Hello Pretties! Here it is! The first chapter remake! yay! and sooner than I even expected. I changed a lot from the previous one so hopefully those of you that have been with me since the beginning don't hate me too much.

Nwayz! Enough!

Hope yall lovelies enjoy and remember to send Momma some love.

R&R

Stunned.

It was a pretty damn of a good word to 'say' how she was feeling. Above the fact that her blood was boiling under her light complexion, she was very stunned. Apparently from the way things had turned out, she was clearly missing something she 'did', but she didn't know when or more over, remember.

These days in the farm had been pretty trouble-free… of course if we took out the dirty, hateful glances muscle cop was throwing at Rick, Alyson was sure she would die out of boredom. Not that she cared too much for gossip or whatever shit, but she was somewhat curious. Rick had been real nice or at least since she met him and so had Shane, but, for some reason, he had been really off lately. Almost everything pissed him off and he didn't hesitate in making his opinions be heard, sadly Alyson too didn't mind voicing whatever was making her uncomftable or bothered her whatsoever, but Shane Walsh was taking his snuck up shit too seriously.

Shane Walsh…

He had been the reason why Dixon had gone off on her. Truth be told, Alyson never expected him to be the jealous type.

'that's gonna be something to tease him about'

A small smile formed on her lips, all things considering. She kept on thinking about the earlier events and how he had snapped at her on how she was holding on a romance with Shane and stuff. The look in his eyes was that of pure rage, but his voice played a tinge of jealousy and under all that rage his eyes were screaming at her, she could see, he was somewhat hurt, but he was Daryl Dixon, thus no matter how much she would try and ask later on, he wouldn't let her on too much of his feelings. It was always like that.

A warm breath left her lips as she sighed in defeat. He could've just asked and not throw a tantrum. It was childish and silly and it pissed her to no end. Now not only would things be awkward with him, but everyone would look at her funny… like Lori… not that she judged Lori, because shit happens, but because it was the truth.

'What a pain in the ass!'

She thought. She just wanted to tell everyone to fuck off and leave her alone… and not to mind her business, but her thoughts consumed her so much, she didn't quite pick the sound of someone approaching from behind, until a voice ripped her off the annoying argument flashback.

"What's going on?" Glenn started. She knew what had happened earlier on was now the town's new gossip. Woohoo for her!

"Whatever do you mean?" Her sarcastic smile played on well with the tone of her voice and Glenn felt embarrassed. He didn't want her to think bad of him or that he was spreading the events around, although he knew she knew he couldn't keep a secret for his own life.

Clearing his throat, his eyes turned to the floor and then to the room they were in, the kitchen, nervously. The female next to him simply watched him and waited while on finishing her orange juice. She wasn't sure when she would taste such a delicious thing again, but that wasn't really important in the case she was now.

"I-uh…" The boy hesitated for a little, glancing at her every now and then, just to make sure she wasn't getting mad or tried to kill him.

"I heard your argument with Daryl"

"Did you now? Quite the number huh? Hope it was of your entertainment." She teased and he swallowed whatever nervousness he had left from confessing he knew, but he was still unsure if she would snap at him out of nowhere, making him feel worst.

"H-He's just worried… About Shane"

"I'm pretty sure everyone is, but I don't see you snapping at me or bitching about stuff"

"Yeah. Y-You can sleep in my tent. I don't want you trying to kill him or having another argument, cause I really want my sleep." Glenn told her with a funny honesty and she nodded her head gently, setting her glass in the sink.

Turning to face the Korean male keeping her company, she placed a slender hand on his shoulder and looked at him, deeply in the eyes, making the poor guy again as nervous as before.

"You sure this won't get my ass, or yours, for that matter, in trouble with Maggie? Last thing I need is someone telling me I hooked up with someone else from here, because if that happens, head will roll…"

"She was the one that suggested. She knows we are friends, nothing more."

"Fine, but I'm your guest so I expect a decent place to rest!" She grinned at him and he smiled back at her playful teasing, knowing full well she didn't mean most of the things she had just told him.

She was too busy teasing Glenn and mocking the events that unfolded with Daryl that she didn't hear his steps, getting caught off guard again.

She only noticed something was off when the smile her friend had on his face turned into a nervous look and he became serious. His eyes stared at something, or rather, someone behind her and she turned to meet Daryl's chest standing five feet from where she stood.

"I-I'll leave you guys alone" Glenn whispered to her and she replied with a gentle nod that he saw before walking past her and Daryl, outside the house.

"We have to talk" Daryl told her, surprisingly calmed while he eyed her, watching for her reaction.

He wasn't one bit stupid, he knew she was really mad at him, but he really couldn't help it. Shane was a time bomb, one could only tell from the glares he gave everyone, but lately Daryl had been noticing a lot of closeness between the pretty brunette in front of him and the ex-cop. He saw the way Shane eyed her and her somewhat curvaceous body. It was the same way he eyed Rick's wife when he was screwing her brains off, back in the woods at the Quarry. Shane wanted Alyson or maybe they had already been together. Either way, when Daryl confronted the woman, it didn't turned out the way he wanted. At some point he lost it and just started yelling and letting out everything. He found himself arguing before he even knew it and Alyson was fighting back.

She was one tough chick!

"If you're thinking on keeping this shit up, there's the door…" She pointed to his back, looking over his shoulders, signaling the door and then meeting his icy blue gaze in a glare. "… So go on your merry way, because I'm not going to do this anymore."

He watched her carefully again, taking on how her attitude was rising as she crossed her arms over her chest and placed her weight on one leg with her contrary foot tapped against the floor, it's pace getting quicker and quicker. Biting on the inside of his cheek, he tried to come up with something, but he was stuck. It wasn't like he apologized to every so often… at least not that he remembered.

Before he knew it, Alyson walked out the house, stomping across the yard. Her anger boiling and cooking her from inside.

She stopped when she felt a strong grip on her wrist and turned to look, to come face to face with Daryl.

"I don't give a damn what you do, cuz that's yer shit, Fey, but not with Shane. He ain't okay in the head, so watch yer damn back, because yer gonna get fucking killed."

"Oh… I'm sorry. I didn't realize I was the Damsel in mistress because I thought I was the hooker, you know?

She freed herself from Daryl's grasp and headed towards the tent, ready to get her things out for the night. She started grabbing whatever, not caring too much about anything, seeing as how she was so mad, but then Daryl interrupted her thoughts once more.

Standing from the ground she glared hardly at the man standing in front of her. She wanted to stab him with one of his bolts, but she'd had more luck with her knife, or that was what she thought.

"You should keep in mind who you pick though" He said and she shook her head in disbelief

"Are you jealous?"

"pftt"

"Look, Daryl… I don't have too many options here" She told him, signaling towards their surrounding

"Yeah! You fucking don't" The man spat, obviously misunderstanding Alyson's words.

"Rick… he's handsome, but married and there's Glenn… and Maggie… Listen thing is I'm not interested in anyone else here"

The words that fell from her lips were sincere ones and she changed her glare to something softer while crossing her arms over her chest, staring intently to his handsome face.

"How bout T?"

"He's not my type"

"Why me?"

"I don't know… but you're amazing to me" His posture soften, she noticed and a small smile played on her lips as the tension dissipated, changing into something sweet and alluring.

"You mean that, Fey?" His voice turned somewhat husky and it teased her ears as he moved closer to her, making her want to melt. The sensations on her body spiking as her skin turned warm and a tight feeling in her tummy, made her clench her thighs as her aurosal became evident to her.

"I do…" A smirked formed on his face as he leaned down to capture her lips in his, his body full of want. It was strange having someone praising him and even more, someone wanting him and no one else. It was a scary and awkward, but he could manage it, slowly but surely.

Pulling her lightweight frame into the tent, he laid her down and her legs quickly wrapped around him, pulling him closer to her body, longing for his heat.

"You better not regret this tomorrow, woman" Mischief rang in her ears and she smiled up at the very beautiful man that was teasing her body.

"You too, Dixon" Pulling his mouth down to hers, she got lost for the rest of the night in the delicious pleasure she longed for. Every movement, every kiss, every breath in sync, almost as if they were made for each other…