The weeks dragged by like an endless nightmare. Every day without you felt like a lifetime to Daryl. He, Rick, Michonne, and Glenn scoured every abandoned town, house, and forest clearing, their determination unwavering. Despite the dangers, they never gave up hope of finding you.

You , on the other hand, had been surviving on sheer willpower. Separated from the group, you found refuge in an old, half-collapsed cabin in the woods. Supplies were scarce, and the constant threat of walkers made every day a fight for survival. Yet, you held on, clinging to the hope that Daryl and the others would find you

One cold, gray morning, you heard the distant rumble of a car engine. Heart pounding, you peeked through the cabin's broken window. A familiar truck came into view, and you could hardly believe your eyes. Could it really be them?

"Daryl, look!" Michonne called, spotting the cabin through the trees.

Daryl's heart skipped a beat as he saw the cabin. He leaped out of the truck before it even came to a complete stop, sprinting towards the building with Rick, Michonne, and Glenn close behind.

"Y/N!" Daryl's voice cracked with emotion as he burst through the door.