A/N: The last few days have been really hard for me, so I wrote this little snippet of a story to cheer myself up. I may continue it later on, and it can sort of be counted as a prequel to my story "Home", but for now it's just a one-shot. I hope you all enjoy it. ~

Disclaimer: I don't own Walking Dead, Norman Reedus or Steven Yeun (sadly), just the idea for this little drabble.

When Life Takes Lemons Away

"Ya comin' short round?"

Glenn shrugged in response. Even Daryl wouldn't be able to fend off the hollow feeling he felt at losing Maggie.

The silence that followed the action made him think that Daryl had left. He slumped slightly and let out a sigh, letting himself slide down to the ground with his knees tucked against his chest. It was when the first tears fell that he felt Daryl's arms around him.

The strength offered in that silent embrace was enough to get him through the night. The strength from the embraces that followed were enough to keep him going in the following weeks after, and, after a long while, they were enough to bring his heart back to life.