S3 AU: Daryl didn't know how long ago it was-he only counted time in seasons, nowadays. But it was a long time ago. The people he was with found a prison. He thought he'd make it a home. But it didn't work out. He left when he found Merle-and he didn't come back. They went out into the woods, alone. They stayed there some twenty years, before Daryl found a reason to leave, again.

Beth escaped her captors, but not without a cost-one she didn't fully understand for a very long time. But one thing was clear, as she fought to survive in the woods, alone: nothing would ever be the same.

A series of one-shots based in the universe of my ten-chapter novella, The Book of Judith.

Carol couldn't let go. Not after everything. She'd search for him until she brought him home, or died trying.

Judith Grimes and Daryl Dixon are the final survivors to remain from the group, struggling to make a life for themselves in the later years of the outbreak. This is a loose collection of short stories set in the decade after the show takes place, as Judy slowly grows up under his care.

"Carol stared at the wall. She was lying on her side in an unfamiliar bed—a stranger's bed, abandoned until she'd taken it up the night before. It rested in an abandoned room. An abandoned house. A nameless town." When the group spends the winter in Daryl's hometown, Carol finds herself joining him in a dangerous journey through his past.

Separated from the group on a winter's night, Beth Greene finds herself running a footrace with death. No one is going to come to her rescue, this time. Beth is on her own.

As the apocalypse crashes down around them, Daryl and Merle only have each other in the flight from their childhood home. The struggle to survive brings out the anger, resentment, and love that forever tie them together.

In the weeks before the world fell apart, Daryl made a friend. The nightmare began with her. Note: this is NOT a Daryl/OC fic, though I now realize the title may give that impression.