10 Walking Ficlets

by Christy3k

1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like. 2. Turn your music player on and set it to random/shuffle. 3. Write a drabblet/ficlet related to each song that plays. You only have the time frame of the song to finish the drabble; you start when the song starts, and stop when it's over. No lingering afterward! No matter how whacked out your drabble is. :) 4. Do ten of these, then

2. Chapter 2

You're so go to me-Beach Boys

Daryl sat on the cot; wonder what the fuck he thought he was doing back here. He knew he couldn't leave the group, but this place was a grave. Now he had drug his brother into this as well. He began to fiddle with his arrows to distract himself when he picked up her scent. It was a combination of gun oil with undertones of cinnamon and vanilla. He could only speculate that this was due to her working with the guns and in the kitchen, but it was distinctively her. She walked into the doorway of his room and stood there for a moment.

"I haven't had a chance to say, but I'm glad you came back."

"What, to all this?"

"This is our home"

"This is a tomb"

Carol leaned her head back against the wall. "That's what T-dog called it. I thought he was right. Until you found me."

Daryl sat silently; he hated the way she made him feel. She looked at him like he was her savior, but he always felt like he was letting her down.

"He's your brother but he's not good for you. Don't let him bring you down; after all...look how far you've come."

He stared at the floor suddenly feeling like an awkward 16 year old boy that was trying to figure out how to talk to girls. He just didn't know what to say and then he look up and their eyes meet. He laughed. Carol laughed and gave him an easy smile, suddenly it occurred to him why he came back here.