(1) Catching Feelings
As she sat there looking into the fire she couldn't help but look over at Daryl, standing up on that over turned bus with that silly old poncho draped over him; just looking at him made her want to giggle like a little school girl. She had started to see him this way since the creek, she couldn't figure out why but he gave her strength, the type no other person could. When Sophia disappeared and never appeared again he was the only reason she carried on, she knew it was stupid to live for one person in this world but she couldn't help it. Carol was snapped out of her thoughts by the soft tone of Beth's voice. She looked up and saw Daryl smiling at her, his eyes digging into her soul. God, all he has to do is smile at me and I'm like putty in his hands. Carol smiled to herself, and before she realised what she was doing she was half way to the bus. As she reached the side of it she was greeted with Daryl's hand, she took it in hers and felt a wave of electricity run through her. As he helped her up, he pulled a little too hard and Carol crashed into his chest. Which was now rock hard from all the running and fighting that came with the harsh winter.
'It's perfect right? Just what we need' Carol said, whilst looking at the now massive 8 month pregnant Lori. She really was getting big, and the all the running she'd done over the last few months couldn't be doing any good for her or the baby.
'Yeah. Good for all of us. And earlier was best shootin' since the begginin' of all this shit'. Carol chuckled to herself. I wonder if he knows it's all, not owl. Carol thought back to the shooting, and then the small pain in her shoulder hit her. She started self-massaging the spot. Damn that rifle.
Daryl knew she would be in pain while they were covering Rick, she had been holding the rifle all wrong. A year ago he would've just laughed at her, gone home and watched Scrubs, but none of that was possible now, and to his surprise he felt bad for her. He had grown fond of the older women and had caught himself staring at her more often lately.
'Come 'ere and let me 'elp ya' before she could say anything he started soothing all the tension out of her skin. He stared at the long curve of her neck and the grey of her now growing hair. She looks beautiful in the moonligh'. Shit Dixon, you're turning into a right pussy.
'Aha, you know Daryl?' Carol softly chuckled out as she turned around to face him.
'Wha'?'
'This could be romantic' she breathed out, 'wanna screw around?' she winked at him.
God damn fire cracker, Daryl thought to himself. He just rolled his eyes and went to make a quick and swift exit.
'We best make our way back' Daryl sat on the edge of the bus. 'I'll go down first' he said as he jumped to the ground, making a hard THUD as he landed.
'Ooh, just how I like it' Carol jumped into Daryl's arms and then walked off, making sure to swivel her hips as she did. She knew what she did might've been a push over the line but she couldn't help herself.
Daryl was the only thing on Carols mind that night, she thought about what he was like before the outbreak, and what type of father he would've been to Sophia and what type of boyfriend or husband he'd be to her. Unaware to Carol, she was all that Daryl could think of.