"I need you to have my back on something." Shane said. Bo blew her smoke up and away from him before she looked at him.
"So… you've been buying my loyalty?"
"Didn't need to." Shane said. "It's on a subject we already agree on." He lifted his brow.
"Sophia?" She asked and he nodded. She took a long drag of her cigarette and sighed it out. "That could go very badly."
"Things have been going badly this whole time. Herschel wants us gone, Lori is pregnant and there are walkers in the barn." He blurted out. "I'm saying, when things get worse…and they will – I need you to back me up."
"Mind telling me your plan?" She asked. He looked at the RV sharply.
"You'll know it when you see it." He answered as he walked off.
Bo watched him go and finished her cigarette. She spotted Lori waving to her and went to the house to help with the chores. "Hey, what were you talking to Shane about?" Lori asked as she put an arm around Bo.
"He's worried." Bo answered. "He just wanted to know what I think about the barn."
"I'm worried too but it's Herschel's property – you remember that." Lori said sternly.
"I do." Bo nodded. She noticed the little smile on Lori's face as she looked at her. "What?"
"Daryl's feeling a lot better. You've been taking care of him?" She asked. Bo chuckled.
"In a matter of speaking." She said. "I tell him to relax and he goes on a hike. When he gets back – complaining about how much it hurt to move I sit there trying not to say 'I told you so'. We bicker a little, then make out a little and then we fall asleep – wash, rinse, repeat."
"He needs that stability." Lori said and chuckled a little. "He thinks he has no one now that his brother is gone."
"I doubt his brother was doing for him what I do." They laughed as they went in the house. Bo busied herself for a while. Shane didn't come back for nearly an hour, right around the time Daryl and Carol came back from their walk. "Where have you been?" she asked. Daryl lifted an eyebrow at her suspicious tone.
"Searching - like I do everyday." He answered. She rolled her eyes and looked down when Shane put a glock in her hand. He then went about giving a gun to everyone until Lori yelled at him to stop.
"What's this?" Bo asked.
"I need you now." He answered as he looked at her for a long beat. He was hyped up on who knows what and his statement made Daryl glare at them.
"What-?" Before he could question it Shane ran off towards the barn and everyone followed. Shane went off and Bo wasn't quite sure what he was planning until he broke open the barn doors. He pulled her in line with the rest and flicked the safety off for her. She had barely hit anything at target practice the other day but when those walkers came charging she hit at least three. She could barely hear by the end of it but Carol's crying was suddenly so loud when Sophia came stumbling out of the barn. The sound of Rick's gun made everything go silent again.
Herschel and his family rushed from the scene and Shane went after them like a dog with a bone. "We didn't know she was in there."
"Your barn, your rules. I say you're full of shit." Bo snapped.
"Why would I lie? To keep you people here?" Herschel asked as he glared at her. "You and him – I want you gone now!"
"Daddy no." Beth pleaded.
"Done and done!" Bo said as she turned to leave.
"You're not going anywhere." Daryl said as he grabbed her arm. She snatched away from him.
"Don't—" they all looked up when Maggie gave Shane a firm smack in the face.
"Just leave us alone." She said before they went in the house. The rest of the group just stood there in silence for a while. Andrea grabbed T-dog and nudged Bo's arm.
"Let's start digging."
Bo was exhausted – manual labor had never been 'her thing'. What she wouldn't give for a nice warm bubble bath and a full champagne flute. All she wanted to do was crawl in her tent and go to sleep. Oddly enough she headed to Daryl's out of habit only to find it gone. She looked around and spotted Daryl setting it up way out in a field near an old chimney. She was too tired to walk all the way out there so she went to her seldom used tent and laid down. She didn't wake up until later that night. The camp was a buzz about Rick and Glenn still being out with Herschel. Beth was having some kind of fit. And apparently now Lori was missing. Carol touched her shoulder.
"Can you go ask Daryl to go—"
"No, I'll go find her." Bo interrupted. She didn't want to deal with him right now. But as soon as she said that Shane was off and running to his car. "God damn it." She bolted after him and got in just as he was peeling out.
"Don't need you."
"Well you got me. You don't get to pick and choose when I have your back." She said and put on her seat belt when he went well over the speed limit. They stopped at the wreck and Shane told her to stay in the car as he checked it out. He got back in soon enough and sped away. "There she is." Bo spoke up. Shane didn't see anything but he slowed down and sure enough his headlights hit Lori a few seconds later. He hurried her in the car and they went back to the farm. Lori soon discovered Shane's lie. She gave Bo a disapproving scowl before she walked off. Bo nearly jumped out of her skin when Carol tapped her shoulder. "Carol…what's wrong?" She asked when she saw the woman was crying.
"Nothing." She lied instinctively. "I'm worried about Daryl – I went to go check on him. He's hurting but he won't talk to me. Well… not in a way that's helpful."
"What did he say to you?"
Daryl looked up when Bo came stomping through the field. "What does it take to get away from you people?" He asked. "Moved out here for a reason."
"Shut the fuck up." She snapped. "You talk to Carol like that again and I'll knock your god damn teeth in."
"Ain't you the ballsy one?" He said as he stood up. She advanced on him so quick he couldn't block the punch she landed on his jaw. It knocked the spit out his mouth and made him stumble to the side. It shocked him that she hit him more than anything else. Their feelings for one another had done a one-eighty since the other day. Things had changed so dramatically in just the few minutes it took to kill all the walkers in the barn. The outcome they were hoping for shattered and they were all left in jagged pieces of the people they used to be. "Fuck… you hit like a man."
"I know what you're trying to do." She said.
"Fuck off!" He yelled as he got in her face. She pushed him.
"You think you're the only one that cared?! We all did. We all wanted to find her but you were the only one stupid enough to believe we'd find a defenseless girl alive. Look around you – those things have brought about the end of the world! Most adults can't survive the night." Bo said.
"Get that from your buddy Shane?"
"No, got it from having more than half a brain to realize the truth. Did you think you'd find her and Carol would be so grateful that you guys would just be some happy little family?"
"Get the hell out of here." He growled.
"Gladly." Bo said before she walked off. She was so keyed up that she decided to take a lap around the farm before going back to camp. Undoubtedly Carol would be waiting for her to see how things went and she couldn't face her right now. She had been counting on Bo to bring Daryl back from whatever edge he was on but all she did was drive him further away. She thought about going to see how Beth was doing but she remembered how useless she was when Daryl got hurt and took a second lap around the house.
God, she couldn't do this – she couldn't handle people depending on her and expecting intimacy that she just could not deliver. She'd gone out there, prepared to hug Daryl and let him vent his pain but as she walked what Carol told her had enraged her and she ended up lashing out in her own pain at him. She didn't want that – he didn't deserve it. She rounded the house and batted a piece of laundry on the line out the way and her arm connected with something solid. The walker was stirred from his daze and it reached for her with a snarl.
"Ahhh!" She screamed and tried to run but she got tangled in the sheet.
Shane and Rick were out of the house and across the yard just as Daryl was pulling the walker off Bo. It clung to her and she screamed when it's hands came apart from its arms. Shane stabbed it in the eye and Daryl let it drop. "Get them off! Get the off of me!" she shrieked as she tried to pry the dead hands from around her wrists. Shane snapped them off and she hugged him.
"Shh…I've got you." He said as he fished the pack of cigarettes out his pocket. He lit it for her and she fumbled it when she tried to take it.
"Are you okay?" Lori asked as she ran up with the others. "What happened?"
"We missed one." Rick said.
"Or it got in somehow." Glenn said as he looked around the fields nervously. It was less likely that the walker had been in the barn once they walked off and just now had the inclination to leave and head for the house.
"Come on. Come in the house – we'll get you cleaned up." Patricia offered.
Shane came upon Bo the next day. A few cigarette butts at her feet as she worked her way through another. "You okay?" he asked as he stomped his boot on one that was still burning.
"No." She answered as she looked at the bruises on her forearms where the walker grabbed her. She had stayed up all night looking for scratches that might appear but there were none. "Can we leave?"
"Rick doesn't want to. He wants to square this Randall thing first." Shane said.
"You wanted to leave. Why even bother helping him?" She asked as she looked at him. "What happened? You were so ready to give them the finger and drive away."
"It's complicated." Shane said as he avoided her gaze. He watched Lori hanging laundry for a minute. "You saying you want to go with me if I do?"
"Doesn't matter I suppose. No matter where we go those things will find us." She said as she hopped down from the tractor. "These aren't helping me relax." She flicked the cigarette away in disgust. "The one person that can help me with this hates my guts."
"Daryl doesn't hate you. He's hurt. You both need the same thing right now."
"Which is what?" She asked. Shane gave her a look and she rolled her eyes. "You're a god damn genius Shane. Who knew all our troubles could be solved by taking our pants off in the same room."
"Hey don't get snippy with me. I'm just saying – every body needs that 'release'." Bo just shook her head. Shane looked over his shoulder for a second before he took her hand. "Come on." He led her into the tree line. Bo looked back for a moment until Shane whipped her around and kissed her. His movement so smooth she didn't even realize what he was doing until he was gently licking at her lips. He tipped his head when she didn't push him away. She put an end to it when he ran his hand up her thigh. "Shit, boy – you like to stir the pot." She said after she pushed him away.
"What you mean?" He asked as he rubbed his nose against hers. She pushed him back a little further.
"Shane I'd love to fall for your bullshit but you already got two women pissed off at you for sticking your dick in them. I'm starting think you're a 'poison pole'." She answered. He snorted.
"Andrea don't hate me. And Lori is only pissed because Rick's not nearly as good as she remembers him being." He said and rolled his eyes.
"Still." Bo started. "I'm with Daryl."
"Are you?" He asked. "Cause I noticed you haven't been to his tent or so much as talked to him in nearly a week. In fact he moved away from you." She crossed her arms and looked at him. "Tell you what, if you feel like going back to him after what I do to you—for you, then I'll let it go."
"Oh, you'll let me go?" She asked. Shane flexed when she challenged him. He was certain only two things were about to happen – either she'd tackle him and they fuck right there in the woods or she'd give him the finger and go running to Daryl. The man was meek without his brother so it didn't worry Shane – he knew Daryl wasn't the type to come after him for feeling up his girl. "Shane, I'd love to fuck you but—mm!" She yelped when he tackled her to the ground. He kissed her – forceful and demanding. She panicked – she couldn't move him off of her. He was too heavy and she was too weak. "Shane stop—Wait. Wait!" she gasped as he shoved his hand down her pants.
Everything stopped. Bo couldn't even breathe as Shane eased back a little. It was like he was trying to comprehend what he had his hand on. For a few seconds he couldn't understand that he wasn't touching a vagina. Wondering what it was instead. He stood on his knees and yanked her pants down. She reached to stop him but he held both her wrists in one hand as he got a good look at her. All he really did was stare in disbelief for a few excruciating seconds.
"You're a tranny." He blurted out. But he didn't seem angry or disgusted. Bo shifted, trying to turn so he couldn't see her. But he grabbed her knee and spread her legs back open. "Shit, no wonder you're so ballsy." He said before he slid his hand up.
"I'm getting tired of people calling me that-Ahh!" She screamed and arched into his touch when he palmed her cock.
"It still works." Shane said. He tore his eyes away and looked up at her. She was terrified of him.
"Please stop." She begged.
"You don't want to do it anymore?" He asked as he let go of her wrists. She pulled her pants up and inched away from him.
"You do?" She asked. Shane shrugged and looked around for a second before focusing on her breasts. He looked at her face and smirked.
"You still got an asshole don't you?" he asked. Her eyebrows went up and he smiled wide at her. "You're a woman, right?"
"Yes." She said and leaned into him when he crawled over her. He kept eye contact as he slipped his hand between her legs again. She keened and gripped his shirt. He pulled her shirt up with his free hand and latched on to one of her nipples. "Fuck!"
"You sure you're with Daryl?" He asked. She glared at him. "Cause you're all wound up like no one has touched you in years."
"Shut the fuck up." She snapped and he gave her a look. "Unzip your pants – cause that's all I need out of you."
"Listen here—" She grabbed his jaw.
"Pants!" She said and he reached down without another word. While he was getting his belt undone she freed one leg from her jeans. Shane was working himself out when she pulled his shirt off him. She dragged her nails down his back and he groaned. She was reveling in the skin contact. Daryl never wanted to take off his clothes. He didn't even let her touch his back. But Shane let her grope all over. And in turn he touched her all over. His body was amazing. He was all firm and lean – she particularly liked the v-cut of his hips. She whined when he started stroking her again. He did it without hesitation or a modicum of shame. He let go of his own cock to shove his fingers in her mouth. He didn't have to tell her to suck. She wet them with her tongue and he pulled them back before pressing them into her hole. Getting her slick before replacing his digits with his cock.
Bo was speechless. Nearly euphoric over the fact that she didn't have to tell him what to do. Shane hit her spot every time – the man was good at fucking there was no doubt about that. How he went so fast for so long was beyond her comprehension but at the moment every thing was beyond her. Besides that sweet, hot sensation of being filled nothing else mattered. She was coming after just a few minutes – peaking so fast and so hard that she screamed and bit into his shoulder. He was fervently stroking her cock as she went shuddering over the edge – never flinching or pulling away from the feel of her ejaculate.
Despite how good he was giving it to her she desperately wanted to scream Daryl's name. To open her eyes and see him panting over her. "Oh…shit…" When Shane moaned she looked down between them. He pulled out and jerked himself to completion. Even that felt good. His warm cum all over her thigh. A wide grin plastered on his face and he rode his orgasm. Once he caught his breath he rubbed it into her skin until it was all gone. She felt marked and claimed when he did that but he didn't notice her frown. He nipped inside of her thigh, her navel, laved over her breasts before biting her left bicep with a low growl. She pulled him up and they kissed as he gently squeezed her breasts. The high wore off and they stared at each other for a moment. "We should get back."
As they fixed their clothes and pulled pine needles from themselves Bo knew they had the same thought. A sort of gravity descended on them of what they just did. While still reeling from how good it felt they realized it was probably a bad idea that they had sex. Daryl didn't deserve her betrayal but she pushed that guilt away. He had been ignoring her he also didn't deserve her loyalty at the moment. They never agreed to be exclusive. And if he had a problem with it…she'd probably drop to her knees and beg him to forgive her.
A/N: Yeah, Bo just made a big mistake. She's only human...