They'd made it to the CDC, it had been a long time since any of the group had been able to smile and laugh, Doctor Jenner made that possible, letting them in and feeding them. The food was better than the squirrels Daryl had caught and the wine was a great addition.

Daryl made it his mission to keep an eye on Rebecca, she was chatting to Dale, something about some book they'd both read. He watched her as she sipped her drink, laughing quietly at some joke Dale had made, wiping away excess food from her lips. Daryl couldn't help but lick his own, he'd had little experience with women before and he was captivated by her. The drink was not helping his resolve, he rubbed his eyes wearily.

The mention of showers made everyone practically giddy, Rebecca glanced at Daryl shyly making his heart skip a beat. She rose from the table, excusing herself, and made her way towards were they would be sleeping. Daryl quickly got up and followed her.

"You following me Dixon?" she giggled, turning towards him, her eyes were slightly unfocused, her red hair messed up.

"So what if I am?" His voice was uneven.

"You barely spoke to me the whole way here, seems to me like you're keeping an eye on me. Don't you trust me?" Her smirk was unbearable, he wanted to run his fingers over it.

"I don't understand you." he whispered

"What do you..."

"You turn up out of no where, you don't answer my questions but when Rick or Shane ask you anything you answer straight away. You say your whole group died, including some boyfriend of yours, yet you don't look all that that torn up about it." His words tumbled out before he could stop them.

Rebecca stared in to his eyes. "That group... were no good. They were cruel, ruthless. I'm not sad I'm not with them anymore. As for my boyfriend, he is a bastard." She rubbed her neck, bit her lip.

"Is?" Daryl knew it was a mistake as soon as she'd said it.

"What?" She looked away, pulling on a strand of her hair. She'd slipped up and they both knew it.

"You said he is a bastard, I thought he was dead." Daryl stepped closer to her, placing a hand on my shoulder, forcing her to make eye contact with him.

"I forget sometimes... you know... I... He..." she started to tremble.

"Forget it." Daryl let her go, her body was too warm, it stopped him from thinking straight.

"Sorry." Rebecca turned to leave, before Daryl could stop himself he grabbed her arm, pulling her back to face him.

"W... What" she stuttered out before Daryl leant down, capturing her lips with his own. The kiss was clumsy, drunk, but she returned it. His arms found her waist, circling them, bringing her against his body.

She was too warm, Daryl's mind went fuzzy, he heard her gasp out his name causing him to dig his fingers in to her skin. Her hands were in his hair, tugging it, she tasted of wine.

A slight cough brought his mind crashing back to reality, pulling away from her. Her eyes were wide, pupils dilated, she was panting, still holding on to him like she'd fall if she didn't. Daryl turned to see what had interrupted.

"Sorry" Carol whispered, hand covering Sophia's eyes. "I just needed to get past"

Daryl quickly let go of Rebecca, "S'okay" he pushed past Rebecca making his way to his own room. He heard Rebecca apologise to Carol as he closed his door.

Smacking himself on the head he groaned, "Fuck." He landed on the couch with a thud, he shouldn't have done that. It was the wine, it had to be. He couldn't get her lust filled expression out of his head, she was going to be the death of him. He fell in to a fitful sleep, his dreams full of Rebecca, some pleasant but one dreadful, her face, full of betrayal, tears streaming down her face, begging him for... something... it drifted away from him as he was torn from his sleep.

Daryl made his way down to the cafeteria to find almost everyone looking like shit. His eyes quickly landed on Rebecca who was nursing a coffee and leaning on Dale, Daryl walked round the table to sit opposite her, she glanced up at him, blushed and returned her attention to the coffee.
Doctor Jenner entered the room, Dale started questioning the Doctor, Daryl couldn't concentrate, his head was pounding and he needed Rebecca to look at him.

Before long Jenner lead the group to the control centre. "VI, display brain scans from 'Test subject 19'" Jenner said

Synapses light up throughout the brain. "Experience, memories. Somewhere in all that organic wiring is you. The thing that makes you unique and human," Jenner explained. The display shows the virus attacking the brain - the "first event." The brain goes dark; the body dies. "Everything you were or ever will be - gone,"

"Everything?" Rebecca asks "You mean, that's it? There's no hope?" Her eyes well up "That's impossible."

Daryl's steps closer to her, tapping her arm, she turns to him and leans in to his chest. Shane glares at him from the other side of the group but Daryl ignores him. He concentrates on trying to sooth Rebecca.

Daryl lets the rest of the conversation pass him by, he knows there's no point. It's the end of the damn world, no point knowing why. Until Dale asks about the clock on the wall, Daryl glances up at it, seeing it's a count down he lets Rebecca go and starts walking towards the Doctor.