Being a kid in an apocalypse was hard. What was harder, was being a kid without parents. For you though, there was one man you could always rely on. Glenn. He wasn’t your dad, but he was always there. You shared a bond like no other, and he treated you just like his kid.

You, Glenn, Rick and Daryl were in one of the Alexandria houses. You were on the couch asleep, Glenn, Rick and Daryl chatting about a supply run. “Dad..?” You mumbled. Glenn looked over. He wasn’t sure if you were sleep talking and dreaming, or calling him that.