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The Governor and Merle walked well ahead of Daryl. The Governor was smiling and waving at few people who called out to him. He shook hands and hugged others, laughing and talking with more. Everyone in the town seemed to love him and that was not something Daryl couldn't understand. He didn't like or trust the man.

" Listen to me for a minute." The Governor said lowly to Merle. He glanced over his should to see the younger of the Dixons trailing behind them. " Get your brother in line. I don't like the way he looks at Ashlyn and there is no reason he should touch her. Get his ass straight, okay? Because I'd hate to kick him out." Merle looked at The Governor quickly.

" Now that's my baby brother you're talkin 'bout. Went to a lot of trouble to find him and get him here." Merle said. " You can't just kick him out."

" I can." The Governor said, smiling and waving at a child. " And I will. Get that animal under control. Understand? I will not have his distracting Ashlyn from her work." Still smiling, he looked at Merle and clapped one hand on his shoulder. " Just put a lease on him."

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Ashlyn's elbows were on her desk and her small hands were on her forehead as she read through her notes in the dead man's chart later that morning. She frowned and shook her head, muttering her confusion to herself. Her notes and memory of the inside of his body was clear. He should not have died so fast. She sighed and started rereading the notes. Maybe she did miss something.

Daryl filled her doorway and watched her without her even knowing. His right hand came up and took a hold of the door frame of her office. His fingers found a hole and started to dig in while he listened to her voice her concerns and doubts. She shook her head, her frown matching some of his best. Finally, after a few minutes, she closed her eyes, dropped her arms to the desk and sighed. Without wanting too, Daryl enjoyed the few seconds he had to just look at her smooth skin. He hated that he found her so attractive, he didn't understand it. She pulled at something inside him, something that made him want her like nothing he had ever seen before. She had to be one of the prettiest things Daryl had ever seen. She looked soft and delicate, yet she had stood up to him like Daryl was nothing.

Ashlyn opened her eyes and jumped at the sight of Daryl. She had been so wrapped up in her thoughts and concerns that she hadn't even heard him come to her office. She blushed because he was staring at her, like always. And of course he stood there with a frown and squinted eyes. She had to wonder if that was just an natural expression for him. Maybe he didn't even realize how much he did it.

" Hey, did you need something?" She asked.

" Merle sent me to get our vitamins." He said. His voice was low, almost rough sounding, and it completely appealed to her. His roughness, the animal look he could get on his face, called out to her.

" Where is he?" She asked.

" With that girl from last night. I think he wanted some time with her cuz he told me to go slow." Daryl said. She nodded and looked back to her chart.

" Okay, you want the vitamens. Just give me a second to finish up my notes." She said as she picked up her pencil.

" You thinkin sumthin ain't right bout that guy's death?" He asked Ashlyn sighed and dropped her pencil. She shook her head and looked back up at him.

" Yeah. Things don't fit and I don't understand. He should not have died. I want to look at his body. I want to understand what happen." She said.

" So do it." He said.

" The Governor would be mad." Ashlyn said. Daryl's right eyebrow went up.

" You don't strike me as a woman who cares much 'bout makin a man mad." He said. She sure hadn't cared about making him mad. Ashlyn laughed and smiled.

" Well when comes to what's best for my patients, you're right about that." She said.

" So what's stoppin you now?" Daryl asked.

" I don't know, really." She said.

" You know where the body's at?" He asked.

" Yeah. It's downstairs. He will keep it there until it's time to make a run, which is tomorrow I think." Ashlyn said.

" He bury them out there?"

" Yeah. He doesn't want the ground inside the town's walls to be contaminated since we are trying to grow chops." Ashlyn commented.

The two stared at each other while she thought. Ashlyn's teeth dragged against her bottom lip as her eyes started to move over his face. She took in his lips and briefly wondered what it would be like to kiss him. She held her breath as her eyes moved to his wide chest. Clearly she remembered what he looked like and how his skin felt against hers. Her lips parted and her breath left her when her eyes dropped lower.

Daryl frowned when her cheeks flushed. He glanced down himself to see what she was looking at. He looked back at her when he found nothing out of place or wrong. He frowned more and tried to follow her eye sight down his body again. Was she checking out his package? His own cheeks started to burn, remembering how she had ripped the towel away and exposed his erection. Could she tell he was starting to sport one again? Was that longingly and lust on her face as she took him in? No, it couldn't be. No one wanted Daryl Dixon. No one lusted after him.

" Should head down to check out that body." Daryl said after he cleared his throat. Her eyes flew up to his face as her blush deepen.

" You want to go with me?" She asked. Why the hell was her voice so high all of a sudden?

" Thinkin so. You shouldn't go there alone, in case The Governor finds you." Daryl commented.

" Come in and close the door. The only way to get downstairs is through this door." Daryl looked past her to a door at the back of her office that he hadn't noticed before.

Daryl stepped into her office and turned around to close the door. Heat pooled between Ashlyn's legs as the image of him naked and hard floated into her mind. Daryl was hot, smoking hot but now that he had his big hunting knife strapped to his right hip and his cross-bow on his back, it was hard for her breath. Her heart was slamming in her chest and her mouth went dry. She wanted this man. He completely called to everything female inside her. Ashlyn stood up on shaky legs while he shut the door. Daryl had an air around him of danger. He was the type of man that could snap out of control and erupt in a violent way and that should warn her away from him but instead, it yanked her harder towards him. He was completely her type of man.

" Lead the way." Daryl said when he turned back around. She nodded.

" Yeah, okay." He frowned as she turned away. Why did she sound so breathless?

Together they walked to the very back of her office. She took out a set of keys from her white lab coat and inserted one into the door. It clicked then gave way. She pulled it open and they started down a set of dark stairs. Chilly air greeted the bare skin of his arms and made a set of goosebumps pop up. He resisted the urge to shiver and didn't say anything while they walked.

At the bottom of the stairs Daryl could see there was a set of steel tables. On one of the tables was a sheet that clearly covered a body. Ashlyn moved to the body without hesitation and apart of that impressed him. He had half expected her to be turned off by the sight of a dead body. The women of his group were, despite how many they had seen.

" Something is wrong with this." Ashlyn said as she walked to the left side of the body. She grabbed the sheet and yanked it down. " Oh my God." She whispered. Daryl frowned, taking his spot across from her.

" Don't your man know cuttin off the head don't kill it?" He snapped while they stared down at the headless body.

" I don't understand this." She said, shaking her head. " This isn't right. Everyone here knows you have to put a bullet or something in the brain. He told me he shot him."

" He lied." Daryl said calmly.

" Why would he lie to me?" She asked, more to herself than to Daryl. Her face started to sport an expression that was common to Daryl. Her eyes narrowed down and she frowned. " Where is the head?"

" Maybe he kept it." Daryl said. Ashlyn shook her head and looked up at him.

" No. Why would he do that? That's disgusting plus, his apartment would smell like death. The heads would be rotting even if he didn't destroy the brain. You have been in his place. There is no smell." She said.

" Where else you think it is, Ashlyn? Don't see it 'round here, do you?" He asked. He didn't snap at her, wasn't being mean. He was just asking her a question. Ashlyn looked back to the body.

" Something just isn't right here." She covered the body back up then looked at him again. " Keep this to yourself, please. I need to figure things out and I can't do that if everyone finds out about this. I don't want him to know I was down here." She said.

" What are you gonna do?" Daryl asked.

" I don't know. I need to think." Ashlyn said as she started around the table. " Let's take a break and get a drink."

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Daryl and Ashlyn sat at the table in the back again. The bartender questioned why Ashlyn was having her drink so early but had given it to her anyway. Now Daryl was sitting back with one hand on his beer and his other arm resting on the back of his chair. She was staring at the beer, her face draw up in her concentration. She sighed, letting her shoulder drop down.

" What are you thinkin?" Daryl asked. Ashlyn shook her head, finally meeting his eyes.

" I don't know. It doesn't make sense that the head is gone. Why would he lie to me about that?" She asked. Daryl turned, bring both his arms to the table as both his hands gripped his beer.

" Maybe he ain't what you think he is." He commented lowly.

" And what about you? Are you what I think you are?" She asked. One of Daryl's eyebrows went up.

" You can't have thoughts 'bout me. You don't know me." He said, dropping his eyes down.

" I know that you care about that group you came from." Ashlyn said, making Daryl drop his eyes. " I know you're worried about them and I think you have every right to be. A pregnant woman with no health care, a man who's leg had to be cut off..." She paused as she shook her head. When she didn't speak again, Daryl raise his eyes to meet hers. She leaned forward, completely owning his attention. "If you know where they are, you can tell me. I can help them."

" I don't know where they at, I told you that." Daryl said.

" You told The Governor that and I think we both know you were lying to protect them." Ashlyn said. She couldn't think anymore about the dead, headless body. She needed to give her brain a break and Daryl offered that. " And that's okay. I get it, you need to protect your people and you don't know know us, if we can be trusted. Hell, I have been having my own concerns with the town but if you do know where they are..."

" I said I don't now drop it!" Daryl said as he propelled himself up. His movement was so fast, his chair tumbled backwards, hitting the floor with a loud bang. The few people in the bar stilled. Ashlyn blinked up at Daryl with her lips parted. He was frowned then shook his head. " Merle's waitin for me." He grumbled before he turned away.