driftfleet | i know you, i walked with you once upon a dream

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(last updated: 6/18/17)

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[ The need for more information propelled Rick forward, fingertips grasping onto a doorknob to turn it and pull open. When his eyes adjusted, he really wished he would have left well enough alone and stayed in the corridors. The sight greeting him churned away at his stomach and bile rose thickly in his throat but he just managed to swallow it all down.

The music unnerved him, the chirpiness in direct contrast to the state of the room.

Negan. This had to be all of his doing. But how did they manage to find their way back from the ship? Had it just been an odd location orchestrated by the Scavengers or Saviors the entire time? Not even a ship at all? ]

Daryl, I'm gonna get you out of here, alright? [ He kept his voice soft as he crouched down in front of the man. His fingertips itched to rip away the pictures but he stayed rather motionlessly instead to not spook Daryl unnecessarily. ] You're okay. I'm here.

[ He made sure to take in every detail of the place, noting the sandwich and the thick concrete. All clues adding up to a bigger picture and each one gutting him.

The failure etched along every inch of the room and it nearly suffocated him with the weight of it all. Daryl had depended on him and he failed him. He failed all of them but in the very least he could help Daryl through this. ]

[As soon as Rick moved toward him and spoke his name, Daryl's attention became focused. He blinked in surprise at finding Rick in there, in his prison, with him. Had Negan taken him, too? Decided to toss him in there? Shit.]

Rick...

[Then Rick's words hit. I'm gonna get you out of here. He was trying to break him out.

Daryl pushed himself to his feet and shook his head, keeping his voice low.]

Don't know how you got here, but you gotta get out. They find you in here, found you tried to break me out, they'll do worse to you. Ain't worth it.

[Him trying to break out on his own was one thing. He was the only one at risk. But he wasn't going to do anything that would bring more death and pain down on his family.]

[ Eyes narrowed at Daryl's words and the stubborn set of his jaw said more than anything else possibly could. When did Rick Grimes ever listen to anyone telling him to leave? Try, never. ]

You're worth everything. [ The words were resolute, unyielding with the sheer passion of them. Rick meant it and refused to fail Daryl yet again. Apparently, too many in the past found Daryl expendable but Rick would never be one of them. ]

'Sides, the two of us together? Unstoppable. We can get out of here. Ya just gotta think and trust me. [ Trust he believed he earned throughout their interactions together over the past few months. ] Come on, Daryl, what's the last thing you remember?

[ The music made him want to claw his ears out. He really wanted to gut Negan or slice his neck open. Either or. ]

[Daryl pressed his lips together. Fighting Rick when he'd decided something like that was pretty much an impossible job and, frankly speaking, he didn't really want to. He wanted out. He wanted back to his family. He just didn't want them in trouble over him making a break for it again.]

You got the others with ya? They makin' a distraction?

[Daryl waved off Rick's last question. The last thing he remembered was pointless since it was just more of the damn room. Always the damn room.]

You got the key or something?

[ If only he knew how he made his way into the room in the first place but he decided to not tell Daryl. It would only worry him and Rick figured he could work it out if given a few moments. He thought well on his feet and managed to defy odds plenty of times before. The fact he still managed to live at all being a glaring example.

Letting out a breath, he tried to will his eyes to acclimate to the darkness and his mind to filter out the wretched song. The cheerful tone grated his nerves but he needed to focus.

Pressing his hands along the walls, his fingertips brushed over the pictures without much concern for them at the moment. ]

We'll figure this out, Daryl, we always do.

[The scene didn't change until his fingers stopped moving, settling on a random picture that ended up being Tyreese's.

They were back in the prison. In the watch tower. Tyresse was getting off watch and Daryl was taking over. The two greeted each other as friends. Daryl grabbing his wrist and giving it a quick shake while Tyresse asked after Sasha. She and Daryl had led an early morning run and he hadn't seen his sister yet. Daryl joked that she was bossy as ever and Tyresse joked back that it kept Daryl 'alive didn't it?', to which he grinned and nodded, 'yes, sir' in that polite southern way he would occasionally pull out when he was in a good mood.

The scene came to an end as Tyresse descended the ladder. But they didn't leave the watch tower. All the previous items were laid out in the upper room in mostly the same places they had been before while Daryl stood leaning against the rail.

Trapped in a happier time.]

[ The view of the prison hurt because it should have been where they remained until things changed with the world. They fought so hard to make it their place but one false move and it all tumbled down around them. Rick should have killed the Governor and not batted an eye over it but he had tried to negotiate.

Not anymore.

Never again.

The sight of Tyresse also hurt and he couldn't stop his breath from hitching. They looked so happy and filled with hope.

They all lost so much.

Looking down, Rick leaned against the opposite railing from Daryl. ]

What should we do, you think?

[Daryl's still smiling and he looks over his shoulder, eyebrows raised as if surprised to see Rick there. And he was. He was too caught up in the memory to recognize anything was different.]

Ain't sure what you mean. What're you doing up here tonight? Thought you were gonna go to bed early.

[ Being trapped in the past should have worried him but with how unburdened Daryl appeared, he couldn't find it within himself to really push away from it all yet.

He probably needed to go along with it to keep the illusion. ]

Thought I'd come see ya instead. [ Rick offered as warm of a smile as he could muster, reaching out to squeeze Daryl's arm. ] You know I'll always be here for ya, right? No matter what happens, I'll always get to you. Might take some time but never doubt I will, okay? Promise me, Daryl.

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