There was that one time, when... part 1

There was that one time, when Daryl had been on a raid and he brought her back a few new shirts. He had guessed her size. She was so grateful, she wore them all the time. They fit perfectly and became her favourite shirts. She wore them all the time.

There was that one time, when they had played ping-pong in the prison's rec-room. Carol was so into the game, Daryl let her win every single time.

There was that one time, Carol tried to indicate the size of a fish she had one caught and she poked Daryl in the eye. It watered all night. He wouldn't let her forget it.

There was that one time, when Carol saw Beth give Daryl a hug. With a pang she felt jealous. It was the moment she realised she felt more for Daryl than just friendship. She wanted to be the one hugging him.

There was that one time, when Daryl was having breakfast. In the distance he saw Carol and Maggie talking. Maggie made a joke, which made Carol laugh. He loved her laugh, it always made him smile.

There was that one time, when after a Counsel meeting Hershel asked Carol to stay behind. He was worried about her, because she seemed distracted and wanted to know if she was alright. She confessed her feelings for Daryl. She felt so relieved to be able to talk about it, until she saw Hershel's expression change. Daryl was standing right behind her and had heard the whole conversation. She was so embarrased, she didn't dare face Daryl for three days after that.

There was that one time, when Daryl had passed her cell and heard her cry. He looked inside and saw Carol lying on the bed cradling Sophia's doll. Without a word, he stepped inside, spooned Carol on the bed and held her tight all night.

There was that one time, when Daryl allowed Carol to look at the scars on his back. She ran her fingers passed them and wanted to kiss every single one. She didn't. But she wanted to.

There was that one time, when Carol wanted to kiss Daryl on the cheek, but it misfired because he mistook her gesture for a hit and put his hands up to his face.

There was that one time, when it was so hot in the prison they were all outside and someone started a waterfight. By the time they were all drenched and clothes stuck to Carol's body, Daryl had already checked her out three times. She had such a good ass.

There was that one time, when Daryl had been sitting on the ground tinkering with bikeparts. He was so stiff from sitting, she gave him a hand to pull him up. It took him just a few seconds too long to let go of her hand. To this day she still can't tell if he gave her a tumb-stroke or if she imagined that he did.

There was that one time, when she was in the library reading a book. He found her there, reading. Joining her, he asked if she would read to him. She did. He layed his head on the table and had fallen asleep listening to her voice. She wasn't insulted, on the contrary. She had watched him sleep for an hour.

There was that one time, when they were both in the watchtower and made up stories of all the walkers that were pushing up against the fence. After a while Carol had gotten cold and Daryl gave her his leather jacket to wear. It smelled of him.

There was that one time, when she unexpectedly found a bouquet of Cherokee roses in her cell.

There was that one time, when they hugged for the first time after her confession to Hershel. Well, it was more Carol hugging Daryl. He stood there like a two-by-four. It was very awkward, for both of them.

There was that one time, when they fell asleep together after one of their talks. Carol woke up with Daryl already looking at her. They both smiled simultaniously.

There was that one time, when Carol had kissed Daryl for the first time. She started off with one on the cheek and asked if that was alright. He just stood there, "hmmm"-ing a bit. She gave another one, half on the cheek, half on the side of his mouth. Again, he didn't move. Just his eyes darted. She gave him another one on his mouth. He didn't respond at all. She took a step back and egged him on: "it's ok to kiss me back, you know...". It took a few goes, but after that, Daryl was unstoppable.

There was that one time, when Carol had been cooking everyone breakfast. She handed him a bowl and he thanked her by kissing her on the nose in front of everyone. It was his first official public display of affection. They both blushed from ear to ear.