[Start from season 3 all the way to season whatever]

the world fell to shit, walkers everywhere, you get bit, you turn, you get scratched, you turn, the only way to kill the walkers is by stabbing them through the brain, the walkers are slow but never stop, they are drawn to light, sound, fire, blood and most of all life

all the women in the group are useless. you on the other hand always make yourself useful, help hunt, kill, fish, protect, the whole group respect you for how helpful you are, you help out as much as all the men in the group do

you, much like Daryl after his brother Merle went missing, have nobody, your alone like you always have been and so is Daryl. So you've both grown close, and told eachother a lot about your past, even showing eachother scars from childhood abuse, and daryl trusts you and you trust him which is rare for both of you, he makes you feel safe and like your not alone, hes become your best friend, you are his too

all that's left of the group is Daryl, you, Rick, Lori who's dead now from child birth to a baby girl, Carl, Glenn, Carol, T-dog, Hershal, Maggie, Beth

for the first time since the farm the groups found fences and walls, specifically a prison so no one gets in and noone gets out

after Lori has given birth and died, Rick is off having a meltdown, it's late at night, you and Daryl just got back from an emergency run for formula and many other supplies, for a rushed mission you did well, as you run into cell block C with all the supplies passing them to Maggie and Beth and they immediately start making a bottle, the unnamed baby girl is crying in her brother, Carl's arms, until Daryl takes her in his arms cuddling her to his chest and softly shushing the baby, he takes the bottle from Maggie that she's made

"She gotta' name yet?"

Carl shakes his head

he looks at the now calm baby in his arms

"Ya like tha' huh? Lil ass kicker?" he jokes

everyone chuckles

"Righ'? Tha's a good name huh? You like that? You like that sweetheart? Huh"