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Chapter Seven

Chayse watched as Daryl fed the baby and couldn't help the small smile that covered her face. He seemed softer than he usually was, he seemed almost happy. She couldn't remember ever seeing him so relaxed. Even in sleep he was still tense, his face drawn in a frown and his hands going into fists.

Daryl caught her staring at him and he gave a small shrug, and it looked like he was fighting a blush. He couldn't help it, he knew a man like him shouldn't be around kids.

Chayse walked over to him while holding her bowl of food and stood next to him as she ate. "I think she likes you." Chayse told him softly looking down at the beautiful little girl.

Daryl smirked and nodded. "Yeah, little Ass kicker aint to bad to look at." He said quietly.

Chayse had wide eyes and then let out a small laugh. "You're calling the baby ass kicker?" She asked in disbelief. "Oh my God, that poor baby will probably be traumatized."

Daryl shrugged and looked up from the baby and looked at Chayse. "Well, the kid needs a name. And since Carl and Rick didn't give her name that's what I'm calling her."

Speaking of Rick, he came into the cell looking much better than he had before. His hair was clean and pushed back, his skin wasn't dirty and ridden with blood, and his clothes were washed and he looked much more coherent than yesterday. Although he still didn't even throw a look in the direction of his baby.

Amelia was laying down in bed with a huge headache, her eyes hurt and her body was sore. She couldn't remember much of last night and she didn't think she wanted to with how she was feeling right now.

She heard a deep chuckle and somebody touch her cheek and out of reflex Amelia slapped the intruder away and sat up quickly, immediately regretting the action. She felt...hung-over. A feeling she hadn't felt in a long time.

"Awe shucks, regrettin ole Merle?" She heard and then a loud booming laugh.

Amelia turned around and opened her eyes. "What?" She asked confused looked at Merle.

Merle ran a hand on her arm and nodded a smirk on his face. "Yeah, me and you had a good old time last night. You're louder than I thought you'd be."

Amelia's eyes widened and she got out of bed cautiously, without saying anything.

"Oh, come on you had a good time last night." Merle said getting up and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"You're disgusting." Amelia choked out shaking her head. "You fucking drugged me or forced yourself on me."

Merle frowned and instantly let go of her. "Imma a lot of thing, sweetheart. But none of them are a rapist. You came on to me of your own free-will. So stop with this victim shit." He snapped at her and grabbed his pants and put them on. "I'm goin on the wall, don't worry won't molest anybody on my way there."

Amelia frowned and jumped a bit when she heard the force of the door slam shut. She looked down at the large brown tee shirt she wore and fisted some of the fabric.

The brunette let out a loud sigh before looking around for the clothes that Marion had given her and saw that they were hung up already in the closet... Amelia frowned as she walked more towards it.

Merle Dixon was confusing as hell.

Chayse was sitting on the perch while Daryl made sure that the pistols had enough ammo in them.

"So where are you going again?" Chayse asked confused because he just told her he'd be taking the kid and one of the prisoners out with him.

Daryl frowned and put his crossbow over his shoulder. "I'm going to looked for Carol."

Chayse frowned and tilted her head. "I'm not trying to be insensitive but I thought Rick said she was gone?"

Daryl looked at her and squinted his eyes. "Well she aint." He snapped at her. "I'm gonna find her and bring her back."

Chayse stood up and looked up at him. "Your not like together are you?" She asked in small voice but didn't break contact.

Daryl slowly shook his head. "Woman's like the mother I never got."

Chayse nodded and looked at him. "Oh, didn't like your mother?" She asked softly.

Daryl scoffed and pulled away from her.

"I didn't like mine either." She told him quickly before he got to upset. "She was a horrid excuse for a mother."

"I liked my mother, at first. She was my favorite person in the world. Then she got into drugs and shit 'cause of my idiot father. Girl died by making her bed catch on fire by not putting out her cigarette." Daryl said shrugging.

Chayse gave a little smile and walked more towards him. "You gonna come back here unharmed?" She asked playfully, trying to lighten the mood.

"Darlin, you obviously don't know any Dixons." He told her arrogantly.

Chayse laughed a bit and nodded. She liked when this part of him came out, like he knew he was good and nobody would tell him otherwise. "Well, I'm glad I do now."

Anybody watching could tell Chayse was waiting for a kiss, a kiss so clearly Daryl had earned but he didn't go for it. Instead he just nodded and walked down from the perch to go get Carl.

Leaving Chayse to stare after him.

That Night

Amelia was walking towards the wall when she saw Merle getting off of it and frowned at her.

"What the hell you want?" Merle snapped at her as he walked closer to her.

Amelia frowned and sighed. "Listen, I'm sorry for insinuating you raped me. I don't know you so I didn't have any right to say that."

"Like I give a shit what you think." He barked at her walking away.

Amelia blew out a breath annoyed before stopping him with a hand on his shoulder. "Listen, I'm trying to apologize and you're acting like a total dick."

Merle gave her a dirty look and shook his head. "I don't need no damn apology. What I need is for you to move along so I can get my shit ready for tomorrow."

"What's tomorrow?" Amelia asked frowning.

"I'm goin out tomorrow, am lookin for somethin that aint of your concern." He told her angrily before walking off, leaving her there.

Amelia gaped at him and saw Lucy walking down the street and ran towards her.

Lucy saw her and rolled her eyes at her. "What the hell was wrong with you last night?" She asked her annoyed. "I mean really, you were practically all over Merle after the fight."

Amelia shook her head and looked down ashamed. "I might have kinda slept with him too."

Lucy's eyes widened and a laugh escaped her mouth and she laughed harder when Amelia glared at her. "I'm sorry, that's just too funny."

"It's not, and he's all pissed at me. Do you know how awkward things are gonna be now?" Amelia asked her but then waved her hand in a dismissive manner. "Wait don't answer that, answer this. Do you know Michonne? Or where she went?"

Lucy frowned and slowly shook her head. "No, but the woman she came here with, Andrea, is still here. Getting pretty cozy with The Governor."

"What do you mean? The blonde? But why did she leave?" Amelia asked confused.

Lucy shrugged. "Yea, Andrea's the blonde. She has a problem with thinking that she can do anything because she can work a gun. Why Michonne left? I have no idea. I know she didn't like the Governor but she didn't have to leave because of it."

Amelia looked around a bit before looked back towards Lucy. "Wanna go to your place? I really want to talk with somebody without worrying if I'm being overheard."

Lucy nodded and led her to the small loft above the diner and locked the door behind her. "Welcome to my sanctuary." Lucy told her and plopped down onto the couch unceremoniously.

Amelia smiled and sat down next to her. "I have a question for you, you don't have to answer it if you don't want to though."

Lucy nodded and then put her blonde hair up into a bun on top of her head. "Shoot."

"If you could ever leave this place, would you?"

Lucy tilted her head and sighed. "I don't know. I mean even though I don't trust or know some of the things that go on around here it's the best thing I have ever seen."

"But I'd rather be with people I trust and in danger of biters than to be here with people who are untrustworthy and sneaky." Amelia told her.

Lucy sighed and shrugged. "I just think right now everything is okay, unless something really bad happens I don't wanna leave."

Amelia sighed and looked down at her feet. "If I left, would you come with me?"

Chayse watched as Daryl cared over the woman, Carol, with such gentleness it shocked her. "She means a lot to you huh?" She asked pulling up the sweat pants she was wearing and leaned onto the bars of the cell.

Daryl looked over towards her but than back down at Carol, as he laid a warm and clean rag on her forehead as she slept.

"Don't like talk about feelings?" Chayse asked as she came more into the room and leaned against the bed and looked down at him. "That's cool, I can be all zen too."

Daryl looked up at her and frowned but still didn't say anything. Although now his hands were back at his sides, he didn't like people watching him when he was caring for others.

"So, how is everything in here?" Chayse asked refraining from making him even more distant.

Daryl shrugged. "Rick cleared out the entire cell block. Some stragglers but other than that it was pretty uneventful."

Chayse nodded and smiled softly at him and moved a piece of hair that fell into his face and he jerked back. "Well I wasn't going to take your eyeball out with my bare hand." She told him jokingly.

Daryl nodded and felt a small grin about to come over his face before he heard Rick's booming voice.