#brokenankle

Liukka of @liukka, posing with finger guns while balancing on her not broken foot, in the black suit she will appear in in our currently in-progress rp once we reach further into the story :) This is a holiday gift :) Bonus, an extra version (I know shading doesn't work like this in real life, but I had too much fun):

Cara slid out of the car as Carl jumped out of the back and handed her a set of crutches, "Here sis" Carl said, "I can't believe you broke your ankle... Daryl is gonna kill you" He said, rolling his eyes.

"Don't remind me" She groaned as she looked around before her eyes fell on Daryl who was stalking towards the car. "Oh shit, I was hoping he was out with Aaron today... looks like he got home early" She muttered to Carl. Carl looked up at his sister before over at Daryl.

"He looks... pissed"

Cara sighed as she steadied herself on the crutches and looked up at Daryl as he stopped in front of her. "What the hell happened Caralee?!" He asked angrily. Carl opened his mouth to speak but Daryl glared at him. "I asked my girl what happened Carl. Not you" He growled, Cara bit her lip. "I told you not to go out on runs when I'm away.. I knew it was a bad idea to begin with and you disregard everything I said! No wonder you got hurt!" He yelled pointing at her ankle. Cara glared up at him;

"Daryl Dixon, I'm one of the best runners we have here in Alexandria. I wasn't going to let my fifteen year old brother go alone" She growled back up at him. "Yes, I did something stupid. Yes I broke my ankle" She said before Daryl angrily opened his mouth to speak but she cut him off. "HOWEVER, If I hadn't I wouldn't have a little brother anymore" She growled, "So get off my ass about not going on runs anymore... because we all got jobs to do."

y"You better watch your mouth Sunshine" He glared, "Today... it's a broken damn ankle... tomorrow it could be--" "I always have back up, Dixon" She glared at him, "Whether it's Carl, Dad or Michonne" She told him, "Hell even Jesus when I go on runs for Hilltop-- Shit" Cara knew he didn't know about those runs, Those were the long ones that she went on when he was out recruiting for Alexandria. Daryl raised his eyebrow as he smirked, Cara knew she was in for it now.

"Runs with Jesus huh? I don't remember you going for runs with Jesus for Hilltop" Daryl said before roughly picking her up bridal style as he started to carry her back to their place.

"Daryl..." Came Carl's voice taking a step after them, Daryl turned to face him.

"Bring the crutches by later, and no I'm not gonna hurt her." He said, "I've never hurt her, Aral (Ar-el) and I just need to have a conversation about keeping things from each other and it would be better to do said conversation in the confines of our own house." he said, he was really articulate when he wanted to be. Carl nodded slowly picking up the crutches and putting them back in the car.

~~Home~~

"Daryl set Cara down on her arm chair by the fireplace. "Talk" He said sternly as she shifted guiltily in her chair. "Aral, I'm not going to say it again" Cara sighed softly before beginning;

"When you first started recruiting, I would stay here just like you wanted... but when Jesus and I became friends, he started teaching me self defense then wanted me to go on runs with him for Hilltop." She spoke, her eyes never leaving the candle in front of her. "We've gone on fifteen runs while you have been away and I've always come back without a scratch... you were so adamant about me staying here while you were gone... I didn't think I should tell you.. Though... Paul's under the impression that you know..." She continued. "I liked being outside the walls... and with each run we normally go between 50 to 100 miles away" She said telling him everything. Daryl was pacing the living room as she talked, he was getting angrier and angrier as she spoke.

"So.. you kept these runs from me.. lied to your best friend... and.. went farther out then you should of... Anything else that I need to know about?" he growled at her, Cara shook her head. "You're not leaving Alexandria until after your ankle heals and then another month after that... you hear me?" He asked her sternly. Cara attempted to stand up before falling back and wincing.

"D that's not fair! Come on! Jesus and I have plans to go on a run next week!" Daryl raised an eyebrow at her.

"You couldn't go anywhere on that ankle anyway" Daryl said gruffly, "Come on, you're goin' on bed rest until that ankle is mended" He said, picking her up again and taking her up the steps. "You're a crazy little girl you know that? You're two fucking months pregnant and still going on runs... Now you've gone an broken that damned ankle of yours." Cara grumbled;

"Maggie went on runs until she was eight months pregnant and I'm a better runner then her!" She said brattily, Daryl placed her gently on the bed, putting a pillow under her ankle before speaking.

"Maggie ain't my girl" He said sternly as he sat next to her. "MY girl is done with runs until our baby is born... I'm not even sure if I'm going to allow you to go after that. Our baby can't loose it's mother" Cara sighed before nodded.