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Lori and Saint sat beside each other at Saint's table, both drinking a cup of tea and not talking. Lori looked around at Saint's cabin while Saint stared into her cup. She wasn't good at starting conversations on her own with someone she didn't know very well. Lori cleared her throat.

" It's nice in here." She said. Saint looked around and nodded.

" Thank you." Saint said. " So you said you wanted to talk about Shane." Lori sat up and leaned her arms on the table.

" So you don't know this but Shane and I had an affair."

Saint listened as Lori retold the story. She told Saint about Shane's attack on Lori at the CDC. She said that Rick had told her what was going on between Daryl, Saint, and Dale. Lori felt a connection with Saint because of Shane and she wanted to reach out. She had been keeping things to herself for so long, it felt good to get things off her chest.

" You have to be careful, Saint. Shane is a dangerous man. Every day I can see how he is changing every day." Lori said.

" Thank you so sharing this with me." Saint said.

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Daryl was sitting in the fold down camping chair when movement across the field. He lowered his head and cleared his throat. He adjusted himself in the chair and glanced over towards Shane who was sitting in his chair bent over his plate. Daryl glanced back over to the field as Saint and Lori were coming towards them. He squinted in the faded sunlight and kept his head down, glancing at up her. She looked up and caught his eyes. She frowned and shook her head as she stopped walking. Lori looked at her than back at Daryl. Saint shook her head again and turned away. She started back to her cabin. Daryl cleared his throat again and glanced over towards Shane who noticed Saint leaving. Daryl looked down at his bowl and started stirring his dinner as Lori joined them.

" That bitch to good go join us now?" Daryl asked. Lori frowned.

" She's not ready to see you yet." Lori said without looking at him. She started dishing out stew for Saint.

" She ain't ready to see me? I ain't even done nothin." Daryl snapped.

" Don't worry about that none, Daryl." Shane spoke up. " It's always our fault." Daryl glanced over at him than back at his plate.

" I'm going to take her dinner to her." Lori said. Shane laughed.

" So let me get this straight, first that bitch makes Daryl wait on her and now you?" Shane asked. Lori paused in her movements and looked up at him.

" I'm not waiting on her, Shane. She just had a break up with someone she cares about. I'm sure you can understand the pain she is going through." She said. Daryl looked from Lori to Shane. Everyone in the camp was trying to ignore what was happening. Daryl stood up to break the tension.

" I'm goin to bed." He said before he stormed away.

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When Daryl walked into his tent, he made sure he zipped the tent closed then walked over to his cot. There were two acorns sitting under his pillow. She hadn't left him a note. They knew Shane couldn't get into her cabin but there was no way to know if he was going into Daryl's tent. Acorns, she was thinking of him. He smiled and slipped them into his pockets. He sighed and laid down on his cot. He grabbed the walkie talkie from under the makeshift bed. He turned it on and waited for Dale's signal. He hated waiting but he knew he had to be careful.

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It was late in the night when Saint heard her door open than closed. She was laying on her side on the couch, with her eyes closed. She had waited as long as she could and hadn't realized she had fallen asleep. She heard him walking towards her but didn't open her eyes. He crouched down and swept his hand over her hair.

" Angel." He whispered. He called her Angel the same way other guys called their girlfriends Baby or Babe.

" I'm awake." She said as she opened her eyes. She smiled at him. " Can you believe that he admitted all that?" Daryl nodded but didn't say anything. Their time apart was really starting to bother him.

" You got upset." He said simply.

" I did but I'm okay now." She said. Daryl looked away and into her fire.

" Should have been me talkin to you, not Rick." He said.

" Did you really used to stared at Andrea?" Saint asked softly. He shook his head and was surprised to see the self doubt in her eyes.

" No. He's just tryin to upset you. Didn't want her than, don't want her now." Daryl said. " Andrea ain't my type."

" And what's your type?" She asked. He smiled.

" Hobbits. I like Hobbits with long hair and blue eyes." He said, making her laugh slightly.

" Thank you for the flower. It's beautiful."

" You should go to bed, Angel." He ran his hand through her hair. Sometimes it was so easy for him to touch her, sometimes he could just let himself go and touch her like he wanted. Other times, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

" I want to spend some time with you." She said. He tilted his head and smiled.

" Why you like me so much?" He asked. She smiled and sat up.

" Too many reasons to name." She said as she stood up. He shook his head and got up. "Will you lock the door?"

" I better go." Daryl said. Saint turned around and looked at him.

" Why? You just got here." She whined as she started backing up to her bed. She pulled her shirt off. He shifted.

" Shouldn't stay together long." He said. He started walking towards her, his eyes on her chest.

" But you want too." She said with a smile. She reached behind her and unhooked her bra.

" You best leave that on." He said softly. She smiled and let it fall slowly away from her. " Saint, I can't stay for that. Rick said it's not smart for us to be together." She sighed and turned away. She undid her jeans and started walking to take them off.

" Alright, well, good night then." She said.

She was smiling as she climbed onto her bed. She made a scene to crawl across it on all fours. She heard his sharp intake of breath. Saint smiled and laid down on her stomach. She linked her ankles together and looked at him. She covered her mouth with her hand to hide her smile. His hands were clutching and unclutching at his side. She was wearing one of his favorite pairs of her panties, a pair of black thongs.

" That ain't fair." He whispered.

" What? I'm just going to bed." She said.

Saint rolled over to her back, keeping her eyes on his face. She let her fingers trail lightly down the center of her chest and stomach. His eyes followed her hand's movements. She let her fingers slip into her panties. She bit her lip slowly and arched her back as she closed her eyes. She made a big show of moaning, knowing he wouldn't be able to leave her so fast then. She didn't even hear him move. She jumped when he started climbing on top of her.

" That shit ain't right and you know it." He growled down at her. She smiled up at him as he grabbed her hand and pulled it out of her panties.

" I guess we better make this fast." Saint whispered. He leaned down and ran his tongue up her neck.

" I got the walkie talkie, Dale'll give me a warning if he sees Shane." Daryl said.

" Did you do it last night?" She whispered with her eyes shut. She ran her hands up the back of his neck. He nodded, his mouth sucking and kissing her neck. " Did you like it?'

" Felt good. Did you?" His voice rumbled through her throat.

" Daryl, he's moving around at camp." Dale's voice came through the walkie. Daryl sighed and rested his head against her collarbone. Her arms dropped to the bed as she stared at the ceiling.

" Looks like I'm doing it again tonight." She said.