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Daryl pointed his cross bow through the door that Carol had just opened, it was the last barracks to check, the place was pretty much clean. Carol tapped her bow loudly on the floor to see if anything reacted to the noise.
"They weren't lying, this place is clean." Carol told him, he nodded looking down the isles made by the bunk beds.
"Looks like." He said walking down the center of the isles watching his feet while Carol checked the beds, she smiled running her hand over the mostly clean soft beds.
"Look at all the real beds." Carol said in awe as they finished the sweep, she ran her hands over the bed to be sure it was empty before she flopped down onto the soft mattress.
"It'll be nice havein a place again." He agreed leaning over her put his hands on the bed leaving his face only inches from hers. A low growl rumbled from his chest as he nuzzled into the nape of her neck, her short raven hair salted white blond was getting longer and it tickled his cheek.
"Mm, nice to have a minute alone." Carol added, Daryl smiled taking in her heady scent, he wanted to taste her, he ran his tongue along her law down to her collar-bone and nipped at the sensitive crook in her neck.
"Mm very nice." He whispered moving one hand to the small of her back as she wrapped herself around him, pulling his head back by the hair so she could kiss him. He had the same savory taste laced with the salty undercurrent of his efforts to keep them safe.
She pulled him down onto the bed flicking her tongue over her bottom lip before nipping it lightly. He growled running his hand down between the two of them letting it dip beneath the top of her jeans. His other hand snuck up the back of her shirt.
She moaned into his mouth as his fingers found her sensitive nub, he was scraping against his zipper painfully as soon as he felt how wet she was for him. He dipped two callous fingers into her while his thumb soothed muffled cries of ecstasy from her lips.
She tore his shirt over his head impatiently nipping along his jaw down his neck until he pushed her over the edge. She bit down hard on his shoulder to keep her self quiet, the slick coppery taste of blood followed. Daryl groaned, he loved when she did that, it let him know how well he was doing and he enjoyed her playing a little rough.
He yanked his hand away tearing her jeans off clumsily so he could feel her, he leaned back with a growl licking his wet fingers hungrily before she freed him from his jeans. She moaned at the sight of him reveling in her taste, his primal need for her, and it escalated to whimper of pleasure as he pushed inside her.
Neither of them would ever get used to how perfectly they fit together, how big he was and how tightly she wrapped around him. Even after all this time he had to stop to let himself pull it together, when he finally did start to move it was slow and languid.
He never stopped kissing her though, he would never get enough of her. He could feel her quivering around him moving closer to the edge, he grabbed her hip pulling her up into him so her every nerve ground against his pelvis.
She whimpered his name as he pushed her over the edge, she clung to him and he could feel her nails digging into his back. He growled thrusting faster and harder, she cried out his name as he kept her from coming down from the edge until he collapsed into her growling her name and kissing her neck his free hand still on her breast.
"Oh God I missed this." Carol moaned holding him close, while he lay spent on her chest, he smirked nipping at her collar-bone loving the way it made her quiver around him. He sighed rolling out of her and pulling her onto his chest, they really needed to get back to Merle and the new kids, but he just couldn't bring himself to break the moment.
"We could have our own place here, there are lots a cabins for the officers. I can hardly remember privacy." Daryl joked feeling satisfied, his lids were drooping shut, but he was doing his best to stay awake.
"And did you see the showers, they're the old pump showers which means they'll actually work." Carol mumbled letting her eyes drift closed.
"Come on now darlin' we gotta get back, Merle's already gonna have a field day." Daryl told her reluctantly, she sighed rolling over to get up. As soon as her feet touched the floor something grabbed at her ankle, she yelped pulling herself back onto the bed.
Daryl pulled out his knife kneeling in front of her to kill whatever threatened her, and then a little blond head stuck it's self over the edge of the bed.
"Meow!" The tiny cat batted at the knife with huge green eyes, Daryl broke out into a hearty laugh, Carol blushed, she was embarrassed, but it was nice to see him really laugh.
"Hi little guy, how'd you get in here?" Carol asked scooping it up and checking that it really was a male. He mewled wrapping his back paws around her arms.
"You're so cute, I'm gonna call you Roy." Carol told the cat with a satisfied nod, it seemed to mirror her nod.
"It probably belongs to one a them two." Daryl poked a hole in her fun reluctantly, she sighed setting Roy on the bed so she could get dressed.
"Well then I'll just have to ask." She told him as she pulled the shirt over her head, he chuckled getting up and dressed himself. Carol happily carried Roy back with them, she looked so happy taking care of the little kitten, he could only imagine how happy she'd looked when she had taken care of Sophia, a tiny part of him wished he could give her that again.
"What the fuck is that, dinner?" Merle asked when he saw Roy squirming in Carols arms until she released it and he climbed up onto her shoulders laying under her slung bow to drape around her neck.
"No, it's a cat Merle, and if you hurt it I'll... I'll tell Kiry." She told him petting Roy, Merle turned a shade of red Daryl had never seen trying to laugh off the huge embarrassment.
"Low blow mamma bear." Merle grumbled while Carol brought the cat closer to Liam and Brittany to see if it was there's.
"Is this little guy either of yours?" Carol asked crouched in front of them, Brittany visibly cringed, and Liam shrugged.
"Get that flea bag away from me I'm allergic to fucking cats." Brittany snarled struggling to move further away.
"So he's not either of yours?" She asked, Liam smiled despite how Brittany was yanking at the zip ties that were obviously digging into his arms.
"Your bang on there, you're welcome to 'em if ya fancy it, the Boyo looks to be a fine thing." Liam told her, she smiled to herself getting back to her feet, Daryl couldn't help but smile too.
"Now that we got that out a the way, ya took your good sweet time. Could a at least waited 'till the whole group was here before ya went off for a good fuck." Merle teased, Daryl's smile dropped off his face as he turned looking smug at Merle.
"Says the man getting road head with me and my girls in the back a the damn car." Daryl told him, Merle glared, but had to switch his focus to Carol.
"You did what?!" Carol asked her voice raising an octave, Merle put his good hand up defensively.
"Ya were all asleep, ain't like ya had to see nothin, and it sure as shit wasn't my plan." Merle told her, she shook her head irritably and the cat hissed from her shoulder.
"That is no excuse, if 'Phia had... Ugh! You are a sick man Dixon!" She snarled at him swatting him in the back of the head. Daryl smirked, and Merle swatted at him, which earned him another smack from Carol.
"Stop it, someone needs to go back and get the rest of the group." Carol told them, Merle sighed looking between the two of them.
"Fine, but if I get back and y'all are fuckin again..." Merle started until Carol and Daryl both smacked him at once. He chuckled to himself opening the gate, they all sobered as he looked back to them before pulling it open. There ruckus had brought in a couple of walkers, but nothing like it had at the prison, so they put them down quick.
"Be careful." Daryl said quietly, Merle smirked smacking Daryl on the shoulder.
"Always am brother." Merle told him heading towards the bar, he'd have to walk his ass all the way back since he couldn't drive his own damn bike anymore. It was gonna be a long fucking day.
Rick's eyes flicked to the rear view where Carl was contentedly reading his comics, he was glad Carl had Sophia, he didn't think Carl could have held it together without her. His eyes flicked to Michonne next, hell he didn't think he would be pulling himself back together if it weren't for her.
He knew Daryl and his family had taken a lot of the weight off him to lead, but she seemed to really understand what he was going through. She was fidgeting with her eye patch absently a small frown creasing her brow. It was kind of cute, she so rarely smiled, but when she did smile she was beautiful.
He shook his head slightly refocusing on the road, they had only found one road on the map that had led back towards blackburn. They were getting close now and he couldn't afford to be day dreaming, they were coming up on a building.
"Dan's Liqueur and guns, sounds like a bad combo. Might have something we can use though." Rick offered drawing the attention of Carl and Michonne. Michonne nodded ever the stoic one and Carl leaned up from the back seat to see better as they pulled over.
"Looks like it's been pretty untouched." Carl said happily, they filed out cautiously, Michonne took out the walker greedily munching on some kind of dead animal. Rick took Michonne's bad side and they went in together while Carl kept watch at the door.
The booze was gone, and the guns had been taken from the front, but as Rick made his way towards the back he saw a huge second counter, with cross bows and compound bows all hung around it, that must be where they kept the ammo.
He went over to the counter looking to see if he was right,he smiled when he saw the untouched boxes of ammunition. He turned to tell Michone and saw a walker coming up on her bad side, He moved to take it down, but when it groaned she spun around taking the things head off.
"You good?" He asked when he saw her shaking slightly, she just nodded hurrying to hop over the counter. There were two huge shipping boxes marked arrows, so they got to work loading the truck up with the crossbows, bows arrows, and ammo as fast as they could. They took the ammo first, they could always make more arrows, they also found a number of extras for the gear, and some extra bow-string. Daryl would have to sort it out when they got back.
"Hey, you did good." Rick told Michonne as they went in for the last load, she shook her head letting her hand go to her eye.
"I've never been so vulnerable." She whispered, he touched her shoulder lightly not knowing if he should comfort her.
"Even with one eye you're still one of the strongest people I've ever met." Rick told her, she chuckled scooping up her box. They hadn't left much behind, but they'd come back if they stayed.
"You're a bad liar." She told him, he stopped her with a gentle hand on her arm turning her so she would look at him.
"It's not a lie." He told her earnestly, she sighed offering him a curt nod and heading back towards the car. He sighed too picking up his own box, it was so hard to know if he was reaching her. He just hoped his quite comradeship was as helpful to her as it had been for him.
The store was the only good thing they found though, the road on this side had the same spikes blocking into the woods. Rick sighed looking over at Michonne wishing he could say something to make her smile.
Carl watched them rolling his eyes, grown ups were so strange, if you liked someone why wouldn't you just tell them. He knew it would make them both happy, but what could he do. They were always saying relationships were complicated, but so far it was just amazing.
Not that he and Sophia were dating, they had kissed, but they hadn't talked about what they actually were. He wasn't too worried about it though, it wasn't like there were a lot of other people running around out there. He really liked Sophia, but sometimes he worried that she only liked him because he was the only boy around even close to her age.
Sophia was on watch when Rick pulled up with the truck, Carl jumped out holding the crossbow he'd picked out happily. It was black with a green bone collector logo on the side, he liked the way it felt, like firing a rifle. He would finally have a silent ranged weapon with renewable ammo.
Sophia looked the crossbow over before she came over, he looked good with it, it made him look more rugged and less like a sheriff even if he did still have his dad's badge pinned to his jacket. She waved to Rick and Michonne and went to Carl.
"What ya got there Grimmes?" She asked, he smirked holding it out to her wishing he could kiss her, but he knew his dad would get mad. He was almost fifteen now, you'd think he'd be allowed to do that kind of stuff.
"We found a crap load of bows and crossbows, more ammo too, no guns though, and the road's blocked over there too." Carl told her, she ran her hand over the crossbow lovingly before she handed it back to him.
"Looks good on you Grimmes, might be hope for you yet." She told him going around to help unload, they would arm everyone with the crossbows since most of them didn't have the skill for a bow. They laid them out on the floor so everyone could take their pick.
Kiry even grabbed one, but what really grabbed her eye was a small hand bow, she thought they could hook it to Merle's prosthetic and he could fire it with his good hand. It would be nice for Merle to have a silent ranged weapon, as much as he enjoyed the up close kill it worried her that he had to get so close to them to kill them.
"I need to get back on watch." Sophia grumbled getting up and heading back to the porch, Carl waited a minute before he followed her enjoying the new weight of the crossbow and quiver over his shoulder.
"Hey. Ya need some company?" He asked, Sophia looked over from where she had been staring into space dropping the necklace she'd been worrying between her fingers.
"Ya, always got room for a boy with a crossbow." She joked, he chuckled shifting the crossbow strap over his shoulder and he suddenly understood why Daryl was always fussing with the thing.
"Where'd you get that?" He asked pointing at the necklace she was once again playing with, she looked own at it dropping it.
"I took it from that girl, the one I killed." Sophia told him, he furrowed his brow trying to remember when she'd ever killed someone.
"In woodbury?" He asked closing the distance between them trying to decide if he could hold her hand.
"Ya." She said answering his unasked question by leaning onto his shoulder and taking his hand. He wished he knew what to say to make her smile again, but he didn't get why killing that girl would bother her, she would have killed them. Instead he just kissed the top of her head standing in silence with her.
"You could kiss me again if you wanted." Sophia whispered, he smiled doing just that, they were still pretty awkward, but they were figuring this stuff out. They didn't stop at just one kiss and he might have kissed her forever if he hadn't been yanked away by a strong hand.
"Keep your lips off my niece jr. officer, brother'd kill ya if he saw that shit, and you, ya ain't keepin watch if ya can't see past this ones big head." Merle told them, Sophia smiled hugging him. He smirked patting her back with his good hand.
"Where are Mom and Dad?" She asked ignoring his chastising, he nodded back down the road he'd just walked up.
"Blackburn, it was clear, had two damn kids livin in it that we gotta figure out what to do with, but other than that the place is a fuckin God send." Merle told her, she smiled it had been so long since they'd had a place to feel safe, the prison had never really made her feel safe, more like being in a cage surrounded by enemies.
"Move it Jr." Merle said shewing him into the bar, Sophia laughed shaking her head as they went inside. The first thing Merle saw was the half a dozen cross bows floating around the room, everyone had one, then he saw Kiry studying what looked like a hand crossbow.
He went straight to her scooping her up, she shrieked looking down at the ass she now had in line of sight. She knew it was Merle, but it took a second to figure out what was going on. He set her down when they were out of line of sight.
"Merle?" She asked, but he cut her off with a breathtaking kiss, she reached up wrapping her arms around his neck holding him to her until her need for air overwhelmed the need to taste him.
"Missed ya woman." He smirked, she smiled like a love struck school girl leaning into him.
"Did you guys make it to Blackburn?" She asked as he wrapped his arms around her, nuzzling into her soft auburn hair.
"Ya, I suppose I should talk to the group hu?" He sighed, she chuckled sneaking out of his arms reluctantly, and lead him back into the main room by his good hand.
"Nice of you to join us." Rick commented when they rejoined the group, Merle flicked him off leaning over the bar and grabbed a bottle of jack with a smile.
"Ya, ya... Found Blackburn, it's exactly what we're lookin for, two kids there already gotta figure what we're doin with 'em, but that's the only snag." Merle told them taking a long slow draft aff his jack savoring the burn. God he'd missed this, it took the hard edge off his world.
"Well the road's blocked off from every direction, so we'll have to walk, one of us can take the bike and we'll start moving our supplies in." Rick told them, they all nodded happy to hear that they'd have a safe place again, because they couldn't wander any more.
"Should hide the cars, leave stocked enough for a fast get away, never hurts to be safe." Glen put in, Rick nodded. He had a hard time preparing for the worst when he was constantly hoping for the best. It didn't take long to get loaded up and on the road.
They fell into an easy formation when they walked with Hershel and Beth at the center as there weakest members, Carl was happy to test out his new crossbow. He was a damn good shot with it, but Sophia was still a better shot.
Merle knocked once on the gate with his prosthetic, and soon after the gate swung open, Carol greeted them on the other side, getting hugs from Kiry and Sophia,and even Beth.
"So is this place really safe?" Maggie asked while Merle closed the gate, Carol's smile grew wider then ever.
"Ya, it's been locked up since this started, they have everything here, even guns, but no real ammo, I guess they didn't trust these kids with any ammo." Carol told them.
"Ya gonna introduce us, or should I just feck off?" Liam asked getting a jostle from Brittany since she was the one Daryl had his crossbow lazily trained on.
"Right this is Laim MacTier, and Brittany, they were here when we got here. They wouldn't be tied up if they hadn't threatened us with guns, which turned out to be empty, I think they're pretty harmless, but it's up to the group, and whether or not they'll play nice." Carol said, Liam smirked trying to look innocent.
"I'm no chancer, not so dense to think I could cross you shower a savages." He told them, Carol frowned, he seemed pretty sure they didn't understand that he was being rude.
"Ya well we've been crossed by cowards before too." She told him, he cringed. They would figure it out, first they needed to get settled in.