I, Indy Jenkins, hope that one day I will find Daryl Dixon... Dead.
I was traveling through the forest with my three year old, Kat, whined as a red Mustang drove past us with the car alarm going off. "Fucking retards" I murmured. "Wait Kat, walkers can't drive, baby there's survivors."
I told her. We jogged our way up and on the up I saw a glimpse of someone I wished to never see. Daryl Dixon. He saw me and ran and picked me up. I called over Kitty and told her to go play with the other children.
"What are you doing here baby?" Daryl asked me as I cried tears of joy.
"I saw Mr. China acting stupid, followed 'im." I weeped
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Daryl Dixon (Story of love)
FanfictionA single mother, Indy, strolled through the forest with her 3 year old, Kat, wondering if she will ever find the baby father in such a horrible crusaded world. They traveled through the woods and found camp. Will she find Daryl and get...
