Daryl Dixon x Reader

The Barn

~(Y/N)'s POV.~

I woke up to a knock on my bedroom door. I look out the window and can see the sunlight barely peeking in. Shit, I must've overslept. I force myself to get up from my very comfortable spot on the bed and open the door. It was Maggie. I could tell something was bothering her, she looked to be upset. "Maggie?" She walks past me and plops herself on my bed, throwing her head in her hands with a huff. "It's Glenn. He knows  about the barn, he told them. Daddy's gonna kick them off the farm because of me." I closed the door to my room and sat down on the bed beside her, rubbing her back as an effort to help calm her down. "How is this because of you?" She throws herself back on my bed and wipes her face of the few straggling tears. "It's my fault. I messed around with Glenn when I shouldn't have. And now he knows." I adjust myself to criss-cross applesauce and lean back on my hands, facing my sister. "Maggie, there's nothin' wrong with you and Glenn. Y'all are grown enough to make those decisions, and in this new world it's okay to want to have fun, you deserve that." She smiled a bit but it fell again and she sat back up, not looking at me. "But what about, Daddy?" I sighed a bit and stood up from my spot on the bed, going to my dresser to pull out clothes. "Just gonna have to talk to him." I turn back and give her a small smile, in which she returns. "Now go do your chores. Let me change in peace before I have to start my day." She gets up to leave but stops and grins at me. I chuckle a bit at her expression, sending her a questioning look. "What were you doing up so late last night? You didn't come back inside till 2." I threw the shirt in my hand at her face. God she must've seen me and Daryl together. "Get out!!" We both let out a laugh and she finally leaves my room. I go over to the door, locking it shut and picking up the shirt. Leave it up to my sisters to make something out of nothing.

I walk downstairs, stopping at the bottom when I hear voices. "My wife's pregnant. That's either a gift here or a death sentence out there. If we were to stay we could help you." The rest was too mumbled to hear, but Lori was pregnant and I definitely couldn't let my father send them away now. I hear feet coming down the stairs behind me. I looked over my shoulder to see Maggie, she stopped as well, listening in. "I thought about it." I'm brought back when I hear my daddy and Rick arguing. "Think about it." What came next took me back a bit. "I thought about it!!" It had been forever since I heard my daddy yell. He was a very soft spoken man, it's where Beth got it from. "Think about it again. We can't go out there." I see Rick walk out the house and soon our Daddy see's the two of us standing there. I hear Maggie sigh and turn away. I ignore the stare from my father and walk out the house.

"Rick!" I catch him walking away from Shane. I didn't trust Shane. Everytime I saw him something in my gut turned and made me feel uneasy. I looked down when he looked at me, only for a split second before looking back up to see Rick walking towards me. "Can we talk?" He nodded and followed me across the farm, stopping by where the horses were held. "It was kinda hard not to overhear your conversation with my daddy. Lori..." I said the last part quietly in case others were around, he sighed and leaned against the fence. "Do you know how far along?" He only looked straight ahead, refusing to look me in my eyes. "I only just found out. She took morning after pills. She threw them up." I nodded at the new information, joining him on leaning against the fence. "I don't agree with my father, but I respect him. He's a religious man, he's sticking to what he believes and that is why I respect him. But I know how the world is, working in a hospital, I saw it all. Just thought I'd let you know where I stand." He finally had turned to look at me and gave an appreciative nod. "Thank you, (Y/N)." He patted me on the shoulder and started to walk away.

It's been hours now. Maggie was able to talk to our father and she thinks things should be go well. He had taking Rick out, the only problem is, they haven't returned. I was making my way back up to the porch after finishing up feeding the horses. "Do you know whats going on?" I hear Andrea say.  I look up to see them walking up to the porch as well. "Where is everyone?" Glenn stands up from his spot on the steps beside Maggie. They were surely cute together. "You haven't seen Rick?" She stops walking and puts her hands on her hips. "He went off with Hershel. We were supposed to leave a couple hours ago." I hear a deep redneck accent. One that I was starting to enjoy and know too well. "Yeah you were. What the hell?" I turn around to see him walking up behind me with Carol tagging along. "Rick told us he was going out." Daryl stops walking when he reaches me. Stopping with him back facing me. He throws his arm in frustration. "Damn it. Isn't anybody takin' this seriously? We got us a damn trail. Oh, here we go." He starts walking back to where he came from so I glance back behind me again. Here came Shane with a load of guns in a bag. Think we all knew what was about to happen. "What's all this?" Shane shoves a shotgun towards Daryl, still walking to the rest of us. "You with me man?" Daryl takes it with no further questions. "Time to grow up. You already got yours?" He pulls out another while looking at Andrea. "Yeah. Where's Dale?" My daddy and Rick needed to get back now, before Shane did something stupid. "He's on his way." T-dog then takes the gun that Shane passed out next. "Thought we couldn't carry." I scoffed looking around as he made his way up to Glenn, Maggie and I. This is unbelievable, all he has to do is fucking wait. "We can and we have to. Look it was one thing sitting around here pickin' daisies when we thought this place was supposed to be safe. But now we know it ain't. How about you, man? You gonna protect what's yours?" Glenn looks at Maggie for only a second before taking a gun from Shane. "Y'all shoot?" He holds a gun up to me, I snatch it from him and step in front of Maggie. "Can you have patience? You do this, you hand out these guns my daddy will make y'all leave tonight." He walks close to me getting in my face a bit. "We ain't goin' anywhere, okay? Now look, Hershel, he's gonna have to understand. Okay? He-- Well he's gonna have to." He says the last part quietly to try to get his point across. I put my hand to his chest and shove him back a bit to stand my ground and put distance between us, but before I could say anything further T-dog's voice interrupts, "Oh shit..." Shane looks away and towards the direction of the barn. It's only then I realize that Daryl had made his way up behind Shane. Shane starts taking off into a full sprint, everyone else following behind, calling out to him. Today just kept getting worse. When I reach the barn, Shane starts yelling and firing off his gun and the walker my daddy was holding on to. "Enough!! Risking our lives for a little girl who's gone! Enough living next to a barn full of things that are trying to kill us! Enough!! Rick, it ain't like it was before! Now if y'all wanna live, if y'all wanna survive, you gotta fight for it! I'm talking about fighting, right here!!! Right now." Shane runs for the barn and starts breaking the doors lock. Rick was calling for my father, but he was down on the grown out of it. I run up in front of my daddy, I knew he would be upset if I killed any of the walkers in there, it was my family in there too, but I had to protect the family I still had left, and there was bo stopping this now. I rose my rifle to the barn doors. Daryl had joined my side and soon the others followed behind. Soon, walkers were pouring out the barn doors, one after another. And as fast as the sound of gun fire started, it stopped. But it wasn't done, there was still groaning coming from the barn. Everyone raising their guns back up, but they all fell when it was a small child coming from outside the barn. "Sophia!!!" I turn to see Carol running, Daryl catching her before she could make it to the little girl. This was the girl they were looking for, she had been here the entire time. Nobody shoots or moves, heads hung low for the small child and her crying mother. I glance to Shane, the only time I saw a glimpse of any emotion on his face other than anger. I see Rick step past him, raising his pistol as no one else could do it. I put my head down as he pulls the trigger and the child hits the ground.

"Don't look. Don't look." Carol shoves Daryl back, going off to be alone. All was silent, my family crying softly behind me. I bend forward, hands on my knees in an attempt to stabilize myself. I had shot my step-brother. Tears fall from my eyes, silently crying. I felt like I couldn't move, I couldn't look up, I couldn't look at my family, the dead or the alive ones. I jump and come back to when I feel a hand on my back. Daryl was bent over beside me. "You there?" I breathed in sharply, frustratingly wiped my tears and followed my family back to the house. "We've been out. We've been combing these woods looking for her. And she was in there all along? You knew." Shane chasing our family all the way to the house. Rick and Daryl trying to stop him. "You knew, and you kept it from us." I keep in the back trying to keep him away from my daddy. He really was pissing me off today. "Haven't you done enough?" We reach the steps and my daddy stops walking. "I didn't know." Shane just couldn't fucking wait. "That's bullshit. I think y'all knew." My daddy walks towards him, which I didn't like. "Why was she there?!" The second he raised his voice, I walked dback down the steps to stand beside my father. "Otis put those people in the barn. Maybe he found her and put her in there before he was killed." I could tell Shane was getting impatient and anger covering his face. "You expect me to believe that? What do I look like? Do I look like an idiot to you?" He starts walking forwards, but Rick cuts in. "Shane. Hey, hey, hey, hey." Daryl looks at me with what looks like sympathy. "I don't care what you believe!" I focus back onto the situation in front of me. "Everybody just calm down!!" I could tell my daddy was at his final straw. "Get him off my land!!" Shane pushes past Rick and storms towards my daddy. "Let me tell you somethin'." I step in front of my father and shove Shane back, but he didn't stop. I lost my shit, my hands formed into a fist and sent a hard punch to his nose, causing it to bleed a bit. No doubt I broke it. "You don't touch him." I could see he wanted to hit me back from the look in his eyes. I didn't back down, I wasn't going to just let him hit my father. Before anything more could happen, Daryl puts himself between Shane and I. I feel a hands on my arm and turn around to see Maggie and Glenn pulling me inside the house. My daddy pats my shoulder and follows before saying one last word.

It was now dark and I sat out in the field again. Watching the stars with a cigarette lit, just like the other night, and the plenty of nights before that. My vision was blurry with the tears that threatened to fall. I take one last puff of smoke before putting the cigarette out on my boot. "How ya holdin' up?" I clear my throat and blink away my tears before looking up to Daryl, who stood beside me. "I-" I try to speak but my voice betrayed me. I nod my head as tears rise up, trying to keep it together. He now sat down beside me and rubbed my back ever so gently. "It's okay to not be okay." I turn to look at him, the tears now falling. He puts his hand in my hair and pulls me into the space where his shoulder meets his neck. I let a sob escape from me and push myself further into him. Soon the tears stopped falling, and my face was stained wet. I take a deep breath in, he smelt of cigarette, something that calmed me. I pull back and look up into his blue eyes, him staring back into mine. Everything around us was still and quiet, just the too of us out here. Daryl breaks the silence. "Tell me about 'em?" I smile softly at the older man. He sat out there with me the entire night, listening to me tell stories about my step-brother Shawn, along with many of the other people who were held up in that barn.