We eat and the house is small enough for us to actually sleep in different rooms, the keys still in the door too so we can lock it. Lori, Carl and Rick take Nessa's room and I take my room with Daryl. The others spread out to the spare room, the living room and the kitchen.

I collapse onto my bed and a dust cloud rises from it. I sit up and cough. I sigh, it's clearly been a long time. I pat the bed down and wipe the dust off the sheets. Daryl laughs before dropping down on the bed at the other side of me, the dust rises again.

"It still smells like you" He mutters.

I laugh "Oh, thanks! I smell like must and dust?"

He smirks "No, you know what I mean"

I lie down next to him and lay my leg over his and place my hand on his chest. I smile "You know, this is the first time you and I have been properly alone since we left the farm"

He nods, oblivious to my hint. I press my chest into his arm and slide my legs up his leg. He looks around at me and smirks.

I smile up at him as seductively as I can, I suck at it. My hand slides up his shirt slightly and unbuckles his belt with one hand and unbuttons his jeans. I move myself until I'm straddling his legs. I push his jacket off his shoulders and unbutton his shirt and drop it to the floor. I look at his face and his smirk is still in place and grows as I pull his jeans down, followed by his boxers. He's already semi hard. I grin as I shuffle down and place my mouth over his penis. He groans and grips my hair. I can feel him growing harder in my mouth. I start bobbing my head up and down and I use my hand for the length I can't reach with my mouth. I get my tongue involved and he grips my hair tighter and starts pushing and pulling my head. My gag reflex isn't great but I can prevent myself throwing up. He wrenches my head away from him with a hiss. I wipe the salvia off my face. He pulls me up to his face and kisses me hard.

He flips us around and pulls my jacket off. He growls at the layers of clothing between him and my body. He pulls my button up shirt, tearing a few buttons as he does so and pulls my vest top up and over my head. He looks at my bra with increased annoyance and I stare at him amused as he unclips the offending material and freeing my breasts from their confines. He grins before leaning forward and biting the flesh of my breast causing me to gasp loudly. We both wince at the noise. He grabs my breasts a little more gently and pinches and twists my nipples before kissing a path down my stomach and stopping at my jeans. He takes off my belt and the jeans, followed quickly by my underwear. He continues to kiss down until his head disappears between my legs. I gasp again as his tongue flicks over my clit before it plunges into my vagina.

My moans fill the room and I know I have to quieten down but I can't. Daryl pulls away and looks around for a moment then grabs a pillow and hands it to me. I take the hint and use it to smother my moans before he dives back in. I'm on the verge of my orgasm when he pulls away. I groan in disappointment. He simply chuckles and moves the pillow away from my mouth and his mouth takes its place. His member presses against me and I push back slightly.

"I have condoms in my bag" I tell him.

He frowns but reaches for it anyway and pulls out the condom box and sliding one onto himself before positioning himself again and penetrating me. I grab the pillow again and bite into it as Daryl thrusts into me roughly over and over again. As always, I reach my peak first then Daryl reaches his. He pulls away from me and discards the condom like it offended him.

We both pull our clothes back on. You never know when you have to run. I climb back onto the bed and I snuggle back into him. I grin then giggle a little.

"I finally christened this bed" I say.

I see his grin in the darkness "Does your toy not count?"

I hit his chest "No, it doesn't!"

He laughs quietly. A minute or two later I drift off into a light sleep. So light in fact that I am awoken by the sound of the front door handle being turned. I sit up quickly and slide off my bed and grab my gun. I edge out the door and down the hall. I see Andy standing at the living room door gun aimed at me before turning it towards the door. I hold up my hand for him to stay where he is as I move towards the door at a snails pace. I reach the door and peak out of the spy hole. I can't see anyone. I lower my gun with a sigh of relief. A walker must have tried it then moved on. There is a sudden scratching noise at the lock and I look through the spy hole again, this time I look down. Someone is picking the lock! I motion for Andy to go get Rick and Daryl. I press my hand silently against the door so if the person does get it open, I can slam it shut. The door is pushed open suddenly and with a force so hard I am thrown back onto the floor.

I hold back a scream as I lift my gun to the persons face. I know this guy. My gun does not waver as the man has his weapon on me. I hear a click from behind me.

"Back away" Rick growls.

The man turns his gun on Rick. Andy moves around him quickly and closes the door quietly, no way out.

Daryl reaches down for my hand and I take it and he pulls me up.

"Cole?" I ask

He looks at me and a flash of realization comes across his face and he lets his gun fall to the ground, Rick kicks it away. He drops to his knees and his arms wrap around my waist "Guinevere!"

I freeze, not knowing what to do. Daryl grabs the collar of Cole's shirt and throws him off me "Don't you touch her" He growls.

Cole doesn't pay attention. He's looking at me with wide, delirious eyes. I think he may be alone… and has been for too long.

"You're home! You were gone a long time, I was about to send out a search party" He says.

Safe to say, I'm confused, has he not realized what's happened.

Cole continues as he staggers to his feet "I knew you were going to be home soon, I didn't expect you to bring company" his eyes fall on Daryl "I really wish you would have called ahead. Are these Nessa's friends? I really wish you didn't insist on letting her live with us"

Now I'm really confused "Cole, what are you talking about? We never lived together. This is mine and Nessa's home"

He lets out a weird, delirious laugh "You're funny, Gwen" He turns to Andy and says "Your mother has always had a good sense of humour, son. You're more like her than me."

I look around at the group that have spilled out from rooms at hearing the voices. "Gwen's not my mother and you ain't my dad… I don't even know who you are" Andy says.

Cole glares at Andy "You need to learn some respect for your father, boy"

He's created a story in his mind, he's completely lost it. He's dangerous. I reach out my hand slowly and grip his wrist.

"Cole, you're having delusions, okay? You've been alone too long. Why don't you come sit down and we can talk about it, tell you what's real and what's not, yeah?" I say

He looks confused, then distraught, then angry. He jumps on me his hands going around my throat and squeezes "No! You left me! You left me alone in this God forsaken place"

Hands try to rip Cole off me. I lift my gun and place it to his temple and pull the trigger. It wasn't a bang, it was a small pop, thanks to the silencer. Cole falls sideways off of me.

Nessa gasps "He tried to kill you!"

"No shit, Sherlock!" I mutter pushing myself up from the floor.

I look down at Cole and drop my head "He was a genius, one of the smartest guys I've ever known. A doctor of entomology before he turned 22 and this is what became of him"

I turn and walk into the living room and sit on the couch. The group walks in and sits around me. Daryl sits next to me and I rest my head on his shoulder. Beth curls up on the empty seat next to me and places her head on my lap. Everyone else grabs a seat or the floor. We sit in silence for a few minutes until I hear Nessa laugh.

"What is it?" I ask quietly

"Remember that time you brought Holly up from Wales?" She asks

I smirk "Yeah, I remember, you got some weed off of Cam and you were skinning up and handed Holly a joint. She asked: 'do we take turns or puff puff pass?'"

Nessa giggles "Yeah and we both just looked at her like she had three head and I said 'We don't share in this family, sweetheart'"

I laugh "She got so paranoid that night"

"You had to walk through those damn woods to get to mums, anyone would have been" Nessa defends with a laugh

I shake my head "I used to walk through those woods all the time when I came home from work at stupid o'clock"

"Weren't you harassed though?" she asks

I smirk "Sort of, but not quite. I walked past the local bar and someone one wolf whistled me and shouted something then next thing you here is: 'Oi! Are you Stupid? That's Jock McDade's daughter!'"

Andy laughs "I think people made Pop out to be scarier than he actually was"

"That's because your Pop used to intimidate the fuck out of everyone with that whole brooding, silent, I'll kill you if you look at me wrong thing" I say

Nessa has to cover her mouth to muffle her hysterical laughter "What's so funny?" I ask

She fights to gain control and says through breaths "You're dating dad!"

Daryl stiffens and so do I. I look up at him and we share a look before I pick up an empty tin from the table and launch it at Nessa's head. "No I'm not you sicko!"