Broken Angels: Daryl Dixon + OC Fanfic

Chapter 10: Not Alone

Daryl made his way out into the woods he began tracking T-Dogs steps and moved quickly. He was losing the sun and tracking with a flashlight was less than ideal. He got to a big tree where he assumed T-Dog sat. He finally caught sight of Jayden's tracks. Here combat boots were heavy-duty and made deep imprints into the ground.

He heard a crack and a growl he quickly hid behind the tree and pulled out his knife. Once he had both weapons in hand he turned quickly aiming toward the sound. He saw a figure through the fog crouched down.

"Stupid....... Motherload... Peace of SHIT!" He heard the feminine voice through the trees grunting and growling through each word.

He put down his weapons and stood up from the tree. He shined his flashlight at her figure and saw her lean figure dragging a 3-point buck on the ground. He couldn't help but smirk as she struggled the move the buck.

Once Jayden noticed the light she turned and saw the redneck standing there with a smirk plastered on his face. She released a sigh and stood up turning around to face him. She put her hands on her hips waiting for him to say something.

"Well, Legolas are you just going to stand there a look pretty or are you going to help?" Jayden threw her arms up in the air and looked at him expectantly. He looked down and started walking towards her.

"Don do that" He mumbled.

"Do what" she added sarcastically with a smile now plastered on her face. "Call ya pretty"

"Pfft... Stop" He grumbled.

He made his way next to her and handed her his crossbow and sheathed his own knife. He bent down and picked up the deer around his shoulders. He stood back up and started walking back in the direction of the prison. Jayden followed closely behind him scanning their surroundings for any signs of walkers.

"Why are you out here anyway," Jayden asked.

"Came out for your stupid ass," He said shortly. "What the hell were ya thinking anyway. Rick has a two-person rule for a reason." He turned around worry and anger were etched in his tone.

"I wasn't alone I was with T-Dog and yes I went off to get this deer but honestly if you were with T-Dog you would understand he stomps like an elephant." Jayden laughed to herself and stopped dead in her tracks when she came face to face with the look Daryl was giving her.

"You think this is funny. You could've died out here with no one to have your back." He yelled at her before stomping off.

"I don't know if you remember I survived months no years without anyone's help by myself. So don't come at me with a lecture when you don't even give a shit." Jayden yelled at his back stomping towards him.

"What did you just say" He dropped the deer off of his shoulders and turned to her pointing a finger in her face.

"I said you don't give a shit. Maybe you care about your group but every time you look at me I can see you don't want me here. Always throwing down my suggestions and just being a total ass. I'm sick of it!" Jayden came very close to his face as she seethed.

"Man you don't know the hell you talking about." He turned and walked off and then spun on his heel and came right back towards her. "You don think I care about ya?"

"Well do you? Cause now would be a great time to tell me." She looked at him expectantly.

"Look I ain... I'm not good with that shit." He looked down at the ground and back up at Jayden. "Don't you ever say I don care about ya?" With that, he turned and picked up the deer heading back in the direction of the prison.