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You Saved Me (a Daryl Dixon Love Story)

Where's The Booze

“We have to go look for her man! You would if it was Lori!” I screamed at Rick.

“Daryl, we can’t go back. She led them off into the woods. She could be anywhere now. We don’t even know if she’s alive still! No one’s seen her alive since we left. We can’t go back! We just have to keep pressing forwards!”

Carl was crying. This was the second friend he’d lost in a matter of weeks.

“I can’t leave her, Rick. I can’t.” Tears were building up in my eyes too now.

“She’s a smart girl. She has her gun, and her crowbar, and she had that rucksack she packed. She might be fine. But we cannot stay put here any longer. We have to leave.”

Rick got back in the car, and started it up. Everyone else slowly followed. Carol climbed back onto the bike. Everyone had given up. I wished my love into the trees, and started driving with everyone else.

I woke up on my perch at the top of the stairs. It had been months since we left her, and I still dreamt of her every night. Carol came and sat beside me, giving me a kiss on my temple.

“You okay there baby?”

I nodded and gave her a quick smile. “I’m going to go and take the watch over from T-Dog. I’ll see you later on?”

She smiled and waved me off. I went outside and sniffed the dawn air. It was nice. I stretched out and called to T-Dog.

“Hey man! You wanna switch?”

He looked down from the tower and shook his head. “Nah man, I’m cool for a bit. Why don’t you go hunt? I know you miss it!”

I shrugged and went back inside. I could use someone to go with. “Rick, wanna come get some meat?”

He nodded and we headed out into the woods. He’d gotten quieter and quieter since he’d killed Shane, which made him a good hunting partner. Lori had asked me to make sure he gets out a bit more, so I was doing my best.

We trekked down to the perimeter, killed the zombies that lingered there and headed out.

“How’s Lori doing man?” I murmured.

“She’s good. Due soon. We should go get some formula and stuff at some point.”

I nodded. He was still pretty quiet.

I heard a twig snap and spun to look. It was a walker. I lined up my cross bow, when I realised she wasn’t pale enough to be a walker. I crept a little closer, and whistled. She looked up.



I’d been on my own all the way through the winter months. The bright side had been the walkers had slowed down some, but it had been hard. I shifted my bag. I’d found a machete in a store a few months back, and replaced my crowbar. I’d started talking to walkers before I killed them. I’d given up all hope of ever seeing another live human, and just lived day to day. Daryl had left me behind.

There was a whistle and I looked up. Walkers don’t whistle.

“Kat?” Walkers don’t talk either. I looked at the two figures before me. Rick and Daryl. I’d had this hallucination before. I sighed. They’d go away eventually. I tuned out whatever they were saying. One of them took my hand. I almost laughed. This hallucination would look mental from the outside. They led me through a fence, and into a prison. Someone sat me down on a bunk. They were talking at me. I wish they’d go away. This was a cruel hallucination.

They pushed me down to lay back, and I kicked my shoes off. Might as well get comfy. I fell asleep shortly. Couldn’t do any harm. I’d die or I wouldn’t.

I woke up and it was dark. There was someone sat by my bed. “Glenn?”

He looked at me. “Hey Kat. You’re okay?”

I blinked. “I’ve never hallucinated about you before.”

He frowned. “Kat, this is real.”


“Yeah. We’re in a prison. Got in all safe and locked down. You couldn’t imagine that could you? You wouldn’t know how.”

He had a point there. My eyes got blurry with tears. “Glenn!” I fell out of the bed and gave him a hug. He was real. He was alive. I cried until I couldn’t cry anymore. He gently moved me back to the bed, and sat opposite me.

“Glenn. How is everyone? Did everyone make it?”

“Everyone is fine. Patricia, Jimmy and Andrea didn’t make it off the farm. But everyone else is good.” He frowned.

“What’s wrong? Is Daryl okay?”

Glenn took a deep breath. “He uh-… He’s fine. He thought you’d died. He’s with Carol.”

I licked my lips. “What do you mean ‘with Carol’?”

“They uh… they’re in a relationship.”

I blinked. “Well. That’s good. I think. Yeah. He moved on. He didn’t hurt too bad over me. Good. Good. Glenn. Do we have booze?” I felt all numb again

He looked at me with… pity? “Yeah, I have some spirits in my cell. Come on. Say hi to everyone, and then we can have a quiet night. Me, you and Maggie yeah?”

I nodded. He led me outside, and the first person I saw was Carl.

“Kat! You’re okay!” He ran up and hugged me around the middle.

“Hey Carl. You still got those cards?”

He nodded. “I taught Beth how to play.”

I rubbed his cheek. “Good boy.”

Rick came over and gave me a hug, followed by Beth, and Lori. Last came Hershel on crutches.

“Oh my god. What happened?”

“I got bit. But it’s okay. Rick took off my leg before it could spread. I’m okay. Just lighter a leg.” He chuckled.

I gave him a hug. Then Glenn led me and Maggie off to his cell. Apparently T-Dog was on watch, and Daryl and Carol were out. We settled in, and Carl dropped off his cards before he went to bed. We played a few drinking games. And soon enough, we were all dizzy and drunk. About 2am, I stumbled into a cell, after Maggie and Glenn fell asleep. I crawled onto the bunk and snuggled into the lump beside me. I was out like a light.


After Kat came back, I moved into a cell so I could avoid her. Sleeping on the stairs meant I’d never be able to get away from her. I climbed into the bunk and fell asleep, ignoring her laughter from down the hall with Maggie and Glenn. Dammit. I’m in a relationship with Carol, I scolded myself. I turned over and fell asleep.

I was woken up by someone curling up against my back. “Fuck off.” I mumbled.

They didn’t move. I turned over and saw it was Kat. “Kat, find yerr own cell.” She grumbled but didn’t move. I sighed. There wasn’t enough room for me to climb over her, so I settled on my back with my arm under my head.

I couldn’t believe she was back. I’d convince myself she was dead. Rick had had to guide both of us back to the prison when we found her. I looked down at her. She was skinnier, and her hair was messier, but still short. The cut was jagged though, like it’d been done without a mirror. Not that I could talk.

I stroked her hair, she didn’t look like she was sleeping well. She kept moaning and groaning in her sleep. I realised she mustn’t have had a safe night’s sleep since we left the farm. Her last good night’s sleep was the night of Dale’s death. “Fuck.”

I ran a hand through my hair. She’d slept well that night I sang to her. I licked my lips. It couldn’t hurt.

I started to sing the song I’d sang that night, but I heard her whisper my name softly. It brought another song to mind.

Honey why you calling me so late?
It's kinda hard to talk right now.
Honey why are you crying? Is everything okay?
I gotta whisper 'cause I can't be too loud

Well, my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

I brushed her hair behind her ear and rubbed her arm. I’d missed her so much.

It's funny that you're calling me tonight
And, yes, I've dreamt of you too
And does he know you're talking to me
Will it start a fight
No I don't think she has a clue

I thought of Carol. Could I carry on with her, now Kat was back? I had thought she was dead. Maybe Carol would understand.

Well my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

I felt so happy. I remembered begging Rick to go back. I remembered her asking me not to leave with Shane that day. I’d thought of it so many times since the day I lost her. She’d asked me to stay, and I’d ignored it. I’d thought it was my fault she had gone. I remembered when she’d woke after hitting her head on that tree, when she told me she loved me.

It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

I leant down and brushed my lips against her temple. Her skin was still so soft.

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

"Honey why you calling me so late?"

I whispered the last line, and my voice broke on it. I was crying, but I wasn’t sure why. I knew one thing though. I had to sort things out with Carol.


Goooooood evening! So... PRESENT Y'ALL! Yeah, you get another chapter. but if one of you doesn't comment on this thing soon, i'm going to start thinking you don't like it... so you know.... ARSE INTO GEAR, PEOPLE! I did notice that I kinda gave up doing Daryl's accent... it occured to me that you all know what Daryl sounds like. Do you need it written phonetically? It was giving me a real headache to do it. My snuggle monster thought I was crazy because I'd keep saying words at random to see if they should be spelt differently with a redneck drawl. And then I started actually speaking like that. I work in a pub occasionally and I came out with this accent in the middle of a shift. The drunks all panicked. It wasn't good my friends! If it means all that much to anyone, let me know, and I'll put extra effort into doing it again, as long as my mental stability doesn't suffer :P



PLEASE write another chapter this story is PUUURRFECT!!!!!! it must go on you are a brilliant writer:)

kaileyE kaileyE

So good love this but apart of me wants to say you fucked that your not touching kat carol crazy land. But at least Carl. Has someone. And I love daryl

dombast dombast

I be pissed carol. Get better and just leave because carol new he was your man. Bitch. Or see how he like you being with someone else. Yes rick would have stay for Lori or even carl

dombast dombast

No carol and Daryl so wrong on so many levels kat should me on fuck the both of them.

dombast dombast

So good

dombast dombast