It's kind of short, but I wasn't really feeling like writing tonight, I just wanted to update at least one of the three stories I'm currently working on =-)
Chapter 10
After a bit of arguing and a hasty funeral, the group finally agreed to head to the CDC. Rick had said he hoped they would be able to find answers there. Everyone packed up their things and started trying to sort out where everyone was riding. Eventually everyone had found a place, except for Tabatha.
She was standing around the middle of the packed up camp, staring at the place where Merle's tent had been. People had been trying to break her out of her trance the whole time they were loading up, but they had all failed. Finally, Daryl had had enough. He approached her cautiously, not wanting her to lash out at him. He placed a hand on her lower back and guided her toward his truck. She was easy to lead there. He knew the look on her face, she was lost in her own little world. The same little world she lost herself in when her aunt had died, and again when her uncle had remarried so soon after the funeral.
When Tabatha was in this world there was no talking to her, no getting through to her, no reasoning with her. She'd come out of it sooner or later. She didn't even move when they stopped to drop Jim off on the side of the road. Just stared out of the window ahead of her. Everyone had shot worried glances at Daryl's truck, no one but him understanding the process she had to go through.
She didn't really even register the commotion before they got into the CDC. She let Jenner take her blood without a word and picked at her food at dinner. Much like Shane, she took a bottle of alcohol into the shower with her. But, unlike him, she was drunk enough to lose her inhibitions faster than him.
Tabby left her shower and headed to Daryl's room. Without even announcing herself or knocking she let herself into the bathroom he was showering in. Daryl popped his head out of the shower stall and came face to face with a naked, drunk Tabatha.
"What are you doing?" he asked, shock evident on his face.
She looked at him, lust filling her eyes, "whatever I want." She answered.
With that she stepped into the shower and wrapped her arms around him. He had dreamed about this moment for long that he could barely control himself as he pushed her against the shower wall.
Their mouths found each other hungrily, her arms around his shoulders, his own on her hip and neck. She brought her leg up around his waist, causing his hand to slip down and grasp her ass. Tabatha moved of her hands down to guide him into her, letting out a low moan when their pelvises met.
They moved together frantically, each of their bodies begging for more. He moved his face into her neck.
"I knew you still loved me." he moaned against her ear.
She kissed him softly as she pulled away so she could watch his face as he spilled himself inside of her with a loud grunt. After their shower they retired to his room, where she fell asleep in his arms.
Like I said, short, but my son goes to bed in about a half hour, so I have to go through that ritual lol. I will update again, either this one or the other two stories I'm working on atm. Please read and review, let me know what you think =-)
Thank you to Alina Maxwell and Miss E Charlotte for reviewing the last chapter =-)
