Daryl needed to find that little girl, he knew out of everyone he was the best chance she had but daylight was fading and the church had been a dead end. Rick, Shane and Carl had decided to continue searching but Daryl knew with night on it's way they too would have to give up soon. He wanted to get back to the RV, to see that Rebecca was safe, he had left her alone in the car that morning, knowing she would be annoyed when she woke up to find him gone but he couldn't face talking to her. He didn't have the will power to sort things with her out. Rebecca had decided to stay behind with Dale and T-Dog seeing as she was injured and couldn't defend herself properly. He felt bad for her, she wanted to help look for Sophia like everyone else but she knew she would inconvenience the rest of the group.
A gun shot in the distance made everyone freeze, Lori starts to panic about there only being one, Daryl reminds everyone they need to keep moving. He needs to get them back to the RV. Hearing Carol get upset about Sophia makes him falter, he shakes off the feeling of disappointment at not being able to find her, to help stop Carol's pain, and blurts out "It's a waste of time, all this hopin' and prayin'. We're gonna find that little girl; she's gonna be just fine."
They continue their journey back to the RV when a walker wanders out of the dense forest and attacks Andrea. She screams and Daryl hears the gallops of a horse coming closer. A woman on the horse saves Andrea and commands Lori to come with her, the information that Carl's been shot forces her in to action and she climbs on to the horse. The woman shouts out directions to her farm to the group left behind before galloping off.
Daryl shouts "Come on! We've gotta get back to the RV."
Finally they reach the High way, Daryl can see the RV as Dale climbs down and begins asking questions. Daryl ignores him and walks straight up to Rebecca and T-dog. After everyone agrees to leave a big sign up for Sophia in case she finds her way back and Dale tells him about T-Dog's situation he grabs a bag of pills from a satchel on his motorbike throwing him a bottle of doxycycline for his infection. He quickly begins to rig a sign with the help of Dale and Glenn.
He glances at Rebecca to make sure she's okay, she looks fine, if a little mad. With the sign finally finished they decide to head to the farm in the morning. He approaches Rebecca who's checking on T-Dog.
"How's he?" Daryl asks hoping she'd at least respond.
"He'll be fine, thanks to your brother's bag of drugs." She replies, standing up and brushing herself off with her good hand.
"And... how are you feelin'?" He steps closer to her.
"Daryl, clearly you have some stuff to figure out. I'm gonna be honest with you, I don't know how any kind of relationship can work in this world. It makes people cruel, crazy. I'm not saying that's what you want, I'm not even sure if that's what I want. In fact I know I shouldn't want anything like that with you but since..." She trails off, shakes her head and walks past him. She turns and motions for him to follow her as she heads further away from the rest of the group. When they get out of ear shot she begins again.
"Ever since you... kissed me, I can't... ah fuck... I can't stop thinking about it... about you." She stares at the ground, her words fill him with warmth but another part of him still thinks she can't be trusted.
"Be honest with me, have you been telling me the truth? About your group and what happened." He knew this is the last time he could ask, he'd have to trust her after this. Rebecca nodded, her hair falling over her eyes.
"Always, I swear." She whispered.
He pulled her towards him, keeping eye contact as he stroked her hair, "I believe you." he whispers back before he slowly leans in, his lips brush against hers tenderly. She sighs in to it, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him closer. He kisses her harder, hoping he wouldn't have to explain anything, hoping she would understand that he needed this. Needed her.
She pulled away with her big smile even brighter than he'd ever seen it before, it confused him, the voice warning him grew louder but he pushed it away. He'd promised to trust her, he couldn't pull away again. She took his hand and pulled him towards the car they'd slept in the night before. She leant against it, looking up at him, biting her lip. He couldn't stop himself, a growl escaped his mouth as he pushed himself against her once more. Kissing her felt amazing, like nothing he'd ever felt, he couldn't tell if that was because he knew he could die tomorrow, in fact it was likely, or if it was just because it was her but he didn't care.
Her body was warm under his touch, his fingers found the hem of her t shirt and ran his fingers along the skin underneath, he felt her shudder under his touch.
Daryl pulled away slightly, "We can't do this out here."
"That's why I brought us to the car" she whispered as she grabbed his shirt trying to pull him back to her.
"That's not what I mean" he chuckled
"I know, it's dangerous and whatever" She groaned leaning back against the car.
"We're going to a farm soon, supposed to be safe. Maybe we can set up a camp there, tents." He kept his volume to a whisper
"I don't have a tent." Rebecca stretched up to kiss his jaw.
"Then you'll have to share mine." He grinned
"I'd like that... a lot."
