Disclaimer - Don't own walking dead or harry potter. If i did, i'd be rich and probably not writing fanfiction.

They scoped out the prison through the trees. I looked abandoned, if it weren't for the large metal poles that had been sharpened to a point and stuck in the ground pointing away from the fence diagonally, to catch the walkers before they could even touch the fence. There were 3 trucks parked between the two fences, along with 2 small cars that were probably used for supply runs. Daryl looked over to Rick and shrugged his shoulders. Obviously the prison was occupied, but there were some younger kids playing close to the entrance and some kids Carl's age working in the nearby garden.

They had been surveillancing the prison for three days, but they were running out of supplies. They had already discussed this with the group. Daryl and Glenn were going to go and make contact. Rick needed to stay behind in case something happened to Daryl. They both whipped around at the sound of leaves crunching behind them, only to see Glenn walking up to them with a backpack and ready to go. Daryl and Rick turned to each other and clasped hands tightly.

"Be careful, please. " Rick whispered

"We'll do our best. No matter what Rick, you don't come after us." Rick moved to interrupt. "No Rick, Little Asskicker needs you, and so does everyone else. We'll try not to take too long if it can be helped. Let's go China man."

Glenn nodded, clasped Rick's hand too, and whispered a goodbye.

Daryl's POV

He couldn't believe that they were doing this, and normally he would be protesting up a shit storm. That is if he hadn't seen her. It was only a flash; a few seconds from about 400 yards away and through binoculars, but he had to know. He hadn't seen her in almost a year. She flew back after V-day, in late February but by the time she landed, the shit had already hit the fan. Phones weren't working and she had only been to his place once, he held out there for as long as he could but it soon became overcome with walkers. Her due date had been august 28th, and that had come and gone, assuming they had both survived that long and the birth, his child would be about two months old.

They slowly walked toward the prison, keeping an eye out for both walkers and unfriendlies in the guard towers. As they got close, the gates buzzed and opened. I looked at Glenn suspiciously, who would just let us walk into their safe zone without an escort? As they approach the third gate, two thirds of the way through the field, that gate opens also. Just after that, a small lithe teenage girl exits the closest door to the prison. She had long blond hair, a stick behind her ear (that Daryl knew to be a wand) and an odd bottle cap necklace. Daryl knew immediately who this was. Glenn looked concerned, probably that they sent out a young girl alone to greet two guys. Daryl couldn't take his eyes off of her. He stopped when they were only about 10 feet away.

"Luna?" Said eccentric nodded her head with a smile on her face while Glenn looked at him oddly. "Jaz?" he couldn't help but ask, his voice almost breaking.

"She's in the nursery. I'll take you to her as soon as the rest of your group gets here. It's not safe where they are. The herd is closing in due to the little one's cries." She said looking at them, but not seeing them.

He knew immediately that they had to get back a.s.a.p. Luna wouldn't have taunted him with his wife so close to him, but they were obviously safe here, and the rest of his odd family wasn't. He grabbed Glenn and started running towards the entrance. Glenn obviously wanted to ask questions but was running too fast to catch his breath. The gates opened before they got there, they didn't even have to slow down. They ran almost full blast until they reached their hideout, and they could see the herd coming from down the road.

The group had been vigilant and seen the herd as they were loading their things into the cars. Little Asskicker, thankfully, was a smart girl and as she lay in her brother's arms, she made no noise.

"Where are we going to go? We've already been down the other way and there's another small herd coming from the other way, and with this one we're stuck. The prison?" Carol asked almost desperately.

"Safe. We're heading there so follow me." He said jumping on his bike and led them to the gates of the prison. Both outside gates opened immediately, they didn't even have to slow down. The inside gate opened too and they parked the cars just passed that. As everyone hoped out, they were armed to the nines, with Carl staying in the car with his little sister. Everyone that is except him. He knew what to expect, who to expect.

Once again Luna came out the door, but this time with someone else. Someone that he had been nearly dying to see for almost a year. She was talking to Luna and hadn't yet looked up at the group. He started walking forward, away from the group as they shuffled restlessly, and dropped his crossbow on the ground as if his hand was numb. The thudding sound from his bow hitting the ground made her look up and his eyes locked with those gorgeous emerald jewels.

She froze for a split second as he kept coming towards her before she bolted into his arms with a strangled cry. Finally. He finally had her in his arms, and he was never letting her go again!

"Hey Sunshine. I'm so glad that you're safe, the little one?" he asked as he cupped her mostly flat belly.

"She's doing ok, but I think that she knew something was missing. She's a smart girl our little Lissianna." My heart clenched, she had remembered. We had talked about names through owl letters while they were waiting for her to be free to come back to him. He had told her about his little sister that his druggie mother had miscarried at almost 4 months. His mother had refused to name her, but he had called her Lissianna, a name that he remembered from his kindergarten teacher, the only person that had tried to help him. And she had remembered.

"And I have another surprise for you. A certain little girl who cannot stop talking about her mama and Mr. Daryl and Mr. Rick that she was sure were looking for her, and putting themselves in danger." She said with a soft loving smile. "Little sister will be so glad to have you guys back. So, is her mama still with you? I need to know if I need to talk to her privately first." He could tell that she was concerned about causing heartbreak to the little ones. She always had a soft spot for kids, and admittedly, so did he. He turned to the group who saw probably the first smile they had seen from him, except the small smiles he gave to Little Asskicker. He pointed Carol out to his Sunshine and a large smile lit up her face.

She walked over to Luna, who handed her a walkie-talkie that she spoke into softly while he followed behind her, not letting go of her hand. He knew that the group was staring at him, and looked back at them with a smile on his face and motioned them to lower their weapon. "Get Carl and the Little Asskicker." he knew he was throwing them for a loop, but he couldn't care less.

Jaz turned to the group and smiled her normal, radiantly genuine smile. "Well, why don't we go inside and grab some grub and I'll show you around. My name is Jazmine, but you can call me Jaz, we'll just stop by the nursery first to pick up a few people. We always eat together but the kids aren't allowed to wander around alone. The prison is safe, but we still like to be cautious."

She started to walk towards the door with Daryl behind her and Luna behind him. The rest of the groups followed, though he knew that it was only because he was going with them. They wandered through one cellblock into another, where he could hear soft cooing coming from upstairs. He froze when he hit the top of the stairs and couldn't decide who to go to first. Sitting there on the floor playing with a toddler with a small baby sleeping in a mosses basket was Sophia. Happy, healthy, and safe. He mentally decided that his daughter could wait just one more minute as she was sleeping and he swept Sophia up into a strong hug.

She looked at him and her eyes light up. She returned that hug with a soft squeal of surprise and happiness. He could hear the others coming up the stairs behind him just as Carol spoke. "Daryl, what is going on?" He could tell that she was right behind him and he spun around and deposited the no-longer missing little girl into her arms. Sophie startled, but screamed "Mama!" when she saw who it was. Carol fell to the ground crying and clutching her thought-dead daughter. He, however, kept going down the walkway to the basket lying on a blanket on the floor. Jaz followed him as he stopped and knelt before the basket holding his angel. Jaz knelt down and picked up the precious bundle before softly depositing her into his arms, manipulating them until he was holding her the right way.

The toddler nearby started to fuss when he realized no one was paying him any attention. He turned to look and saw Sophia squirm out of her mother's arms and walked calmly up to the little boy. "Are you feeling left out little brother? Come on sweetie, I bet it's time for lunch, huh?" Sophia said softly holding the now quiet child.

She quickly handed him off to Hershel, like she just knew that he could take care of him before moving back to her mother and hanging on tightly.

"Ok, I think some grub is in order. We can do introductions while we're eating, and then I'm thinking showers may be welcome?" Jaz asks, but already knowing the answer. She helped me stand, wasn't sure that he could balance with the precious bundle in his arms. I turned around and most of the group starred, but I wasn't really paying attention to them.

They could smell whatever was cooking, and it smelled delicious. As they reached the cafeteria, Judith started to fuss. Rick looked to Beth who shook her head slowly, her face covered with a dejected look. "We used that last of the formula this morning. I thought that we had another can, but we couldn't find it." Beth spoke softly. Jaz heard and the only thought that came to her was to feed the baby herself.

They reached the cafeteria just as Luna was putting a giant pot on the table, which already had several people chatting quietly. It wasn't like the rest of the prison tables that surrounded it; it was an actual kitchen table. Well two or three tables really, that were pushed together with long benches that ran on both long sides with a chair on each end. Judith was still fussing and Rick had a broken look on his face. He knew what she was going to do before she even spoke. Daryl quickly and quietly told her his name was Rick as they sat in the middle of the table with his group on the left of them, and her group on the right.

"Mr. Rick, if you want, I can feed her. I produce more milk than Lissi can eat anyway and without a fridge it just goes to waste." Rick looked conflicted. He didn't want his little girl to go hungry, but he wasn't sure he could trust them. Daryl knew at least this woman.

"Rick, I trust her. I trust her with my life, and with our daughter's life" He said as he looked down at the bundle in his arms. His group started. They knew he knew her, and had suspected that this child was related to him, but not that it was his child. Rick slowly nodded, and Jaz kissed him before moving down the table to sit next to Rick. She slowly held out her arms and he hesitated for a few seconds before turning his daughter over to this complete stranger.

Jazmine knew he was uncomfortable so she stayed sitting next to him as she pulled down her tank top. She was wearing a nursing bra under it 'at least that didn't have to come off', she thought to herself. She unhooked the top of the cup and glided the baby's mouth to her nipple. She started sucking immediately and stopped fussing. She looked up and saw that her group was steadily ignoring her and Daryl's group was trying not to stare, but she could tell they didn't want to let the little one out of their sight. She looked up to see Rick watching with a grateful look in his eyes.

"I usually cover up when I'm feeding Lissi so I don't make anyone uncomfortable, but I figured that would make you more uncomfortable than this." She said smiling at him.

Luna started dishing up the soup, a vegetable, pork, and rice mix that was a favorite of the group. About mid way through that, Remus came in with platter of fresh baked bread and portioned out two slices for her groups, and three for his. He also noticed that his group got more of the soup than her group did.

Luna smiled as she sat down and noticed almost everyone in Daryl's group looking at her in near astonishment. "Please eat up, and there is plenty left if you want more. Just make sure to leave room for dessert." Everyone looked surprised and excited about the prospect of dessert.

While everyone was distracted, Jaz pulled the little one away from her breast and latched the triangle part of the bra closed. She held the little one on her lap and burped her, which brought her daddy's attention back her. She smiled softly at him before mover Judith over to her other breast before unhooking that side and directing her to latch onto the other nipple.

Once everyone had eaten their fill Fred grabbed the empty bowls while George went to the kitchen. Everyone could hear water running and the smell of soap as Fred put the dishes in to soak while dessert was eaten. George emerged from the kitchen with a large bowl. Using the bread plates, he started spooning out a large portion of what looked like fresh fruit onto everyone's plate.

Little Judith had finished eating and was burped again before being gently placed into her daddy's arms. Rick looked stunned although no one was sure if it was the fact that his daughter was full for the first time since she was born about three weeks ago, or if it was the fact that there was completely fresh fruit piled high in front of him for the first time in almost a year.

"Well, I suppose that introductions are in order." Jaz said with a smile.

A.N - OK guys, so this is my first fanfiction, so go easy on me.

Opinions - Should Lori have died in childbirth, or have run away after the Judith was born?

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