Summary: On the hunt for Sophia, Daryl gets gravely injured. Almost certain he was screwed; he gets a surprise in the form of an old friend.

Into The Woods

Chapter 1

Song – No Light No Light – By Florence And The Machine

You are holding my hand
You are the space in my bed
You are the silence in between what I thought
And what I said

You are the night time fear
You are the morning
When it's clear
But, it's over your start

You're my head
You're my heart

No light, no light in your bright blue eyes
I never knew daylight could be so violent
A revolition in the light of day

You can chose what stays and what fades away
And I'd do anything to make you stay

No light, no light
No light

Daryl James Dixon stared around the woods as he sat on a grey horse that he had borrowed from Hershel, he was on his own looking for Sophia again, while the others were at Hershel's farm. Seemed a little typical, him always being the one to go out into the dark scary woods. Not that the woods were actually scary to him, he felt more at home there then with the group sometimes.

Daryl's thoughts were interrupted when the horse whinnied in fright after seeing a rattlesnake. The horse reared back, causing it's rider to fall off and into a creek, cutting his face and shooting an arrow into his right side, causing him to yell in pain.

"Damn horse." Daryl mumbled. He tried to stay conscious. Being anything but alert in the dense forest was suicide, particularly these days.

As the darkness began to creep into his vision, he heard a familiar voice yell his name. He thought nothing of it at first but then it came again and soon two dark figures moved towards him, one was short, child size while the other one was an adult.

"DARYL!" the familiar voice cried out and Daryl realized who it was who was calling his name.

Sophia!

As thrilled as he was to finally find the girl, alive and relatively well, he wasn't the one that had the hunter's attention.

A young woman strode towards him. There was grace in her steps as if she were a dancer. Her hands twisted and welded two Sais as she calmly slammed them into the heads of two walkers that Daryl had just realized were there.

His vision blurred and darkened more but the woman struck a cord of familiarity in him. The dark red mass of hair on top of her head. As she got closer, the undeniable shine of green eyes rang through his nearly incoherent mind. Then there was the boots. The boots gave her away like nothing else could have. Black biker boots, scuffed at the toes and frayed laces. Angel wings were painted on the side, fading now from age but still visible.

"You're good now, Daryl." Her voice was the last thing he heard. Her form crouching down at his side, the last he saw before he fell into the darkness of the unconscious world.

Aleigh Serenity Blaze his mind screamed as he fell into darkness.

Daryl had just come back from a hunt in the woods near to the trailer he shared with Merle and his daddy...or he would have shared with them if not for them almost always being gone. He paused in his heavy steps when he saw a young girl, no older than seventeen, waiting outside their trailer. He frowned he walked cautiously up to her, pointing his crossbow at her as he did.

"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?" Daryl snarled at her. He took in her appearance the pair of acid grey skinny jeans, the tight black vest top and black studded biker ankle boots. Her dark green eyes, heavily lined, turned towards him in surprise before narrowing. Her hands gripped her hips as she took in the man before her, her dark red curls glowing in the sunlight.

"Put it away, cowboy." The girl snapped back. Daryl frowned, off guard at the fact that this girl wasn't exactly scared of him. He didn't lower the crossbow though, which resulted in a roll of the girl's eyes. "You must be Daryl."

"Who are you?" Daryl asked again.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" The girl teased, smiling with a flirtatious wink that caught the man off guard.

At that moment Merle came out, holding a bottle of Southern Comfort in his right hand.

"Put it away, Darylina, girly's a guest, not a pest." Merle told him amused, and then frowned.

"C'mon in girl its getting cold, got beers in the fridge" and walked off into the trailer leaving Daryl and the young girl outside.

"Come on." Daryl muttered and the girl followed him into the trailer, beer bottles and empty pizza boxes littered the living area but if the girl minded she didn't show it. "I'm not gonna ask again so who the fuck are you?" There was a growl in his voice this time, getting on the edge of waiting.

"Since you asked so nicely cowboy, the name's Aleigh Serenity Blaze." she said giving him a smirk. Merle chuckled as he watched the exchange, impressed with the girl holding her own. He pulled her down next to him on the old couch and dropped a blanket on top of her. She scoffed under it and pulled it off her head before punching Merle in the arm.

"Merle you picking from the school girls now?" Daryl asked, unsure if he should be impressed at his brother's ability to pick up women or disgusted that he's gone into the jail bait.

"Don't be a fucking idiot!" Merle snapped. "This one's just...I dunno, found her. She's like a puppy." While Aleigh rolled her eyes at that, she didn't say anything as she curled up on the couch, drawing her legs up so her knees rested against her chest, pulling the blanket closer. Merle didn't even look at her as he got back up from the couch and went hunting for something to eat.

"Taking in strays now?" Daryl muttered, not expecting an answer. His eyes hadn't left Aleigh yet. He knew damn well that if Merle had told the girl she could move in then he was going to be the one to take care of her.

The next few hours, Daryl watched Aleigh and she would glance at him and wink at him, her dark emerald green eyes sparkling.

Merle was passed out on one of the sofas snoring lightly, an empty bottle of Southern Comfort on the floor.

"If you want something...just ask." Aleigh laughed, moving closer to him. "Do you want me to kiss you? Touch you?" She leaned even closer, her mouth touching at his ear. "Blow you? Screw you?" Her hand trailed over his chest as she slowly leaned back, dragging her lips across his cheek. Daryl hated to admit it but he actually shuddered. "So what is it you want?" she asked seductively caressing his arm.

"Don't want anything." Daryl ground out.

"You are such a liar." Aleigh whispered. She pressed her lips to his before he could argue and for a few sweet moments, he found himself falling into the soft warmth of her before the words JAIL BAIT rang through his mind and he pushed her back. Aleigh just laughed before she rose to her feet. "Night Daryl...sweet dreams."

Tell me what you want me to say
But would you leave me,
And after all I've done?

And would you need me,
If I've found what I've become?
But it's so easy,
To sing it so cold
But it's so hard, my love,
To say it to you, all alone

No light, no light in your bright blue eyes
I never knew daylight could be so violent

A revolition in the light of day,
You can chose what stays and what fades away
And I'd do anything to make you stay

No light, no light
No light

Tell me what you want me to say
You are the revolition
You are to get it right
But, it's a conversation,
I just can't help tonight
You are the revolition, some kind of revolution.

You are the re-volition.
You are the re-volition,
You are to get it right.

But, it's a conversation,
I just can't help tonight.
You are the re-volition, some kind of revolution
Tell me what you want me to say.