AN: Sorry about spelling errors last chapter, I was rushing to get it posted, and sorry but the beginning isn't descriptive. Y'all already know what happens and I just didn't feel like writing it...lol. I just find this find this this part really boring...And I would've updated sooner but we had some really bad snow...so sorry about that.

That day, was the day Randall's fate would be decided, once and for all. Daryl had already had a 'talk' with him. He told the group, that Randall's group had about thirty guys, and they were bad guys, which was a huge understatement.

Dale was campaigning to get Randall to stay with the group. He was seemingly fighting a one man war. That was made clear when he stood alone against the rest of the group. Therefore, Rick made the executive decision to execute him in the barn that evening. Daryl stopped Lilian as they were headed back to camp.

"Rick wants ma help," Daryl said.

"Oh, okay. I'll be in your tent. By, the way, it's just going to be me tonight...I hope that's okay," Lilian didn't know why she was nervous, but she was.

"Why wouldn't it be?"

"I don't know," she began to blush. Something about the thought of being alone in Daryl's tent was making her flustered. He brushed his lips against her's.

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Daryl came back into the tent later that night. He was furious. Lilian sat up from the sleeping bag on the floor, she wasn't sleeping, she was just thinking about everything. Emily was in Carol's tent for the night.

"What's the matter?" she asked.

"Didn't do it. Damn kid showed up..."

"Which damn kid?"

"Rick's."

"Oh. Why don't you lay down, and I'll give you a back rub? You look tense."

"Nah..." he hesitated.

"I'm pretty good if I do say so myself."

There wasn't a such thing as saying no to her, which he realized now. "Fine." Daryl laid down on his stomach on the pile of blankets. She straddled him, and started to remove his shirt. He quickly flipped over and sat up. Lilian was now straddling his lap.

"What?" she asked, curious to why he freaked out when she tried to remove his shirt.

"Changed ma mind."

"Did you have something you wanted to do instead in mind?" She grinned suggestively.

"Maybe," he smirked, and she leaned in to kiss him. Their lips danced passionately, while Daryl's hands rested on Lilian's hips.

Screams from outside interrupted them. Both of them got to their feet quickly and grabbed their weapons.

Lori kept Carl with her in her tent, as did Carol with Emily, and Mason with Olivia. Daryl and Lilian arrived to the unfortunate scene after everyone else. By that point, Rick had a gun pointed to Dale's head, as he took his dying breaths.

Daryl noticed how Rick's hands were shaking, as they were trying to hold the gun, and took it from him. Rick nodded gratefully, he didn't want to shoot Dale.

"Sorry brother," Daryl said, as he pulled the trigger.

Everyone went back to their tents with heavy hearts. Daryl even seemed sad about it. Lilian laid down, as did Daryl and they went to sleep. They felt it would be inappropriate to do anything else.

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The next morning, a memorial was held for Dale, adding a fourth grave to their small cluster. A sad truth washed over them like a cool glass of water on a hot Georgia day. This wouldn't be the last death, and they'd move on and forget about Dale, just like everyone before and after him. That was just the way the world worked now.

Everyone began to move their stuff into Hershel's house, that was the chore of the day. It was something that had to be done, (whether Dale was dead of alive). Surviving, that was the goal now, and freezing to death didn't fit into that equation. Unfortunately the house was going to be extremely cramped. Lilian began putting her clothes into her bag, and Daryl entered the tent behind her.

"I ain't tellin' ya what ta do, but, why don't ya set up next ta me?" he stated without much emotion. "Don't wan' Shane er Liam ta hurt ya."

She smiled, he wanted to keep her safe, which made her heart leap in her chest. She wanted to sleep next to him in the first place, but wasn't sure how she'd ask.

"I think I will," she smiled at him. "You want me to get your stuff together, so you can go help move the cars?" she offered.

"Guess so," he said with nod, that she took to mean thanks. Daryl disappeared, and Lilian gathered all of the items from the tent. She would miss the privacy, that was for sure. She wouldn't get a chance to pick up where she started with Daryl any time soon, which was unfortunate, but possibly a good thing. She didn't want to rush into sex. She'd made that mistake before. In fact, she'd made so many mistakes in her past. She wanted things with Daryl to be different. Nothing like they were with her past husband. She wanted for Daryl to be able to accept everything about her.

"Let me get this straight...you think you can't have kids..."

"Well...we've been trying for months!" Lilian sat down on the bed she and her husband shared, while burying her face in her hand. "Phil...I just don't know what to do."

Phil was in a state of shock, his blue eyes were fixed somewhere in the distance.

"I'll call a lawyer in the morning," he said coldly.

"A lawyer?" Lilian asked confused. "What for?"

"A divorce lawyer. An," he paused for a long moment. He'd always called her 'An'. Lil, was her brother's nickname, and he didn't want to call her 'Lily' so 'An' worked. "if you can't have kids, I don't want to be married to you..."

Her jaw dropped, she couldn't believe he was leaving her because she couldn't have kids.

"Fine. Pack you shit and leave," she wasn't going to plead with him not to leave her. That'd just be pointless. He'd made up his mind and she'd be damned if she let him take control of this divorce.

"Is that what you want?" Phil asked.

"You asked for the divorce. C'mon I ain't got all day. I'll call the landlord and have you taken off the lease."

"Okay," Phil packed his bag and left the house.

She wondered if Daryl would be like Phil, and want to end whatever they had if she told her about not being able to have kids...

AN: Again, sorry for this chapter...it's not my best work. But, I'm curious...

What do y'all think of Phil? Think long and hard about it...he's rather important to the show *wink* *wink*. As always, reviews are welcomed, let me know what you thought of this chapter. And, ideas are would be greatly apreciated.