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Zedler, M.D. // Daryl Dixon
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  • Reads 640,323
  • Votes 20,872
  • Parts 111
  • Time 27h 1m
Ongoing, First published Mar 01, 2015
Mature
Beatrix and Daryl had never met before. In fact, they lived two completely different lives.

Beatrix lived in the city, right beside of the hospital, which is where she spent most of her time. Her favorite thing to do at work-besides work, of course-was to talk to her patients and the nurses. She had never been in trouble a day in her life. She had a perfect record, not even being stained with as little as a speeding ticket. 

 Daryl lived in a secluded cabin, at least three miles away from any civilization. The only time he ever talked to anybody was when he was forced to at work. He was constantly in and out of jail, mostly taking the blame for his older brother, but nobody knew that except for him. He destroyed the name Dixon. 

You couldn't have picked two people that were more different. 

What happens when the apocalypse brings them together? Will they ever be able to be together? Or will the apocalypse destroy them, just like everything else?

Disclaimer: I do not own The Walking Dead or any characters/idea from the show. 

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I HAVEN'T EDITED THIS YET BUT I'M GOING TO START SOON I PROMISE. Bear with me please until I can sit down and get some editing done!! I'm a just a college kid with hella hard classes and not enough time. Ps thanks for checking out my story!! :)
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