Survive// Reader × Carl Grimes

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It's been a couple of days since I became Mrs. Grimes and it was different, every choice I made was now made with Carl, we weren't use to this. Too much has been going on these last couple of days, Darick's fever wasn't going away, he was getting sicker and we didn't know what to do except let him tough it out. There was no sign of Rick or the Kingdom saying that they where okay so today I sent one of the fighters of Alexandria to go check up on them. Carl was out somewhere today, he's been doing this lately and I was getting worried that he went looking for that traveler guy after I've told him not to a dozen times, he reassures me that he's not but this is Carl Grimes, kid is known for stupid decisions. Michonne came back the next day Rosita and I came back from Daryl's reckless, rouge mission meeting, she told Rosita and I that she doubts that they'll attack.
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"How do you know that?" Rosita asks "they're still pissed about Denise's death"

"Because they don't have enough power" Michonne says and I lean foward, putting my elbows on my knees watching Carl play with Darick in the yard, I can't help but smile.

"Do you think we should go back?" Rosita asks leaning on the porch rail, arms crossed.

"No, I believe Daryl and Tara will come to their senses and realize that they need to wait for Rick's plan" I say.

"I hope so" she says unsure looking at me before focusing her attention towards the two boys.
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''I knew it! I fucking knew this shit would happen" I hear Rosita say as she storms onto the porch. I look at her then at Carl who was finishing his apple and was just confused as I was with what she was fussing about, she slams the door and I glare.

"Please Rose just wake up the baby I just put to sleep" I say and she cools down just a tad.

"They went through with it" she says in a rough whisper, I look at her clenching my jaw. "I told you! I had Jeremy go check it out and he said they're on their way back" I look at her then back at Carl before walking out of the house.

"Go get 'em honey" Carl says and I roll my eyes.

"Shut up Carl" I say walking out the house.

I look at the gate and watch as the three walk in, I cross my arms and glare as they do, Tara looks down trying to hide a grin causing me to get more heated than I already was. Morgan comes up to me and as he does he looks at me before walking off probably seeing the fire in my eyes, I pull him back and I glare at the three.

"Ya'll should of waited, you idiots!" I say mentally slapping all of them. "You could of been killed! Do you know that you've added more fuel to the fire?! They have more fire power than us! Negan and everybody else could be getting out right now because of you three idiots" they look at each other then back at me.

"When did Rick put you in charge?" Tara asked "cause last time I checked it was Michonne and Carl who where in charge-"

"And you didn't listen to Michonne-"

"Y/n-" Morgan says

"No, shut up" I snap

"So how did you get in charge?"

"Carl put me in charge" I say "Carl and I are married, something you missed because of your rouge mission" I glare at Daryl who hid his eyes at me obviously feeling guilty.

"The plan worked okay, calm down"

"You better hoped it did, if it didn't I swear your lives will be hell" I say before walking off putting a hand through my hair frustrated.
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Daryl:

It had been a stressful and long day, I knew y/n was pissed but she would get over it within a few hours. I entered the group house and walk into the pantry to see some crackers. Look old, screw it. I open it and look inside to hear the piercing screams of a woman.

"NO!" I hear y/n scream from upstairs and without hesitation I drop the box and run up the wooden stairs. "NO!" I throw the door open to see the woman on her knees rocking back and fourth, her head was down as if she was shielding something.

"Y/n" I say, I try to touch her but she starts screaming, I back up and look in her arms.

"H-He's- this is my f-fault!" She says and I stare at her confused of what was goin' on, she turns around and I look down in her arms to see the baby in her arms not making any sound.
"I-I tried CPR, it's not working!" I grab the newborn and see it slowly turning, losing all color it once had, I open his eyes and see the once blue eyes turn into a dead greyish color, I feel my heart drop knowing that there's nothing I can do to help, I feel thes tears start developing.

"Y/n-"

"I-I-he can't!" She says sobbing, I hear pounding footsteps running up the stairs, I look and see Carl run to the door, he looks between us. His eyes serch to see what was happening but stops as he sees to the still child in my arms, we hear more footsteps run up the stairs.

"He's dead" I say almost in a whisper as they come up.