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Daryl's shovel had just made contact with the ground when he noticed Winter. She was kneeling down helping Andrea wrap up Sophia in a sheet. He narrowed his eyes but started to dig again. He was not going to pay attention to her. Since their fight the day before, Winter had done as he asked, she had left him alone. She stayed out of his way and out of his sight.

T-Dog walked pass Daryl, making him look up again. He watched and dug as T-Dog made his way over to the girls. Winter stood up as soon as he reached them. She wiped at her cheeks then hugged him. Daryl's hand tighten on his shovel. She was closest to Dale and T-Dog on account that they had found her and saved her life. But that didn't mean she had to hug the guy so tightly.

' Why the hell she gotta be touchin him so much!' He snapped in his head as he started to dig harder.

' Why the hell you care so much, there baby brother?' He heard Merle's voice.

' I don't care!' He snapped silently.

' If you didn't care so much then you won't be gettin angry, ain't that right?' Merle asked.

" Fuck her." Daryl whispered. " Stupid, useless bitch."

' That's the problem now, ain't it? You want to fuck her.' Merle said.

Daryl narrowed his eyes and kept digging. Shovel, ground, dirt, toss, over and over and over again. He continued working with the sun beating down on him. He was going to dig the hole for that little girl then walk away. He would let the others cover her back up. He just couldn't be there for that part. Carol wasn't going to be, so why should he? Besides, he was sure Winter would come and he did not want to see her.

' Now that's just not true, Brother, and you know it.' Merle said again.

' You best shut the hell up!' He snapped internally.

' The way I see it, you want to see her, all of her.' Merle teased.

" Ain't true." Daryl muttered.

' Yeah it is. You think I don't know that when you are alone, you think about how she felt under you? You think about how her ass brushed against your stomach and how she moved against you. You think I don't know that you been jackin off to that? I'm in your head, I know it all.' Merle said.

' Shut up.' Daryl snapped.

' Yeah, you know I'm right. You start thinkin about how she felt and you hear those whimpers she made while you two climbed up that hill only you image she's whimperin cuz you're fuckin her good and hard. You image yourself on top of her, workin her over good. You think bout makin her cum then you shoot your load all over your chest. After you're done cummin, you remember that it ain't real and you're ashamed of yourself.' Merle said.

" Fuck you." Daryl hissed out loud. But it was true. All of it. Every last word of it was true. He was ashamed. After the orgasm died down, after the afterglow was gone, he'd stare at the roof of his tent, feeling ashamed, embarrassed and angry.

' You should feel embarrassed. Pretty girl like that, she ain't ever gonna want you. She'd never let you touch that skin of hers. Bet it feels soft, like a baby's skin and she won't want you roughin it up. You ain't good enough for her.' Merle said before he faded out.

XXXXXX

Winter walked behind Rick and Shane. Sophia was completely covered up and being carried by Rick. Winter had one of her arms linked Dale's. Something pulled her eyes up and to the trees by the grave. Daryl was standing there, staring hard at her. His hair was matted with sweat and his shirt was soaked with it. He was squinting and frowning. Winter bit hard down on her lip. She reached out her free arm and touched T-Dog who moved closer to her. Daryl's frown tighten as his face shut down and went dark. He turn and stalked away.

Winter let go of the breath she didn't know she was holding. She wanted him there, someone up above safe her, but she did. There was just something about Daryl that appealed to her. He made her feel safe even though she could see that he could be unstable. She could tell he was teering on the edge of flipping out. But he did things for the group. He hunted for them, watched out for them, took care of them in ways she didn't think he realized he did. Daryl was a fractured man but Winter didn't think he was broken, not completely. She was going to give him the space he needed. When the shock of Sophia's death went away, she would go to him again. She would try and pull him back into the group.

After the short service for Sophia, the group went their different ways. Winter climbed on top of the RV to take her turn on watch. She walked quietly to the edge and sighed. She took off the tee-shirt she had been wearing and dropped it on the roof. She closed her eyes and stretched up her arms. The hem of her wife-beater tank top came up, revealing a small amount of her stomach.

" Stupid bitch, pull your shirt down." Daryl said as he watched her through his binoculars.

As if she heard him, she dropped her arms down the started her lookout. He watched her for a few more seconds. Winter and Andrea were on watch together. The two women walked the length of the RV then back again. Each had a set of binoculars hanging off their necks. They would be on watched for the next few hours. He knew he would watch her as she watched the fields. He couldn't say why and he hated himself for it, but he would watch her.

" Daryl?" Dale's voice came from behind him. Daryl sighed angrily and lowed the binoculars.

" What?" He snapped.

" I need to talk to you." Daryl glanced behind him at the old man then brushed him off and walked over to the pile of arrows he had made the other day.

" Why? Carol send you up here? Or was it that stupid girl." He snapped.

" That stupid girl's name is Winter." Dale said. Daryl shook his head as he picked up his cross bow and slipped it over his head. " They are worried about you."

" Like I give a shit." Daryl said. He faced Dale but didn't look at the old man. Instead he kept his head down and eyes at his chest as he adjusted his straps.

" You should. You have people that care about you, that's rare now-a-days." Daryl sighed and finally looked at him.

" You got a point you gettin at?" He snapped. Dale took his hat off and swept his arm over his forehead.

" Yeah, I do. I want to talk about that boy in the barn." He said. Daryl scoffed and turned away.

" What about him?" He asked as he stared gathering up some arrows.

" You can't really think we should just kill him. He's just a kid."

" I can say that but I really don't give a shit what they do to him." He said.

" Daryl, he's just a teen." Dale said. Daryl whipped around quickly.

" Yeah and you know what that teen said to me? He went with some guys in his group and watched as they raped some women. We keep him here, they are gonna come and look for him. You want that for our group? You want that for those women? You want them to come here and rape them? Cuz they will." Daryl started towards Dale. " You want them to rape Andrea?" He started to yell. " How bout Carol? What bout Lori? How bout that stupid girl? You want them to come here and rape Winter?" He ended up yelling it in Dale's face. Because of his deep southern accent her name came out as Winner instead of Winter. " That what you want?" Dale held up his hands.

" No, of course not." He said quickly. " Why would you think that? Why do you think they will come here and go after our girls?" Daryl didn't say anything for a few minutes. He just stood there, taking slow, deep breaths to calm himself. Finally, Daryl blinked hard and took a step back.

" Cuz that's what desperate men do and men now-a-days is desperate for some ass. They want some pussy and they'll take it where they can find it." He said, his voice a little quieter.

" You sound like you speak from experience." Dale said, eyeing Daryl carefully.

" I ain't no rapist!" Daryl snapped.

" I didn't say you were." Dale accented the You in is sentience, hitting the nail of the head. Daryl did speak from experience. He had heard what his brother and dad would do to women sometimes. He heard the women begging for help or for the men to stop but Daryl never had it in him to help them. He had crossed his daddy and Merle once and he never forgot what they did to him to teach him a lesson.

" You best let Rick and Shane handle this." Daryl said as he turned away.

" By killing him?" Dale asked.

" Told you, I don't care what they do as long as he's gone. Women be safer with him gone." Dale sighed and watched as the hunter walked into the woods.