Daryl glances over at Carol. She hasn't said anything since they started the ride. She has been deep in thought. His eyes move back to the road ahead of him and saw Sophia resting her head against Dean's back. A smile comes to his lips just as Carol spoke up. "Thank you." Daryl's eyes snap over to hers.

"For what?" Carol bites her lip as she thinks.

"For everything." Daryl raises an eyebrow before looking back at the road. "For bringing meat to all of us, for protecting the group, for what you did to Ed." Daryl's eyes snap over to her again. "Ed... He was going to kill me. I saw it in his eyes. Thank you." Daryl swallows the lump in his throat and nods. They haven't talked about it until now. Daryl was going to apologize, worried she was upset, but if he did it would definitely not be sincere. "I feel awful." She whispers, causing his eyes to snap over to her again. "I actually was hoping you'd kill him." She admits, feeling her heart beating in her chest. "I am awful for wanting someone to die."

"Ed deserved it." Daryl tells her.

"Does anyone deserve to die?"

"You said it yourself. He would have killed you. If not that night then the next. And if you were killed that would leave your daughter alone with-" Carol turns pale as her thoughts go back to what she was thinking.

"I know." Daryl looks back at the road.

"What's going on up there?" Daryl looks and sees Dean's truck keeps speeding up and slowing down.

"No clue." Daryl says with a curious expression.


"You want to play twenty questions?" Amy asks from where she sits beside Eli. Halfway through the trip, Dean decided he wanted to ride his bike, so they had pulled over and gotten Dean's bike out and Eli took over driving Dean's truck. Andrea is now riding on Merle's bike after much protest.

"Twenty questions?"

"Yeah, I ask you ten that we both have to answer and then you ask me ten that we both answer. We go back and forth."

"Okay... Sure." Eli shrugs.

"Okay, I'll start with an easy one. Favorite color."

"Green." He says without hesitation.

"Mine's blue." Eli snorts.

"Blue and pink are the colors that kids like."

"It used to be purple, but your eyes..." Eli looks over at Amy. "Your eyes made me love blue." She runs a thumb under his eyes, causing him to smile "You turn."

"Before the world ended, what was your favorite thing to do?"

"Hmm, I loved reading."

"You can do that whenever." Eli tells her.

"I know, but in my parents' house they used to have this sunroom and it used to be my favorite place to read. During the day the light shined in there and made everything sparkle and it used to feel so warm in there. At night everything came alive and I could see the different animals stalking that night, the stars in the sky, I used to love that sunroom and reading in there." Eli smiles.

"That's nice."

"What about you?"

"My dad and uncle owned this mechanic shop before all this shit happened. It's why we weren't in Drewberry. We had to deliver some bikes to this guy up in Atlanta, so we weren't home when this shit happened. But I used to love the garage. It was always boiling in there during the summer and freezing in the winter, but every memory I had was in that garage. It's where I first learned how to walk, how to talk, hell I even got potty trained in the bathroom at that shop." Amy laughs, causing Eli to smile over her. "My entire life was in that garage, but my favorite thing to do before this place went to shit was closing up the shop. My dad and I always closed up together and when we closed up we used to sit up in the office because it always had ac on or the heater depending on the season. My dad and I, we used just sit up there after closing and talk. We would stay up until midnight sometimes just drinking piss ass warm beer and talking about anything and everything. That was my favorite thing to do before the walkers."

"That's nice." Amy says, repeating his early words. Eli smiles and nods. "How my girlfriends did you have before this?" Eli's face turns red as he looks at Amy.

"W-What?"

"Oh, come on, you heard me. How my girlfriends did you have before the world went to shit?"

"None." Amy's eyes widen as she looks at Eli.

"None?"

"At my school, you got girls who either were whores or girls who thought they were too good for the Dixons. I didn't fuck whores, so..."

"Wait are you saying you're a virgin?" Eli swallows and looks away from Amy, his face turning even redder. All the blood rushed to his face leaving no a trance of pale skin. "Holy shit." Eli clears his throat.

"What about you?"

"I had one or two." Amy shrugs. "None of them really matters now. They were city boys."

"So?"

"So, compared to you they were children." Eli raises an eyebrow.

"You just learned I was a virgin. I doubt I'm much of a competition."

"Oh, trust me, Eli, you are. I don't even have to have sex with you to get..." Eli glances over at her.

"What?"

"Uh, nothing."

"Amy."

"It's just... look city boys are all the same. Skinny, weak, pathetic losers who think they're so hot and sexy, but you're..." Eli raises his eyebrow again.

"I'm?"

"Well, you don't have to think because you are. I mean, have you looked at yourself? You got the whole sexy rugged redneck down. Those city boys had to take drugs to get muscles that you have." Eli shifts and looks over at her.

"So, you aren't a virgin?" Amy blushes.

"No. My first boyfriend, can't really even call him that, but he was the popular football player in my school. Tyler Lawson. All the girls wanted him, but he asked me out. He's the type of guy that expects you to put out on the first date."

"Really?"

"Yeah and I didn't want him to think I was some loser, so I let him pressure me into it." Eli frowns as Amy shrugs, trying to act like it didn't mean anything. "Next day the whole school knew. Called me a whore for the rest of my high school career, which is why I only had two boyfriends. One from high school and one from the college I was going to before all this."

"So you had a boyfriend before this?"

"Broke up a week before this happened. Funny, huh? Perfect timing if you asked me. Found him sleeping with my roommate. A city boy too. You're not a city boy and I thought it was time to try something different after all rednecks are supposed to be tough and dangerous, but from what I've noticed it's the city boys that are cruel." Eli hums in response, not knowing what to say. "Anyways, it's my turn to ask a question, right?"

"Uh, yeah." Eli nods.

"Cool..." Amy smiles. "Want a blow job?" Eli's eyes go wide as he looks at Amy in shock.

"What?" Amy grins.

"Do. You. Want. A. Blow. Job." She says slowly, sitting extremely close to him and whispering right in his ear. Eli swallows.

"Yes." Amy moves away then and leans against the door and motions for Eli to continue. "Wait, what?"

"It's your turn."

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah, I asked, now you."

"Y-you.. You can't just..." Eli stares at her totally flabbergasted. "You can't just ask me if I want a blow job and then move on. That... That shit just don't happen. You can't get me all worked up for nothing." Amy shrugs, trying not to smile.

"It's your turn to ask." Eli stares at her before understanding comes over his face. "Well?"

"Do you want to give me a blow job?" Amy smiles as she looks at him.

"Hmm, let me think."

"Amy." She just grins at his annoyed tone. "Seriously?" She taps her chin in mock thought, causing him to glare at her. "You're a bitch."

"Shut up, I'm thinking." She says, waving him off. "Let's see... Hmm..." She cocks her head to the side, biting her lip in thought. "Do I, Amy Harrison, want to give Elijah Dixon a blow job? Hmm?" Eli glares daggers at her as she fights the urge to smile. "Hmm, such a tough decision."

"Fuck you." Eli growls as he stares at the road in front him. "Forget it, you're such a fucken bitch." Amy grins at him, but he ignores her.

As he stares at the road in front of him, he doesn't notice Amy had moved closer. He practically jumps out of his seat as he hears the zip of his jeans. He has to push on the breaks to not go right into his uncle and cousin up ahead of him when he pushed on the gas. Dean glances back with a confused look, but Eli just shrugs, trying to act normal. "Fuck Amy, you're gonna get us killed." Eli says, but Amy just grins at him.

"Relax, Eli, just relax." She runs a hand down Eli's chest, causing him to sigh. He leans back in his seat and allows Amy to pull jeans down a bit. She pulls his boxers back, causing his breathing to pick up. Amy pulls him out and stares.

"What?" Eli asks as he glances down at her.

"Nothing." Insecurity and anxiety slip in Eli then.

"What? Is it not as good a city boys or-"

"Are you kidding?" Amy asks, glancing up at him. "I didn't even know they got this big." Eli's face turns bright red as Amy looks down. "Like holy shit, does your entire family have such good genes?"

"How the fuck should I know? I don't look at my cousin's dick."

"Sorry, it's just..." Amy blushes. "I have no idea if this is actually going to fit in my mouth." Eli swallows and looks away, totally embarrassed.

"You know you don't actually have to give me a blow job, right?"

"Are you kidding? This is like... Fuck, this like totally perfect, I mean, guys dream to have a dick this amazing. There's no way in hell that I'm passing this up." Eli shifts in his seat and tries to breathe, but it's really hard when a girl is talking about your dick to you. Amy snickers at Eli's expression and looks back down at the dick. "Hmm, well, I'm up for a challenge." She leans down, licking the tip, causing Eli's breathe to rush out of him.

"Fuck." Eli pants.

"Feel good?"

"Yes." Amy takes him in, causing Eli to groan. "Fuck, Amy," He pants, his hands tightening on his wheel. He tries to keep his foot steady as she begins to bob her head. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, goddamn it Amy." He whimpers as she runs her tongue under him as she pulls off. "Amy." He whimpers as she releases him with a pop.

"Relax, Eli, I'm not done." She rubs his thigh as she kisses him. He kisses her back before she pulls away and returns to between his legs. "Can you spread your legs some more." He nods and moves his left leg some, giving her more access. She lifts him up more and leans back down. She pulls him back in, causing him to throw his head back and groan.

"Fuck, Amy." She runs her teeth across him as she pumps him in and out of her mouth. "Fuck, fuck, fuck." He is a whimpering mess, but he doesn't even care. He probably sounds like a bitch in heat, but all he cares about at the moment is Amy's wicked mouth on him. He thrusts up, unable to stop himself. He hears her choke on him, causing him to grimace. "Sorry, sorry, shit, sorry."

"It's fine, just surprised me." She says as she wipes the tears from her face.

"Fuck, you're crying, shit I'm so sorry. Fuck, I didn't mean to-"

"Eli, relax." She rubs his thigh. "It's okay, it's your first time getting a blow job. You just surprised me, you didn't hurt me. Just my gag reflex. Relax, okay, just relax." He nods and she pulls him back in and takes him as deep as she can, hollowing her cheeks to do so. Eli bites his lips as he feels her hot mouth surrounding him. Amy uses her hands to massage Eli's balls, causing him to bite harder down on his lip, tasting blood flowing into his mouth, but he didn't care about that at the moment. He swallows the sickening metallic blood and focused on Amy going down on him.

"Fuck, Amy." He whines as she squeezes his balls lightly. "Shit, you keep doing that and I'm going to lose it."

"Mm." She moans, causing Eli to gasp as the sound vibrates him all the way up to his ball.

"Shit." He throws his head back, hitting the back window, thrusting up as he comes. He doesn't care about the blood in his mouth, the throbbing pain in his head, or his split lip. He only cares about the feeling in his stomach. His body shakes as he falls over the edge and Amy sucks and licks, trying to get it all, swallowing as much as she can. Some run down his chin as she pulls off him once he finishes. She licks her lips and wipes her face.

"Shit, you taste good." She says, licking her lips some more. "Salty and sweat." She smiles before seeing his lip. "Shit, Eli, what the hell did you do to your lip?" She moves and looks at it to see a deep cut in it. "Did you bite it?"

"I'm fine." He tells her. "It's fine. Honestly, I could give less than a fuck about my lip."

"It's bleeding."

"Don't care." Amy laughs and rubs his thigh again.

"Did it feel good?" He nods as he looks at her.

"Uh huh." She grins.

"Want me to do it again some other time."

"Yes." She smiles and puts him back into his boxers and help him pull his jeans back up and zip him up. "I want to help you." He says. "It's not far I got that and you didn't get anything."

"Eli, trust me, I got something out of that." He rolls his eyes.

"Yes, but you didn't get to come." She shrugs.

"Then make me come." He looks over at her and then forward.

"But I'm driving." He whines.

"You still got a free hand." She unzips her jeans and grabs his hand.

"I-I don't know what I'm doing?"

"Don't worry, I'll show you." She slips his hand into her pants and brings his fingers inside her. "This is my clit, it's sensitive like your balls or the tip of your dick."

"So if I..." She moans as he rubs it.

"Yeah, yeah, that would definitely make me feel good."

"What else?"

"Just follow my motions." She moves his fingers in and out of her, while she has him rubbing her clit. "It's simple, just, just keep doing that." He nods as he gnaws on his lip in concentration, trying to get it right.

"Like this?" Amy nods as she leans back, her breathing now heavy.

"Yeah, yeah like that Eli." He thrusts his fingers in and out of her, rubbing her clit with his thumb. "Shit." She pants as Eli squeezes her clit between his thumb and forefinger.

"Shit, you're soaked." Eli groans as Amy pushes her jeans and underwear down more, so her ass was on the seat. Eli thrusts in and out of her, while rubbing her clit and soon she's climaxing.

"Eli!" She moans, throwing her head back. Her body shakes from it as Eli looks over at her.

"Dean is going to kill us." Amy looks up at him, still breathing heavily.

"Why?"

"Because you got come all over his seat."