Starting Over

ReedusLover3

Character portrayals:

Elizabeth: Kate Beckinsale

Daryl: Norman Reedus

Glenn: Steven Yeun

Rick: Andrew Lincoln

Lori: Sarah Wayne Callies

Carl: Chandler Riggs

Carol: Melissa McBride

Hershel: Scott Wilson

Maggie: Lauren Cohen

Beth: Emily Kinney

T-Dog: IronE Singleton

Rowina "Ro": Ashley Benson

Knox: Tom Hardy

Sasha: Jennifer Hudson

** Here we go my friends. Nothing Left to Loose, the SEQUEL to Trying to Survive. Do NOT READ if you haven't read TTS, you probably won't understand most stuff. Feel free to if you want to be majorally confuzzled... This is an OC/Daryl fanfic and later will be T-Dog/OC... maybe a love triangle? Hmmm we'll see ;) Well, off we go.. **

It had been a week since we had left the farm, and it was hard trying to survive on limited supplies. It had gotten chilly out, and it getting into the fifty range with the nights down to twenty degrees. We stocked up on clothes that would last the winter to keep us warm. I had found some new jeans, and a better leather coat. We had moved from place to place in hopes of finding a suitable place to hunker down and to help Lori since she was pregnant. She was nearly three months and her stomach wasn't big but it had a small rounder shape. Morning sickness had made our trip worse since Lori had it every day, and let's not mention that some people got sick seeing Lori vomit. Carl was estatic about getting a little sibling and chatted nonstop about it, until Rick or someone would complain. He was just a kid, an excited kid. Rick had taken up teaching his son to shoot- making sure he would always be able to protect himself, the group and his mother. Beth and Carol were the ones who made food for the group and cleaned our clothes when we got a chance. Glenn and T-Dog became basically guards for the group since they always were on perimeter duty. Hershel was the mediator, he kept the peace in our group like Dale had done. Maggie and I had taken up the job of being the two woman leaders in the group, we always gave our opinion. Rick and Daryl were the leaders of the group, always protecting us and getting food. Rick had taken his leading role seriously and barely asked for anyone's opinion except Daryl's, who was his secondhand man.

We were currently taking a break from our non stop riding around that lasted two days. Maggie and Glenn went to get supplies with Hershel, while Beth, Carol, Lori and Carl worked on dirty clothes. T-Dog and Rick were watching the camp this time so Daryl and I went out hunting for food.

I held my bow in the air and aimed at the squirrel moving through the trees, I had to be quick since it was moving. Aiming just a further ahead of it I let the arrow fly from my fingers and into the air. It flew right into the squirrel and I smiled, perfect aim. Going forward, I tore the arrow out and put the squirrel in my bag. Daryl and I had gotten ten squirrels in total, but they were all going into hibernation so there were less everyday.

"I think we're good for a few days if we ration the squirrels." I stated to Daryl who was got another one and stuffed it in my bag. "Ready?" I asked him as he wiped his arrow clean.

"Yeah, let's go. Rick's probably worried 'bout you." Daryl commented.

"Me?" I asked and gave Daryl an odd look as he smirked at me.

"Well he don't worry 'bout me since I can handle myself." Daryl took my hand and intertwined them together. "He worries 'bout you since you always end up gettin' in some mess."

"Not always!" I retorted and poked his chest. "Okay, most of the time.." I admitted which made Daryl chuckle. That was rare, he usually rarely showed emotion except for when it was just us together.

"Told ya." Daryl gave a rare smile, then leaned down and kissed me on the forehead. When we got back to the camp I expected Daryl to let go of my hand, but he kept held of it and led me to where Beth and Carol were sitting near the fire. "Here ya' go. Got eleven. Ration them so we have enough." Daryl handed the woman my bag and they grinned at our killings.

"Great, good job guys." Carol grinned at us, mostly at Daryl though. I've noticed Carol had taken great interest in Daryl, I didn't know if it was just a blooming friendship or if she had feelings growing for him. Daryl nodded and dragged me off towards Rick who was watching the forest.

"Nothing?" Daryl asked and Rick shook his head and then looked down at our hands. "What?" Daryl asked annoyed.

"Uhm, n-" Rick began and I looked at Daryl.

"He's surprised you're actually holding my hand in public." I sighed and Rick gave us a curt nod as a yes. "Everyone is."

"What? Is it that shockin' to see a man hold a woman's hand?" Daryl growled, looking annoyed.

"No, it's shocking to see you holding my hand."

"Are you-" Daryl began but I cut him off.

"Don't worry about it." I told him and looked at Rick. "Are we leaving tonight or toworrow morning?" I asked.

"Morning, we need a good rest. Daryl, you can do the first shift right?"

"I'll do it." I offered, Rick looked away from me.

"I'd prefer Daryl to do it." I nodded quickly.

"I'll go check on Lori and Carl." I stated in a hard tone and tore my hand from Daryl's and stalked off. As I walked away I could hear Daryl and Rick arguing.

"What was that?" Daryl asked harshly. "You don't think she can watch for a few hours?"

"No, I just think you're better at observing things." Rick honestly told Daryl. I was too far away to hear the rest of the conversation when I found Lori trying to teach Carl english. He seemed to be struggling and Lori looked agitated so I stepped in.

"I can help him, why don't you go get something to eat. Rest." I told Lori, and watched her face turn relieved.

"Thank you so much." She practically ran off when I knelt down by Carl.

"What are you workin' on?" I asked as I looked over his stuff.

"Grammar."

"Oh that's easy! Here.." I started explaining to him what he was doing with his work. After a little bit he understood what I told him, and thanked me- forced because no child wants to do work. I looked around to see no one doing anything important so I smiled at Carl. "Want to learn how to shoot a bow and arrow?" I asked.

"Yes!" Carl eagarly told me, and jumped up to put his work away. We he was situtated I showed him the basics of shooting and where his elbow was suppose to be placed. I told him how far to take the string back depending on how far you want to shoot it, and how fast. I usually pulled the string all the way so my fingertips touched my lips.

"Here, do what I showed you." I set up a target which was a piece of fruit that was rotten. He had issues pulling the string back since he wasn't strong enough. "Elbow down a little." I pushed it slightly into the correct position. "Ease up just a bit, there ya go, aim. Use your front hand. Alright, when you are steady enough let the string loose and get your hand off the arrow." I watched as he aimed and let the arrow go. It hit slightly off but I was surprised. "Perfect. You just need to work on your aim and pulling the string back in time." I commented and tore the arrow out from the tree, checking the tip to make sure it was still sharp enough. "Want to try again?"

"Yeah." I handed him the arrow and watched him string it and pull it back quicker than the last time. I didn't say anything as I watched him, wanting him to know if he did something wrong. His elbow was too high and he was too tense so the arrow went way off and he got dicouraged.

"No worries, what did you do wrong?"

"I think I wasn't relaxed."

"That, and you're elbow was too high, it needs to be almost level."

"Alright. Can I try again?" I nodded and handed him the arrow again and surveyed him. This time he made sure his elbow was correctly positioned and he relaxed like I told him too. Sure enough he was close to hitting the fruit. "Let's call it a day and maybe when we stop again, we can practice?"

"Sure." He smiled and handed me my bow and arrow back. Giving a grin at his small form retreating, I aimed my arrow and shot it at the fruit without barely looking, and got it right in it's center. Ripping it from the fruit I turned to find Daryl leaning against his motorcycle, watching me. I walked over to him with a smile.

"Kid's got potential." I grinned, happy I taught Carl something.

"Sure does." Daryl agreed and stepped closer to me. "You like kid's, don't you?" He asked me.

"I do." I looked at where Carl was animatedly talking to his mom and pointing in my general direction. "I wanted kids.. then this shit happened."

"We're you close to having some?" Daryl asked.

"Yeah, so close. I just needed to be married.." I trailed off, not liking where this dicussion was leading to.

"You were going to get married to someone, weren't you." Daryl asked and looked at me intensly.

"Yes." I coughed. "Knox, his name was Knox Aster. He proposed a week before the break out, and then when it happened, I couldn't find him. I went looking but there was no trace of him left. I assumed he was dead." Daryl nodded. "I'm past him. You should know that."

"I know." Daryl looked up at me with his sky blue eyes, and I felt my knees go weak slightly. "Come here." I quickly stepped into his arms and he quickly kissed me, making my knees go even weaker. He hands snaked down my back and held my hips, while my hands messed around in his shaggy hair. His beard scratched my face making me smile, I loved his beard. His tongue quickly slid into my mouth and I moaned in response. This was getting a little to heated so I pulled back, fearing that everyone was watching.

"You're something, you know that right?" I smirked.

"So are you." He smirked back, making me grin. He was imperfectly perfect.