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A/N: So I am a full on Bethyl shipper, but I wanted to try a something different. This is a Daryl x Reader fic where you are the main character. Its going to start during season 2 at the farm and continue from there. Beth and Maggie are your best friends. I hope you all enjoy!! :D
*I do not own The Walking Dead or any of it Charaters*
(also, not everything is going to happen exactly as it had in the show so if you don’t like that then you don’t need to read lol)
You watched from the doorway as Hershel got to work on the pale child with the bullet wound. Poor Otis felt awful and didn’t know quite what to make of the whole situation. You glanced at Beth and saw the worry in her eyes, but she wasn’t looking at you, she was watching the child’s father. He looked so lost, scared, and confused. You reached over and grabbed her hand and squeezed softly, giving her comfort since Maggie was out looking for the rest of the man’s group.
“Y/N.” You looked up as Hershel nodded his head for you to join him. You quickly made it to his side, ignoring the twisting of nerves in your stomach. Helping him during a surgery wasn’t new to you, you had worked at his vet clinic for years, though surgery on a person was not something you had trained for.
“Can you handle this?” he asked softly. Apparently your worry showed more than you realized so you took a deep breath and reigned it in. You never let anyone see you weak, and you weren’t about to start now.
“I’m good.” You looked to Hershel and nodded and helped where you could as he worked to save young boy whose name you learned was Carl. You knew you were in for a stressful few hours.
Once Hershel had done all he could you went upstairs for a much needed shower. Your stomach was still churning as you replayed everything in your head.
Though you had been wearing gloves, you still felt as though you had blood on your hands and it made your skin crawl. You scrubbed your skin ignoring the stinging feeling as it became raw. You felt the tears welling up in your eyes and grew frustrated. Crying wasn’t something you did anymore. You didn’t let things get to you. But at least no one was around to see it. You could never let that happen.
If Beth and Maggie knew you were thinking like that, they would probably smack you. But they just didn’t understand it. You didn’t have the life they had growing up. If it hadn’t been for them, you probably never would have known what it was like to be part of a family. Though you weren’t related by blood, they were the closest thing you ever had.
Taking a deep breath you exited the shower and got dressed and pulled yourself together. You heard a rumble coming from outside and knew that the rest of Ricks group must have arrived. As you came down you heard Hershel introducing everyone hesitated before you walked out. Large groups weren’t really your thing.
As you walked out onto the porch, you could feel the gazes of the newcomers on you but hid your nerves well. “This is (Y/N). She is family.”
You smiled at Hershel softly. You always felt a little happier when he referred to you as that. He never stated what your “title” was, just that you were family, cuz in his mind that was all that mattered.
Scanning the group you realized that they didn’t seem too bad. The blond woman seemed a little on edge, but who wasn’t now-a-days. Then you spotted the older woman, she seemed so broken and lost and you felt pity in your chest. You knew those feeling all too well. You saw a man take a closer step to Rick and made eye contact with him, and immediately you felt unease. He just looked sketchy, you couldn’t tell what it was but there was something in his eyes that made you squirm. Looking away quickly you saw a member of the group on his motorcycle, he had some distance between himself and the rest of the group, seemed like he may not be comfortable with people either, but you couldn’t seem to look away. Something about him called to you. He didn’t seem to notice you staring until Hershel cleared his throat.
You jumped slightly and blushed looking back to Rick who had apparently said something to you.
“I’m sorry, what?” you mumbled.
“It’s nice to meet you officially.” He repeated, “Thank you for helping with my son.” He and his wife Lori both gave you warm smiles that you returned reluctantly. You were starting to get uneasy from the attention.
Maggie had moved to your side and elbowed you slightly and you realized that you hadn’t responded.
“Oh, uh no problem.” You said holding your head high. You felt ridiculous for the way you were acting. Pull it together!
Hershel began to address the group again about them staying. You knew it wasn’t exactly what he had intended to do, but he was never one to turn someone in need away. You knew that from experience, and it was something you admired about him.
As the terms of their stay were set everyone began to go about their business and you glanced back to the man who seemed to keep to himself and saw he was watching you.
Refusing to let him see you squirm, you nodded and turned to follow Maggie and Beth into the house. You couldn’t explain the feeling you got when you looked at him, and if this was how it was going to be every time you saw him, things were going to get interesting.
A/N: Okay guys, this is a preview type thing, if you think it seems like its going in a good direction please comment and let me know.