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You'll Die When We Kill You

Daughters Keep Secrets

Carl

In s split second she turned to Daryl. She didn't hate him anymore like she seemed to. Then she instantly treats him like he's her dad when the baby's born. Her eyes lit up when she saw Cherish, but she broke down when she put down her mom. I don't blame her. It's hard to put down someone you love, and I believe at one point she loved her mom. There must have been a point in her life when Harper was a good mom, I just don't know when. Beth brings day old Cherish to her redneck dad to try and calm the crying baby. He takes her from Beth, cradling the brown haired baby. Just last night her eyes open as her sister held her. The red head smiled wide and planted a soft kiss to my cheek. Cherish's green eyes look just like Daryl's, proving how much she looks like him. The baby coos after a minute of being in her father's arms. I smile and look around for my red head. "Where's Peyton?" I ask. Maggie looks at me, then sighs. In that quick second, the thoughts of Peyton being gone ran along in my head. "She's woke up las' night and walked outside. She was set on goin' out there so I didn't stop her." Maggie says. I give a slight sigh out of relief. "She's still out there." She adds. I nod. I walk to the door, walking out and looking for my sweetheart. I look towards B Block for a split second before I see a figure fall by the fence. I run over immediately. I take her in my arms, picking her up with ease. She looks at me. "Am I that light?" She asks, twirling my hair between her fingers. I nod and smile. She giggles and hides her face in my shoulder. "Is she up?' She asks. "She's with Daryl." I answer, starting to walk back to the prison. Before we make it to the door, she's fast asleep in my arms. I walk inside, getting many different looks, but still carry my sweetheart through the cell block. "What was she doin'?" Daryl asks as he feeds his daughter. "She was near the gate so I guess killing walkers." I suggest. I honestly don't have a clue. I lay her down on her bed, but she grabs a hold of my shirt. "Don't leave." She mumbles. I look at her and sigh. I lay down right beside her, wrapping my arms around her waist. She snuggles into me, falling back asleep. I take my hand and move her red hair from her freckled face. My fingertips brush against her soft skin, making it all seem okay. But I notice a small splash of blood on her cheek. I wipe it away, hoping it's not hers.

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12/22/13