The next morning Daryl says he wants to go back to his own tent, even though Hershel said he could stay in the house, Daryl refused. He isn't completely healed yet obviously but he can walk fine, one more day of bed rest and then he can move around more. That's what Hershel tells me. I help Daryl back to his tent. He winces as I help him down onto his bed. I apologise profusely yet again.

"I'll go get you something to eat" I say and leave his tent, passing Andrea on the way. I should probably apologise to her too. My temper got the better of me…again.

"How's Daryl?" Nessa asks as she hands me a plate of food.

"He's been better" I reply with a smile. "He keeps trying to do stuff and I don't want him to push himself"

Nessa grins slyly "What kind of stuff?"

I smirk and reply "stuff"

She tuts "I live vicariously through you and you give me no details, you suck"

"Yes I do" I agree, with implications.

She laughs so hard she nearly falls out of her chair. "Slut" she says through laughing

"Bitch" I reply

"Jerk" She finishes and we grin at each other.

Glenn walks up to me looking troubled "peaches?" He asks holding a basket up

I take two and a couple of bits of jerky for Daryl "Thanks"

He smiles quickly before walking away. I call after him "Glenn, what's troubling you?"

He turns to me sharply, wide eyed "Nothing! Nothing's troubling me"

I give him a sceptical look "You know where I am when you want to stop lying to me" I say it in a whisper so no one else can hear.

He runs off and I shake my head. Andrea's already back when I move to head back to Daryl and I stop to talk to her. She looks at me terrified when I stand in front of her which makes me feel like shit.

"Andrea, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have reacted the way I did. I know you were only trying to help and you were trying to protect everyone and I respect you for that. I've got a temper and it got the better of me" I say quietly.

She grins at me "You're Scottish, being hot headed is what you guys are famous for, right?"

I laugh and nod "Yeah, we have a habit of scaring people but it wasn't my intention, forgive me?"

She grins and nods "Do you forgive me?"

"He's got no permanent damage so yeah, of course I forgive you" I reply

"You really care about him, huh?" she asks with a smile.

I smile back "Yeah, I really do"

I finally manage to get all the way to Daryl's tent without being stopped or being interrogated or apologizing, it's barely morning and I'm already exhausted. I slip into Daryl's tent to see him poking holes into the netting with one of his bolts.

"Stop that, you'll let bugs in" I scold sitting down next to his cot.

He turns of me "You took too damn long, I got bored"

I hand him the plate and a peach and the jerky. "I got you treats"

"This ain't the kind of treat I want" He mutters while staring pointedly at my breasts.

I smirk "Behave and eat your breakfast"

He does and I eat my peach, God it tastes good! I miss fresh, everything! Daryl places his empty plate next to his bed and stares at me.

"Ain't you got somethin' to do?" He asks

I stare at him blankly then stagger to my feet, "I'm sorry! Do you want to be left alone? I'll leave"

He grabs my wrist and pulls me down to sit on his cot "I didn' say that and stop apologizin', you ain't got nothing to apologize for."

I grin and lean down to kiss him. He kisses back eagerly and grabs onto the back of my neck tightly, making sure I can't get away. I twist my body so I'm half on top of him and push him back on the cot and my hair falls down over my shoulder, acting like a curtain, blocking us off from the outside world. One of my hands is placed on the cot to keep myself hovered over him, the other caresses his cheek. His hands are placed on my waist and one of his hands is already travelling up my shirt. He runs his fingers in feather light circles across my stomach making it contract and making me feel tingly all over. I giggle into his mouth at sensation. I feel him smirk and his hand moves further up until it makes contact with my bra.

"Gwen?" Rick's voice interrupts.

I groan and pull away from Daryl slowly. "I'm Coming" I call.

"I wish" Daryl mutters

I look down at him and he looks pissed "I won't be long. I'm not going to gun practice so I'll be staying here" I tell him with a laugh and stand up.

"I don' know why they need ya to approve every little decision" He growls.

I laugh again and bend down to kiss him one more time "Because men naturally can't do shit without womanly advice. Like the old saying goes 'behind every great man there's a greater woman" I tease before leaving.

"Does that make me a great man?" He asks joking as I step out the tent.

"Daryl, you are the greatest man I have ever met" I reply with complete sincerity before walking over to Shane, Rick and Jimmy.

"Hello boys, sorry for taking so long" I state with a small grin.

"No problem" Rick says "We're just discussing where Sophia might have headed."

"I'm not a very good grid searcher, I can read a map and I can get from A to B but that's about it" I confess.

Rick grins at me before flinging his arm around my shoulder and gives me a side hug "You're cute when you're clueless"

I laugh and push him off me playfully "Don't get used to it! It doesn't happen often"

When Rick touches me it's different to when Shane does it or Daryl. When Daryl touches me my stomach is filled with butterflies but it's comfortable and safe and I never want him to stop. When Shane touches me I feel uncomfortable and scared. With Rick it's like when I used to hug my brother, safe and relaxed but nothing deeper.

I look over at Shane and he clearly thinks otherwise, I swear if looks could kill Rick would be 20 feet under! Usually, in the old world, I'd shrug that off as minor jealously but now? He probably would kill Rick.

"Hey! Peach man?" Shane yells to Glenn, regaining his composure

"The creek flows south, past that farmhouse Daryl found. Maybe Sophia dropped the doll there, the current brought it downstream." Rick states, pointing at the map, for my benefit.

"So what, you think she took this road here and then she went north?" Shane asks

"Yeah, what's up that way?" Rick asks Jimmy

"A housing development. It went in maybe 10 years ago." Jimmy replies.

"Take a run up there after gun practice. I'll hold down the fort here, but take back-up. After what went down with Daryl, I don't want anyone going out alone. We stay in pairs." Rick states.

"You wanna come with me Gwen?" Shane asks

I shake my head "I'm not going to the gun practice and coming back for me is a waste of petrol"

Glenn appears and Shane takes a peach "I'll take suggestions on a partner then" He says, sounding annoyed.

Rick must have caught onto his tone and says "See how they do on the range, then take your pick."

I look at Glenn and he still looks worried and now he's staring at Rick like he wants to tell him something but he says nothing. He then looks over his shoulder at Lori, who looks at Glenn with worry in her eyes. Then Glenn looks back at Rick.

"My binoculars" Shane states

"Oh yeah, yeah" Glenn says as he is shaken out of his trance. He hands them over and then without looking at us, he storms off.

What was that about? I look at Rick, then at Lori, then back to Rick and then it clicks and I gasp out loud by accident.

"What's wrong?" Shane asks.

I shake my head "Nothing"

He frowns looking confused and opens his mouth to say something else when Patricia and Beth walk up.

"We'd like to join you for gun training today." Beth says

"Hershel's been very clear. I can't involve any of you in what we do without his okay." Rick states

"He doesn't like it, but he consented." Beth replies.

"Otis was the only one who knew guns. Now that he's gone, we gotta learn to protect ourselves. Her father saw the sense in that." Patricia states

Rick looks sceptical "No offense, but I'll ask Hershel myself."

Shane walks off to talk to Carl and I head over to Lori "You okay?" I ask her

She looks at me surprised "I'm fine"

"You can tell me anything you know, I'm here for you like you were there for me" I tell her.

She stops moving and opens her mouth to say something when Shane storms over with Carl in one hand and a gun in the other. He hands it to Lori "You're son had this"

I swear her face went red as she yelled "Rick!"