Reunions

 Months. She, and her daughter have been on their own since the outbreak. Her husband went on a hunting trip with his brother, and she went to visit her own sister with their daughter when the world went shit. 

Then her sister died. A horde came, and everything happened so fast, and her sister was gone. Grieving? There was no time for grieving, even when all what she wanted to do was crying. Bonnie was a tough woman, so she pulled herself together. Her daughter was still alive, and they needed each other more than ever now. 

Her husband taught her to hunt years ago. Oh, at first she always begged him to let her go with them, when they went hunting for a weekend and after a while, her husband gave in. Over the years, Bonnie kept getting better, and now she was thankful for what she had learned. It meant she and her daughter don't starve. But every now and then they needed other supplies. That's how they ended up in this mess, with a guy in a tank, in the middle of Atlanta. 

"Ya know, we in this mess, because you started shooting, Rambo."

"I'm sorry." Bonnie sighed, the guy seemed like he really meant it, but he was still an idiot. Well, her daughter had to think the same thing. 

"They attracted to the noise, ya don't know nothing?" Skyler was fourteen years old, with a big attitude, just like her mom and dad, but was just as skilled for this new world. Rambo wanted to say something when the radio in the tank started to beeping.

 <i>"Hey, are you guys still alive in there?"</i> They looked at each other, then Rambo grabbed the radio.

"Yes, we are alive! You can see us?"

 <i>"Yeah, I can see you. You're surrounded by walkers. That's the bad news."</i> 

"There's good news?"

 <i>"No. Oh man, you guys should see it from over here. You'd been having a major freak-out."</i> Bonnie grunted, she had enough, and take the radio.

"Listen, while you and Rambo here having a nice chit-chat, I wanna stay alive, so any advice?"

 <i>"Make a run for it. It sounds crazy, but listen. There's one geek still up on the tank, but the others climbed down and joined the feeding frenzy where the horse went down. The street on the other side of the tank is less crowded. Got ammo?"</i> 

"Me and my daughter had two guns, a crossbow, and some knives. Rambo here has a beretta with one clip."

 <i>"Jump off the right side of the tank, keep going in that direction. There's an alley up the street, maybe 50 yards, be there. Good luck."</i> 

"Well, shit." She wiped her forehead looking at Rambo and Skyler.

"We try, right, ma'?"

"Hell yeah. C'mere sweetie." Bonnie hugged her daughter, then glanced at Rambo. "What's your name?"

"Rick. Yours?"

"Bonnie, and my daughter Skyler. But I going to call ya' Rambo." For the first time, Rick smiled.

"If we can make out of here alive, you can call me whatever you want."

"Deal." And with that, they opened the tank and then run. Boonie shot the geek on the tank, and Rick with Sky the rest. They managed to reach the alley and run into an Asian guy. 

"Whoa, not dead! Come on, come on!" They followed the guy, up on the fire escape, through the building. When they were inside, a blonde woman held a gun in Rick's face.

"We are all dead, because of you!"

"Andrea, back off!" Someone of the group shouted, but she has not lowered her gun. Bonnie grabbed her hand, and took her gun.

"Hey, Blondie, next time ya' wanna hold a gun on someone, maybe take the safety off." The woman's expression turned a little embarrassed, but still angry. 

"Give it back."

"Why, you can't even know how to use it." 

"Ma', don't be an asshole." Bonnie snorted at her daughter's comment. 

"Even you know how to use a gun, and ya' just fourteen." She then glanced back at Blondie, then sighed, giving her gun back. "Here."

"Thanks." Andrea said, and Bonnie just nodded. "By the way, I'm Andrea, not Blondie."

"Sure thing, Blondie."

"She calls me Rambo." Rick chuckled, then turned to the Asian guy. "What's your name? You saved our ass outside."

"Glenn. The others are Morales, Jacqui, and T-Dog."

"I'm Rick Grimes. And she's Bonnie and her daughter Skyler."

"Yo. We were on a supply run, just like you guys, when Rambo here rang the dining bell. We're trapped in the tank, but Glenn here saved the day." That's when they hear a shot, then another from the roof. 

"Oh, no, is that Dixon?" Andrea said, and Bonnie's heart stopped for a moment, looking instantly at Sky. <i>Dixon?</i> Could be...?

"What's that maniac doing?  Come on, let's go!" Glenn said, and everyone went to the roof. 

"Dixon, are you crazy?!" Morales shouted. 

"Hey, You oughta be more polite to a man with a gun! Only common sense." She just stood there, frozen on her spot, and stared at the man she thought she would never see again.

"Holy shit... Merle?" Hearing his name caught him off guard and looking at her direction, his eyes widened, lowering his rifle.

"Bon?" She sobbed and started to run toward Merle almost tipping him, and throw her hands around his neck. He hugged her back tightly. not believing this is really happening. He started stroking her brown curls. "C'mon sugah', ya' never been a softie, don't cry."

"Shut up, asshole." She pulled away just enough to see him smirk. Bonnie always loved that smirk, and she grabbed his head and kissed him. 

"Daddy..." At their daughter's voice, they pulled back, and Merle just looked at his girl. The next moment, Sky was in his arms and he kissed the top of her head. 

"Hey there, Pumpkin." Skyler was fourteen, but right now she clunged on his dad like a six year old. Bonnie just smiled, almost forgetting they were not alone. 

"Um... can someone explain what's going on?" It was Glenn, and looking around she saw that everyone in the group stared at them, especially at Merle. 

"He's my husband."

"You're a Dixon?" Andrea's expression was dumbfounded. Nobody wanted to believe that an asshole redneck like Merle Dixon has a wife, let alone a daughter. 

"Yup. I have been Bonnie Dixon for seventeen years."

"And ya' still has the nicest ass, babe." Merle grinned, slapping her bottom, and Bonnie returned his grin.

"I know."

"And ya' guys are still gross." Skyler grimaced at her parents, but a playful smile was in the corner of her mouth. But then her expression turned into sad while looking at her dad. "Uncle Daryl?"

"He's in camp, went on hunting." Merle looked at his wife. "Your sister?"

"Tannya is dead. She died at the beginning when a bigger horde came."

" 'am sorry."

"But we're here, nothing can kill a Dixon, but a Dixon, right?" She smiled, and Merle laughed and wrapped one of his hands around her shoulders.

"Yeah." Merle was never a good man, but he was good enough for Bonnie. They lived in the same neighborhood in their entire life, so she knows all of Merle's bullshits and still loves him. They started hooking up in their teens, but never really dating, but at one point, she had enough of Merle's one-night-stand bitches. Then he man up, and started dating her. 

When years later he asked to marry him, it was not romantic at all. It was a simple day, and they just fucked - yeah, not just Merle is the only vulgar and pervert in their relationship, - and he simply asked, and Bonnie said yes. Then they had Skyler, and the little girl warped her dad around her finger, but Merle never admitted this to anyone. She was a sweet girl, but with the Dixon's short temper and her mom's attitude. 

The group then managed to get out of the building with Rick's plan, so Bonnie started respecting him a tiny bit more, but she still called him Rambo. The camp was in a quarry near a lake. When they arrived, a blonde girl ran for Andrea, looks like she was her sister, and a woman with two kids to Morales. But what surprised Bonnie the most, was when a little boy started running towards Rambo.

"Dad!"

"Carl!" He hugged his son, and then looking at a woman, probably his wife. Skyler hugged her own dad with one hand while smiling at the scene in front of them. Then a man with a rifle also came up to them, apparently a friend of Rambo or something. He seemed to be running the camp. His eyes turned to Merle, then the girl at his side, and to Bonnie.

"Who are they?"

"Fuck off, Walsh, they with me." Merle said with a scowl, putting his hand on Bonnie's waist, but this made him even more distrustful. 

" 'm Bonnie Dixon, and she's our daughter, Skyler."

"Now stop pointing a gun in our faces, dumbass." Merle chuckled at her daughter's comment. 

"That's 'mah girl." Walsh lowered his rifle, and a lot of people from the camp were stunned by the fact that Merle has a wife and a daughter. 

"Well, you're definitely a Dixon, that's for sure." He looked at Skyler, then at Bonnie. "I'm Sahne Walsh."

"Have ya' seen my brother or he's still hunting?"

"He not come back yet." Shane said.

"Daryl gonna shit himself when he sees ya' two." Merle grinned, and Bonnie laughed.

"Yeah, he's the sweet one out of the two of ya'."

"But you still married pa'." Bonnie shot a playful glare at her daughter, then kissed Merle.

"Yup. He's my asshole." Merle slapped her ass for her remark.

"C'mon Bon, ya can take your stuff in my tent." Skyler was happy seeing her parents together and went after them. 

"It's so strange... there is a woman who married Merle Dixon willingly." Said Andrea, and the others laughed, but Lori seemed worried. 

"And he has a daughter. It's really a good idea to let them sleep with him in the same tent? Who knows what Dixon is capable of?"

"Well, yeah... Dixon is a rude, sexist inbred redneck." It was T-Dog, but Rick stopped the argument. 

"He's a man who just got his family back, just like me. And Bonnie and Skyler are good people. They were in trouble because of me, but still helped me. Well, they both called me an idiot, though." Rick chuckled, then continued. "Bonnie was on her own for weeks, she can handle herself, seems she can hunt too. And her daughter is good with a gun."

"The girl is more armed than either of us." Lori said, and then Carl smiled at his dad.

"Her mom has a crossbow, just like Daryl." Rick looked at the others a little confused, so Dale answered. 

"Daryl is Merle's brother, he's on a hunt, maybe coming back tomorrow. And I need to agree with Rick here. The girl seemed happy to be with her father." They talked a little more, then everyone went on their own until gathered around the fire at the camp. It was a rare occasion when Dixon joined them, but now with his family. He was sitting on a log, Bonnie in his lap while drinking a beer. 

Bonnie took the beer from his hand and drank it in, grinning playfully at him. He snorted softly. 

"Why are ya' always stealin' my beer, woman?"

"Because ya' let me every time."

"Cheeky." Merle kissed her neck and Bonnie smirked. She missed her husband and now was happy to be with him again. Someone cleared his throat but neither of them seemed too embarrassed by the fact they were a little too intimate. 

"How long have you two been married?" It was Dale, and while he defended Dixon earlier, he still rather looked at Bonnie. 

"Seventeen years. We grow up in the same neighborhood, went to the same school, have been friends since we were kids. But this bastard was always a cooky womanizer, so nothing happened between us for a long time before we were married."

"Ya' are just as much a perv like pa'..." Skyler mumbled under her nose.

"Don't be a smartass." Merle said, and Sky stuck her tongue at his dad. The others just looked at them, waiting for Dixon to snap at his daughter, but he just let out a deep laugh. It was still strange, seeing him like that, when he was always sexist towards the other woman at camp. What they don't know, he may say some stupid and rude thing, but Merle Dixon never holds a hand on a woman. Not after growing up with their drunken, abusive father who beat his wife and his sons. 

Slowly everyone started talking about something else, and they just sit there in silence, drinking beer, and enjoying each other's company. Soon Merle started kissing her neck again while stroking her waist. 

Bonnie closed her eyes for a moment, sighing contently. She missed this, missed his touch, his kisses on her. She then turned around to face Merle, straddled his lap, and grind against his bulge. 

Merle's smirk turned smug, he doesn't see or touched her in weeks, and now they cannot keep their hands off each other. He stood up still holding his wife, and Bonnie warped her legs around his waist. They went to their tent, Merle planned to ravish her. 

"Hey, guys, ya' have an extra tent or something where I can sleep?" Skyler said and Andrea raised her eyebrow.

"Why, you don't wanna sleep with your parents?"

"Hell no! They not going to sleep." When the others looked at her a little confused, she grunted. "God, they went fucking! I ain't sleeping in the same tent with them, and they don't seen each other in weeks. Yuck."

"Oh!" Andrea turned a little red, and Dale laughed.

"You have a sharp tongue, little miss."

" 'm used to it, my parents are always like that with each other. God, I can't wait to see my uncle, at least I can hang around with him, while my folks busy with each other."

"You close with your uncle?"

"Yeah, he's like my brother. He's quieter than my 'pa, but he's funny."

"We're still talking about the same Daryl?" Dale asked smilingly and Sky grinned. 

"Yup. My uncle is a grumpy bastard, but he's not a bad person." 

"Looks like you and your family have a temper."

"Well, we are Dixons." She said like that answers everything. Dale just smiled, Skyler was not like the other kids at the camp, she was more mature, more confident. He can see the resamples between Skyler and her father, that's for sure. But she was like her mother in appearance, had the same dark brown curls, just shorter. Her mother, Bonnie seemed a tough woman who can handle herself and a man like Merle Dixon. Dale turned his attention back to Skyler.

"You can sleep in the RV, I have a spare bed. I'm staying up anyway to keep watch."

"Thanks, Hatman." Sky smiled and went to the RV, and Dale just shake his head smiling.

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In the morning the camp came to life, but Bonnie was in her own bubble. She felt his naked chest against her back, and smiled while turning around.

"Mornin'."

"Best mornin' I had in weeks." Merle said and just looking at his wife. He arched an eyebrow in question when Bonnie started laughing so hard she clasped her hand to her mouth. 

"Poor Sky."

"She's a big girl."

"I know, but still. She missed ya, and Daryl too." Her voice went a little quieter. "Me too."

"I missed my girls too." Merle pulled Bonnie closer, kissing her forehead. He had a bad temper, but loved his family fiercely. Bonnie was like a big sister to Daryl since he meet her. Her dad was almost as bad as theirs, but Bonnie's dad died when she was ten, and her ma' was always kind to the Dixon boys when they needed a place to stay when their father got too drunk. 

"Ya guys are still naked?" It was Skyler's voice outside of the tent, and Merle grunted in response. 

"Fuck off, baby girl." He heard her laughing and he smiled. Little bastard. 

"C'mon, it's almost noon, and 'm bored to death."

"Give us ten damn minutes, Sky!" Bonnie yelled annoyed and Merle started laughing too. She smacked his chest. "It's your fault, ya always spoiled her."

"Nah, she's just clingy like her momma." 

"Oh, yeah?" She asked as grinning and started hugging her husband a little too hard, but Merle was on top of her in an instant. He kissed her, then get up and started dressing. Bonnie just watched him a little, letting her gaze wander over his muscled body. 

"Like what ya see, sugah'?"

"Mhm. Ya still sexy, old man."

"If 'm old, then what are you, woman?" She just laughed then put her clothes on, and put a kiss on Merle's shoulder. They were both in their mid-forties, but they acted like two horny teenagers. When they stepped outside the tent, Skyler face lit up, and was on her dad's side in an instant. 

"Finally."

"Give a damn break for your old man, will ya?"

"Nah. I was with 'ma for weeks, if someone needs a break, it's her."

"Thanks, baby girl, ya can annoy your dad." 

"C'mon, the Dixon girls against me, and without Daryl it's not fair." He groaned, and Bonnie just laughed.

"Life isn't fair. Have fun." And with that, she left them, she wanted to speak with Rambo Rick. 

Some people from the group stared at them, but said nothing. They both ignored the stares and started talking about everything that happened to them in the past few weeks. She then said about Rick's son Carl, and a little girl Sophia, they wanted to invite Skyler to play with them but she found them too childish, too young. 

"They are so naive. They want to play around, while I wanna stay alive."

"My tough big girl, just like your 'ma." She grinned up at him, then her eyes sparkled, and took out her gun.

"Look, I still have the gun ya gave me for my birthday. I used it on some geeks." 

"Ya have ammo?" He asked.

"Just a few. I try using my knife usually." Merle reached into his cargo pants pocket, and took out a little box, full of bullets, and give it to her.

"Here."

"Thanks, dad." It was when Lori, Rick's wife came into view in front of them, holding a basket of clothes. She looked angry. 

"You giving her bullets? You are careless, dangering the camp by giving your daughter a gun, Dixon. You really are just an asshole redneck who should not be raising a child, let alone a girl." He scoffed, but said nothing knowing her daughter too well. 

"Shut the fuck up, bitch. I can handle a gun, my 'pa taught me how to use it when I was seven. "She sneered at the elder woman, who stormed away, then turned to her dad. "A bunch of pussys... 

"Look at ya, all angry and feisty." Merle grinned, a smug expression on his face. But in truth, he was touched by how her daughter defended him. Officer Friendly's woman was right, he was an asshole. 

"Well, I don't care if ya are an asshole, or somethin', you're my dad." She then giggled a little, leaning closer to Merle. "And I kind of like it that my daddy a badass. 

"C'mere, you little shit. Love ya." She clinged to her daddy, and smiled.

"Me too."

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Later that day they heard Carl yelling for his parents, probably a walker, but Bonnie and Merle remained on their spot, half of the camp was already there, no need for more people to fuss around one walker. That's when they heard an all too familiar voice. 

"Merle! Get your ugly ass out here! I got us some squirrels! Let's stew 'em up." 

"A got something better than squirrels, lil' brother." Daryl turned to his brother, but he doesn't even had a chance to say something when he spotted two familiar faces behind him. 

"Uncle Daryl!" He dropped his crossbow and hugged her niece when she runned up to him, and picked her up. She don't minded he was sweaty, and dead squirrels hanging on his shoulder. 

"Dare!" He looked up, still too stunned to say a word, putting his niece down. Just one person called him Dare. The next moment Bonnie hugged him tightly.

"Bon-bon, ya really here?" She was maybe not his blood, but he loved this woman like his own sister since they were kids.

"Yeah, run into Merle and some other people in Atlanta. God, I missed ya so much."

"C'mon, Daryl, I help ya with the squirrels while ma' telling you what happened in Atlanta." 

"All right, Sky, then grab this." He handed her a couple of squirrels, while glancing at his brother. Merle just smiled, and Daryl started smiling too. Their family was together again, the Dixons against the world. 

They all sit down together, four sets of hands skinning the animals in precision, while discussing what happened in Atlanta. 

The others, especially Lori, watched them, and how comfortable the mother and daughter were while skinning the animals Dixon brought like this was the most natural thing in the world. And maybe it was. Bonnie never minded when her hands get dirty, and that's how Skyler grew up, seeing her parents and her uncle doing this a million times. 

They don't know what the future holds for them, but they face it together. After all, nobody can kill a Dixon, but a Dixon.

End. Or not..?