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Chapter Ten: I Won't Say (I'm in Love)

Who'd ya think you're kidding?

He's the earth and heaven to ya

Try to keep it hidden

Honey, we can see right through ya

Girl, you can't conceal it

We know how you're feeling

Who you're thinking of

-Meg, I Won't Say (I'm in Love) (from Disney's Hercules)

"She's got it bad."

"Yep."

Maggie looked at her little sister and grinned. They were standing just outside of the prison, watching as Carol stood by the gate with her gun in hand. Daryl had been gone for a week hunting, and he was due back anytime. Both Maggie and Beth knew Carol had been growing more anxious with each passing day, and now she was practically ready to explode. They were all eager to have the roughneck return safely, but Carol needed it, even if she didn't realize it yet.

The second Daryl came into sight, Carol lit up. Maggie smirked at Beth.

"Come on. Let's go help the lovebirds."

As the words spilled from her lips, Maggie contemplated the double entendre she had unintentionally spoken.

She was spending way too much time with Glenn.

As soon as she saw Daryl, relief swept through Carol. He had been gone for a full week, and now he was finally back. Moving quickly, Carol opened the gate, allowing Daryl to drive his truck into the prison yard. She could see several deer in the bed of the truck, as well as countless squirrels and a possum or two.

He parked the truck and climbed out of the cab, his gait slow and lazy as always. "Hey."

The sound of his voice was music to her ears. She smiled warmly at him. "Hey."

Maggie and Beth chose that moment to appear. Both sisters wore smirks on their faces, as if they knew something Carol didn't know. Carol raised an inquisitive eyebrow but the Greene girls just passed her in favor of examining Daryl's haul.

With a shake of her head, Carol turned her focus on Daryl. He was filthy and reeked of blood and earth, but Carol saw past all of it. He was back and safe, which was all she could ask for.

Then it hit her.

I love him.

The thought had the same effect as a blow to her gut. When in the hell had she fallen in love with Daryl Dixon?

"Carol!"

She looked up. Daryl was standing just a few inches from her, studying her face. When he had her attention, he motioned to the truck. "The girls are gonna get Rick. They said ya had lunch ready?"

"Yeah." She started toward the prison, stopping only to make sure he was following her. He was. The smirk on his face coupled with the gentle look in his eyes made her stumble just a little.

Damn it, she was in love with Daryl Dixon.

At least out loud

I won't say I'm in love

The End.