Ill help you
Carls POV
"Dammit!" Daryl yelled as Melissa shut her eyes. I crawled closer to Melissa.
"Melissa..." I mumbled. I grabbed her hand. She began to cough. Everyone looked at her. She squeezed my hand. Her eyes shot open.
"Carl!" She breathed. "Carl?!" She almost shouted. I squeezed her hand.
"I'm right here... Hey." I smiled. She looked at me. She sat up and wrapped her arms around me. I hugged her tight.
"Dad?" She whispered, letting me go. Daryl walked up to her. She hugged him, seeing he had tears in his eyes.
Melissa's POV
I woke up, seeing the group.
They're right here. I remember them and they're right here.
I stood up.
"We should stay at a house for a while... Or at least the church again or something... There's gotta be something..." I said.
"Let's find a neighbourhood and clear out some houses... Just for the time being." Rick said. We nodded and got into cars. I wrapped my arms around Carl, snuggling my face into the crook on his neck. He wrapped the arm that wasn't holding Judith around me, his hand lying gently on the back of my head, stroking my hair.
"Y'all are acting like you haven't seen each other in months." Michone chuckled.
"Oops." I smirked and closed my eyes. Judith began to play with my long, long hair. I'm gonna need to cut it soon. It's reached my mid-back. She giggled and lightly pulled on it. I opened my eyes and looked down at her.
"Come here." I smiled, sitting up straight and taking Judith from Carl. I sat her on my lap and began making faces at her. She laughed, causing the others in the car to laugh.
"Melsa!" She giggled. I smiled, remembering her first words. Just before we got to the church.
"Judy!" I giggled with her. I looked over at Carl, who was smiling at us.
Carls POV
Melissa took Judith from my arms and placed her on her lap, moving her long black hair behind her. She began to make faces at Judy, causing her to giggle. I smiled.
I looked at Melissa. Her perfect face, her smile, her blue eyes. The same blue eyes every Dixon has. I'm sure her grandfather or grandmother did, too, but I wouldn't know. And I won't dare ask about her family, knowing the past that they have.
She looked over at me, still smiling. I smiled back. Judith seems to really like her. Hopefully if I was ever gone and she was still here- what am I saying? I'll always be here to protect my baby sister and girlfriend. Always. Melissa ain't gonna die being torn apart by walkers or a bullet sent through her brain, never.
Judith laid her head on Melissa's chest, closing her eyes. She stroked Judy's hair while Melissa closed her eyes. She put her head on my shoulder. I laid my head on hers, closing my eyes as well.
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I woke up and I wasn't with Melissa anymore. I sat up quickly and realized she wasn't in the car with Judith. Michone opened the passenger seat door from outside and picked up her katana.
"Melissa? And Judith? Where are they?!" I asked, panicked. Michone chuckled.
"In the house. We decided to let you sleep. You needed it." She smiled. I nodded and got out of the car, walking into the house, seeing the others.
"You should go see your boyfriend. Almost had a heart attack once he realized you weren't in the car." Michone told Melissa. She looked at me and laughed. The group turned their attention to us.
"Sorry" she said, apologizing for interrupting their discussion. She walked over to me with Judith in her arms. He chuckled and fixed Judith on her hip.
"Overprotective now, are we?"she asked, smiling.
"Just don't wanna loose you. That's all." I said. She raised an eyebrow.
"You sure that's the only reason?" She smirked.
"Positive." I said. She walked closer to me. Judith was playing with one of her fingers.
"I don't think you are." She said. I smirked.
"Am so."
"Why didn't you wanna loose me, then?" She whispered.
"I know you love me. Say you love me." She smiled.
"I do." I chuckled.
"I know, but say it." She smiled.
"I love you." I whispered. She smiled. She kissed me.
"I love you too." She smiled and walked away.
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Melissa's POV
I woke up to knocking in the bedroom door and Glenn telling me it was my turn to keep watch. I sat up and yawned.
"Where you going?" Carl asked, sleepily.
"Taking watch." I said, looking down at him. He sat up.
"Stay." He whined.
"Nope. Sorry." I smiled and kissed his cheek, walking off. I walked downstairs and walked outside. I sat on the front porch.
I looked at the moon. It seemed really bright tonight.
I felt a cool metal against my head. My breathing hitched as I quickly put my hands up, accidentally dropping my gun.
"I wouldn't shoot. I have people inside who would hunt you down and shoot you in a second." I threatened. I heard a female laugh.
"I'm not gonna kill you. You're just gonna have to come with me." The woman said. I slowly looked at her.
"M-mom?" I stuttered. She smirked.
"Damn right it is. Now stand up." She said. I grabbed onto my angel wing necklace. I took it off and placed it on the porch so they know I was here, and didn't just run off.
"Where are you taking me?" I asked.
"You really think I would just leave my daughter?"
"You beat me. You're no mother." I spat. She grabbed my arm and yanked me away.
"No no no, please! Please, let me go-" I was interrupted by a punch in the face. My head snapped to the side from the impact. I let out a cry of pain and put my hand over my eye.
"Damian, put her in the car." My mother said. A boy around my age, maybe a bit older,who was really strong and intimidating, grabbed my arm.
"I'm sorry." He whispered before hitting me in the head with the back of his gun, knocking me out.
Daryl's POV
"Melissa's missing!" Maggie rushed into my room. I looked up from my shoe I was currently tying and looked at her.
"What do you mean?" I asked, panicked.
"I mean she didn't come in from watch yesterday!" She yelled. I stood up and ran downstairs.
"The hell is she?!" I yelled.
"You were the last one around her, kid! Where the hell did she go?!" I yelled, walking towards Carl. Rick held me back.
"I don't know! Last night she went on watch after Glenn and she wasn't back when I woke up! I don't know!" He said with a shaky voice.
I walked outside and looked around.
"MELISSA!" I screamed. I looked down and saw her angel wing necklace and her gun.
"No...no no no..." I dropped to my knees and picked up her necklace. "No no no..." I mumbled.
"Are those tire tracks?" Tara asked. I looked up and saw fresh tire tracks. They can't be more that a few hours old. I stood up and ran to the car, getting in. Carl and rick rushed in, too. I sped off, following the tire tracks.
"Dammit!" I slammed my fists on the steering wheel once I lost the tracks.
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"Daryl, we've been driving for hours, we gotta go back-"
"We're NOT letting my daughter go like this! Someone took her, who knows what they'll do!" I yelled.
"Daryl..." Carl sighed. I looked back at him. He was silently letting a few tears fall. I sighed and nodded.
"We're going back out tomorrow." I said, and drove back to the house.
We got back and everyone was worried sick.
"Where is she?! Did you find her?!" Kayla asked. Noah walked up to me. I shook my head and pushed past everyone, walking into my room. I sat down on the bed and looked at her necklace.
Melissa's POV
I wish I was home, eating ice cream and watching netflix curled up in the warmth of my bed in my room, my dad checking up on me every so often. Him getting upset when he found out I was up all night on my phone or computer, and then the two of us cooking pancakes every Saturday morning before we went hunting. But now, in in a small, cold car, tied up and being taken to who-knows-where with my abusive mother and some guy I don't even know.
"Please let me go..." I whimpered. "I wanna go back..."
"You're not going back." My mother said.
"Why did we even take her, Sara? She wants to go back..." Damien said. My mother slammed the breaks.
"We are not going back! She is my daughter, and I should be able to do what I want!" She yelled.
"You're no mother." I spat. "A mother doesn't abuse her daughter, leave, them kidnap the, in the middle of the night."
"She's right-" he stopped talking when my mom turned around and slapped me across the face. I stared at her.
"Fuck you, Sara." I spat. She clenched her jaw and turned around, starting the car again and speeding off. Damien crawled to the seat beside me. I scooted closer to the window.
"I won't hurt you. I'm not like her." He whispered. I looked at him. He was tan with black hair. He had hazel eyes and he was smiling.
"Why am I here?" I asked, shaking. He put a hand on my shoulder.
"She never told me we were kidnapping you. She said you were taken from her." He whispered.
"She's such a bitch..." I mumbled.
"So what's your life like?" He asked. I looked at him. He shrugged.
"I was in a group with my dad, boyfriend, his dad and baby sister, my best friend, and a lot more people, and About ten or eleven or more other people..." I sighed. "We've been through all of it together, most if us anyways. My uncle, and two from our group passed this month...I was kidnapped with one of the girls, the group came for us, but the leader who took us shot her... Then me and my dad found my uncle as a walker... Then the other died a day or two ago..." I said. he sighed.
"I'll help you get back to your group." He said