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Chapter 10

"Where's Daryl?" Glenn asked. Everyone was eating their breakfast and wondered where the hunter was.

"He's usually the first one up." Herschel added. Oscar got up from his seat and wiped his hands on his clothes.

"I'll go see where he is." Oscar said. Everyone went back to talking and eating. Oscar searched around and got to his cell. Daryl's bed wasn't made and there was no Daryl in it. Oscar was confused but had a suspicious look when he thought of where he might be. Oscar crept over to Reagan's cell and slyly smiled when he saw two, tanned hands on Reagan's back. Oscar slowly backed away and went back to the group. Rick was sitting there now, talking to Carl about the day before.

"Don't worry Dad, I took care of it." Carl said.

"Of what?" Oscar said.

"Oh, Aunt Rea's been having some nightmares lately but I took care of it." Oscar laughed at the thirteen year old.

"You're a match maker now?" Oscar asked. Everyone gave the two confused looks.

Daryl could hear the laughter coming from the other side of the cell. He stirred awake and lifted his head a little. It was morning that was for sure. Reagan was still huddled against his chest. Daryl let her go and decided to go back to his cell secretly before anyone came to conclusions. He heard Reagan sigh in her sleep and she wiggled her nose a little.

"Reagan." He whispered to her. Her eyes groggily opened.

"I swear you're like a furnace." She replied and he gave her a weird look.

"Um, okay." He said and she laughed sleepily.

"Is it morning?" she asked.

"Yeah, do ya want me to bring ya breakfast?" he asked.

"You can walk me there." She replied and he shook his head.

"Ya almost hurt yerself yesterday." He told her and she looked up at him.

"But I didn't." she replied with a small smirk. "Come on, help me up." Daryl sat up and got out of her bed. Like the day before, she wrapped one arm around his neck and clutched his shirt with the other. He lifted her up, with really no effort.

"Ready?" he asked.

"As I'll ever be." She replied. He helped her walk and people looked up when they saw them walking towards the group. "Morning!" she told them. A chorus of mornings was said back. Axel brought out a chair and Daryl lowered her so she could sit down. Rick passed over some oatmeal, since that was all they had. Daryl looked up from Reagan and Oscar was smirking at him. Oscar lifted his eyebrows once and Daryl huffed. Oscar snickered and went back to eating.

"So are we gonna make a run for more formula today?" Daryl asked.

"Yeah we have to." Rick replied.

"I'll come with you." Michonne said.

"Don't forget about me." Axel said.

"That's all we need." Rick said.

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"Daryl, you and Michonne go into the pharmacy to get some more medical supplies. Me and Axel will get some more formula." Rick said.

"You got it." Daryl said as all of them entered the pharmacy.

"How's Reagan?" Michonne asked.

"Fine." Daryl grunted.

"Daryl she's my best friend. I've known her for a long time." Michonne replied.

"You can ask her about it." Daryl said. Michonne's lips went into a tight line.

"I can tell she cares about you." She said as she grabbed some gauze pads and Advil. Daryl grabbed some more, along with some bandages. Daryl still didn't say anything. "What happened to her Daryl? What did The Govena do to her?"

"Look woman, Rick doesn't even know what happened to her." Daryl reasoned. "She only told me and…" Daryl sighed and shook his head. "He wasn't able to do anythin'."

"So… he tried to do what he tried to do to Maggie?" Michonne concluded.

"Yup." He replied. Michonne shook her head with a look of hatred and disgust.

"That disgustin' bastard." Michonne cursed as she slammed the last box of bandage tape into her bag.

"You guys okay?" Axel asked.

"Yeah!" Daryl replied.

"I'm gonna make a run to put these things in the trunk." Axel said with a lot of baby items. They went back to packing. "AH! NO!" they heard. All their heads rose up at the same time as the quickly went outside with their supplies. Axel lied on the ground next to the car, the box of baby supplies in the trunk, with a bite in his neck. Daryl shot the walker and they all ran over to Axel. Rick and Daryl looked at each other while Michonne was slowly reaching for her katana. "Just end it." Axel said as he passed away. The trio looked at each other and the two men nodded at Michonne.

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"Hey Doc!" Reagan greeted as Herschel came to check on her.

"Hey there Reagan." Herschel replied. "Let me see your rib." She was already on her side so all she had to do was lift her shirt. Herschel examined and put slight pressure on it. He checked all of her cuts and checked her eyes.

"What's the damage?" she asked.

"Well, rib's healin' up nicely. No infections from what I can tell and your eyesight should be near perfect once the shiner is gone." Reagan sighed in relief.

"Thanks Herschel." She said.

"No problem sweetie." He said and she smiled. He walked out of her cell and she was able to lay flat on her back with no assistance. She looked up when Beth came into her cell.

"Hey, Rea?" She said softly.

"Hey Beth, what's up?" she asked.

"Can I sit with you?" she asked and Reagan gave her an unsure look.

"Sure." She replied. Beth came and sat down on the edge of her bed. Reagan pushed herself up so Beth could have more room. "What's this about?"

"Are… um… you and Daryl, you know together?" Beth asked shyly.

"What do you mean by together?" Reagan asked. "Because I would feel a lot better if you talked with your sister about that sort of stuff."

"No! I mean like what's it like? You know having a boyfriend?" she tried again.

"Well I've had others before." Reagan reasoned.

"I know but Carl that he's never seen someone act like that around before. He told me that Daryl took care of you last night when you had a night mare. I was wondering what that was like." Beth said.

"When you find someone that cares about you Beth in a different way than any of us. It's kind of indescribable. I'll give you that much just don't tell anyone I said that." Reagan joked.

"I don't want an arrow in my leg." Beth giggled and Reagan laughed. "What's kissing like?"

"Alright maybe that's when you should-"

"I just want to know." Beth interrupted.

"Don't you dare tell your father what we're talking about." Reagan smiled.

"I'm not stupid." Beth replied with a giggle.

"Kissing can either be really good or really bad." Reagan told the teenager.

"What do you mean?" Beth asked.

"Imagine a Golden retriever licking your face." Reagan instructed.

"Okay." Beth said with an unsure look.

"Now replace the Golden retriever with a boy." Reagan said and Beth grimaced.

"Ew!" she laughed.

"That's bad kissing." Reagan said and Beth laughed a little harder.

"I can imagine!" she laughed. "So, what's good kissing?" the curious seventeen year old asked.

"Well, good kissing is when your boyfriend makes you feel great about yourself. Sparks fly and you can't really think else except that person. Then you feel all warm and fuzzy afterwards." Reagan said. Beth leaned in a little closer so she could whisper to Reagan.

"How or… what does kissing Daryl feel like?" Beth asked with giddiness and shyness.

"What's gotten into you?" Reagan teased.

"There's no television!" Beth reasoned.

"You have to promise not to tell anyone." Reagan said. "I don't want my brother figuring out just yet."

"Again, I don't want an arrow in my leg." Beth replied.

"Well, he's actually pretty shy at first. I pecked him on the lips a few times before I was in Woodbury. Last night when he came to help me out, we kissed."

"Go on!' Beth said eagerly. Reagan laughed.

"He is easily the best kisser ever." Reagan felt like she was in high school again. Beth smiled at her and laughed a little.

"Sorry it's just, me and Maggie never, like, talk about this sort of stuff. Patricia would've freaked out if she knew." Beth said as the smile disappeared from her face.

"Hey, we're family aren't we?" Reagan asked and Beth smiled.

"I guess we are." Beth said.

"I've always wanted a sister." Reagan said.

"Oh yeah! I forgot you had two older brothers!" Beth realized. They were silent for a little bit longer until Reagan asked the question that had been on her mind since she last talked to Carol.

"Is Axel making you feel uncomfortable?" she asked.

"He hasn't really talked to me that much since I was holding Judith one day in a cell. Carol asked him to leave." Beth said.

"Alright I need you to listen to me." Beth nodded. "If Axel starts to make you feel uncomfortable you come to me, Maggie, your father, anyone you trust. He actually got a little too friendly with you in the cell." Beth eyes widened and she looked away. "He was hitting on you."

"Oh gosh, that's… ew." Beth said and furiously shook her head. "Do you think Oscar's the same way?"

"No, I think Oscar's pretty sweet. He knows what's right and wrong." Reagan replied and Beth nodded. "Sorry but I just wanted make sure you knew what to do."

"I know now." Beth said. "Thanks for telling me."

"No problem." Reagan replied.

"Hey!" a voice called. Both girls looked up as Carol was running towards their cell. "They're back!" Beth helped Reagan get up.

"Here!" Beth said. "Daddy's taking a nap so you can use his crutches for a little bit."

"Thanks Beth." Reagan replied as the group made their way outside. Glenn opened the gate for them and they exited the car. Michonne, Daryl, Rick… Where was Axel? Carol and Reagan looked at each other. "Did you tell Rick or Daryl about Axel?" she whispered.

"No, I only told you. If he kept on bothering her I would." Carol replied with a confused look. The small group got the items out of the trunk. Rick came over and hugged Reagan then went over to Carl and Judith. Reagan made her way to Daryl.

"Where's Axel?" she asked him. He looked away from the ground and up at her. His eyes were hooded by his hair that was messy.

"Got bit, Michonne ended it." Daryl replied and Reagan nodded.

"Alright then, I guess I'll go tell Oscar." She replied. She could tell that Daryl felt bad about Axel but Reagan was kind of relieved. She didn't want him around Beth anymore, so that was one less thing to worry about.

"Rea." Daryl called and she came back to him.

"What? You okay?" she asked.

"I think Rick's gonna be okay. He was more focused today so he must be doin' better." Daryl said not making eye contact with her. She smirked a little. She gently grabbed his chin and lifted his face up so she could kiss him. "Did Herschel check up on ya?"

"Yeah, he said everything's healing well. My rib is still giving me trouble but I feel fine. Herschel's taking a nap so I just borrowed his crutches." She explained. "Maybe I can go on a run soon."

"I'd rather ya stay here for a little while after ya heal." Daryl replied. "We need to make sure you can defend yerself."

"I killed a walker yesterday and I stole your gun and you were helping me walk the entire time. I think I'll be fine." She said with a little giggle.

"You giddy 'bout killin' a walker?" he asked with a small smirk and she laughed.

"You see that!" Reagan quoted Maggie. Daryl sniffed in laughter and looked down at the ground again. "Are you okay? You seem kinda-"

"I'm fine Reagan." He didn't mean to snap at her but she nodded anyways.

"Alright." She said and squeezed his arm before she went to go find Oscar. Reagan looked at Carol and nodded. Carol had a look of realization and pursed her lips.

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"Do you have any idea of where they might be?" The Governor asked.

"I found his rag." Merle replied. "It may take a few more days but I can find 'em." Merle said.

"Look to it." The Governor said. "You find them, or I will. Seriously Dixon, how hard is it to find your own blood?"

"He's a hunter he knows to be quiet and tries not to leave tracks behind." Merle explained. The Governor spun on his heel with a fake smile to go visit with the townspeople. Merle huffed and watched as The Governor did so. The bastard was as fake as a three dollar bill but he kept his promises to his soldiers. He would find them, he set a new goal. He had to find him in two weeks. After that, he would be at a loss.

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Daryl checked both ways as he peeked out of his cell. He quietly stepped out and crept over to Reagan's cell. He went to the end of her bed and lightly tapped on the iron rod.

"Knock knock." Daryl said and she giggled.

"Who's there?" she replied.

"Ya know damn well who it is." He replied with a quiet laugh. She scooted over so he could lay down with her.

"What happened back there with Axel?" she asked.

"He was bit, I already told you." Daryl said.

"I mean, what happened?" she asked.

"I was with Michonne, Rick was with Axel. Axel had some baby stuff and was gonna go out to the truck. Next thing I know I'm hearin' him holler and we all run outside. He said for us to end it and Michonne did." Reagan nodded against his chest, both of her hands balled the material of his shirt in her fists. "How did Oscar take it?"

"Pretty well actually." She replied. "He's sad because they had become friends over the months they were in the kitchen but he realizes he's gonna lose more than he asked for."

"That's all?" Daryl asked.

"He cried a little." She said and sniffed in laughter. "Kinda reminds me of T-Dog with way he acts sometimes."

"Really?" Daryl asked.

"I saw the way he was looking at you this morning. He was just playing with you, the same way T-Dog did." She sighed. "I miss him."

"I know sweetheart." Regan smiled. She loved it when he called her sweetheart. His accent came out a little more and it made her want to laugh. "I miss him too."

"I really thought you were gonna kill him at one point." She said and he shook his head.

"Nah, too many people loved him too much." Daryl explained. Back then, the reason why he just didn't kill T-Dog was because he knew he was close to Reagan. He was helping Reagan out when she lost her brother, same as Daryl. "He was a good guy."

"He gave me the last cup of coffee." She said and he looked down at her with a mock angry look.

"You took the last cup of coffee we had back then?" he asked and she laughed against his chest.

"T-Dog made me, he threatened to poor it down my throat." She reasoned. "I'll pay you back one day. I'll make you some coffee if we ever find some." She told him. Daryl leaned down and kissed her soundly.

"You better." He said, making her laugh which made him smile.

"Go to sleep Dixon." She told him as she snuggled into his warm body.