Save me, Save you

Summary: Twenty-nine year old Kathryn Smith and her daughter three year old Jasmine have been on their own until they meet the Atlanta group on the highway. Both mother and daughter carry with them a scared and frightening past but Kathryn is also carrying with her something more. Enter Daryl Dixon Hunter, tracker, and all around bad ass as well carries a dark past can they both save each other or will someone or something tear them apart?

Theme song: Hurt by: Johnny Cash/ Would You Go With Me by: Josh Turner

Chapter 6: Anger and kissing

Kathryn woke the next morning, everyone was dressed and doing chores, while Jasmine was out running around chasing a butterfly. Kathryn shook her head as she grabbed a white long sleeved shirt and a pair of black jeans.

After getting around she goes into the house to see if Daryl wanted anything, but found his room empty. She shrugs, guessing he was back in his tent. She turned heading down the stairs, meeting Hershel as he walked out of the kitchen.

He told her that he wanted to do another checkup before lunch to which she agreed. Biting on her lower lip she goes back out to see if she could do some chores. She goes to Carol first who said she didn't need anything, when she sees Jasmine helping Lori and Carl feeding the chickens.

She wondered if Daryl needed help with anything.

Walking out to his tent, she's stopped by Shane. "Umm...look we're all having gun training today. Was wondering if you wanted to go?" He was looking at her with his arms crossed. "Maybe even get your daughter some training."

Sighing, she folded her arms. Looking down at the ground she nodded. "Ok, that's fine, let me know when and we'll be there." Nodding, Shane left her alone. As she approaches Daryl's tent she watches Andrea walk out.

The blonde stopped and looked at Kathryn wide-eyed, Andrea was sporting a black eye and a cut lip. "Look Andrea...I'm sorry about...attacking you." She mumbled, the blonde nodded and briskly walked away.

Hearing a chuckle from the tent in front of her, Kathryn bent in "Hey glad to see you...well outside. Hope Jasmine wasn't too much trouble." Daryl shook his head throwing a book across his tent and sitting up a bit. "What ya doin here?"

Kathryn looked around. "Umm well...was wondering if you needed clothes washed...or your bandage changed?"

Daryl glared for a moment. "Isn't there chores ya need to do instead of bug me?"

The woman was taken aback by what the hunter just said; she shifted from her spot. "No...everyone else was busy...and well Shane was going to get Jasmine and I for gun training...though I just need practice." She mumbled.

An awkward silence fell over them until Jasmine ran over to them. "Mommy Mr. Shane said it's time to go!" Nodding, Kathryn stood and turned from the hunter wondering what she did wrong.

At the 'gun range' everyone was doing well including the children, Lori didn't seem to agree with the whole thing. Kathryn had made the mistake of saying, "If we were gone they needed to learn how to defend themselves." ,which pissed the older woman off.

Kathryn was happy to find out she wasn't out of practice as she thought. Rick had pointed out a couple of mistakes, he also pointed out she was ready for advance classes like Andrea but Kathryn declined to go with the two of them.

Coming back Kathryn walked to her tent, but it wasn't there. Looking around she saw it closer to Daryl's tent. Lunch was called and Kathryn grabbed three plates. Walking over to the tents Daryl was lying on his cot listening to Jasmine. The three year old was waving her arms and holding out two fingers like a gun showing the hunter.

"Hey you two, what's going on?" She asked as a small forced smile appeared on her face. Daryl seemed to notice the smile but didn't say anything. "I's was telling Mr. Daryl about gun practice!" She said accidently. Kathryn smiled as she held a plate out to Daryl.

Once they were done eating Daryl sent the three year old out to take the plates back.

Daryl stares at the grass. "Sorry...for this morn...uh shit..." He looked up at the brown haired woman in front of him. "I aint good...with...this."

Kathryn smiled, seeming to understand the stammering redneck. "It's ok, take your time." She whispers, encouraging him. He seemed to stop and looked at her, they both did, brown gazed back at blue. They both leaned in as Daryl stared down at her lips and back up again. Taking his right hand he places it behind her head pushing her more towered him. In one fluid motion he kisses her lightly, but it only lasts for a second.

Shock seems to steam threw her body, both of them at a loss for words.