A/N: Just so you all know, this won't completely follow the plot line. Minor things will be changed, I hope you're okay with that. I'm always open to suggestions and ideas so if you have any I'd be happy to hear. Please review. Love. ~Helen
It was only a month or so since they'd left the farm, and they could all feel the cold starting to set in. They'd lived just on the edge of the trees in various areas, scavenging for foods when possible. However, today they'd find something else.
Daryl and Rick, accompanied by Carl set off for a hunt. Lori, of course, worried, but Rick knew Carl had to learn to hunt, track, and kill. They'd walked a good couple miles when they stumbled across a small log cabin. Figuring they'd look inside for supplies, they found something much different.
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Carol looked up from the shirt she was stitching to see Daryl walking towards her. She stood and smiled.
"Hey." He said.
"What'd you find?" She asked, looking around him, hoping to see some supplies or food.
"Something better." He said, as if he could read her mind. He walked away, knowing she'd follow. They joined the rest of the group near Rick's tent where he told the group they were moving.
They collected all their things and put them in the cars and left. Rick led the way with Lori and Carl in the truck. Glenn drove the other car with Maggie, Beth, Hershel and T-Dog. That left Daryl to take Carol on the motorcycle. Not that either of them minded.
What they pulled up to was not what anyone was expecting. A small log cabin barely big enough for Rick's family.
"There ain't enough room in there!" T-Dog said, looking from Rick to Daryl, who both had smirks on their faces.
They wandered inside to a dirty, empty room that they had to squeeze tightly together to fit into.
"What is this shit?" Glenn asked. Rick smiled and made his way to the corner of the room and pulled up a latch on the floor, revealing a set of stairs leading underground.
"Everyone go have a look." Rick said pleasantly. Everyone rushed downstairs with the exception of Rick, Daryl, and Carol.
Rick looked between Daryl and Carol, then followed the others down. Daryl began to follow, but paused and looked at Carol, who was rooted to the spot, staring at the stairs.
"We've checked it." Daryl said. "No walkers." She nodded, but didn't move. He sighed, remembering she was slightly claustrophobic. He walked over to her and took her hand. "It ain't bad down there." He said. "We'll go down together." She looked him, took a deep breath and nodded. Her grip tightened as they descended the stairs. Once at the bottom, she gasped.
They'd entered into a large room, much bigger than the one above. There were shelves and shelves of canned food stacked to the ceiling. There sat a table with seven chairs around it. There were counters lined on the opposite wall, giving plenty of counter space. In an adjoining room, there was a small fireplace and three couches, one a bit larger than the others.
Carol, still holding Daryl's hand, followed the others down a narrow hallway where there were three bedrooms.
The first room was good sized, containing one big bed and a small couch. Rick claimed that room for his family. The second room had two smaller beds and a couch, which Hershel, Maggie, Glenn and Beth all agreed to share.
The final room was left to Daryl, T-Dog, and Carol. They all looked at the one bed and the couch. This was by far the smallest room.
"Um…" Carol began, glancing between the two men. "So, how're we gonna do this?" She asked. Daryl and T-Dog exchanged looks.
"There's a pull-out couch in the main room." T-Dog said quickly, looking at their still joint hands, which they quickly dropped. "I'll take that." He grabbed his bag and wandered out of the room. Daryl turned back to Carol and laughed to see her sprawled out on the bed, starring at the ceiling.
"Laugh all you want, Dixon." She said, closing her eyes. "You get the couch." He smirked.
"That's what you think." He replied. A knock at the door got Carol to sit up and Daryl to turn as Rick stepped in.
"Everyone settled?" He asked. Daryl nodded.
"Yeah. T's on the couch out there and me and Carol are in here." He explained. Rick looked at Carol on the bed and raised an eyebrow at Daryl. "For Christ's sake!" Daryl exclaimed as Carol began laughing.
"He's staying on the couch!" Carol explained, still giggling.
"I never agreed to that." He said and Carol smiled. "Don't give me that look." Daryl grumbled at Rick. Rick cleared his throat.
"Well, Lori, Beth, and Maggie have dinner ready." He said, then left the room. Daryl turned back to Carol.
"Ya heard the man." Daryl said. "Now get your ass off my bed and let's eat." She laughed again and stood, following him from the room.