The Walking Dead Season 2

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Disclaimer Wow I never had these guys but I would seriously have some fun with them if I did. They belong to the graphic book guys, Frank *can't remember his last name* and AMC.

Summary: Well I'm baaaccckkk. This starts with season 2 premiere and Ann Grimes now Dixon still trying to survive the zombie overthrow. *the tracking scene with Rick and Daryl was an awesome chance for the brother-in-laws to bond*

Previously on the Walking Dead:

Rick Grimes smirked at the younger girl in front of him as she fussed around the nurses' station. Clearly the girl didn't know he was standing there yet and he shushed the other nurses who grinned secretly.

"Excuse me Nurse!" He stated loudly and the girl jumped in the air dropping the box of office supplies she was holding.

"HOLY FRITTLECAKES!" She cried out as she dropped the box. "Rick! That was not funny!" She yelled at her brother as the nurses sitting down trying to silence their giggles.

"Frittlecakes?" Rick laughed through his grin. "That's a new one."

Ann sighed hearing about casualties and injuries sustained due to a police chase ending badly. Two suspects were dead, the last was fatally injured. One of the officers was fatally shot as well. Ann turned away getting supplies ready for the sudden onslaught when she heard something else the things fell to the floor making the two other nurses jump in surprise.

"Damn it Ann that stuff is expensive!" Nancy grumbled angrily as she started to pick them up. "Ann?" The red head looked back and frowned worriedly at the pale expression on her friends face. "Ann?" She called again but Ann turned and ran for the double doors as fast as she could and slammed through them. Nancy stood up and walked over to the brunette nurse. "What did she hear that made her upset Tina?"

"Nothing I know of. It only said that the Sheriff's Deputy was the one that had been shot."

"OH MY GOD!" Nancy paled herself.

"What?"

"That was her brother you idiot!" Nancy hurried for the double doors.

"We need to get Rick, and get the fuck outta here!" Shane tried to move Ann forward but she folded her arms and gave him an unamused grimace.

"Not one of your funny pranks Shane…" Ann frowned. "Now is there a reason you're trying to freak me out?"

"THERE'S NO TIME!" Shane yelled at her so loudly she nearly fell into the wall. He roughly spun her around so she could see something. Her face paled and laughed nervously.

"Oh look…" She let out another nervous giggle. "The dead patient on level 4 is awake…" Ann Grimes looked back at Shane who nodded in his own 'duh' look.

"Well the older guy that looks like he belongs on Golden Pond's name is Dale." The guy pointed to the Asian kid. "That one is name Glen, he's a pizza guy." The guy looked confused for a second. "That's all the names I got so far myself."

"And you?" Ann asked curiously.

"Daryl Dixon."

"Ann Grimes." Ann shook Daryl's hand when he extended it to her.

"Pleasure ta meet ya Miss Grimes."

"So help me GOD if ya walk another step!" He growled venomously and she rolled her eyes and walked two steps before a huge ass hunting knife impaled itself in the trunk of the tree she was beside. She stared at the knife which had landed beside her head. She looked over in disbelief at him and her eyes darkened in anger.

"DID YOU REALLY JUST THROW THAT AT ME?" She shouted angrily, Daryl barely had time to react before she tackled him with an inhumane roar of anger. She got her elbow into his chest before he spun her around and landed her into a tree. She winced from pain but the anger took over again and she swooped her leg around and clipped his back knee taking them both down. He quickly pinned her to the wet grassland causing her to buck up angrily. "LET ME GO!" She screamed acidly. He didn't speak he just kept her pinned to the ground. "IT'S NOT FUCKING FAIR!" Ann Grimes shrieked as loud as she could. "WHY DID THIS HAPPEN?" She yelled again breathing in again. "HE PROMISED!" Ann let out a sob. "He promised he'd neva leave me! Like mom and dad!" Ann hyperventilated slightly before she screamed again. "I FUCKING HATE THIS! I GOT LEFT BEHIND! EVERYONE GOT TO GO BUT ME!" Ann swallowed her tears before yelling again. "I'VE NEVA BEEN SO ANGRY! I just want to kill everything and break things! I CANT TAKE IT AMYMORE!" She let out a final roar of rage and sagged into the ground spent of energy. She noticed Daryl still had her pinned. He hadn't spoken during her tirade and she saw the sadness in his eyes.

"Feel better?" He asked quietly.

"Rick?" She finally found her voice and called out. The man holding Carl and Lori looked over and gaped at her. Carl slid out of his arms and Lori moved back.

"Ann…?" Rick asked worriedly. He walked forward unsure if she was real. He then ran forward and grabbed her into a fierce hug. "OH GOD!" He muttered into her hair. "oh thank GOD…" He started to ramble which he hadn't done since they were kids. "Ah thought ya were one of the bodies in parking lot!"

"Rick man let her go." Shane told his best friend who gaped at him.

"Why in da hell would I do that? I'm talking to mah sista!" Rick finally noticed the gray color to his sister's cheeks.

Ann's system just had too much stress too much excitement ad her body just did the only thing it could do: It shut down.

"ANN!" She heard her brother's worried voice as she fell into the dark void.

"Lori what did you mean about that?" Rick asked confusedly. Shane saw the grimace on Ann's face as he leaned closer to Rick and whispered into his ear. Rick's face paled then turned almost blood with anger. "SHE'S WHAT?" He turned his evil glare to his sister and yelled again. "WITH WHO?"

"Thanks Shane…" Ann grumbled sarcastically.

"Hey he was goin ta find out sooner or later…"

"Un-fucking-believable!" Rick held his head with his hands. He glanced over to Ann again. "Do I have ta worry Shane?" He asked worriedly and Shane bit his lip nervously. Dale smirked at the three of them.

"No Mister Grimes ya needn't worry about Daryl with her." Dale explained remembering the teasing he witnessed.

"Well at least she ain't doin Merle instead." Shane offered and both Rick and Ann's faces scrunched up in disgust.

"Okay ew. He's like your age Shane…" Ann muttered before standing and heading over to the tent.

Ann entered the REC Room again and Daryl was engrossed in the book and she laid on the couch almost on top of him.

"What part ya on?" She asked looking at the words on the page. She frowned that he was still on the first page. He looked away embarrassedly. "Daryl?" She asked sadly when she realized what was wrong. "You can't read can you?" She asked softly and Daryl gave her a pitiful expression. "You said you liked this book…"

"Ah know the title. My ma used ta read it ta me before she got sick." He grumbled feeling like a dimwit redneck.

"Call me Ishmael." Ann read out loud, she kept reading aloud but Daryl closed the book on her. She looked at him confusedly but saw the intensity in his eyes. "What's wrong?" She asked worriedly.

"Ann…" He swallowed nervously. "I love you."

Ann looked down at her bag still wondering how Jenners had gotten it. She looked insider and saw the two books. 'Moby Dick' which she moved slightly out of the way to see the other book. 'Common Sense' was thicker than it had been. Her forehead scrunched up in confusion.

"What the devil?" She wondered out loud causing Daryl to look over at her.

She opened the book and pulled out a small letter. Her eyes widened reading the letter that was addressed to her.

'Ann, I know we just met. What you said made me think. If you can figure it out more power to ya. Edwin Jenners.'

Her hands shook as she read more papers that had been shoved into the pages of the book. Everything from the first documented outbreaks in Prague to the different formulas that the other nations had been working on including America.

"Oh mah GOD!" She gaped at what she held. Daryl looked at her worriedly now.

"What?"

"He gave me everything he had!" She muttered slightly. "He wants me ta try ta find natural immunity and find a way to reverse engineer a vaccine!" Her eyes filled with tears.

"Or cure?" Daryl looked over into her bag.

"Watch the road." Ann scolded him still looking at the information she now held. "We need to keep this quiet."

"The others would want to…" Daryl argued but saw Ann's face.

"I don't wanna say anything til I know it might be possible." She admitted as they convoy pulled into a clearing for the night.

Daryl lightly ghosted his hand over his pants pocket the one that still had the small bag in it.

"He gave me something to." He admitted softly. "Told me not ta screw it up. He fucking knew that we'd get away." He shook his head.

"What do you mean?" Ann asked looking up curiously from her new quest. Daryl reached into his pocket and pulled out the bag. Ann stared at the small bag in shocked silence. "Those what I think they are?" She asked and he nodded silently. "Uhm." She looked lost for a few seconds. "Are ya asking me?" She asked nervously trying to swallow but since her mouth had gone dry it was pretty hard to.

"Yeah I guess so." Daryl shrugged looking at his steering wheel. He didn't want to hear the rejection but was surprised when he heard the answer.

"Okay." She muttered still shocked.

"What?" He looked at her in shock.

"Yes…" His face lit up and he grinned for the first time 'instead of those half smirks he always gave'.

"REALLY?" He asked and Ann shot him a look. "Sorry it's just…" He looked away sheepishly. "I never thought ya'd…"

"Say yes?" Ann asked smiling sadly and Daryl nodded embarrassedly.

"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?" Rick yelled at his sister motioning to the ring on her ring finger. Ann smirked bashfully at her brother who then glared venomously at Daryl.

"Oh that's it boy yer going ta die!" He growled angrily and Ann swatted him in the head making him whine in pain.

"YA LEAVE MAH HUSBAND AY LONE!" Ann snapped at her brother as soon as she yelled it silence came over the camp as they stared at the two of them in shock.

"Awkward…" Glen sang lightly before going back to his tent building.

"Ann Dixon has a nice sound to it." T-Dog admitted with a shrug. He walked off and helped Glen put up the tents.

"Ah love you Mrs. Dixon." Daryl whispered into her ear and she beamed at him.

"Likewise Mistah Dixon." She kissed his cheek and he grinned back at her before he kissed her again.

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"Uhm, Aunt Ann?" Carl asked shyly making Ann stop kissing Daryl. She looked at the kid who looked uncomfortable.

"Yeah sweetie?" She asked politely.

"Does this mean I call him Uncle Daryl?" He asked confusedly and Ann smirked at him.

Daryl heard what the kid asked and let out a groan and hid his face in Ann's neck. He snickered when he heard Ann's giggle and reply to the kid.

"Only if you want to sweetie." Ann stated to her nephew who nodded in acceptance.

"I think he'd be a cool uncle." And Carl started away as Dale looked at the scene with a smirk.

"I can't believe this shit…" Daryl grumbled into her neck.

"Well at least you have approval." Ann turned her head and nipped lightly on his ear causing an interesting sound to emit from his throat.

"Aw Hell I just thought of something more disturbing…" Daryl looked at her, Ann gave him an odd look.

"Which is?" She asked nervously.

"Uncle Merle…" He admitted with a smirk and Ann laughed out loud.

"We'll find him Daryl…" Ann told him after the laughter had ended. Daryl nodded in response but looked away thinking about his older brother. "Hey…" Ann got his attention and he saw the suggestive grin. "How about we go make this thing official?"

Daryl looked down and she was rubbing her wedding ring and gave him an eyebrow raise.

"You do realize we don't got the tent up yet right?" He asked with a smirk and Ann darted a look to the pickup truck.

"Who needs a tent…" She muttered while tilting her head towards the cabin of the truck.

"Isn't this a song? She thinks my pickups sexy?" Daryl asked getting a sarcastic eyebrow raise in return.

"Tractor…" Ann corrected him and he shrugged.

Daryl then smirked wolfishly at her and she gave him a perplexed look.

"What's that look fer?" She asked nervously.

"Just thinking about somethin' mah brotha said…"

"What?"

"'Bout me clubbing you and dragging ya to mah cave…"

"yer going ta club me?" Ann gave him a look of disbelief.

"nope…" Daryl grinned and grabbed Ann up and slung her over his shoulder.

"DARYL! PUT ME DOWN!" She squealed with laughter as he hauled her into the truck.

Glen noticed the movements of the truck and scrunched his face up in disgust. Shane Walsh stopped beside him to help with the tents.

"ugh." Glen mentioned drolly to Shane who rolled his eyes and shrugged. Carl came over carrying some extra tent poles.

"What're they doing?" Carl asked curiously causing Shane to pale and Glen to snicker.

"Tell you when yer older kid." Glen muttered then noticed more movement from the truck. "Maybe not even then…" He grimaced Shane looked over at the truck and saw it lift a little before hitting the dirt again.

"Did that just…?" He asked Glen who turned red in the cheeks. The two men noticed Kim cover her daughter Sofia's eyes with one hand.

Suddenly the front wheels of the pickup truck went flying off of the car. There was dead silence-no pun intended from the camp. Shane's eyes widened in wonder.

"Uhm, did they just…?" He asked as Glen burst into laughter and fell to the ground in hysterics.

"THEY BROKE THE TRUCK!" He clutched his sides howling with laughter.

Rick came out of the RV and saw Glen just about rolling in the dirt with laughter. Shane was looking rather awed by whatever he saw. Rick looked over to T-Dog who was actually a shade lighter if that were possible.

"What happened? What was that noise?" He asked the bulky black man who shook his head.

"They were making the marriage official…" Andrea muttered drolly with a smirk of amusement.

"And…?" Rick tried to get more information and looked over at the truck and noticed that the front tires were in front of the vehicle. "Hold up…" Rick's eyes widened. "They broke…?" Rick closed his mouth unable to find words and walked back into the RV slamming the door shut.