Chapter 4-Mrs Daryl Dixon

Note: Some people may feel this story is going fast. This story isn't meant to be a long story. Probably no more than 10 chapters (if that)

The following morning Abby woke up tangled in blankets and Daryl's arms. She closed her eyes as she let out a soft sigh and relaxed back against his chest. For a moment she had been afraid that it had all just been a dream. Now she realized it was very much reality and she couldn't have been happier. She shifted a little, moving to get up but was stopped feeling Daryl's arms tighten around her waist and pull her back into his chest. Abby laughed softly as she smiled feeling his lips brushing along her shoulder.

"Daryl it's morning." She whispered, rubbing his arms around her waist. "Time to get up."

"Not yet" He whispered against her shoulder and pulled her even closer if it was at all possible.

"Now who's the lazy ass?" She asked with a smile.

"Not lazy, just want to hold you." He said and Abby smiled more.

"Alright, I'll give you that one." She shifted a little in his arms so that she was now facing him. Her head rested on his arm that was under her. Abby lightly traced his chest with her fingers before kissing his chest softly. She could feel him kissing the top of her head and pulling her tight into his chest.

"You know if we don't go out there soon someone is going to come looking for us." She said as she tilted her head back to look up at him.

Daryl kissed her forehead and sighed a little, knowing that she was right but he had no desire to move right now. "Just a little longer. They can deal without us out there for a while longer." He said and Abby nodded.

They laid in silence for several minutes, just enjoying the company of the other. Outside the tent they could hear the other's moving around and talking. But the two made no moves to get up. Daryl was the one who finally broke the silence, waking up a half asleep Abby.

"There's something I need to ask you." Abby blinked slowly before turning her chocolate brown eyes to look up at him.

"What is it Daryl? You know you can ask or tell me anything." She shifted a little beside him, never taking her eyes off him as she watched him closely.

"The day I thought I lost you forever, when I called you I had just finished picking out this." He leaned over her, grabbing the small box from his bag and then leaned back as he looked at her.

Abby watched curiously as to what he was doing, not sure what had gotten into him all of the sudden. She glanced to the small box in his hand before looking back up at him, listening to what he was saying to her at this point. Deep down she knew where this was going, but she didn't want to talk, letting Daryl say what he needed to, just like she always did.

"I was going to take you to dinner that night, do everything right." He said glancing down at the box before looking back into her chocolate brown eyes. "I never got rid of it, hoping that you were still alive and I'd find you again." He said, smiling a little before opening the box, showing her the ring that was inside.

"I can't give you a big wedding or anything fancy. But I do know that I want to be with you for the rest of my life. I want you to be my wife." He said as he looked at her, not saying a word as he just watched her reaction.

"Daryl I don't care about anything fancy. Even if this all hadn't happened and things were still normal I wouldn't want a big fancy wedding. I don't care about any of that stuff. All I need to make me happy is you." She said after several moments of lying there silently. Abby looked up at him and smiled, not paying any attention to the tears that had begun to form in her eyes. "I love you and want to be with you the rest of my life and I want nothing more to be your wife." She smiled as she looked up at him, tears still in her eyes but they weren't tears of sadness but tears of joy.

Daryl had taken the ring from the box and slid it onto her finger where it belonged. Shoving his hand into her hair, he pulled her to him, pressing her against his chest as he kissed her hard enough to take her breath away.

When the kiss had ended, Abby started to get up. Daryl shook his head as he grabbed her hips and pulled her back to him as he moved so he was now hovering over her. "Where do you think you're going?" He questioned before kissing her hard again. "I'm not finished with you yet Mrs. Dixon."

It was close to noon by the time Abby managed to "escape" Daryl and the tent. She knew that if she didn't get dressed and leave the tent first, then Daryl would have kept her in there all day. Not that she was complaining though, however her stomach was. The growling was annoying and she used the hunger card to get herself free.

Abby was too busy taking in her surroundings to realize that Daryl had come out of the tent. It wasn't until she felt his arms wrap around her waist and his hands slid into her front pockets that she realized he followed her. "Finally decided to join me outside did ya?" She smiled and just leaned back against his chest. For the first time in the past six months Abby felt safe, like nothing could hurt her. She felt how she usually did around Daryl.

"I'm not leaving you alone around Shane, not after the way he looked at you yesterday." He said a hint of jealousy in his voice. Abby only smiled feeling him pull her tighter against his chest. His jealousy never bothered her, Abby took it as a sign that he was never going to leave her.

"Don't worry I'm not going anywhere. I only have eyes for one man and that's my husband." She said as she rubbed his arms.

The day consisted of a few things. Abby met most of the people in camp and surprisingly the woman had managed to pry her away from Daryl's side. Though Daryl didn't seem to like it much, he let her go, knowing they would be heading down to the lake. Of course after he was finished with what he was doing, he had every intention on going down there. He kept glaring at Shane who wasn't even trying to hide that he was watching Abby. Daryl knew he didn't have to worry about Abby leaving him, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to get uptight everytime Shane looked at her. If anything, Daryl was more uneasy about what Shane might try and do to his woman, his WIFE.

Down at the lake Abby was sitting on one of the large rocks, her pant legs rolled up to just below her knees as her shoes laid off to the side, her feet in the water. It was a bit chilly but it felt great compared to the heat surrounding her. If there was one thing she absolutely hated about all of this it was no longer having air conditioning. Especially on hot days such as this. It had to be a hundred degrees if not more.

"So what's the story with you and Dixon?" She heard a voice question from her right. Turning her head slightly, she looked through a few strands of her hair at Andrea who had been the one who asked the question. Lori and Carol had both stopped what they were doing to look at her, obviously wondering the same thing.

Well gee put me on the spot why don't ya. She thought to herself before she smiled, bringing a hand up to brush her hair from her eyes. "Daryl and I've known each other four years before all of this." She said as she played with a few strands of her brown hair.

"You two seem pretty close for just knowing each other." Andrea spoke up and Abby smiled as she looked at her.

"Daryl and I dated for four years before all this. We got separated six months ago when the outbreak happened." She smiled seeing as the group of girls just stared at her. "What? Is it that hard to believe?"

"It's just, with how Daryl acts it's a bit hard to believe he'd actually be like that with anyone." Lori said and Abby shrugged her shoulders.

"He's rough but I like it. Daryl is Daryl and I love him for who he is." She said, glad that the conversation ended there.

That night Abby fell asleep wrapped in Daryl's arms as her back was pressed against his chest. She definitely thought that things couldn't get any better than how they were. She had her life back and more.