A/N: So I just had this idea pop into my head for a oneshot. Enjoy!

It had been five years since the Govoner had attacked the prison. They had lost a couple of people in the battle but in the end, they prevailed. Andrea and Hershal would forever be remembered and always loved, their sacrifice honored. Carol and Daryl had gotten together shortly after and had been together ever since. She had fell pregnant about six months later and they now had a four year old daughter named Gloria. She had dirty blonde hair that hung in ringletts down to her waist and her mothers deep blue eyes. They had to move out of the prison as the walls had crumbled and the fences torn down. They had found a fairly large island off the coast and made a home there. There had been a large vacation house there and everyone had bunked up until houses could be buitl. They eventually constructed a wall that went all the way around their community and had a wonderful thing going. From their original group, everyone had mostly coupled up and moved into their own houses as soon as they were built. The first house was Daryl, Carol, and Gloria's; the next Rick, Carl, and Judith; Glenn, Maggie, and their twin boys, Hershal and Dale; and the last one, Merle, Beth, and their son Blake.

In the years their community had grown to atleast 150 people. They had set up shops, a hospital, school, library, and a community center. A few of the men in the community had worked for the electrical company and now they had electricity on the whole island. It was their little slice of heaven until about a month ago.

Daryl and a few of the men had gone on a hunting trip to bring back some meat for the market when Daryl had tracked a large buck into a deserted town about 60 miles inland. It had wandered into a convenient store through the broken glass. He had just shot the thing in the head with an arrow when a shuffeling noise caught his attention. He reloaded his crossbow and crept around the isles. Walkers were far and few inbetween, only running into no more than five at a time. They hadn't seen a herd in nearly 2 years, the world was slowly putting itself back together again. Daryl rounded a corner and sitting in a huddle was a girl about 20 years old. She had firery red hair and pale skin. Daryl shouldered his crossbow and held up his hands in a sign of caution.

"Um... Hello? Ya ok down 'ere?" Her head shot up and looked at him. A look of disbeliefe crossed her face.

"Ar- are you real?" Daryl nodded his head. "Oh my god!" She hurddled herlsef at Daryl and looped her arms around his neck. He stood there stock still and when he came to his senses, he began untangling himself.

"Yer gonna be ok. Yer gonna come back with us and we'll get ya all cleaned up." He quickly stepped back as soon as he was free and began dragging his buck behind him towards the vehicles parked a couple blocks down, not even bothering to see if she was following.

That had been a month ago and Aubrey, the girl's name, had been eyeing him up ever since. She always seemed to be around when ever his was on watch or anywhere outside. She gave him the creeps. He stood on the wall now walking his section and he could feel her beady eyes on him even now. He breifly looked to where she was sitting in the grass and quickly turned around when he realized she had stood up and was making her way up to him.

"Hi." Aubrey had been watching him since he rescued her and she was instantly in lust with him. Several of the women in town had tried to warn her off of him, he had a wife and all, but she didn't care, she wanted him. She gave him a sultry smile and ran her finger down his bare arm. Some habbits never die, like Daryl and his cut off shirts. "Sure is hot out today huh." She licked her lips. She saw his eyes flicker to her finger before rolling his shoulder trying to get her to stop touching him, thick headed girl couldn't take a hint though. She was just about to lean into his ear to whisper something when someone called her away. She walked away slowly, swaying her hips, trying to look sensual but coming off the complete opposite.

He shivered in disgust and wiped his arm with a rag out of his pocket. He almost jumped out of his skin at the boisterous laughter coming from behind him. "What do you want Merle?"

"Looks like little brother had got hisself a lil' admirer. Ya better hope Carol don' see, got a temper tha' one. I still have a nasty scar on my shoulder from where the little spit fire stabbed me after ya got lost on that run couple years ago. A true Dixon she is. 'Tween her and Beth I dunno which is worse." He shuddered at the thought of his wife and sister-in-law. A couple of scary women, those two.

"Ya I know." Daryl smirked. He was proud of Carol, woman could really take care of herself, he had taught her how to fight, hunt, track, and all the things he knew about survival. She was very quick and agile. After his gurad duty was up, Daryl was on his was home when she came out of now where. She latched her self onto his face and no amount of fighting of Daryl's part could get the leach off. He was about to get physical with her when she was violently yanked away from him by her hair.

Carol was outside taking a walk with Gloria when the whole scene unfolded. She watched the whole month as this woman eye balled Daryl, she held her tounge as the woman had never actually touched him or did anything inapropriate. Until now. The fury that was Carol Dixon had Aubry on the ground after she forcefully removed her from her husband's face. Gloria was at her mother's side glaring at the woman. "You keep you filthy little mits off my husband. You hear me you little bitch?"

Aubrey just looked at Carol with contempt and disgust. "Afraid of a little competetion?"

"Listen lady, you stay away from my daddy slut!" Gloria pointed a chubby finger in Aubrey's face. Daryl tried to keep a straight face at the look on his daughter's face. He was very proud of her but he knew she would get in touble for calling Aubrey a slut, but he didn't care.

"Get out of my face you little brat. You need to learn to respect you elders." She was going to say something else but a very angry Carol had her up off her ass in an instant and against the wall by her throat.

"Say one more word about my daughter bitch, and I will tear you limb from limb." Carol hissed as she tightened her grip on the other woman's throat. She moved so her face was about an inch from the now terrified Aubrey's. "Now, I will tell you one more time, you so much as look at my husband again, and I will make it so you never look at anything again." She dropped Aubrey and turned around. Practically the whole town stood around them and gaped at Carol. She simply shrugged her shoulders and looked at Daryl.

Daryl walked up to his wife and pulled her in for a hug. "Did I e'er tell ya how unbelievably sexy and scary ya are when yer mad woman?" He said huskily.

She smiled slyly at him," Don't you ever forget it Dixon.

"I love ya Mrs. Dixon."

"I love you too Mr. Dixon."

"Hey I want love too!" Gloria pouted from their feet. The crowd laughed and Daryl picked her up as both parents planted a kiss on each of her cheeks. She giggled at her parents. "That's better!'

The end.

A/N: I thought this was just a kinda cute and jealous idea that popped into my head. R&R let me know what you think!