You had known Daryl since the farm, being the oldest of Hershel’s 3 daughters, he kind of stayed away from you during the first few months. But when you lost the farm everyone became closer, including you and Daryl.

But you grew distant after the Governer incident with Maggie and Glenn, when Daryl ran off with his brother, Merle, instead of coming back to the prison. It hurt. You understood why he chose his brother but weren’t you important to him too?

When he came back with Merle you avoided him, ignoring him and just turning the other way. That was..until Merle died in an effort to stop the Governor. You felt like you had to comfort him, to help keep his mind off it or to just help him through it.

But Daryl wasn’t one to talk about feelings, he liked to keep things to himself. You weren’t sure why but you weren’t about to ask. He was intimidating enough when he was calm and you had seen him angry but you could only imagine how bad it would be if that anger was directed at you. But that didn’t matter now. You had to be there for him. Even if you were still upset with him.

You went looking for him, finding him outside. He was in the courtyard of the prison, just sitting on one of those picnic tables. He was staring out past the fences, at the setting sun and the pine trees.