RE-WRITING! Guardian Angel. (A Walking Dead/Daryl Dixon Fan Fiction)

Chapter 17.

Glenn's Point of View.

 I was sat on the porch, my head down, my hands together. I was praying. Praying for Carl, for Rick and Lori. For Piper. She's like my sister, and I know she's had a tough time, and I know it's tearing her down. I'm afraid, afraid she's gonna do something stupid. I don't know what I'd do if I lost her. I can't loose my sister. 

"Are you praying?" Maggie's voice sounded, startling me. I looked up at her and dropped my hands. 

"Why do you sneak up on people so much?" I asked. 

"You're easy to sneak up on." She smirked, sitting up on the wooden fence. I sighed and nodded. 

"I was praying...Well I was trying to." I told her. 

"You religious? You pray a lot?" She questioned. 

"Actually this was my first try." I admitted, slightly embarrassed. 

"Ever?" She asked. I slowly nodded. "Wow. Sorry. I didn't mean to wreck your first time." Maggie apologized. 

"God probably got the gist." I told her. 

"Praying for what?" She asked, biting her lip. 

"My friends. Looks like they could all use a little help right now." I explained. There was a silence. "You think... you think God exists?" I asked, breaking it. 

"I always took it on faith, lately I've wondered with everything that's happened, there must have been a lot of praying going on. It seems quite a few went unanswered." Maggie explained. 

"Thanks. This is really helping." I said sarcastically. 

"Sorry, go ahead. Really." She smiled. 

"You gonna watch?" I asked. Maggie smiled again before standing up and walking over to me. She bent down and grabbed my glass. 

"I'll get you a refill instead." She said before turning away and walking over to the door. "I know it's not my business, and feel free to believe in God, but the thing is you've got to make it okay somehow no matter what happens." She said turning back to me. I looked down as she turned back away. Then it dawned on me. 

"Wait." I called. Maggie turned back and raised her eyebrows. "Do you know a girl called Piper Deleware?" I asked. 

"Yeah, she's my cousin." She said, nodding. "How do you know her?" She asked. 

"She's been with our group for months." I told her. 

"Piper's alive?" She exclaimed. 

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Piper's Point of View.

We drove up the dirt driveway. My heart pounding with anxiety. I was gonna see Maggie, and Beth and Shawn and my Uncle. Also Otis and Patricia.  I smiled to myself and hugged tighter to Daryl. I closed my eyes as the wind danced through my hair. For the first time in a long time, I felt content. I opened my eyes as we began to slow down. I looked up at the familiar house. The motorcycle came to a halt and I quickly climbed off. 

"Piper!" Maggie's voice called. I looked up to see her and Beth rushing toward me. I smiled widely and ran towards them, engulfing them both into a hug. 

"Maggie, Beth!" I exclaimed, pulling back slightly, taking a look at the two. I sniffled as tears began to run down my cheeks. 

"Don't cry, we're together now." Beth said. I smiled and pulled them into another hug. Suddenly the farmhouse door opened and Hershel stepped out. More tear filled my eyes and I rushed over to him.