A/N - Thanks for the reviews to my last chapter. I had a real dilemma with this chapter. I have the whole story planned out in my head but wasn't sure whether to tweak this chapter a little to create more drama and tension! In the end I just decided to just go with the original version; and save the drama for the next few chapters.
In response to celia azul I hadn't put an exact ago on Sienna, but I guess I see her as being a good 10+ years younger than Daryl as his TWD wiki lists him as being early to mid 40's! So I guess pushing the 30 mark.
Snowfur09 Thanks for your comments, I really appreciate having things pointed out that might be confusing to the reader! I think here it is just a case of the sentence was a little clumsy and I have gone back and edited it to hopefully clear that up. It should read that the east coast, from New Jersey up to Maine (I see the states south of this as still being infected), barring the major cities is in green. Then the west coast, California up to Oregon, barring the major cities too is also in green. Hope that's a bit clearer, although still not worded the best!
"Sorry to interrupt." All eyes looked up to see Tara walking into the kitchen where Daryl had been meeting with Rick, Carol, Glenn and Michonne to discuss their urgent plans to abandon Alexandria and return to the military base and refugee centre.
Tara was holding baby Judith and her face looked a little apprehensive as her eyes fell to Rick.
Daryl looked at Judith in her arms, it was amazing how much 'ass-kicker' had changed just in the few months he had been away. She was really starting to look like Lori now, which made him happy.
"The doctor wants to speak to you," Tara said to Rick. "She's with Denise and Carl at the moment."
"Right," Rick replied seriously. "We're done here. I'll need to call a meeting with everyone." He put his hand up to his head. He knew he had a duty to explain the situation and it couldn't wait. By now rumours would be running rife. There weren't that many people left here in their small survival town - two 'wolf' attacks and a mega herd had wiped out a lot of the original Alexandrian's, including their original leader, Deanna. But out of the core group Rick had arrived with, apart from Father Gabriel, everyone had so far managed to defend themselves still, and they were tighter than ever. Rick knew he owed them the truth about the circumstances surrounding Daryl's return and his decision to therefore abandon their home here at Alexandria.
"It's urgent, Rick," Tara insisted. Moving across to hand Judith over to Carol.
"We can get everyone together to explain things," Glenn said in response to Rick's strained expression, and he looked to Daryl for confirmation.
Daryl responded to Glenn with a quick nod of the head. He looked back to Rick, who seeming satisfied they had it under control, turned to leave the room with Tara.
"I'll need to sort Judith out," Carol said looking at Glenn. "I should make you something to eat too," she added, addressing Daryl.
Before Daryl had the chance to protest, Glenn and Michonne had already left the room to start grouping everyone together, and his rumbling stomach reminded him that he did need to eat. Daryl knew there was a good chance by now that everyone would be aware of where he had been, and Glenn would need to break it to them that Rick's decision was to leave here to travel back there again with him and his new people.
He looked back to Carol, he could tell by his friends body language that she still wasn't entirely comfortable with the decision. Just like him, Carol was damaged and she had been through too much to let her walls down easily. At this point she could only think in terms of survival and Daryl respected that.
He took a step towards her and Judith and he held his finger out to touch the little girl's hand. She looked at him curiously for a second, before she broke into a shy dimpled grin.
"She remembers you," Carol said, smiling too. "Here," she said holding the infant out for him to hold.
Daryl was quick to take her into his strong arms, it had been a while since he'd had the chance to hold Rick's baby daughter, he'd forgotten how good it felt to smell the top of her soft baby hair, and to hold her warm little body against his chest. "Hello sweetheart, you been looking after your daddy while I've been gone?" He asked in a gentle, soothing voice, that came out only around her. Judith made a sound and eyed him with interest as he continued to speak to her quietly, making her giggle, while Carol turned her back to them to fix him some casserole.
"You look tired," Carol said to Daryl, placing the bowl down in front of him and reaching to take Judith back, as Rick's daughter held out her chubby little arms in response. "Your old rooms still up there." Carol gestured with her head, her green eyes twinkling now. "We haven't moved a thing."
"Thanks," Daryl mumbled. He felt touched and a tad awkward both at the same time. He had known his friends wouldn't have given up on him that quickly. He was one of them and they would have held out hope for a lot longer that he would had returned. Leaving his room be, had probably been Carol's doing. Her way of saying she believed he would come back. But Daryl couldn't help but also feel a little awkward that he hadn't really missed sleeping in it. Not when he'd had an equally comfortable bed elsewhere.
Judith started to cry and Carol patted her back. "I should go and settle her down upstairs." She made a calming sound in Judith's ear and stroked her hair. "She's tired."
Daryl nodded, he wanted to catch up with Carol properly, but he could tell now wasn't the right time. He watched as she wandered out the room to leave him alone. He could hear voices coming from the other room. He imagined Michonne and Glenn had gathered people together to go over the situation and their plans. He knew he should go in and join them too, but at that moment he couldn't quite face it. He just craved a moment alone first.
"So what are you saying exactly?" Rick asked, stood in front of Amelia, his forehead creased with worry. "You can help him?"
"With the swelling on the upper lid, it's impossible to assess the damage properly, he would need to be put under a general anaesthetic before we could tell precisely what needs to be done, whether the laceration from the bullet has effected the cornea and his sight and how badly. It's serious, and I'm not an ophthalmologist, I'm a nureo- surgeon, it's not my speciality. I can do it. But if there is any chance of saving his eye, we need to get him back to the hospital where I can operate safely. He'll need stronger antibiotics soon too."
Amelia stopped talking. She was never one to bull-shit people. She enjoyed a challenge and she wanted to help this kid. Hopefully with the right equipment she could. Hopefully.
Rick started intensely at the woman in front of him, her words swimming around in his brain. Was there really a chance she could help his boy? He had only just met her. But he trusted her, because Daryl did. Daryl had said she was a respected surgeon, and right now, she did seem to know what she was talking about. So, if there was even the slightest possibility she could help his son, Rick would take it. Up until now, they had only been able to think as far as keeping Carl alive and the infection at bay. But she was saying she might actually be able to save his eye and his sight. That would simply be incredible!
"Dad," Carl spoke up from where he was lying in the bed with his eye bandaged up, his voice was weak and croaky and Rick hated seeing him like this, so scared and vulnerable.
"It's going to be okay, son," Rick said gently, patting Carl's shoulder. "Rest now. Tomorrow we're taking you to a proper hospital." As the words came out of his mouth Rick realized how ludicrous they actually sounded. There were no 'proper' hospitals anymore, no civilised society of any kind. Wasn't that what they'd all had to slowly come to terms with over the past nearly two years?
Could Rick really allow himself to believe that there could be an end to their suffering in sight?
Rick knew that Daryl wouldn't say anything unless it was the real deal. Daryl had grown as hardened and cynical by their experiences as the rest of them. They had become so adept at surviving for themselves. They had done the unspeakable to defend each other and now their new home, here at Alexandra. Rick knew he could never return to the guy he had been before. Could he?
Daryl was perched down by the windowsill quietly to the side of Glenn and Michonne. All of his old group, apart from Rick, Carol and Carl were in there - along with Spencer and a couple of the few original Alexandrians that were left. The numbers had reduced significantly since Daryl had last been here. But thankfully everyone that had arrived here from the prison days was still alive.
Sienna was sat on one of the sofa's next to Sam and Kyle. She looked a little awkward as all eyes in the room seemed to be drawn to them. Everyone seemed fascinated with the people that had arrived back here with Daryl. Sam in contrast to Sienna, seemed to be enjoying all the attention and now that Glenn had finished talking, Sam had been busy answering all their questions. He had an air of confidence about him that showed he was happy being centre of attention.
"You're from England? I studied over in London for a year, had an amazing time," Spencer spoke up with a charming smile, his gaze fixed only on Sienna.
Daryl could tell Sienna was feeling a little uncomfortable as he watched her through the long hair falling into his eyes. Her cheeks had a tinge of pink and her eyelashes blinked as she broke into a shy smile. Daryl could also tell exactly what Spencer was thinking, the younger guy had barely been able to take his eyes off her, ever since he had joined them. There was a definite interest there that went beyond a friendly curiosity.
"Oh, really," she replied politely. "Yeah, we came over with the military as soon as they allowed the media to travel again."
"We've come over to save your asses," Sam said loudly with a cocky smirk.
From where he was sat beside him, Kyle raised a brow as Daryl said gruffly with an amused undertone, "That right pretty boy," and Daryl smirked too, as Sam just held up his hands. Daryl knew Sam had a big mouth, but he wasn't a bad person. He'd accepted Daryl straight away and he had put himself in danger to come back here to Alexandria too, when he hadn't to.
"So, you journalists still have an internet connection?" Glenn asked this time with genuine curiosity. His question sounded impossible. Internet and telecommunications were part of their old world, not their new one. But, maybe, deep down, they had all just been clinging on for the day that something like this would happen out of the blue, and they could all go back to how things had been before.
"Yeah, but it's not like it was. It's much more basic," Sienna replied.
"You can get online if you know the right people, but sorry guys, I don't think your Facebook accounts will still be up," Sam joked, averting all attention back to him. "But when we get back there, you can certainly check out some of my short films about the apocalypse."
Sienna rolled her eyes, she could tell that was really the last thing on these people's minds. But from the amused faces around her she could also tell that perhaps they needed to make a little light of the world again after everything they had been through. Her gaze shifted over to Daryl again and both their blue eyes met briefly. They had barely had the chance to say anything to each other now they were back. He had been understandably busy making plans, and now he looked tired and not in the mood for small talk. His head had been down as he had been munching on some food, he had just listened to their conversation, only speaking up every now and again to grunt the occasional comment or answer a question.
"So, who do you work for, a publication?" Spencer asked, again focusing in directly on Sienna. His eyes filling with something Daryl instantly recognised as sexual attraction now. And a hot stab of jealousy caught Daryl off guard. He knew no-one in his group would be aware of how involved he was with Sienna - the mysterious and beautiful blonde, part of the new people he had turned up with earlier that day. Daryl had tried to casually make it obvious to Rick, but he knew he hadn't done the best job, he wasn't the best with words or actions, and Rick had seemed pretty pre-occupied with everything else to have given it a second thought. Daryl had never exactly been a ladies man, so Rick had probably just naturally assumed he and Sienna had simply formed a friendship. It wouldn't have crossed his mind that they would have been sleeping together.
Looking at Spencer now it bothered Daryl that he ogled Sienna, although as gorgeous as she was, he should expect it. Especially from Spencer who was young, handsome and confident. Someone probably far better suited to Sienna than he was, the insecure side of Daryl thought. He gritted his teeth and narrowed his eyes, hiding behind his hair, and Daryl half hoped Sam would open that big mouth of his again to make some kind of reference to Sienna's involvement with him - just to get it out there.
Instead Sienna replied politely to Spencer's question, "I just work for a small media outlet we sell into several publications." Daryl eyed her carefully, she was wearing a tight black tank top, one he particularly liked. She turned to flash her pretty eyes over in his direction again, while biting her lower lip and smiling. Daryl couldn't help but smile a little back.
"She's just being modest. Her work is great," Sam interrupted, seeming to only spark Spencer's interest more.
The room fell silent for a moment, the group conversation coming to a close.
Glenn and Maggie stood up first to make their way back to their own house for their final night here. Glenn looked to Daryl to exchange a look to indicate everything was good for now as he and Maggie left.
Following them, Abraham, Rosita and Eugene stood up too. "Good to have you back with us," Abraham said, shaking Daryl's hand firmly as Rosita smiled a little awkwardly at Sienna, Sam, Louie and Kyle. Behind her, Eugene stepped forward to open his mouth and blurt out, "It's good to have you folks here... We haven't see people as smart looking as y'all for a good while, and you might just be the most attractive person I have ever met." He said with a straight face as his eyes bore into Sienna, and she smiled warmly back at him, feeling a little lost for anything to say in return.
"Well, night then folks," Abraham interrupted loudly, breaking the tense moment.
…
With fewer people in the room the atmosphere relaxed a little. Strangers were never accepted straight away, but Daryl's group had seemed slightly more willing to take to the people he had returned with on this occasion. Sienna and the others had certainly taken them by surprize, but they also represented a little glimmer of hope that things out there could get better. Daryl was glad he had given them that, and he felt full of relief that he had finally made it back to them at last.
….
Glancing around, Sienna's stomach went into a nervous flutter, she was good at putting on a front, a brave face when she needed to. She had done her best to appear smooth and collected here, but inside she was a web of insecurities. Daryl came from a group of people that were connected at the most basic level, they had formed an un-breakable bond. It wasn't like her friendships since the outbreak, they both cared about and looked out for each other- but they hadn't had to kill for each other, they hadn't had to wake each day wondering which one of them might be gone before nightfall. She couldn't contemplate what these people had lived through. What they would still be willing to do for each other.
...
Daryl moved in a little closer to the group, edging closer to where Sienna was sat he still kept a small distance as his lined eyes rested on her.
She wondered what he was thinking. Whether he wanted to cool things a little between them, now there were more serious and pressing issues at stake. She wouldn't blame him if he did. She knew he cared about what these people thought. She did too. He wouldn't want them to think he had stayed away due to some impulsive romance. Even though she knew what had happened, was far from that.
Right now, everyone seemed to be winding down for the night. Maggie had shown Sienna and the others the empty houses that Sienna's group and the soldiers could crash in for the night. But Sienna hadn't had the chance to ask Daryl what he would be doing. She figured it would possibly be best for him to stay with his friends, whilst she went with hers.
"Sounds like Judith's gone to sleep, she must be a little unsettled," Michonne commented in the now quiet room. The infant had been crying on and off for the past hour and Carol had been up with her trying to sooth her off to sleep.
"Sounds like she's got the right idea, I'm heading to bed too," Spencer piped up. His eyes once again falling on Sienna. "Let me know if you need anything," he added, flashing another smooth smile in her direction.
Daryl was unable to stop the deep scowl appearing on his lips. If he was honest he'd never liked Spencer all that much, it was the same crap all over again - good-looking, rich guy, knowing how to talk-the-talk to impress people. Except here Rick had never fallen for it and neither had Daryl.
Though to be fair, again Daryl remembered that Spencer wasn't aware of the type of relationship he had with Sienna, yet. Daryl shifted a little closer to her and subtly tapped her ankle. "You tired?" He asked quietly. Sam, Louie and Kyle were busy chatting with Michonne, Sasha and Spencer again and everyone else had now left.
Sienna gave him a quick nod of her blonde head. A smile flickering in her eyes just for him, and Daryl was sucked in by it. "Come on, I'll show you up," he said in his deep, gravelly voice, gesturing with his head towards the door.
"So, this is where the other half live," Sienna joked as they made their way up the stairs and across the landing of the stylish and spacious house. Daryl had really played down how nice the properties were here in Alexandria.
He remained straight-faced as he led her into the room he had finally claimed as his own, after some persuading from Carol.
Sienna looked around the room, the double bed at the centre looked big and comfortable with a large colourful print of a red sunset hanging over it. There was a built in wardrobe running along one wall, along with a vanity table and chair, more drawers and a big mirror on the wall to the other side of the bed. Someone with good taste in interiors had worked hard. It wasn't what she had expected at all.
With his hands resting on his hips, Daryl took in her cute smirk as she looked around. Carol hadn't been lying when she had said she had left his room the same. It looked as though she had made his bed, for which right now he was grateful, but Carol had left the crumpled maps he had been studying on the floor, along with a few of his other discarded belongings - some of his dirty and creased clothes, a spare pair of boots he had picked up, some arrows and a couple of books that Aaron had leant him.
"Wow, nice room," Sienna remarked further, her blue eyes widening as she took it all in. She could tell it had been his room by the few things scattered around, she had come to learn Daryl wasn't the tidiest. But then neither was she, so they suited each other perfectly.
"S'alright I suppose," he shrugged with a hint of embarrassment. He'd have been just as happy in one of the smaller ones or on the sofa.
"1984, good choice," she said sounding impressed as she arched a brow and picked up one of the books on the floor by his bed.
"I aint really started it yet, it was Aaron's," he confessed. Daryl had taken it with the intention of reading it but he had never found any motivation to do so.
He walked over to the bed to flop on it and lie back with his eyes closed, shutting everything out for a moment. "Don't think I ever wanna get up," he mumbled opening his eyes to see her stood over him. He sat back up and grabbed her hand to pull her down beside him. Allowing his eyes to rest on her face.
Sienna blushed a little under his intense gaze, now that they were finally alone, "This place, Daryl, it's not what I expected, these people have made a real life here," she said, her tone serious.
"Aint real," he responded, letting out a long breath. "Y'know that…..All this, it was nice to dream for a bit…..but…" He broke off, putting his hand up to run through his long scraggly hair. They'd never really been able to relax here, there had always been some drama or dangerous situation to have to deal with.
"I know," she agreed, breaking the silence. "But, jeez, I can think of worse places to sit out the end of the world and dream," she joked again. The truth being she was still shocked at the small idealistic town they had discovered. Fully functioning with a group that appeared to still have their humanity and morals somehow intact.
"If things had been different," she started hesitantly. "Would you have wanted to stay here?"
He averted her gaze and put his hand up to stroke his beard. He was almost glad with the situation that had un-folded. The path of the deadly, mega herd, had meant that there was no debate to be had about staying here. But, if there had have been - what would he have done? He knew he would have had to have sacrificed something, or someone. Would he have stayed, or would he have left everyone to start a new life away from here? Could he have left the others behind if they had insisted on staying? Being with Sienna had made him truly happy for the first time ever, all the things she did to him and made him feel. He hadn't thought he would ever find anyone that truly 'got him', like she did. But, seeing Rick, Carol and the others had reinforced to Daryl what they meant to him too. Could he have abandoned that and the past couple of years?
Sienna could see the haunted look start to appear in his eyes again as he turned back to look at her and he tried to explain, "I've never been part of anything before them. Not anything good anyway. My life was shit before…...Then they accepted me. I'm one of em.."
Slowly she took his face in her hands moving her eyes over him as if she was reading. Her palms were warm and they comforted Daryl. He looked back at the strange, beautiful woman sat here with him in the room he'd only ever spent any real time in alone before. He knew he was slowly starting to come un-done with her. She was making him 'let her in' more and more each day - in a way he had never thought would be possible for him.
"Would you?" He asked, his eyes softening knowing in some way he was testing her now, "Would ya stay here in this place, if things were different?"
"Depends," she simply replied, blinking to flutter her lashes as they looked at each other.
Daryl put his thumb under her chin to gently draw her closer to his face. He was done talking now, as he quickly moved his mouth in to hers, connecting their lips together to kiss her with confidence as he ran his fingers over her jaw and his hair fell against her cheek. He wanted to show her even though he was back amongst his people, he still cared about her, he still wanted and needed her. Now they were alone, he had the chance to do that properly. He could open up to her again fully. He pushed her back on the bed, increasing the pressure of his lips. He hadn't intended on this happening here, but on some basic level he knew he needed it. He needed her. To feel their connection physically, to release himself inside her. He wasn't the same lonely, grieving person he had been the last time he had slept in this room, desperately trying to cling on to anything in order to stay alive. Now that he had Sienna he was different, she seemed to reach him deeper than anyone else had, not allowing him to retreat when stuff got personal or intimate.
He wanted to remain the person he had become with her.
He broke the kiss to place his mouth on her neck, he could tell by her body language she was a little apprehensive about doing this here, but he wasn't. He hadn't wanted her to go with Sam and the others without him to one of the empty houses for the night, and he knew it wouldn't have been right for him to have accompanied her there either, and not to have stayed here in his old house with his friends.
He continued to kiss her neck and she didn't object, his breath hot against her tingling skin. She reached up to tangle her fingers through his long hair and her eyes fluttered shut. Sienna hadn't been expecting this, she had half wondered whether Daryl would have distanced himself again a little until his group were back to safety, and she would have had to wait to be with him again like this. But she was pleasantly surprised that he seemed to have gone the other way. She felt the hard lump of his erection straining against his jeans, pressing into her as he pushed his body against her even more. She smiled to herself, and a euphoric rush hit her that he still wanted her just as much in that way.
She curled her hand over his stubbly cheek and lifted his head up for another rough kiss. Her other hand quickly moved underneath his shirt to trail her fingers over his back. He didn't even flinch now when she touched his scars, and to her it was as though they weren't even there, all she felt was his ripped muscles moving under her fingertips. She pushed her groin up to increase the pressure between them.
Daryl cursed deeply into her mouth as her felt an uncontrollable heat firing up inside him again. 'She' did that to him. "You're killing me woman," he groaned, breaking the kiss once again, to tug her top over her head, fumbling to undo the clasp to her bra. He knew anyone could potentially interrupt them at any point, there was no lock to his bedroom door. But that wasn't going to stop him now, nothing was. He was full of arousal and lust. The fire she had ignited in him, was burning now stronger than ever.
He threw her bra to the floor, both their jeans and underwear quickly following. Daryl's hands were all over Sienna's body, touching her everywhere, inching up her inner thigh to find her wetness, all for him. He teased his fingers over her making her moan, and his eyes dark with lust watched her reaction carefully as he touched her, and he became overcome with a wild animalistic desire. Unable to hold back anymore, he re-positioned himself to push his painfully hard penis inside her. She let out an instant moan at the deep burn of the sensation as he took full control and started to thrust into her in a steady, strong rhythm, faster and faster.
Daryl tried his hardest to hold back his gruff groans of intense pleasure, muffling them into the side of Sienna's face. He knew they weren't alone in the house and they could quite possibly be over-heard. Daryl also knew despite how quiet they were trying to be, the squeaking of the bedsprings and banging of the head-board would still give them away if nothing else. Both, Rick and the kids, and Carol, had their rooms positioned to the other end of the house so the sound probably wouldn't travel that far, but Michonne's rooms was right next to his and she had jokingly complained on more than one occasion about his snoring keeping her awake at night, so if the other's couldn't hear him, there was a good chance she still would be able to.
But that didn't faze Daryl.
Sienna moved her long legs up to wrap around his waist as he pressed his forehead against hers so he could look at her eyes, her pupils were dilating as he slammed himself inside her. His body having been un-touched for so long before he had found her, was still so responsive to the feel of her, of being inside her and having her soft skin against his rougher skin. She made him come alive, and right now a primal urge seemed to over-take him as he thrust himself into her even deeper and harder. It was as though he had no control of his body, his heart beating furiously out of his chest. It had been a while since they had done this. He desperately needed it. In that moment he couldn't see, he couldn't think, all he could do was concentrate on the almost unbearable pleasure as he moved as fast and hard as he could. His hands gripped her hips roughly as he bit down on the sensitive skin at the side of her neck. She suddenly let out a noise between a sigh and a scream and he could feel her tightening around him as he felt his own indescribable sensation building and he buried his sweaty face into her hair, stifling his deep growl as his powerful release shot through him, making his whole body shudder.
Panting for breath, the pleasure receding, Daryl rolled over to lie beside her. Feeling completely satisfied now, and more relaxed than he had done in a while, he reached for her hand and moved his hair away from his eyes to look at her. She looked serious and thoughtful. He wondered if he had been too rough with her, he had gotten a little carried away. "You okay?" he asked.
She nodded, but didn't answer.
"If I was too…..I'm sorry…...just needed that…y'know…" Daryl mumbled awkwardly, his dark blue eyes awash with concern all of a sudden.
She turned to him and smiled. "You weren't….…it's just that….." she paused.
"Just what?"
She bit down on her lip as she peered at him through her long lashes. A slight crimson crept up her flushed cheeks, as her eyes lit up and she replied, "It's just…I don't think I've ever come like that before."
Daryl's features relaxed and a proud grin appeared on his face. A that moment he felt like could fly. A warm glow spread inside him as he stretched his arm out to draw her in even closer to him, allowing her to rest her head against the soft hairs on his chest. The world might be flooded with darkness still, there was danger everywhere, and who knew what the next - day, week, month - was going to bring. But with Sienna, Daryl felt safe, as though maybe he could handle anything now.
He planted a small kiss on her hair, he hadn't forgotten she had told him she loved him not so long ago. No-one had ever said that to him before, and slowly he was starting to believe her. He wanted to say it too, because he knew she meant something pretty fucking special to him. But, was he really capable of love? Did he even know what that meant? His feelings for her were so intense, like nothing he had ever experienced before. He ran his thumb along the curve of her hip, clearing his throat to get up the courage to speak, he looked down to see her eyes had suddenly closed. Fully satiated, her body had become limp in his arms and he realised at that moment she had become dead to the world, shutting herself down to sleep. He swallowed, and he kept his thoughts to himself still. Saving them for another time.
In the faint distance he could make out the sound of Judith starting to cry again. Reminding him that they were back at Alexandria. He knew he had to make sure the baby got to safety. He also knew that he needed to rest now too, because the next day he had one hell of a job to do.
A/N - There, so a little sweetness for Daryl and Sienna at the end there. There will be more of the other TWD characters coming. After Daryl my favourite characters are Rick, Carol and Michonne so more of them. Just a little spoiler too, there will be a spanner in the works for Daryl and Sienna and he will be torn between her and a certain person (not romantically)!