Chapter 27

“Are we gonna stay in this house or are we gonna get one our self?”, you ask later while you get into fresh underwear and the closes you were given. “Don't know. You want that? A fancy house?”, Daryl pulls over the shirt, making his hair being a giant mess on his head before he puts on his vest again. “Yeah...I kinda do. You in?”, you try to adjust the mess on his head and he pulls you a little bit closer to him. “I'd say we give it a try.”, he shrugs his shoulders before you let go of him and adjust your hair yourself.

A smile comes to your face and he shakes his head before the two of you throw the dirty clothes in the hamper and make your way over to Deannas place.

“If it's to fancy, I'm leaving.”, Daryl mumbles while you ring the door bell, still with a smile on your face.

Once again Spencer opens up the door for you, giving you the look again that makes Daryl tenses behind you once again.

As you follow him inside you reach for Daryls hand and he gladly takes it while he looks around, still unsure about all of this. “My mom's really excited about how you decided.”, Spencer looks at you and you freeze, remembering you haven't told Daryl about the offer yet. “Deanna wants me to help Pete out at the medical center when I'm ready.”, you squeeze his hands and he raises an eyebrow but says nothing.

You can almost feel that he's giving you a talk about that later this night. As you take a look around you can see all your friends and family sitting around with the members of Alexandria, talking, laughing and having a good time.

“Kate! Glad to see you back on your feet again. Daryl.”, Deanna approaches you with an elderly man by her side.

“This is my husband Reg.”, she introduces us and you give him the hand that isn't stuck into Daryls.

“Nice to meet you. I actually wanted to talk to you, Deanna. I thought about your offer and I'm happy to help Pete at the medical center when I'm a hundred percent back on my feet.”, you smile a little and Deannas face brightens up before she looks over to Daryl.

“And what about you? You think you're able to go recruit with Aaron and Eric?”, she asks friendly and you can see how Daryl fights with himself about being politely.

“I guess we can give it a shot...and um...you know, you have another house? For us?”, he stammers around and you can't help it but smile a little bit about how cute he acts.

“Of course, Daryl. We'd be happy to provide you a home.”, Deanna smiles and he nods before he spots the bar and pulls you with him. “That was very cute.”, you tease him and he gives you one of his looks before he pours in drinks for you and him before he hands one over to you.

“I feel like you're going to do good here, Daryl Dixon.”, you smile a little and take a sip from your drink.

“I'm doing this for you, Kate. But if I can't stay here...we need to find a way.”, he looks down on you and you nod in understanding before you cuddle up on him with your healthy side of your body.

“I get it Daryl, I really do. Thank you for trying.”, you smile at him before the two of you make your way over to your friends.

“Talk to Carol. Apologize. You've been an asshole earlier.”, you point at Carol in the middle of members from Alexandria and Daryl hesitates for a second before you give him a little push in the right direction.

Pleased you can see that he takes your advice and so you approach Rick who is talking to a pretty blonde woman in the corner. “Am I interrupting?”, you grin and Rick almost drops his drink because he's so happy to see you on your feet and talking. He pulls you into one of his big hugs, making you gasp out in pain. “Cracked rips and gun shot wound. Please be careful.”, you laugh a little and he immediately lets go of you, looking at you with an excusing look on his face.

“Sorry, didn't mean to hurt you. I'm just so glad you're back on your feet again. And talking.”, he smiles a little bit and you wipe away your hair before the blonde woman lets out a cough and you look at her with a smile on your face.

“And who are you?”, she asks before you reach out to her hand and shake it while you smile at her too. “Oh, I'm Kate. Rick's sister. The girl that got kidnapped?”, you laugh a little and the blonde woman seems to realize who you are before she gives you a soft look.

“Oh yeah, I know. Pete's my husband. I'm Jesse.”, she introduces herself and you smile at her, thankful that her husband saved your life.

You spend the evening talking and laughing with your friends and family when you realize you haven't seen Daryl in a while now.

Confused you walk over to Carol and ask her, if she has seen him but she told you that he left, soon after he apologized to her.

“Fuck.”, you say as you put your glass away and make your way out of Deannas house, trying to find Daryl.

Chapter 26

“You going to that dinner party tonight?”, Daryl looks at you while he cleans his bow on the porch and you sit on the steps with a blanket wrapped around your shoulders and a cup of tea in your hands.

“Honestly? I have no idea. I'm still unsure about all of this.”, you point at the neighborhood and look up to Daryl, wiping some hair out of your face.

“I mean, I'm glad Pete fixed me, don't get me wrong but all of this...I feel like these people have no idea what's going on out there or how hard we had to fight to come here.”, you carefully shrug your shoulders and lay your head against the pillar, still watching Daryl cleaning his bow.

You guys are the only ones who haven't had a shower yet and you know that the others wonder why you haven't.

Truth is, you don't trust all of this and Daryl doesn't either and so you don't want to do anything that they might hold against you.

“They're dumb and naive, Kate. They think that these walls keep them away from the outside. They have no idea what's going on out there.”, he shakes his head and wipes his hair out of his face while he looks down to you.

“Like you said, I'm glad this guys fixed you but that doesn't mean we owe them anything.”, you nod and look back at the neighborhood again when Carol comes along, all dressed up in the typical neighborhood mom look.

Amused you raise an eyebrow as she approaches you and points at the house. “You two should take a shower and get dressed. I made lasagna as a thank you for Deanna and her family.”, she smiles and you take another gulp of your tea, not saying anything because you really don't want to offend her.

Daryl on the other hand doesn't hesitate to make clear how he feels about all of this as he puts his crossbow down and comes down to the steps to help you back on your feet.

“You look ridiculous. Go have fun at your fancy party.”, he tells Carol before he wraps his arms around your waist and tries to help you get inside the house.

“I'm serious guys. Show a little gratitude.”, she yells after you guys before Daryl closes the door behind you and shakes his head.

“Can't believe she's falling for this bullshit. That they all fall for this bullshit. Rick even shaved this morning.”, he mumbles and you lay yourself against the door frame, watching him as he walks around the house like a trapped animal. “I get why you're pissed about it, Daryl. But snapping at Carol like that is not cool.”, you sigh and walk towards him before you wrap your arms around him and he look down on you, still angry.

“Maybe we should...you know...give it a shot..we'll see what happens.”, you suggest and Daryl lets out a sigh, angry that you're able to convince him so easy just by looking at him.

“If things don't work out we can still go, Daryl.”, you whisper and he finally gives in before placing a kiss on your head and heading to the bathroom. “What are you doing?”, you ask in amusement and he turns around half way through the corridor, looking at you. “Taking a damn shower, you coming with?”, he asks and you smile a little before following him over the corridor.

You find a back of clothes addressed to you laying in front of the bathroom door and you pick them up, looking at them. For Daryl it's a black shirt and some clean jeans and you got some shorts and a nice shirt, just like the one you are wearing.

“Huh, seems like they're really into this whole fancy neighborhood thing.”, you mumble before you follow Daryl inside and carefully get out of your clothes before removing your bandages.

There is a first aid kid in the bathroom so you can use new ones after the shower.

As Daryl gets rid of his clothes to you're able to take a look at his scars and touch them carefully, making him flinch.

But he soon relaxes and lets you touch them without saying a word.

“Ain't pretty, huh? Still like me?”, he asks, still with his back turned to you and you look at him in surprise before turning him around to you, making him look in your eyes. “These scars could never change anything, Daryl. Ever.”, you say before looking into the mirror, taking a look at your own scars and stitched wounds.

“God Kate you're so hot.”, Daryl mumbles while standing behind you and a little smile comes to your face before you turn around to him and take a soft kiss on his lips.

It is like he knows what you were thinking of yourself a few seconds ago. That you thought you weren't pretty anymore.

The water starts to pour down in the shower and he carefully pulls you into it with him.

As soon as the first drops start falling down on you, all the dried blood starts coming down, turning the water into a light red.

“I can't lose you again. Not a third time.”, Daryl suddenly mumbles and you look up to him, water dropping from your faces and making the window and mirrors steamy.

“Promise, I'm not going anywhere. Ever again. It has been you and me since the prison and it will be you and me until the end.”, you answer him before he gently pushes you at the wall of the shower and kisses you again.

You both know you're still to damaged to have sex yet but Daryl just enjoys kissing you and touching you as good as he can while the water washes away all the dirt and anger from your bodies.

Fighting

Request: Can I request an imagine where Daryl and the reader get in a big fight & he kinda scares her that he would hurt her pr smthn like that

A/N: I know this is shitty, I’m sorry :(

“I told you I don't do romance so why exactly are you mad at me right now?”, Daryl growls dangerously at you while you pack up some guns in your bag for the run you are about to take with Rosita and Spencer.You can't even quite remember the subject of your argument but things heated up pretty quickly between you and Daryl, leading to screaming and fighting.“I KNOW! You made that pretty clear.”, you yell at him before going to the bathroom, looking for your hairbrush.

You don't even need your hairbrush on a run but you have to keep yourself busy or otherwise you will freak out.Daryl is still standing in the door frame from your bedroom, watching every move you make.“Than why are you mad at me?”, he asks again and you just throw your hairbrush into the bag before turning around to him.“Because I had that stupid image in my head that you might let feelings in. That you might be able to say that you love me. But you can't. I get that know.So keep doing your thing, stuff your feelings in and - god forbid – don't ever let anybody in. I'm out of here.”, you pick up your bag and make your way to the door, pushing Daryl away before heading downstairs.He doesn't hesitate because he doesn't want to. Deep inside he knows you're right but he just can't bring himself to tell you that.“Fine. Leave. And don't mind not coming back.”, you can hear him scream from above before he shuts down the door loudly and you wince before you take on last look around your house.You never wanted things to end the way they do now but you can't keep living with Daryl without knowing how much he is ready to invest into your relationship.

But then it hits you. You think about everything the two of you have been through and there is no way in hell you're giving up on this relationship.Angry you throw you bag away and run upstairs back to him. You push open the door and cross your arms in front of your body as you see him sitting on the edge of the bed. “So that's it, huh? Instead of figuring this out you just break things off with me?”, you shake your head in disbelief and when Daryl doesn't answer, you angrily punch against the wall. “Are you gonna say ANYTHING or are you just gonna sit there and be miserable? You know what? If Merle was still alive, he'd kick your ass.”, you look at him but with your last word, he shoots up. “Shut your little mouth, you hear me? Ain't you gonna say anything about my brother. You know shit.”, he growls and you take a step closer while still looking at him in anger. “I know enough to know that he'd be mad at you for being so whipped. He'd tell you to man up.”, you say and Daryl takes a deep breath before he walks backwards.

“I can’t belive you right now. STILL not saying anything?”, I yell and suddenly Daryl lashes torwards me and I immeditaly frown because I’m caught by surprise. The thought of him hurting me never crossed my mind, not once but right now, he really scared me. The look in his eyes and his anger makes me twitch and I cross my arms in front of me in defense.

“What...what are you doing?”, Daryl looks at me terryfied and takes a step backwards so I can led down my guard. “Did you...you thought I was gonna hurt you?”, he whispers and his voice breaks, which again leads me to feel horrible about my reaction. “No..I mean...I know you won’t hurt me. You just caught me off guard.”, I try to explain but Daryl shakes his head before he sits down on the bed and burries his face in his hands.

Tears start filling my eyes and I walk over to him and go on my knees to look at his hurtful face. “Listen to me, Daryl. I wasn’t sacred of you. Not once. You hear me? You could never scare or hurt me.”, I whisper and take his hands into mine. “You mean that?” “Yes. I just didn’t excpect you to react.”, I chuckle and he joins in before he gives me a soft kiss. “I’m sorry about the fight. It was stupid.” “It’s fine. We’re okay, right?” “Yeah.”

Open Requests!

Hey lovelies! I know I haven’t updated in while, mostly because I have a major writing blockwhen it comes to TWD. Following requests will be written:

But these ones will take time. I am terrible and sorry. I know. Please don’t hate me.

New Look

As you stand in front of the mirror in your room, you can see the blonde hairline that's slowly making his way out of your head. It doesn't surprise you at all, you were busy with surviving in the apocalypse in the last few month, not dyeing your hair. So your red hair is almost gone.

It's almost symbolic, considering everything else in your life is gone too. Your life you knew will never come back. The people that shaped you are gone, as well as everyone else that mattered most to you.

Soon after you lost your original group you stumbled across some strangers that were trying to find some place safe as well. Rick Grimes was the first person you made contact with. His wife Lori second. Soon you grew very close to everyone but there is still one person, you can't quite read. Daryl Dixon.

He was very friendly to you, or something like that. You take it as friendly that he didn't try to kill you. And as it turns out after a while, the two of you work very well together as a team. There is still not much talking between the two of you, but it work's for both sides. Quiet understanding turned out to be your thing.

After you managed to clean the prison from walkers all of you settled in and started something like a new life in there. You even started to seed some vegetables outside. It's a start and maybe everything will turn out okay after all.

You got knocked the f*ck out!

So, this is an imagine I wrote for my friends challenge! @yellowtheremarvelfan celebrates 600 followers and I was happy to join!

Being said, there is not much information about this imagine, so enjoy it! xx

Words: 1321

Ever since the world went to shit, I had two constants in my life. Shane and Daryl. Since my brother apparently  didn't survive his gun shot wound I only had them after THAT night. The night, where the dead didn't stay dead and became alive again. Or something like that. Anyways, Shane took care of me and my nephew Carl, as well as for his mom, Lori. Shortly after that we met Carol and her family, as well as some other people. Including Daryl and Merle Dixon. Daryl Dixon.

Grumpy. Silent. Big Heart and mostly, undeniable hot. But that's just it. The two of us never really got a chance to get to know each other better and now, settled in at the prison, I don't want to make things any more awkward.

That was then and now I am busy otherwise.