Daryl stayed vigilant at all times, he couldn't go to far from Veronica. He felt this instinctual need to watch and protect her. He wondered if the others noticed the possessiveness of his actions since she arrived. Always being the one to check on her. Bring her something to eat, drink when she did gain consciousness for some time. It's been three days since he found her out there. Three days she fought to regain her strength. He could hear the whispers amongst the group, the legend that was forming of the strength, determination it would take to survive alone like that for so long. Daryl could only laugh at the city folk so easily impressed with basic survival skills. It's what kept him alive while traveling with his brother before they were separated. Being in the group changed him, he was never one to be a team player or volunteer to help but over time he learned to respect those he traveled with and the others were relying on his skills that they so desperately needed to learn. Daryl slipped into the RV undetected, he quietly approached Veronica who was sleeping in the back. He paused when he noticed her move, when her eyes opened she looked directly at him.
Veronica sat up, stretching out her soar muscles, unaware all that she had on was the sheet until it started to slide down just above her nipples exposing her large ample bosom. She quickly grabbed the sheet before it could fall any farther. She would have been embarrassed and shy about what happened if it wasn't for that look in his eyes.
"You wouldn't by chance know where my clothes are would you" Veronica eased out trying to break the awkward silence brought on by the moment.
Daryl cleared his throat and brought himself back to reality. He was not excepting the view he was welcomed to. "And here I thought would be the best time to make sure you haven't been bit or scratched."
She saw the challenge he was offering, it was all over his face. "Your more then welcome to search over my, entire body." She raised her eyebrow searching his face and body for the true answer. She wanted to make sure she emphasized the word entire to really get him off guard.
Daryl glanced back and noticed the attention of the group, especially the woman outside the RV. He would have to continue this challenge later. "Carol got them earlier to clean them for you. We've been on the road for the last couple of days. You've been out of it most the time. Hell, I think you fell asleep on my bike."
"I told you, your comfortable that's not my fault." Veronica added as she stood up wrapping the white sheet around her body. "Could you go see about getting my clothes. I don't feel like meeting the others in nothing but a sheet."
Daryl had a playful smirk appear on his face "You don't seem to mind it in front of me."
The cockiness of his statement almost made Veronica loose her nerve. "I guess once a guy sees you bash in a walkers skull the bashfulness and shyness isn't needed" she retorted only to have him chuckle as he walked out to gather her clothes.
It wasn't long until the woman came in with Veronica's clothes, water and what looked to be a bowl of rice. Lori was the first to step forward "You had us worried there for a second. I'm Lori, you met my husband Rick.. I don't know if you remember who he is."
"The cop, right?" Veronica asked approaching the woman in the tiny corridors of the RV. "I'm Veronica, I appreciate you guys taking care of me."
Carol stepped up, years of torment from her husband wore on her. The sluggish posture, the lost look in here eyes. She was a woman broken, but strength does come from unexpected places. Carol just happened to be searching for it. "Sorry about your clothes. I thought I would have had time to get them back to you before you woke up."
She handed the neatly folded clothes over to Veronica. It's been so long since she wore fresh, clean linen. "It's almost a shame putting these clean clothes on with how filthy I am."
Andrea squeezed in-between the woman to the sliding door Veronica was standing next to. "Good thing we still have some soap left."
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Daryl sat off alone from the group, looking up at the night sky. The stars cascaded across the dark abyss shimmering light down from the heavens casting it on his hell on earth. His mind traveled back to when he would sit out with his brother, drinking a beer enjoying the wind down of the night after a long hunting trip. Now look at him, idly traveling about with strangers, being saved by some girl. That girl he hasn't been able to stop thinking about since he came across her in the woods. He snaked his hand through his hair while he watched the RV, waiting for any sign of her emerging.
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Veronica rested her head against the smooth cool surface of the tile of the shower as the water ran down her body. Her muscles had toned over the course of her fighting to survive, but ached from the constant strain she put on them from her killing the walkers. The smell of the lavender soap was a refreshing change from the putrid smell of death that covered her body. She felt her body relax more and more as she rubbed the soap all over her body. She wanted the shower to last forever, never realizing how amazing something so trivial was. Another part of her wanted to go find Daryl. "What is your problem" she muttered to herself. "You have other things to worry about, not worrying about some guy." She pushed herself away from the wall and turned around, allowing the water to run through her hair and down her back. "It's been so long since I felt….." she paused for a second. What was she feeling? She chuckled to herself as she analyzed herself and her problems. "I guess it's been a long time since I felt anything."
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