Giving you all a heads up Daryl is going to have a horrific time, get ready. SA warning for the coming chapters and threats of it here.

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Daryl trudged forward through the dirt and the mud, it had rained and he was thankful it swept away the omegas scent. He now smelt full beta, the pills were working wonders already which he was thankful for.

Following a railroad track he came upon a massacre, his heart began to beat quickly when he saw a familiar shoe, it was Mikas. However the bodies didn't look small enough to be her either. He took a deep breath hoping someone was with his pups.

Carol and Tyreese came upon a sign that spoke about a place of safety, Terminus. They hoped their pack would see it too and head that way too.

Maggie, Bob, and Sasha sat together cleaning one another's wounds and wrapping. "Glenn..Glenn should be on that bus."

"Maggie, even though he was on it doesn't mean he stayed, you know how Glenn is he would have tried to fight regardless of what you told him to do. He wants to protect you, and our pack. He would have attempted to fight." Sasha replied. "We need to focus on finding Daryl and the pups."

"The pups should have been on the bus." Maggie replied. "So we have to find the bus."

Bob nodded, "She is right. Daryl would want to be reunited with his pups."

Maggie nodded, as a member of the pack their top priority would be the pups and omega. They were worried sick he would be harmed or even have his mate mark stripped from him.

Glenn woke in the prison yard, he was thankful to still be alive. He was being smart, he collected guns, amo, food, he put on a riot suit and headed out to find his mate, his prime, and Daryl, but as he walked he came across the terrified beta Tara. "Hey!"

She looked up surprised. "I was a part of this, I feel like a piece of shit. He..he told us that the omega was his first, told us that this place was taken by him..but then he killed the old man and...and..oh god."

"Hershel! Hershel is dead?"

"Yes.." The woman hung her head. "I..I'm sorry."

"I need your help, to find the pack. If you come with me Rick will allow you in our fold. He won't deny you because you were with him. But I need your help, I need you to help me."

"You think he would let me join?"

"Association with evil isn't evil itself." Glenn said, helping her out of the cage she had put herself in. They fought through the dead, Glenn tossed a molitav. He was coughing, still somewhat sick. They made it to the road.

Tara looked around. "Where too? It's rained, everyone's scent is gone."

Glenn looked around, the helmet of his suit off. He began to cough when the undead started to attack. Glenn fought until he passed out, Tara was thankful there were only two left to kill. As she finished her kill a truck pulled up.

"Hope you enjoyed the show, assholes!" She barked.

A large alpha male, a female alpha in short-shorts, and a beta with a mullet stepped out of the large vehicle. The large alpha held his gun to his shoulder. "You got a damn mouth on you, you know that? What else you got?" He smiled looking over the women standing protectively over the passed out asian. Tara looked him over, maybe they could help her find Glenn's pack, they seemed to pack a punch with the vehicle alone.

Daryl continued to trudge along the road, he came across an old church and held up that night. He climbed up to use it as a look out, he couldn't see anything specific. It was pretty dark now, and all he really wanted was to feel safe. He slept soundly that night on top of the roof, this wasn't doing him any good.

Being both omega and beta was messing with his head, he still had the emotional baggage of his omega self, the loss of his pups and mate was making his head hurt. He was thankful that he couldn't feel the pain of his heat, and knowing he was on the road alone had more dangers for him as an omega than as a beta.

He rolled over his arm hanging off the roof. He sat up quickly as the sun poured over him. He growled and padded back down the steps of the church. He had to find his pack, and he knew his pack was looking for him.

He needed his pups.

Daryl was exhausted, he came to a cross road and sat down trying to decide where he was going. He was so distracted by the idea of moving when he heard the click of a gun to his head. "Well hello, that's a nice crossbow you got. I'm claiming that."

Daryl looked up, he sprang to his feet and held his bow at attention to the alpha male who held a gun to his head. His breathing picked up, he had thankfully popped the pill already so that wasn't his issue. But the man looked familiar and he couldn't tell why.

"See if you shoot me, they shoot you, this won't work out for you."

Daryl felt frozen. "Let's see your pack."

"Nah." He grunted, if they saw the pack they would know what he was.

"Oh come now, just give us the pack."

Daryl grunted, he hoped the pills were hidden well enough. He slowly slung it off his shoulder and handed it to him. He heard the pills moving but he hoped they would find the pain pills instead.

The man smiled as he riffled through it, he picked up a bottle of pain pills and tossed the pack back. Daryl sighed in relief. "I like you, I'm claiming this one for the pack."

Daryl froze, "What?"

"We are claiming your sweet beta ass for ourselves, can't get too picky in this world you know."

Daryl rolled his eyes in anger, were they serious? He was taking the damn pills to get out of that, and now it didn't seem they cared too much about that. Beta or omega he was fresh meat. "What the hell is this claiming shit?"

"Oh you haven't heard of us sweetheart?" The man smiled. "My names Joe and these here are my alpha pack of claimers."

Daryl began to hyperventilate, no, no this couldn't be happening. They couldn't possibly be happening, the pack he was going to be sold to was standing in front of him and claiming him as their property. "I'm trying to find my pack."

"Ah, you have a pack pretty thing?"

"Yes.. we got separated." He was trying not to cry, trying not to let his emotions take over.

"Where did you get that jacket? Reminds me of an old friend who cheated me out of a lot of cash."

"Found it on a body." Daryl lied.

"What's your name pretty thing?" Joe asked walking around him.

"Its..It..uh.." He was just trying to think of anything but his name, they would have to know what his name was.

"Spit it out puppy, you can't keep it in the dark. Or I guess we can just call you pretty thing and puppy huh boys?"

"Yeh we can call him that." A large fat man replied. "Can't we?"

Daryl grew silent. "The name doesn't matter now does it." Joe cupped his cheek with his dirty hand. "Come on, I will show you to your new home puppy."

Daryl grunted and followed him carefully, there were too many guns on him. Too many hands that could grab him. All alphas, and it was starting to scare him, he just prayed that his pack would find him before his pills ran out and Joe's pack learned about his true self.

He held tightly onto his pack. He needed this one thing and one thing only to keep himself alive.

What did them claiming him for the pack mean? What would happen?

Rick was pacing back and forth, Michonne and Carl were out doing a supply run. He just wanted to find his people, his mate. Judith.

Daryl had been through so much already that he passed out as soon as he hit the cot. Daryl woke wrists bound to the cot. He screamed out in panic. "Whoa whoa there Daryl don't you worry."

Shit.

"Yeah, while Lenny got his ass beat for it he went through your bag more." Joe smiled crouching down beside him. "You a mommy?"

Daryl froze, how could they know that?

Joe set a photo in his lap, it was a drawing made by one of the pups. He cursed realizing his name was written on the pack. For momma Daryl. "Found your suppressants too puppy. Real tricky aren't ya, I guess all that money I paid up front for you was worth it wasn't it." Daryl growled as Joe grabbed his wrists. "Glad I claimed you for my pack. However I sure am pissed, that you gave your body to some random alpha that didn't pay for you. Enough times passed that you could have had yourself a puppy huh, did you? Did you have a pup?"

"Yes..I just want to get back to her please."

"Oh no no, you are mine now. I don't want no random pups in our pack, only my pups. I tossed the pills."

Daryl cursed, they had to be kidding him. "So when your next heat comes me and boys are going to use you till you get pregnant hmm?"

"Fuck you."

"Oh we will be fucking you." Joe laughed. "Can't leave you out of our sight now. You will have constant watch. Constant supervision."

Daryl growled, he was ready to kill. Willing to kill. He just needed his damn hands free.

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Glenn woke in the pack of the vehicle, he panicked but Tara calmed him down. "Don't worry, don't worry it's okay. I told them about the omega, they are willing to help us look for him and your wife. They said a pack like yours could be useful for their mission."

"Mission?"

"Yes, they are trying to get their beta to Washington DC. He's a scientist."

"I just need our pack."

"They are going to help us, going to help us, help you find him and your mate."

They stopped the vehicle as Glenn began to hit the window. They stepped out to talk, as they talked and discussed the plan Eugene began to shoot recklessly at the undead. Abrham growled as he tried to fix it. They had to walk, had to be on the road and that wasn't his idea of safety. "How the hell..seriously Eugene."

"I was reckless, but trust me I am smarter than you, we should follow them. Getting an omega back to DC would be good." Abraham growled as he followed the new betas, but the idea of meeting a living omega was a hopeful idea.