*Disclaimer! I do not own any part or character of the walking dead. Just my OC.*
She set down the boxes she carried and opened them. The tv combo was an older model flat screen she had pillaged from the dump. Some idiot didn't know how to unjam a dvd and replace a bulb. So she got a free tv. The other box held a battery pack fully charged with all the wires and ends already rigged to a surge protector that she could use for the tv. "You rig that yourself? You sure it's gunna work?" He asked. She scoffed. "Ofcourse it'll work. The TV could run nonstop for two days before the battery is tapped out. You just decide which one you wanna watch first. Also, i'll be right back." she said and after hooking the tv up and turning it on, she walked into Hershels home. "Beth." She called and from the kitchen came a reply of "In here." "Can I borrow your back pillow? And can I have popcorn? I know you have a stash in the back of the pantry." She laughed as the blonde appeared, sticking her head sideways from the kitchen doorway with a finger over her mouth. "Shut up! If Maggie finds out, she'll eat it all! You can have one pack but never ask out loud again. Go ahead and get the pillow. Want me to pop it?" She nodded towards Beth and smiled widely. "Thankyou." She said and walked up the stairs to find the large black over stuffed back supporting study pillow. Tucking it under her arm, she walked back down stairs and stood leaning on the counter as she watched Beth looking out the windows every few seconds as she popped the popcorn. "Here. Don't let Maggie see it." Beth said after handing her a large white bowl filled with popcorn. "No butter spray?" She asked jokingly. Beth rolled her eyes and reached into the back of the spice cabinet where a small yellow spray bottle sat. She spritzed the popcorn and replaced it. "Thankyou." She said and walked back towards Daryls tent. Only stopping once to retrieve two water bottles from her truck.
In Daryls tent she saw the opening screen Earnest goes to camp and she laughed. "Seriously?" She laughed. "What? You said I could pick and I did. You can get the fuck outta my tent if you don't like my pick." Daryl said with a scowl. He huffed and looked back out his tent window. She sniggered and propped the pillow under her arm against the legs of his cot, setting the bowl beside her and toeing off her boots to press the play button with the tip of her toe. In the corner of her eye she saw him shift to his side, folding his arm under his pillow for better support. "Popcorn?" She asked, holding the bowl up closer for him. He hesitated briefly. Staring towards the popped kernels before sitting up and tossing his pillow down against a cot leg. He sat, leaning back with a leg bent, propping his arm on his knee. With his free hand he reached into the bowl, grabbing a handful and bringing it to his chest where he used his propped arm to toss pieces into his mouth. "When I think end of the world, I don't really think of movies and popcorn when I get hurt." He said. "Sorry. Should I go make soup and give you a dozen blankets?" She grinned. "Soup is for when someone is sick dumbass." "My bad. I could kiss it, make it better." She offered, turning to lean on her side, putting her face closer to his. "I ain't no damn kid! Does anyone say that kinda stuff to you?!" She quirked her eyebrow. "Well no, but if you're offering i'll take it." She said with a smile and laughed lightly before settling back against her pillow again. He scoffed and turned his head, a slight blush reddening his cheeks. Still smiling she placed a bottle of water beside his leg and turned her attention to the movie infront of them.
They spent hours that way, watching movies and catching a nap. By the time dinner came around, the woman with short grey hair entered the tent carrying two plates of cooked deer meat and rice. "I brought dinner." The woman said and she took both plates, handing one to Daryl as he sat further up on his pillow. "Thankyou." She said. The woman fidgeted with the hem of her shirt and glanced back outside before staring down at her. "We haven't been introduced. I'm Carol. I wanted to thankyou for helping to look for my little girl, and for helping Daryl. It means alot." The womans eyes began to water and she watched as they woman blinked rapidly to keep the tears at bay. "I'm Payne. You don't have to thank me for that. Who in their right mind could just leave a little girl to be lost in the woods? I got a bit of a soft spot for kids anyway. I'm sure i've got some good cartoon movies at home, when we find her think she'd like to watch them?" The woman smiled and the water in her eyes came closer to spilling. "She's love that." She smiled towards the woman. "And you don't have to thank me for helping Daryl either. I was just trying to save my own ass. He did all the dirty work I swear." Carol gave a small smile. "All the same. I'm grateful for both of you. Hope you like dinner." Carol said before turning and walking out of the tent.
They ate quietly even as Daryl sucked the juices off his fingers from eating the meat with his hand. Clearing her own plate quickly, she took his empty one and stood, taking their plates over to carol as she washed a few dishes in a bin. "Dinner was good. Thankyou." She said and turned to go back to Daryls tent. She snagged the empty white bowl from beside the open doorway and the pillow she had borrowed. "You leavin?" Daryl asked looking up at her. "Well you don't quite give me that 'sleep over' vibe so yea. Leavin the TV with you if you wanna watch em again. I'll be back tomorrow." She said and turned, taking the bowl into the kitchen and washing it out, and returning the pillow to Beths room. Through all the movements, she held an arm across her upper stomach. Trying hard not to let out the cry of pain as she jumped into her truck.
When she arrived home Demon was laying on the porch with his tail wagging happily, tongue lolling out. "Hey bubby. Did you have a good day?" She asked as she scratched at his fur around his ears. In response he licked at her face. with a giggle she stood, opening the front door wide enough for them both to enter and then closing it behind them, locking it for the night. Demon headed straight for his bed in the far corner, picking up a tattered teddy bear in his mouth and then turning in circles before finally laying down. He always made her smile. He was her baby. Her BIG baby. When she was younger, she had been shot and the bullet had ripped through her womb, taking one of her ovaries on its way out. The doctors then had told her she probably wouldn't be able to have children. Even if she did get pregnant, which wasn't likely at all, she wouldn't be able to carry it. Being younger then, she hadn't cared. But as she got older, the thought weighed heavy on her. Demon would probably be the only child she would ever have. And he would be enough. She smiled slightly and walked towards her bedroom, falling onto it in a heap and staring at the wall.