Summary:You are Rick’s sister and have been seperated from him since the beginning. What happens when Glenn and Daryl find you and take you back to Alexandria?
Warning: fluff, blood, mentions of death —————————————————————————————————-
Your heart was pounding and your legs were throbbing as you
ran through the woods. All you wanted to do was take a breath and sit down but
you didn’t have time. Your camp had just been overrun by a group called the
saviors, and you weren’t prepared to become their prisoner. Most of your
friends had died anyway. You saw them get gunned down or beaten to death. There
was nothing you could do but run, run as far as you could and not look back.
Tears began to cool your burning face as you thought about your brother for the
first time in years. You wondered if he was alive and out there somewhere, in
this cruel new world. Your thoughts were dismissed as you ran into a clearing
and you skidded to a halt. Your deep breaths had caught the attention of
walkers and they were now turning to face you as you had run into their area.
“Shit” you muttered under your breath.
You turned to run but stopped as you saw the walkers
emerging from every direction. You couldn’t get away from these dead assholes.
You took the gun from its holder and shot at the walker, the sound muffled
thanks to the silencer. You carried on aiming and shooting at the ones who got
too close for comfort, but like always you had run out of bullets and you had
none to spare. You angrily threw the gun to the ground and let out a frustrated
sigh as you grabbed your knife and plunged it into the walkers’ head.
You felt yourself get light headed for a second and you
quickly squeezed your eyes shut to keep your blood flowing. “C’mon (y/n)” you
muttered to yourself.
You stabbed a walker through its head and behind you was
another. You turned and placed your hand on its shoulder, your hand flying up
to its head but someone had beat you to it. An arrow flew past you and hit the
walker you were about to kill. Everything went silent for a moment and you
thought you had gone crazy. Where the hell did that arrow come from? You spun
around, your eyes scanning the surrounding area but you saw no one. A walker
came up behind you but you ended its second life. Your eyes scanned the treeline
and this time you saw a gruff looking man come out. He held a crossbow and he
sent an arrow flying at a walker. You wondered if he was part of the group that
just took yours out, but you figured if he was he would have killed you by now.
Both of you worked together to finish off the remaining
walkers. When he had taken out the final one he then turned the bow on you.
“What the hell?” you said, out of breath.
“Daryl!” Your eyes looked to the man who had come out from
the trees, he was Asian looking and he carried a gun. “Put it down man”
“She could be a threat” the man called Daryl mumbled back.
He kept his eyes on you the whole time, making you feel slightly uncomfortable.
“We’re here to recruit, not kill”
Daryl hesitated before quickly pulling away and lowering his
weapon. He paced around a little before squaring up to you, getting in your
face. “How many walkers have you killed?”
“Step the fuck back” you said, pushing him away from you as
you didn’t like how close he got. He went to lunge forward but the Asian man
grabbed his arm and sent him a warning look.
“How many walkers?” the Asian man said this time.
“I don’t know, I don’t keep count” you replied, getting
angry at their dumb question.
“How many people you killed?” Daryl spoke, making you shoot
your eyes over to him. You bit the inside of your lip as you quickly looked
down to the floor and then back up to him.
“It doesn’t matter-”
“Yeah it does!”
You hesitated before answering. “It was either me, or them”
Daryl kept his eyes locked on you but this time you stared
back, not wanting him to think you were scared or weak.
“I’m Glenn” the Asian man said, stepping between the two of
you as he sensed some tension.
You decided to peel your eyes away from Daryl’s glare as you
looked at Glenn.
“(Y/n)” you said bluntly.
“Hi (y/n). We’re from a community, not too far from here. We
come out maybe once or twice a week to try and recruit some people” Glenn said.
“Recruit? You planning on having a war with the walkers or
something?” you joked, sending the two men an ‘are you crazy?’ look.
“Sort of. We’re planning a war but not with the walkers.
Have you heard of a group called the saviors?”
You tilted your head at his question and squinted your eyes.
“The hell do you know about the saviors?”
“Not much. We’re doing a favour for the Hilltop”
“I know a little something about the saviors.”
“We’ll explain everything in more detail if you come back
with us. We have food, water and shelter. We got guns and people”
You ran a hand over your face as you contemplated what to
do. You knew you wanted revenge on the saviors for what they did to your group,
but how could you trust these people? It was a risk you were willing to take,
you knew that if you got into trouble you’d find a way out. You always did.
“Fine, take me to your group” you said, taking a step forward.
“Great!” Glenn looked to Daryl who still had his eyes on you
but he immediately looked away when you all started moving.
You looked up at the tall walls that surrounded the
community. On the walk back there, Daryl told you that this place was called
Alexandria. Other than that, you didn’t talk much to the two of them. You
trailed slightly behind them as you wanted to be cautious, and you left
yourself a trail to follow in case something went wrong.
“Eugene!” Glenn shouted as you approached the gates. They
slid open with ease and your eyes scanned the inside of the community. You
could see rows of house and you immediately started getting your hopes up.
“Who’s this?” Eugene asked, watching you nervously.
“(Y/n), she’s gonna help us with the saviors” Glenn spoke.
Eugene nodded his head and watched you cautiously as the
three of you walked in. You felt everyone’s eyes on you as you walked. You must
have looked a mess from running, not to mention you were covered in sweat and
“Where’s Rick?” Daryl asked a woman with a sword.
You tilted your head at the name and you furrowed your
eyebrows. The girl with the sword looked at you and then back to Daryl. “He’s
inside” she nodded her head towards a house before walking off.
There was no way it was your brother. But you couldn’t help
but let your heart speed up at his name. You followed the two men into the
house and your nerves were building up, you assumed this Rick guy was the boss
because he was inside while everyone was out working.
“Hey Rick!” Daryl’s gruff voice
rung throughout the house.
A voice came from the kitchen and your heart raced. Half of
you knew it wasn’t your brother, but the other half didn’t want to lose hope.
You eagerly followed Daryl into the kitchen and tears immediately hit your eyes.
There he was, Rick. Your brother. His eyes looked up and his face changed when he
saw you. He looked shocked but over the moon. Nevertheless, both of you kept
your cool as you spoke.
“Rick?” you took a step forward and he stood from the stool.
Rick opened his mouth to talk but he was lost for words. He
smiled as he took a big step towards you and pulled you into his arms. It felt
good to know after all this time he was alive. The last you had heard from him
was before he was shot on the police chase.
“I didn’t know you were still alive” he said, his voice
cracking just a little.
“I thought you were dead too” you said, letting out a small
“Someone wanna explain what’s going on?” Daryl spoke from
the doorway, both him and Glenn looking confused.
“This is my-”
You broke away from Ricks hug as you were attacked by Carl,
his arms wrapping around your neck.
“Carl! You’ve grown so damn much!” you said, letting the
tears drop as you hugged your nephew. The last time you saw him he up to your
waist and now look at him.
“She’s your sister” Glenn spoke, nodding his head as he
“Dad, she has to meet Judith!” Carl spoke.
“Who’s Judith?” you asked, pulling away from Carl and
ruffling his hair.
Everyone paused for a second before carl realised what he
said. “Oh, yeah” he whispered. “I forgot”
“It’s okay” Rick said, placing a hand on his shoulder.
“Hello? Who’s Judith?” you asked again.
“Lori’s daughter” Rick said, lowering his head.
“You had another!” you squealed.
“Oh” you said, dropping your head as well. “I’d like to meet
her anyway, is Lori here?”
“You have a lot to catch up on” Daryl mumbled before walking
off. You looked at Rick and followed him through the house. Although you knew a
lot of people must have died, you were happy that you had finally found your brother.
You were excited to help your new group with the saviors and maybe even get to
know Daryl a little more, he was very mysterious. —————————————————————————————————-
ok but the fact that glenn started team family. maggie was right and i never explicitly thought about it that way until now. glenn didn’t just save rick’s life back in atlanta - he put into motion every event that would lead these characters to meet and come to care about each other so much.
team family wouldn’t exist without the selfless, compassionate, caring, pure heart and soul of glenn rhee and everything they do to protect each other honors him and his memory and everything he risked and sacrificed and that’s honestly the most beautiful thing i’ve ever heard.
You were in trouble. You were trapped. Glenn didn’t know you, but he helped you. He put himself in danger for you. And that started it all. From Atlanta, to my daddy’s farm, to the prison, to here. To this moment now. Not as strangers, as family. Because Glenn chose to be there for you that day a long time ago, that was the decision that changed everything. It started with both of you, and it just grew. To all of us. To sacrifice for each other. To suffer, to stand, to grieve, to give, to love, to live. To fight for each other.
“Because Glenn chose to be there for you that day a long time ago. That was the decision that changed everything. it started with both of you, and it just grew, to all of us. To sacrifice for each other, to suffer and stand, to grieve, to give, to love, to live, to fight for each other. Glenn made the decision, Rick. I was just following his lead.”