consciousness. He saw his younger sister laying under one of the beams. It landed right on her leg.

"Tegan," he coughed out. Dirt and dust had settled into his lungs. He couldn't tell if she was breathing. "Tegan." He was a little louder this time. Not so much of a whisper. Slowly he crawled over to her. He listened to her chest and could hear her heart beating. She was breathing, but it was struggled. "Come on, T. Wake up." He shook her. A grunt came from her mouth before her eyes started to slowly open.

"Negan," she coughed. "Stryker?" She could only get out a few syallables.

"She got out, T," he reassured her. To be honest, he didn't know how the ones on the outside were.

"My ankle," Tegan groaned, reaching down to where the beam had landed.

"I got it," Negan said, slowly standing up. He lifted the beam up just enough for her to wiggle her ankle out.

"Fuck!" She screamed. Pain shot through her leg and up through her body.

"Let me see it," Negan said sitting down next to her. It was definitely broken.

"How the fuck are we going to get out of here. I can't even walk properly," she whined.

Meanwhile, Daryl and the group were not out of the clear yet. They still had a few miles until home. Stryker and the twins hadn't stopped crying. Of course they hadn't. That was her mother and their father down there.

"Everybody stop! Be quiet," Daryl said. He could see a group of walkers in the distance. Actual walkers this time.

"We can go around," Angie whispered.

"That will take longer. We have to go through," Rick said.

"The kids won't make it through," Angie said.

"Angie, you stay back with the kids. The rest of us will go up and see if there's a path, alright?" Daryl asked, still holding Stryker close to his chest.

"Okay," Angie nodded.

"No! Daddy, don't leave!" Stryker cried. The poor child was terrified to lose another parent.

"Baby, be quiet. I'll be back in a few minutes. Stay with Aunt Angie," Daryl said before placing a kiss to her forehead.

"Come here sweetie," Angie said, holding out her arms.

"I want my mama," Stryker started crying harder. As Strykers voice carried, the walkers turned their head.

"Shit, give her back to me. They see us. We have to go around and quickly," Daryl said taking the girl back. Rick held Colt while Angie picked up Blade.

Back in the tunnels underground, Negan and Tegan had no idea where their family was or where they were. Negan had found a tunnel that lead them to where they first started. That's when he saw an exit. One Daryl had missed before or didn't want to attempt.

"T, we are going to have to go through the herd," Negan said to his sister.

"You see a way out?"

"Yeah, right on the other side. At the bottom. There's light."

"What if its another dead end?"

"Thats a risk we will have to take. We are going to cover ourselves and go through, alright?"

"Yeah." He could tell Tegan was scared. Not for herself, but her family. For them to not know exactly what happened to her. For her daughters last memory of her to be stuck and anxious. She had to make it out of there. She had too.

Once they got a walker up and applied the guts to their bodies they made their way down. There was a slight incline where they could walk into the herd.

Tegan dragged her foot behind her, grimacing at the pain, but trying not to make it obvious. Negan stayed in front of her. Walkers started turning towards them, sniffing them, then turning away. One stepped between the pair and caused Tegan to let out a slight gasp. The man with decaying flesh and no hair, brought his face to Tegans. Taking a nice deep breath to smell her. When it came back with rot he was unpleased and kept going. The two continued to walk and finally found what they hoped was an exit.

Daryl was still trying to keep his cool. His world was crashing around him, but the little girl in his arms couldn't know that. He had to be strong for her. Her tears and cries brought him back to the reality that all of this, surviving, was not just about him anymore. It was about her, his wife, their family. It was about them. Right now, he knew Tegan would want him to get Stryker home safe. She wouldn't want him to risk their daughters safety for her.

"Stop," Rick whispered to the group, holding up a fist. Daryl came up behind him. Stryker had buried herself deep into his neck and her cries were now silent gasps.

In front of the group stood an open field. They had to go straight through. There were walkers on the outskirts of the field, encircling them.

"We gotta make a run for it," Daryl grumbled.

"Lets go," Rick nodded and lead the group forward in the open land. Stryker clung on to her father tightly, slowly peaking her head up to see the walkers getting closer to them. Her cousins did the same, looking around them.

As the group got to the edge and ran through a clear passage, Angie tripped and Blade tumbled out of her arms. The group stopped quickly to help the two up.

"Shit, my ankle," Angie groaned, not able to put any weight down.

"Blade, give me your hand," Daryl said to the scared little girl. Rick helped Angie the best he could while still holding Colt.

"We gotta find somewhere safe!" Rick yelled up to Daryl.

"There!" Daryl yelled pointing towards an old abandoned warehouse of sorts. They had no idea what was inside but it was their only hope. Outside the warehouse were large tractor trailers. Daryl opened the back of one and placed Stryker then Blade in there. He helped Angie climb in before placing Colt in there with her. There was a fence around the place and as soon as everyone was inside they closed the gate to give them more time.

Now they just had to figure out what was inside that building and get everyone in. Easy peasy lemon squeazy.