AN:So this was just going to be a fun one-shot of Daryl smut, but I'm already 12 pages in and don't see the end yet so i decided to break it up into smaller chucks so here it is! My first Walking dead story, i own nothing

It's been almost two months since Zoe, Peyton, and I joined Rick's group of survivors. Well, truth be told I'm not exactly sure if it's been two months or longer but I know it's been long enough for us to make a family and get protection from this group.

We wake up every morning and due the chores just like the rest, even with Zoe and Peyton constantly bitching about doing manual labor. Those two were not prepared for this world in the slightest bit, as much as I love them I even have to admit that they are the stereotypical stuck up rich Barbie doll type, blonde hair, perfect white teeth. Their daddies paid for everything for them and it was handed to them on a silver platter, but putting that aside they aren't bad people, just not prepared for what this world is and the dangers we will face, no matter how many life threatening situations we are in, they don't get it.

I'm the opposite of these two, I had to work for what I had in life and my dad wasn't around long enough to buy me anything I needed. I don't have long blonde hair, mines cut into a swing bob dyed the unique color of purple with pink mixed in, I don't wear designer clothes, I'm more what you would consider a scene girl if we put labels on ourselves still. The three of us met in college, I was Zoe's roommate and the two of them had been best friends in high school. They took me in immediately and we've been close since. When the world went to shit we were getting ready for a night out, finals were done and it was our time to celebrate making it through. Each of us had on our best, those two in their best tight dress and high heeled shoes, and me in my skinny jeans and converses.

We had just made it of campus when they radio signal began cutting out and the emergency broadcast kicked on. That moment we froze, a look of disbelief and shock took over each of our faces, we didn't want to believe it too be true, but none of us were prepare to face the consequences of being stupid and ignoring the warnings. In a matter of ten minutes I had the car turned around and parking in the closest spot, we each ran as quickly as we could to our rooms, we were lucky two of us shared one room and the other was down the hall about four doors. Zoe and I wasted no time with parting words when it came to Peyton, we rushed into our room and grabbed all the bags we could and began throwing close and anything else we found important enough, I managed to grab most of the photos I had in the frames lining my dresser top. I couldn't risk the possibility of not getting these back. We loaded our bodies with our bags and rushed from the room and turned to head down the hall to find out what was taking Peyton so long. Almost as soon as we walked out of the door we heard a scream coming from the general area of Peyton's room that turned my blood cold. We ran as quickly as we could down the hall and made it to the door to find Peyton's roommate trying to what clearly looked like attempting to bite Peyton. She was doing a good job of holding her off and I rushed forward pushing her roommate Angela out of the way just enough to help Peyton grab her bags and get out of the room. We made it out of the building safely and began our journey.

After having to abandon our car on the side of the road a few weeks after these happened we took to the woods then, camping with no protection. We would take turns keeping watch, none of us had proper weapons but it wouldn't have mattered if we did, we didn't have the training. Shortly before having to leave the car behind we went through our stuff and know each of us carry around one bag, the smallest we could manage and have makeshift weapons that were enough to make an effective hit to the head. We were on the way to Zoe's parents house, it was the closest and we had the hope that we could make it their and wait this out, but after the car we had been trying to navigate throughout the woods when we ran into about five walkers.

I thought in that moment things were over for us, I heard Peyton let that scream ring out and it jolted me into action, I attempted to hit as many as I could but with homemade weapons and three females who weren't skilled with taking on a group of once humans that are looking to lay us out buffet style. I let my weapon fall and backed up until the three of us stood together facing the horde as it made its way closer and closer, I knew we should turn to run but I was too afraid to remove my eyes from the scene and when I thought it was over, bullets and arrows flew and one by one the attackers fell finally dying. We met Rick, Shane and Daryl that day, it turns out we weren't too far from their camp and heard Peyton's screams and immediately came looking for the source, after that day we've been safer then we had been since this started but I kept the thought in my mind that it wouldn't be this way for ever, even if my two best friends felt that things were perfect in this little bubble and nothing bad was going to happen, life could finally go back to normal for them.

As if they were able to hear my thoughts and wanted to prove me right, they each walked up to me and sat in the chairs on the left side of me, effectively distracting me from folding with the constant giggling a whispering. Huffing I put down the shirt I was folding and turned to find out what had them acting like five year olds.

"Something funny?"

"Prezley, we have a question for you." They shared a glance after Peyton's statement; I looked at them suspiciously and raised an eye brow.

"Of course you do."

"Who out of the men here would you fuck?"

I couldn't help the startled laugh that erupted from my body, those two have always been blunt but I certainly didn't expect this conversation. Neither gave me time to respond before gushing about the men around the camp. I zoned out while they continued their talking and looked around at the men that were out and moving around the camp. The first guy my eyes landed on was Shane, as attractive as he is; he's not for me I think he is too overbearing for my taste besides that fact I picked up enough for the conversation next to me to hear that Peyton had laid her claim. Which doesn't shock me she loves the authority figure dominating types. I moved my gaze and seen Dale and Glenn in a conversation; I immediately knew I wouldn't consider either of those two. Dale reminds me of what I would want in a father and Glenn I would consider, he is attractive but he had become one of my closest friends and I don't want to destroy that with a meaningless fuck. Before moving my eyes T-Dog walked over to join them and I considered that for a moment, as sweet as he is I don't think I could see him as anything other than a friend and fellow survivor. Moving along I finally set my eyes on the remaining two men in camp, Rick and Daryl. Rick was married so for that reason he was automatically off my list, although I did find him attractive, and he did help save our lives, so that adds to the attraction. But he was so in love with Lori I wouldn't even consider doing wrong by either of them.

Then there was Daryl. The first time we met it was when he was saving our lives; he was pissed at how we drew attention to all of us and put others in danger. He yelled at us and cursed our stupidity, his country accent thicker the louder he yelled. I found a few of the men here attractive but Daryl, was without a doubt one the sexiest men I have ever laid eyes on. He was tough but was gentle, I've seen him around camp with Carol, and making sure she was okay after the death of her daughter. He was sweet but didn't allow it to be known, he was awkward and I liked that about him. I could tell we had more in common than anyone else, both from a broken home; neither enjoyed too much attention and each willing to defend what's ours and protect those we care about. I wanted Daryl from the moment I laid eyes on him.

"Daryl" after hearing Zoe say his name and brought myself back to reality.

"You would fuck Daryl? He's dirty and a redneck." I wasn't shocked at Peyton judging Daryl that way but I was entirely shocked that Zoe would choose Daryl out of every guy here.

"He's sexy" I couldn't stop the look that crossed my face but I straighten out my features at quickly as I could manage.

"Prezley? What about you"

I shrugged my shoulders and hoped they would leave it at that, they know I can get uncomfortable with these kinds of topics. They both rolled their eyes at me and made comments about changing the conversation for the virgin. That bit of information I meant to keep to myself but after a girl's night with the two of them and a bit of vodka that spilled out along with my past and insecurities.

I gathered the clothes I had at my feet and turned back to the two giggling gossipers, "I'm going to finish my chores." I walked around to each tent to drop off clothes, I wanted to get away from those two before they got out that I wanted Daryl, I didn't want them knowing, not with Zoe wanting him, I knew her well and I know she gets what she wants. It's best to drop it and carry on like I have been.

I made my way around the camp giving random campers their newly cleaned and folded clothes. They last bit of clothes I had belonged to the Grimes family; I felt the butterflies that I typically get around Daryl kick in as I approached the two talking me. It seemed that they were having a serious discussion and I hated having to walk in on it, but as soon as Rick seen me walking over he gave me a smile and welcomed me into the conversation.

"Prezley, let me ask you a question." I nodded at him to continue as I bent down to place his clothes just inside his tent. When I stood back up to face him both men were looking at me "What would you say to us teacher you and your two friends how to shoot, that way you can defend yourselves if things go bad around here. You three are the only ones lacking the basic knowledge on how to handle weapons."

"Absolutely, it can't hurt to learn, I've been wanting to, but if we are being honest I'm not sure how I feel about shooting a gun. I think I'm more of a quite weapon type of girl, less noise, not as many walkers, less running for my life." Rick let out a laugh and even Daryl let out an amused snort.

"Okay, you talk to the other two see how they feel about it, Shane and I are willing to help whoever wants to learn to shoot a gun and Daryl can teach you how to shoot a bow. We've been meaning to make a supply run maybe we can pick up a spare bow to teach the girls" I could tell he was directing the rest of the conversation to Daryl and made my way away from the two of them to continue with the rest of my chores.

Later that night Rick, Daryl and Glenn made their way into the little town about a half hour away from camp for the supplies that we need and the bow they would use to teach us. I waited to mention the lessons to the girls until the boys left and they immediately jumped on the chances to get closer to the men they wanted, Peyton wasted no time jumping up and running to Shane to talk all about the lessons.

"Are you going to go to the lessons Prez?"

"Yeah, I think I'm going to learn to shoot the bow for now, not much of a gun girl."

"I agree I can't wait to have Daryl teaching me how to shoot a bow, standing behind me and pressed against me" she looked away and had the look of daydreaming on her face. I cringed at the thoughts she had in her mind and tried to stomp away the feeling of jealous that was over taking my thoughts. Moments later the guys came back into camp and unloaded the supplies, I got up to help put things in their proper places with the other women of the camp when Rick made the announcement of the plan for lessons.

"Shane, Daryl, and I have decided to start lessons for those of you who want them, we want the members of this camp to be as educated in weaponry as possible for when it's going to be needed. Shane and I will take those who want to learn to shoot guns out tomorrow about noon, we are going to drive away from the camp about an hour away, cut down the risk of drawing walkers to camp. Those who want to learn to shoot a bow Daryl will be taking you out first thing in the morning. So everyone needs to be prepared tomorrow. And I want you all too consider eventually learning both of these skills"

The night didn't bring to much excitement we gathered around the fire and finished the meal that was prepared before we went to bed for the night, I was too anxious about the lessons tomorrow and volunteered for first watch with Shane. I wasn't much help other then too keep him awake and entertained.

"You going out with us tomorrow? Finally learn how to put yourself to use?" I pursed my lips and ignored his jab at my ability at doing nothing.

"Yeah, going out with Daryl and Zoe and whoever else goes with us."

"I think you would be better with a gun in your hand, I know what you are capable of, I can see it in you."

"I'm not capable of handling a gun, it seems so final when it goes off."

Shane didn't answer but let out a scoff at my answer, that's just another reason I wouldn't choose Shane, the man is too condescending for me.