A/N: It's here chapter 14, Please review and enjoy it!
SillyGabby: Don't worry we will get to it. Isn't there always a reason Shane is a dick? haha. I hope that I continue to entertain you. If ever I have something that you don't like, or feel is off character please PM me :)
Disclaimer: I do not own The Walking Dead or it's characters just my own ideas and character Anastasia.
Stasia turned to the tree line and scanned the area. She didn't see anything. Maybe it was a squirrel she heard. And just as she was thinking that, Daryl walked out into the clearing from her right.
"You shouldn't be out here alone." He said as he got to the edge of the water.
Stasia sighed in relief and put her gun back on the rock, "Look who is talking."
"I'm not a woman." Daryl said mater of factly.
"And you think Walkers care if their meal is a woman or not?" Stasia took some offense to this. It was, to her, and sexist comment, "They just want to eat." She glared at him.
"I guess you have a point there, " He said watching her as she made it out the water and over to her bag, "But then again, you don't really need to worry about the dead."
She grabbed her towel and started to dry her hair. He wasn't wrong, it was the living you needed to worry about. She knew that oh too well. She always handled herself though when she crossed paths with some not so savory people, "I've told you before, " She pulled her damp hair up into her bun, "I've been alone a very long time, I can-"
"I'm not saying you can't take care of yourself," Daryl interrupted her, "If a group of people came at you, I'm sure you'd have trouble 'handling yourself', and I know both Rick and I would feel responsible."
She looked him up and down, "Why?"
"Well, I brought you here." He looked her in the eye," and Rick, being the leader- well that should be enough of a reason right there."
She started to chew her lip. She looked down at his side where the squirrel and a rabbits hung; she quickly changed the subject, "So, rabbit tonight huh?" She motioned to his kill with her hand.
He looked down at the strung up animals, "Yeah, caught a bunch in the traps I set."
Stasia bent slightly at the waist and put her holsters back on her thighs, then grabbed her bag and knives and motioned to the tree line, "Shall we head back to the camp."
Daryl held out his hand, "Ladies first." He had a smirk on his face. She shook her head and started off towards the camp, Daryl following close behind her.
Stasia was skinning a rabbit over the bucket she had previously cleaned the squirrels over. There was a small pail of water for her to clean her hands in when she was done next to her. She had a cigarette hanging from her lip. The smoke was burning her left eye so she had it closed. She told Daryl she would clean the kills and get them ready for cooking since he went out and caught them. After she had her first rabbit cleaned she put the now skinless and gutless body into a pot. She wiped the sweat off her brow with the back of her hand and took a drag of the cigarette, letting the smoke out she grabbed the next rabbit and started working on cleaning next one.
Sofia plopped down in front of Stasia with a disgusted look on her face, "That's gross."
Stasia looked at the little girl across from her, "It's good eating though," She was about to pull out the entrails of the rabbit, "are you sure you want to watch this?"
Sofia seemed to ponder this, "I don't mind."
Stasia shrugged her shoulders and shook her head a little bit letting out a amused chuckle. She went along with cleaning the rabbit.
"Ewwwwwwwww," The girl said dramatically. That made Stasia laugh again and shake her head, "why doesn't that gross you out?"
Stasia dropped the intestines into the bucket, sucking smoke from her cigarette and blowing it out the corner of her mouth, "I've been doing it a long time, and we have to eat, right?" She smiled at the little girl.
Sofia looked from the rabbit to Stasia and said, "Yeah. How long?"
"How long what?" Stasia dumped the rest of the insides into the bucket and looked at Sofia.
"How long have you been doing this," Sofia motioned to the rabbit with her tiny hand.
"Oh, um, since I was about your age, what are you 10?" Stasia started to skin the rabbit.
"NO!" Sofia said loudly, she sounded offened like many kids did when you guessed their age too young, "I'm 12."
"Oh, well I'm sorry." Stasia laughed a little bit, taking her last drag of her cigarette, flicking it away after knocking the cherry off and squashing it with her boot.
"Sofia, you aren't bothering Stasia are you?" Carol had walked up and put her hand on Sofia's shoulder, but was looking at Stasia for the answer.
"She isn't bothering me, just askin me about myself. Being curious." Stasia smiled at Carol assuring her that the child was fine and not at all a bother.
"Well," Carol looked down at Sofia this time, "It's time for your tutoring."
"UUggghhh, ooookayyy." Sofia groaned, stood and started slowly walking to where Lori and Carl where.
"I'm sorry if she was bugging you, Stasia," Carol was watching Sofia walk, the girl dragging her feet.
Stasia looked up at Carol, "She wasn't bothering me at all."
There was something about Carol, she seemed like she was broken. She had this timid look about her. She wasn't fully sure what it was. She didn't want to know to be honest.
Carol sat next to Stasia when Sofia sat with Lori and Carl and had started to read from the book Lori and handed her, "I wanted to thank you for getting those clothes for Sofia." Carol looked at Stasia.
"It was no problem at all," Stasia met her gaze, "She was going to need them eventually."
Carol looked down at her fidgeting fingers and then back up to Stasia, she smiled a small smile then stood, "Well, I have to go help with tutoring," She patted her thighs awkwardly and then walked over to where the children and Lori was.
Stasia yanked away from the last of the skin dropping the flesh into the bucket. She tossed the rabbit into the pot with the other rabbits. She grabbed the next rabbit and stopped just as she was about to cut open it's belly, she looked up and around at the camp.
She studied each person. The people she liked, and the person she didn't. Her eye's fell upon Rick; he was speaking with Dale. Rick had his hands on his hips, standing relaxed. Dale was saying something while rubbing his beard.
Stasia looked to where Andrea was, on top of the RV, she wasn't doing anything too exciting she was just sitting in a lawn chair looking over the area. There wasn't much going on, Stasia was sure she had to be bored.
Lori, Carol, and the children were looking over books and notepads. T-dog and Glenn where stacking bunches of wood, making piles to light for the fire that night. Shane was doing something under the hood of the Jeep. Stasia secretly wished for it to fall.
"Are these ready to be cooked?" Daryl had walked up and tapped the pot filled with the skinned carcasses of the rabbits, in his hands were large wooden skewers.
Stasia looked up at Daryl and nodded. Daryl then sat and took a skinned rabbit and started to put the skewers through the back of the rabbit, you can guess where, and out through its mouth. Stasia had started to gut the rabbit she had in her hand, chewing on the inside of her cheek as she concentrated on her work. She had pulled out all then uneatable parts of it and started skinning it.
"So, the CDC. What was that like?" Stasia asked Daryl, looking over at him briefly then back down at her rabbit continuing to cut and pull the skin from it's flesh.
"The only good things I can say about the CDC, is that there was electricity, hot water, food, and booze." He had finished skewering the first rabbit leaning the wood against his leg so the meat wouldn't touch the dirt.
"Hot water," Stasia smiled a little bit, you never knew how much you took hot water for granted until you didn't have it anymore, "There was nothing better than a hot shower after a long day," she put the rabbit, now skinless, into the bucket. Grabbed the last one and started working on gutting that one, "Except maybe some Jack Daniels."
Daryl nodded his head, she guessed in agreement. He had grabbed the next skewer and started putting the rabbit on it. Stasia dumped the innards into the bucket and then looked at him, "So that guy that was there, I can't remember what T-dog said his name was, " she looked back at the rabbit and started the skinning process. To her, rabbits where harder to skin than a squirrel for some reason. She never really liked it, "He had no idea what caused it, the whole coming back from the dead thing?"
"Jenner," Daryl had finished the second rabbit and was working on the third. Stasia was glad she wasn't doing that, "Doesn't matter what his name was now, but no. Just that only the brain stem came back, or something like that."
"Ah, fuck," Stasia groaned looking at her finger where she cut it slightly. It wasn't bad, but it still bled.
"What happened?" Daryl asked her eyeing her finger, grabbing the rabbit from her other hand finishing ripping off the skin and skewing it on the wooden stick.
"I just nicked my finger," She stuck her hands in the pail with the water and got all the rabbits blood off her hand and looked back at her finger, just as she thought it was only just a few layers of skin deep. Nothing to be worried about, She held her index finger to Daryl, "See?"
"Better make sure that doesn't get infected," He said grabbing the skewers and standing.
"I'll be fine, I've had worse." She stood also, grabbing the bucket with the entrails and skins, "Where have y'all been dumping this shit?"
"Let me go give these to T-dog and I'll come show you." Daryl started to walk off.
"I don't need you to come, I-" She started to say.
Daryl turned his head over his shoulder to look at her as he walked, "I don't care."
Stasia sighed and rolled her eyes, she didn't think she would get used to having to always have someone with her.
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