I stand from the bed "I'm going to get rid of those walkers for Carol" I tell Daryl

He stands quickly and wraps his arms around my waist from behind "I'll do it."

I drop my head back onto his shoulder, my face in his neck "We'll do it together"

He nods, his hair brushes over my face as he does. I breathe him in. Even after everything Daryl still smells like Daryl. That's the thing that keeps me at peace. Daryl grabs his crossbow and we get rid of the two walkers. I block out the fact that one of them was once a kid. I have too for my own sanity. I start a fire as Daryl wraps the bodies. The sun has risen by the time Daryl comes back with the second, small body.

Carol comes out at that moment and she wraps her arms around me motherly. I jump a little in surprise. "Thank you" She whispers and pats Daryl on the arm.

I pat Carol's arm and say "We should go, that smoke might attract unwanted attention"

Daryl nods and heads back in. I move to follow but Carol grips my wrist "You and Daryl make up?"

I smile "We never really fell out." I make sure Daryl is out of earshot before saying "He thought Rick assaulted me"

Carol's eyes widen and she gasps "Why?"

"He was just paranoid. The night he found us, I was nearly raped by one of the men in the group he joined" I tell her.

"The ones that you killed?" Carol asks

I nod "Yeah. Daryl was being beaten to a pulp, Rick and Michonne were being held at gunpoint and Carl was going through the same shit I was. Daryl felt utterly helpless. That's never a good thing. He lost his trust again after that. He thought he was gonna turn around and someone would hurt me or make me disappear."

Carol nods slowly "I get that. I really do. He felt like he had to prevent something that might never happen"

I nod and look at Carol. I know she is the one who killed Karen and David. I knew when I say the wound shape on the back of their heads. The knife was a perfect match to Carol's. I didn't say anything because I was thinking the same thing. She just acted on it. I put my hand on her shoulder.

"Come on, before Daryl throws a hissy fit" I say with a smile

Carol smiles and we walk back into the building and back to the room that Carol slept in or maybe she didn't. Who knows? I was having a domestic. I grab my bag from the floor and check my knife and gun are on me. I know they are I just like to check. I see Carol grab a book. I look at the title and smile.

"I loved Tom Sawyer when I was a kid" I tell her

She looks and me and smiles before shoving the book in her bag "It was Sophia's favourite too"

I hear Daryl still in his movements for a moment before clearing his throat and saying "That car was headed downtown. I say we get up in one of the tall ones, get ourselves a view, see what we see." He says while shouldering his back, his jacket tied to the strap

"We can stay close to the buildings and keep quiet, but sooner or later, we're gonna be drawing 'em." Carol says and heads out.

I walk after her and see Daryl pick up a yellow legal pad and I smirk at him "Planning on doing some writing Daryl? Your memoirs perhaps?" I tease

His arm goes around my neck and he pulls me into his side with a quiet laugh "Paper ain' just for writing on"

"Oh really? You gonna go on and tell me the 99 uses for paper now?" I ask with a grin.

Daryl kisses my cheek "Nah, I'll just show ya"

Outside we move quickly and as quietly as possible. The streets are disturbingly empty. I'm assuming they have all congregated somewhere and knowing our fucking luck, they will have congregated in a place we need to go! I hear the groaning first. Always do. By the sounds of it there is quite a few. Daryl puts his arm out and we stop at the corner. He looks at the building across the street, the one we want to get to. The streets are packed with walkers though.

Daryl steps back after peering over the corner and takes off his bag whispering "All right, we can get up there. There's a bridge."

He takes out the yellow legal pad and smirks at me "Watch and learn, Angel" He says

He lights the pad and tosses it across the street. The fire attracts the walkers. Daryl smirks at me before grabbing my hand and rushing around the corner. Carol grabs Daryl's bag and follows quickly.