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Here is the background story for my new Zombie Apocalypse Daryl Dixon story called "Dirty Boots and Bloody Arrows" which I will be posting the first chapter of it soon just to give you guys a little bit of an idea as to what it is going to be like!

"Meet Olivia, former Army Sniper, FBI Agent, and all around badass, who had an unfortunate accident that ruined her career and left her deaf in her right ear along with having only 50% vision in her right eye. How does one live in a world where everyone looks at her differently because of her deformities?

More importantly, when she wakes up and that world is suddenly gone how does someone with her disabilities survive in a world where supplies and ammo are scarce, shelter is overrun, and the dead are now up and walking?

Meet Daryl Dixon, former mechanic, purebred redneck, and hunter, who is also an all-around badass. He is doing what he knows how to do best, something that he has always had to do since the day he was born and before the world went to shit: survive. With Merle, his brother, by his side, what will Daryl do when he meets the girl who flips his life upside down more than what the dead already have?

Follow Olivia, Daryl, and Merle as they run and fight through the ups, downs, struggles, and triumphs of this crazy, messed up world they are now calling life."

Be on the lookout for the first chapter right after I post this new update of SSL!!!!! But what do you think of the background story for it?

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This chapter is dedicated to both @AmzStorr and @jfarley! They have both been here through many stories and are still supportive after I come back from a much needed break! And they seem like my only 2 original readers left who comment. Thank you both and I love you both!

A lot of people seemed very excited that FINALLY something is happening between them. But I am telling all of you now. Don't expect for it to happen like that *snaps fingers* This is going to be taken reaaaaaaaaaaaaalllllllllllly

Slow because of Vi's past with men. Plus Norman isn't one to pressure others into things. He wants her to be comfortable and he knows that she still has a difficult time with some things. Norman is also still shy when it comes to things if you think about it. Especially his personal life. They both know now that they have each other to lean on and they can come to each other for anything. So with that being sad please be patient with them (me lol) because this is not going to be rushed!

Make sure to listen to the song attached to this chapter!!!

Reedus kisses for everyone! Xxxxxxxxxx

Here's the next chapter, Nords!

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I woke up earlier than what I thought I would the next morning but somehow I felt quite refreshed. I sat up and stretched when a big yawn escaped my mouth. I looked to my right to see that Norman's cat was still laying in the bed with me curled up on a pillow.

I reached over and scratched him under the chin before throwing back the covers and getting out of bed. I stretched just a little bit more before grabbing some of my clothes that were in my bag beside the bed and heading towards the bathroom. I needed a nice hot shower to wake me up the rest of the way.

After a quick shower and getting dress I heard a knock on the door. I opened it noticing that the knock wasn't coming from the bathroom door. I left my towel in the bathroom, grabbed my...well Cynthia's pajamas, folded them, tucked them in my bag, and then headed out into the living room.

I was a little shocked to see my whole band and Cynthia sitting around the living room. "Uh good morning," I said while running my hand through my wet hair. I wasn't expecting them to be in Norman's house. I was actually planning on going back to mine this morning to hang out with them.

"Good morning," they all said in unison. At the same time a cup of hot chocolate came into my line of vision. "I remember you saying you're not the biggest fan of coffee," I heard the soft raspy voice in my ear. I felt a small smile form as I looked at the whipped cream and mini marshmallows sitting on top.

I took a cautious sip making sure that it wasn't too hot. It was actually the perfect temperature. I looked over my shoulder to see that he was still standing behind me. "Thank you," I said softly while taking another sip. I felt Norman's hand settle on the small of my back as he stayed behind me.

The warmth from his hand was actually comforting and made me want to relax into him a little bit more, but I didn't want to go revealing to my band and Cynthia that things were possibly happening between us. It was still something that I was slightly confused about myself.

Were we together? Were we just friends? Was that just a simple kiss? Did it mean more to him like it did me? What was he really thinking? Hell, what was I thinking? I didn't even know at this point. I referred to Matt as my ex but technically we weren't even broken up.

Norman rubbed my back slightly and I looked behind me to see he had a slight smile on his face. "What?" I asked him. He nodded back towards my band and I noticed that they were all looking at me as if waiting for an answer. "Wait, what did I miss?" I asked them.

They all slightly laughed before Cynthia spoke up. "I asked if there were any plans today?" she asked again. I thought for a minute but I couldn't think of anything that we had to do. "Mm, not that I know of, why?" I asked in return. The whole band cheered.

"We've never been to Canada so we were hoping we would get to explore the area while we were here," Chili said. I gave them all a smile. "Well go ahead but if the cops show up on my door with you guys in handcuffs I will act like I don't know you guys at all," I said.

They all groaned but nodded before standing up and placing the coffee cups they were drinking out of in Norman's sink. They headed off into my side of the house and I couldn't help but chuckle slightly. Sometimes I felt more like their mother than I did their band mate.

I went over to the sink and started running water to do the dishes they had left behind. "You don't have to do that," I heard Norman say as I started scrubbing the dishes. "Yeah, I do. They just left a mess for you to clean up. That's not cool. You opened your home to them," I said.

Norman reached out and grabbed my soapy hands in his clean ones. "Babe," Norman said while running his thumb gently over my soapy knuckles. "Let me do it," he said while taking the cup I was currently washing and the wet rag from my hands.

I frowned slightly. I wasn't used to this. I was used to having to clean up behind everyone or I would get punished for it and not a good punishment either. I dried my hands and leaned against the counter watching Norman scrub the cups clean before sitting them in a dish drainer.

This was something I wasn't used too but it was definitely nice. It felt nice to have the pressure off of me having to that perfect little housewife that cooked and cleaned all the time while trying to work on my movies, T.V. shows, and music. Something so tiny like that was such a huge weight off my shoulders.

I heard car doors shut before the SUV pulled out of the driveway meaning that everyone had left and it was just Norman and me now. After he was finished with the dishes he dried his hands before turning around and facing me while leaning against the counter.

"And then there were two," he said with a slight chuckle in his voice. I gave him a small smile not really sure what to say or do. "I was actually planning on skyping Flanery and Clark for a little bit today. They're wanting to check in with me and see how I'm doing," I said.

Norman gave me a small smile and started pushing himself off the counter. "You can join me if you want too," I said softly hoping that I hadn't offended him. He looked up at me. "I don't want to intrude," he said and I instantly started shaking my head.

"No no, you definitely won't be. I'm sure they would love to see you and see how you're doing as well," I said. Norman gave me a slight smile and nod. "That sounds like a good plan," he said while pushing himself the rest of the way off the counter and closing the distance between us.

I felt myself stiffen being used to what usually happened when a male got this close to me besides Flanery or Clark. "Relax," Norman breathed into my hair while he ran his fingertips lightly down my arm. He kissed my forehead before creating slight space between us.

"I'll go grab my laptop," I said before heading to my house. I quickly found my laptop in my bedroom along with the charger. I headed back over to Norman's to see that he was sitting on his couch with his feet propped up in front of him on the coffee table.

A cigarette was dangling loosely from his index and middle finger on his right hand. "Ready for the shenanigans?" I asked him as I plopped down beside him. Norman stamped out his cigarette before taking his feet off the coffee table and scooting just a tad closer to me.

I pulled up Skype and added Flanery and Clark to the call. Soon both of their friendly faces popped up on my computer screen. "REEDENSTEIN!" Flanery shouted and threw his hands in the air. "Well gee love you too," I grumbled jokingly.

"VI-ENSTEIN! See that doesn't have a nice ring to it like Reedenstein does," he said. I rolled my eyes and sat back on the couch slightly. I felt the warmth of Norman's arm sitting on the back of the couch before I soon felt his hand pull on some of my curls slightly.

"How are you guys doing?" Clark asked us both. We both looked at each other before smiling slightly and looking back at them through the camera. "We're doing pretty well. It's crazy up here that's for sure. They have us in the sticks," I said and Norman chuckled.

"The movie is definitely keeping us busy. Vi has one more thing off her plate though," Norman said and I felt my eyebrows pull together in confusion. "Oh yeah? And what would that be?" Flanery asked curiously. Norman pulled on my curl a little harder as if to get my attention.

"She finished recording her album a couple days ago. She can finally sleep at night," Norman said teasingly causing me to roll my eyes again. Both Flanery and Clark cheered. "I only got to hear one song but I can't wait to hear all of it," Norman said after their cheers had quieted down.

"Wait Reedus was special enough to hear a song but we're not?" Clark asked acting like he was offended. I could see out of the corner of my eye that Norman had a slight smile on his face bigger than the ones he usually had. I nudged him slightly as if telling him to shut up.

"Girl, go get your guitar right now," Flanery said. I crossed my arms and glared at him. "No," I said stubbornly. Flanery pouted a little. "Please, Vi. I am your brother," he said. Clark now had a pouted look on his face too. I sighed as I felt Norman rub my back gently. "Fine, be right back," I said.

I quickly got up from the couch and headed into my side of the house before grabbing my acoustic guitar out of its stand and heading back over to Norman's. "There's the beautiful lady," Flanery said as I came back into view and sat back down on the couch.

"I know my guitar is gorgeous, isn't it?" I said earning a laugh from all three of them. I started plucking the strings lightly and making adjustments where I needed to before I started strumming a few chords listening to the familiar in tune hum. "Okay, here goes nothing."

This road is anything but simple

Twisted like a riddle

I've seen high and I've seen low

So loud, the voices of all my doubts

Telling me to give up

To pack up and leave town

But even so I had to believe

Impossible means nothing to me

So can you lift me up?

And turn the ashes into flames

Cause I have overcome more than words will ever say

And I've been given hope

That there's a light on up the hall

And that a day will come when the fight is won

And I think that day has just begun

Somewhere, everybody starts there

Counting on a small prayer

Lost in a nightmare

But I'm here and suddenly it's so clear

The struggle through the long years

It taught me to outrun my fears

And everything that's worth having

Comes with trials worth withstanding

So can you lift me up?

And turn the ashes into flames

Cause I have overcome more than words will ever say

And I've been given hope

That there's a light on up the hall

And that a day will come when the fight is won

And I think that day has just begun

Oh lift me up, oh lift me up, oh lift me up

Oh lift me up, oh lift me up, oh lift me up

Down and out is overrated

I need to be elevated

Looking up is not enough

I would rather rise above

So can you lift me up?

And turn the ashes into flames

Cause I have overcome more than words will ever say

And I've been given hope

That there's a light on up the hall

And that a day will come when the fight is won

And I think that day has just begun

I strummed the last chord and everything inside of me felt like it was on fire. I kept hold of the guitar feeling my hands steadily shaking against it. "Vi," I heard Flanery say. I looked at the screen to see that he and Clark had huge smiles across their faces.

Norman out of the corner of my eye had a content smirk on his face as well. "What?" I asked him nervously trying to control the shake in my voice as I felt my hands getting worse. "Don't think. Know that the day has just begun."

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What do you think that song represented? Is Flanery right? She should KNOW the day has begun instead of thinking?

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