AN: last chapter sorry for the wait.

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Chapter 4

"I'm gonna turn your room into a games room..alright?"

Daryl stood at the door barely awake dishelved and barefoot glaring at Merle who was standing in Carol's door with a smirk on his face.

"Merle, it's only been a week, she needs me here to help her..." Daryl started but stopped when Merle interrupted him.

"Did you tell her yet? I bet you ain't said nothing. Well you ain't getting your room back. So you better let her know how ya feel." Merle said. "I gotta go, pool table is being delivered at nine." He turned to go.

Daryl groaned in frustration "She knows...I'll tell her. I ain't wanting to push her. After everything she has been through..."

"Nawwhh you're just scared." Merle said folding his arms.

"Fuck off Merle." He muttered.

"Nope, don't fuck off Merle me. I've been watching this song and dance for years now. Get your ass in gear and go tell her. I swear to fucking god if you put this thing off any longer I'll do something drastic, now go on up and tell her. I'll wait here." Merle stomped in and headed over to the coffe pot grabbing one of the refillable portable coffee mugs that Carol kept at her house to send with him and Daryl to work. It was nothing for Carol on a day off to head over to their house with coffee and breakfast. She knew the two of them would probably skip breakfast otherwise.

"Would you get the hell out of here. You're gonna wake her up and I definetly ain't doing nothing with you down here." Daryl said grabbing Merle and pushing him toward the door.

"I don't believe you that you will. I swear I'm gonna have to do it for you. Fuck...that's what I'm gonna do." Merle escaped Daryl's grasp and sidestepped around him heading toward the door to the living room and stairs.

"Fuck off I said I'll do it, and I will. I promise alright. I can't wait anymore...I know that." Daryl said sincerely.

Merle stared at him intently then nodded heading towards the door. "Alright, just remember we share a wall...I want to hear ya'll going at it in the near future."

"Fuck off"

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She was asleep, on her back in the middle of the bed, she hadn't moved . He'd gotten up to answer the door bell when Merle had made his early morning arrival.

He sat down at the side of the bed, staring at her as she slept. A week had passed since that day. A week since he'd almost lost...everything.

He'd spent the week at her house. He'd tried to go to work, three days after the accident, he really had, he'd been an hour into his day, and it had hit him. The panic, the fear.

She had told him she would be okay, she could manage for a few hours on her own while he helped Merle get caught up with some work.

But A paralyzing fear had hit him. She was alone, what if she needed him, what if something happened to her while he was gone? She would never know. She would never know how he really felt.

So he'd rushed home, the only home he'd ever really known, Carol. He hadn't left her since.

He slept, wrapped around her, hjolding her in his arms. She hadn't questioned him on it after that first night.

He'd spend the night with his face in her neck, thanking God or JC or whoever all over again for not taking her away.

She wasn't sleeping well, the pain that came with whiplash bothering her more than her leg.

He'd awoken two nights ago, with her bag to his front, she'd been breathing heavily with tears trailing down her cheeks.

"What's wrong?" He'd whispered hoarsely nipping softly at her neck. They hadn't "talked" but she never seemed surprised or minded his touch. He loved her neck. Her long beautiful neck. He had a hard time to be near without wanting to touch her, or have the sweet taste of her skin on his lips.

"My back" she whispered, "I'm sorry I woke you." She said quickly whipping her cheeks.

"Roll over" he whispered.

They'd discovered by accident that when she lay on her stomach she was actually quite comfortable.

He helped her to roll on to her stomach. She had a very loose, one of his shirts on to sleep in.

"Can you undo your shirt?" He'd asked.

It was like a sleepy dream. The light shinning into the window seemed to make her skin glow. He watched as she slid her hand under her body to open her buttons.

Her breath inhaled sharply as he reached up and slid the shirt down her arms. He could see small trails of gooseflesh in the moonlight as inch by inch more of her beautiful skin was revealed. He pulled her shirt down and off until she lying on her stomach, in only a pair of shorts.

Her arms crossed under her head, her cheek pressed to her hand, she stared back at him. Trusting him. Waiting to see where he was going.

Daryl felt a lump in his throat wondering again how, why she had this faith in him. This implicit trust. She saw him. Lowering his fingers to her back, he'd begun kneading the muscles of her back. Starting in the middle.

She let out a soft moan, closing her eyes. He'd become enthralled by what he was doing. Fascinated by her skin, her feel. Her scent.

His hands slid slowly over her back, messaging and kneeling as he felt her body gradually relax slipping into almost a state of molten relax.

"Oh Daryl" she whispered. "That feels so good." She said sleepily.

His blood caught fire as his hands started to move down her back running his fingers under the waistband of her shorts. His fingers trailing down even lower, running along the soft skin of her ass, then up, her sides, both hands moving along the tender flesh above her ribs so sensitive after her recent injuries. His fingers ghosted up to the side of her breasts, as he leaned down to press a kiss to her neck.

"I love you" he whispered, and was rewarded with a soft snore. Chuckling he pressed his forehead to her shoulder and left her to her much needed sleep.

It was the closest he had come to telling her the truth.

He sat on the side of the bed, watching her as the sun shone in on her face. Brushing her hair away from her face, he smiled and watched her. Waiting for her to stir herself awake. She was feeling better, but sleep was still a precious commodity. He wouldn't wake her. Her hand in his lap, he smiled as her eyelids fluttered up.

She smiled at him, that smile. The one that was his. The one that reflected the way she felt in her eyes. It struck him speechless. It was probably the same way he looked at her.

He leaned down and pressed his lips softly on hers. Her fingers came up and wrapped around his neck one hand threading through his hair.

It was everything he'd imagined and more. It was a feeling of complete and utter happiness. It was home.

I'm His lips found her neck, almost frantic now to see her body, he helped her reach the hem of the t shirt she was wearing and pull it up and over her head. She was naked underneath.

A dull roar seem to reverberate in

His ears. He could sit there and stare at her forever even with bruises that still littered her skin, she was the most beautiful thing he's ever seen in his entire life.

He trailed his hand up the soft flesh of her abdomen, imagining it rounded with a baby. He wanted that. He wanted it all with her. She tilted her head back a near silent moan slipping past her lips as she watched him. Her hands coming up to rest on her pillow above her head.

It was the the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. Carol lying in the bed, totally comfortable in the fact she was naked watching him as he touched her. Her back arching as she leaned into his touch. He cupped her breast, rolling the nipple between his fingers. Loving the short little gasps she released as she panted softly. His hand drifted down lower. His fingers slipped between her legs, watching as her back arched of the bed as his fingers slid along her wet slit, circling her clit the slipping inside of her.

He was amazed as he watched her, loving each and every move, every reaction she had. Memorizing them as a precious moment that he would treasure forever.

He sat in awe, watching as his fingers moved softly between her legs. Lazily going back and forth between her opening and her clit, she never broke eye contact with him. Not even when he felt her tighten and she cried out in pleasure as she came.

He stood up and silently started to remove his clothes. She breathes heavily watching him with hungry eyes.

She turned then rolling onto her stomach. Spreading her legs as widely as her cast would allow as she settled on her stomach. He crawled into the bed, on top of her, in between her legs. His arm went under her body around her waist his fingers splaying on her soft stomach. His lips went down to neck, and he pressed a kiss to her neck as he spoke for the first time since she woke.

"I love you so damn much...Marry me." He could barely speak his voice caught up in emotion.

She turned her head back and kissed his lips "Yes." She said softly he breath coming out in a gasp as he entered her slowly. "I love you to, yes." She said again and again.

He smiled into her neck, choking back the lump in his throat as he started to thrust slowly in to her.

Propping up his weight on his forearm, he used his other hand to slowly rubbed her back as he moved in and out of her. Her cheek pressed to the pillow she watched him. A burning heat in her gaze, her soft groans making him come close to breaking the tenuous grasp he had on his control. There would be time for that now. Time to pound into her, to love her in every way possible, but he was slow. Gentle. She was recovering but still stiff.

She started writhing on the bed underneath him. Gasping and moaning soft little whimpers as her core seemed to only tighten around him. Soon he felt her walls closing in on him even more, she cried out coming for the second time as he joined her holding her body closely as he lifted her practically off the bed.

Later as they caught their breath, he panted in her ear "You ok?"

She smiled as she kissed him "Perfect."

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She'd fallen back asleep or he thought she had when his phone buzzed on the side table that he had a text. Curious he grabbed his phone his face flaming when he saw the thumbs up and winking emoji from Merle. He typed the word asshole then hit send. Snuggling back down with her she murmured "What was that?"

"Nothing." He said with a grin "Just Merle reminding me I gotta sound proof these walls."

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