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MORGAN POV
I tried to use the water to hide myself.

"What are you doing? What'd ya want?" I demanded.

"Came to to clean my shirt so you wouldn't bitch about it later." he accused.

I sighed.

"Ok, let me get dressed and I'll take it now." I said swimming to my clothes, ignoring his protests.

DARYL POV

There was no use in fighting so I just stood there and put down the crossbow and started unbuttoning my shirt. She walked up in a tank top and jeans and her hair was up in a ponytail. I rolled my eyes and gave her my shirt.

"your shirt is fine." she said plainly.

"I know that, just didn't want to hear you whine." I said defensively.

She griped the shirt with both hands and slung it up and down hard and all the dirt came off.

"There." she said giving it back to me." So what's Norman for?" she asked while I buttoned up my shirt again.

"what?" I asked.

"Your tattoo on your chest." she replied poking my chest.

"Who's Danika?" I blurted out.

MORGAN POV
So that's how its like then, huh? Show me your and Ill show you mine. Only it's telling secrets.

"I was gonna name my daughter Danika. I was 22 and..." I trailed off, picking up his crossbow." After six months I misscarried. The stress of losing all the money I spent on the wedding that never happened after I found out I was 4 weeks pregnant, Shane leaving, and not long after, my father died. I tried to hold onto her as much as I could but...it seems like everyone had to leave me all at once." I didn't want to say any more on the subject." So who's Norman?"

I started walking.

DARYL POV
I followed. Damn I hate this part. Every girl that ever cared to ask always laughed in my face after finding out about Norman. He was a good friend of mine who died of old age.

"my first dog." I mumbled.

"sorry, what?" she asked.

"my first dog" I mumbled a little louder.

"what?"

"my first dog!" I shouted.

"Oh." she said."Cool." and she stopped to pick up her bag.

MORGAN POV

I wanted say something along the lines of "aww." but he would have gotten pissed.

"Got any more?" I asked.

He lifted his right arm and it showed a gargoyle on his bicep.

"Nice." I said.

"You?" he asked as we walked up the hill back to the camp.

"welllll. I got this one." I pointed to my right arm." Danika's name. A portrait of my dad." I pulled up my shirt to show my side." ummm. My first was hello kitty on my leg done my an artist during her my back." I lifted the back of my shirt to show the Quincy cross from Bleach in the middle of my back and pink and orange pixie wings on both sides of it." I think that all." I laughed.
We stepped into the tent and silently got comfortable in our sleeping bags.

DARYL POV

I glanced at her a couple times because something was different.

"you dye your hair again? I asked.

"yea, I was bored so it seemed like a good time to." she answered.

"why red?"

"well, it's my favorite color and when I was a baby my mom left and as I got older Iv always looked like her do when I turned 18 I did all I could to change my appearance. I changed my hair color, grew it out, I got these." She pointed to my snake bites.

I nodded. I knew what it was like. My parents died when I was a teenager so all I had was Merle.

"I wonder if your brothers ok." I heard her say.

"What?" I asked suprised.

"Merle, He's out there missing a hand. Even if he cauterized the stub he must be having a hard time." her face was serious. In no way did I see any pity in her concerned expression." but he's tough. I know no one punches like him." she laughed.

I smirked. I knew that more than anybody.

MORGAN POV

In no way was I going to give him pity. He didn't need it and it would only give me a headache. I went to turn off my phone.

"what songs ya got on there?" he asked.

"Country, Rap, pop." I said putting it on Shuffle. A couple songs came on and he kept saying "pass." till Dirt Road Anthem came back on.

"That one." He said while he pulled a bad from the corner and brought out some booze.

"Thanks." I said as he gave me a Guinness.

DARYL POV

I liked this song. It had a good beat. And with. a good country song, it wouldnt be right to not have beer. I looked at her when she started singing lightly along with the song. My eyes kept going back to her lips. They weren't thin and they weren't them puffy Angelina Jolie lips neither. They moved into a nice smile as she moved her head around to the music. Maybe it was because I hadnt been with a girl in a while, Ya know, 'cuz the sudden apocalypse. But she seemed even more appealing than before.

"You look tense." she said bringing me back to reality.

"I'm fine." I said takin another swig.

"Hey, I have an idea." she said." take your shirt off and lay on your stomach."

"What?" I gave her a look.

"Trust me! Trust me!" she grinned wildly.

"I don't trust anything that can bleed out for a week every month and not die." I said back bluntly.

She laughed and reached for the bottom of my shirt.

"up!" she commanded and I gave in, taking my shirt off and took another drink before I laid on my stomach and rested my head sideways on my crosses arms.

MORGAN POV

I slid a leg over him and straddled his lower back and started messaging his shoulders. He sighed a bit as I pushed hard on a knot between his neck and shoulder. He seemed to relax, so I started making my way down his spine, running my thumbs in circles. Then I put on hand over the other in the middle of his back and pushed down popping his whole back.
He exhaled loudly.

"where'd you learn that?" he asked.

I used to do that for Shane but I wasn't going to tell Daryl that.

"just something I picked up. Had a friend who was a massues. My dad used to do this."

I rolled off of him and laid on my back, wrapping my arms around myself. I inhaled deeply and blew it all out. Then threw the top of my body up and the impact when I came back down popped my back. I let out a sigh that sounded sort of like a moan.I reached for my beer and the song I Dont Want This Night To End. By Luke Bryan came on.

"I love this song. Girl you know I don't know you but your pretty little eyes so blue are pullin me in like the moon on your skin." I sang along softly shaking my hips a bit while still laying down.
I looked over to see Daryl staring at me.

"What?" I asked.

"Why do you care what happens to my brother and me? You don't know us."

"I have a theory on why your such a deuce." I said back.

"Fuck you!"

"that right there, you don't like me because you think people don't care about you. You think your better off being he loner. No one to care about, no one to disappoint."

"I have a theory of why your such a bitch!" he countered.

"Do tell."

"You are so bitter so you go butt into other peoples damn business just so's you can feel special."

I looked at him and then went to slap him but he caught my hand and surged forward just as the chorus of the song came on.

You got your hands up, your ridin in my truck. You got the radio on, your singin every set on cruise control, Im slowly loosing hold of everything I got. Your lookin do damn hot. And I don't know what road where on, or where we've been, from staring at you. Girl, all I know is I don't want this night to end.

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