* Please review even though this story is finished! So I wrote this story at the end of season 1 when we didn't know a lot about Daryl, his background or even much about his personality so he doesn't fit the Daryl from season 2. *

The caravan pulled away from the burning building slowly. Even though everyone was spread out through different cars, they could all feel the tension. Jillian was curled up in Daryl's passenger seat, watching out the window. He was stealing glances at her but she wasn't looking at him. Her long hair was down and hung in damp curls from the shower they had taken before they left the CDC. She sighed as she leaned back in the seat.

" You tired?" He asked.

" Yeah." Was all she said. His front seat went straight across, there was no center console so if she wanted to, she could lay down.

" Lay down, try and sleep." He said.

" I'm not sure if I'm tired or just stressed." She said as she looked at him. " You know? I mean, a lot haa happen these past few days, between Jocelyn's dying, finding the CDC, you and I hooking up, the CDC blowing up, it's all a lot to take in." He placed his right hand on his steering wheel and his left arm in his door.

" You regrettin what happen?" He asked as he shifted in his seat.

" What part?" She asked. " I regret not staying with Jocelyn. I knew she was going to sneak off with Glenn and I let her."

" Why did you let her?" Daryl asked. She laughed and looked away.

" Because I knew I'd get some alone time with you." He glanced at her quickly then back at the RV that he was following. She ran her hand through her long hair and sighed. " It was my idea that she go off with him. I didn't think you liked her very well since you didn't come around me much when she was with me."

" It wasn't that. I didn't like the way that Glenn looked at you. Pissed me off to see him leerin at you." Daryl said. She laid down on her back and looked up at him. She reached up and tugged on his arm. He glanced down and smiled as he looked back at the road. He took a hold of the wheel with his left hand and put his other hand on her stomach.

" He wasn't looking at me." She said.

" You know as well as I do he was. The only difference between the way you and Jocelyn looked was your hair color. If you were blond or she had your dark hair color, no one would be able to tell you apart." He said.

" But our personalities were completely different." She said. He shifted again in the seat so he was could lean back in a more comfortable position since they were going to be driving for a while.

" So you regret anythin else?" He asked. She sighed and stared at the roof of his truck.

" Maybe." She said as she put her hands onto of his. " I can't help but wonder if it would have been better if we never went to the CDC." She used one hand to start rubbing his hand and her other hand to rub his arm. " I mean, I think the group is going to be pretty down now. They were really counting on the CDC as being what saved us."

" Yeah." They drove for a while in silence before she spoke again.

" And I regret what happen between us." She said as she looked at him. She felt him tense up quickly. " I regret that it didn't happen sooner." He looked down at her quickly to see her smiling. He frowned as he looked at the road.

" That ain't funny. You scared me. I thought maybe you were regrettin us being together." He said. She laughed than.

" How could I? I have only been waiting since before the outbreak for you to ask me out." She said. " And you still haven't." She said.

" Oh, I'm sorry the world fell apart and there ain't a place to take you out too." He snapped playful. Jillian laughed and sat up quickly. She moved closer to him so she could lay her head on his leg as she laid down again.

" So let's play a game. We are at the bar and you have finally grown a set and decided to ask me out." She said. Daryl smirked but didn't look at her. When he didn't say anything she nudged his leg. "Come on, ask me out! Do it like you really would have."

" I don't know if I ever would have. I'm gettin nervous just thinkin about it." Daryl confessed.

" Dixon, come on! How you can be nervous? We have had sex like three times already, we made out a lot, and we done oral to each other. I mean, I watched you go down on me, you watched me get off and you're nervous about pretending to ask me out?" She explained. He laughed again.

" Yeah, I get it. It's just, I ain't really asked out a girl like you." Jillian sat up straight and looked directly at him.

" Ask me out, now!" She snapped. He glanced at her then back at the road. He cleared his throat.

" So why don't you go out with me sumtime?" Daryl asked. Jillian's smile was pretty as she curled up against him. She rested her head against his shoulder.

" I'd love too. You want to pick me up or meet me at the bar?" She asked as she started rubbing his leg. He smiled.

" How bout I pick you up at your place?" He asked.

" Okay, so you have picked me up so what do we do now?" She asked.

" I guess I'd take you to eat sumwhere." He said. She laid back down with her head on his lap and closed her eyes.

" And then?" She asked softly.

" Well what would you like to do?" He asked as he felt her start to relax.

" You tell me. I just want to hear you talk. I love your voice and accent." She said. She turned so she was facing the front of the truck. She reached down and started rubbing his cafe muscle.

" I ain't got an accent, you do. Where you from?" He asked. She stretched as he started running his hand up and down her side. She laughed softly.

" You do too." Her voice was soft. " We moved here from Ohio about three years ago." She said.

" Just you and Jocelyn?" He asked.

" Yeah. Now come on, keep talking. Your voice relaxes me." She said.

" You know, no one talks to me like you do." He said as he brought his hand to her hair.

" And how's that?" She asked.

" I don't know. You just make me feel like I'm a good man and not some stupid ass." He said.

" You are a good man. You don't give yourself enough credit. You're an amazing man." She said. They fell into a comfortable silence than. He was running his fingers through her hair and after a while her chest rose and fell slowly. He looked down at her and saw her eyes were closed.

" Jillian?" He asked. When she didn't respond, he knew she was asleep. He sighed and continued to play with her hair. It was just as relaxing to him as it was to her.