Daryl Dixon One Shots

Brother

Daryl's POV
Once we got this man down we pointed our guns at him. He had a beard and long hair. Something seemed familiar.
"Do you guys even have any amo?" He asked.
Both me and Rick shot a walker coming to close and then pointed back to this guy.
"So? You have a name?" Rick asked.
"Paul Monroe. But my friends call me Jesus," He told us sitting up.
"Monroe? Like Y/N Monroe?" I asked him.
"Y/N! Yes! My sister? You know my sister?" Paul smiled.
"Ye," Rick nodded, "I'm Rick. Thats Daryl."
"I'm Y/N's boyfriend," I held out my hand and Paul took it, then I lifted him up.
"Where is she?" He asked.
"We have a camp not to far from here," Rick told him, "We can take you to her but we cant let you see where the camp is seen as we don't know you or you're supposed friends you name you after a well known man named Jesus."
"If you think its a cult thing, its not. Its the looks," Paul pointed at himself, "But I understand."
Rick pulled some cloth out of his pocket and wrapped it around his eyes. We then took him to the car and started to drive.

Y/N's POV
When I was sat inside my house, I heard a car pull up outside. I opened the front door to see it was Rick and Daryl.
"You have a good run?" I asked.
"Ye!" Rick nodded, "But we have a surprise. Close your eyes."
"Okay," I nodded and closed them.
I felt Ricks hands take mine and lead me down the steps.
"Oh my god," I heard someone else's voice.
"Open your eyes in," Daryl told me, "Three, two, one."
I opened my eyes and it was my brother. It was Paul.
"Fuck off," I laughed so happy.
"Your alive," Paul grinned.
I walked over and hugged him, then he hugged me back.
"God sake I thought you would be dead," I sighed from relief.
"You cant kill Jesus," He shook his head, "By the way. I like your boyfriend."
"Daryl? Ye! Hes the best," I grinned.
Then I looked at my boyfriend and my best friend, "Thank you."