don't give up - for kajam (HFE)
December 19 - daryl&carol - "Don't give up. You still have..." - 
kajam
Sorry for the delay with this one love, hope you like it :) Was so fun ficcing our beloved Caryl <3 <3
Don't Give Up
Daryl found Carol folding clothes behind Dale's camper. It was something she'd been doing since the past two days when they had found Sophia. He figured it was some sort of mothering thing, even though the clothes were random shirts and stuff they'd collected along the way. Gave her something to do.
He didn't say anything when he arrived beside her, but she turned and gave him a blank, emotionless smile. Her previously sparkling eyes were dull and missing something. Missing a light, a glimmer. Something that had been there before.
"Good morning." Carol greeted him, and then going back to folding. "Do you need some clothes? I've been folding since the sun came up, there's lots of clean things to choose from."
"No." Daryl replied, scrutinizing her movements. She smiled at him, again with no emotion. As if her face was just going through the motions but her heart was most definitely not in it. Robotic.
"Then is there something else I can help you with?" Carol asked politely. "I have all the time in the world."
Daryl squinted in the sunlight and shrugged his shoulders. "I don't want you to give up." He said plainly. To him, it was a fact. And he could do it. Without Merle, he'd kept going. Didn't even cross his mind to check out, but after Andrea's freak-out from losing Amy, he had begun to realize that maybe women just reacted differently, especially mothers who lose their children.
"Why not?" Carol straightened a stack of clean shirts. "Sophia was it. She was everything. My whole life, she was the only good thing. And she wasn't just good; she was perfect."
"Yeah..." Daryl agreed completely, and there were days he'd thought he wanted to find that little girl even more than Carol did. That wasn't true, he knew that, but he'd been convinced he would find her. "That's the reason you shouldn't give up."
Carol's brow wrinkled in confusion.
"You're every bit as perfect as her." He said quietly, echoing the words she'd spoken to him mere days before. "Every bit."
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kajam
Sorry for the delay with this one love, hope you like it :) Was so fun ficcing our beloved Caryl <3 <3
Don't Give Up
Daryl found Carol folding clothes behind Dale's camper. It was something she'd been doing since the past two days when they had found Sophia. He figured it was some sort of mothering thing, even though the clothes were random shirts and stuff they'd collected along the way. Gave her something to do.
He didn't say anything when he arrived beside her, but she turned and gave him a blank, emotionless smile. Her previously sparkling eyes were dull and missing something. Missing a light, a glimmer. Something that had been there before.
"Good morning." Carol greeted him, and then going back to folding. "Do you need some clothes? I've been folding since the sun came up, there's lots of clean things to choose from."
"No." Daryl replied, scrutinizing her movements. She smiled at him, again with no emotion. As if her face was just going through the motions but her heart was most definitely not in it. Robotic.
"Then is there something else I can help you with?" Carol asked politely. "I have all the time in the world."
Daryl squinted in the sunlight and shrugged his shoulders. "I don't want you to give up." He said plainly. To him, it was a fact. And he could do it. Without Merle, he'd kept going. Didn't even cross his mind to check out, but after Andrea's freak-out from losing Amy, he had begun to realize that maybe women just reacted differently, especially mothers who lose their children.
"Why not?" Carol straightened a stack of clean shirts. "Sophia was it. She was everything. My whole life, she was the only good thing. And she wasn't just good; she was perfect."
"Yeah..." Daryl agreed completely, and there were days he'd thought he wanted to find that little girl even more than Carol did. That wasn't true, he knew that, but he'd been convinced he would find her. "That's the reason you shouldn't give up."
Carol's brow wrinkled in confusion.
"You're every bit as perfect as her." He said quietly, echoing the words she'd spoken to him mere days before. "Every bit."
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