I want to make a quick note here since I have gotten so many messages on all my stories about not updating. I've not updated because my fiance was hospitalized and while he's out right now I'm having trouble focusing on writing. I worked on this for triple the time then it takes me to write a chapter and I'm hoping it good. Hope everyone had a good holiday.

Carol smiled to herself watching as Daryl scowled so much he looked like he was going to pass out. He was right about Will, it was in no way a small family thing but somehow a massive party. He was standing there glaring at his brother while people she assumed knew them all fawned over him like he was a little boy. It was comical to watch him at his age get treated like a five-year old doing something adorable.

"Seriously I'm fine." Daryl grunted dodging another person.

He was walking towards her with wide eyes that begged to leave. She grinned at him just as Meg and Merle flanked him. Daryl huffed just as he was getting close to her and then Merle's arm came around his jerking him to the side.

"Where the fuck you going little brother?"

Daryl growled and Meg elbowed him, "Surely you aren't trying to run! Your dad got allllllllll these nice people here to see you one last time before you take off around the world."

"Fuck you both."

"Fuck you back" They snapped in unison.

Carol laughed and grabbed his hand pulling him to her and away from his brother. Merle scowled at her but kept his mouth shut after the look Will had shot him when they had first got there. Merle had snapped at her for something she still was confused over and Will had damn near bit his head off before Daryl could even bat an eye.

"We're not leaving you guys." Carol supplied dismissively. She might have found it funny to see all these people annoying him but she also hadn't got five minutes to talk to him since getting here.

"I'm serious Carol don't let him leave." Merle warned.

Meg grinned at her and they disappeared leaving him alone with her. Daryl tangled his hand with hers and started walking towards the house. He wasn't speaking and Carol just took a deeper drink of her beer grimacing at the taste. Daryl chuckled and pulled her around in front of him as they walked. His body was flush with hers and his steps were forcing her own legs to walk as his arm banded around her waist keeping her balanced.

"Where are we going?" Carol looked over her shoulder at him.

He looked down at her briefly and then ahead, "Inside."

"No shit." Carol huffed.

Daryl looked down at her again and pushed the door open for them, "You sound too much like my fucking brother...it is disturbing considering how tight your ass is pressed against my dick."

Carol's face flushed red but she was cut off when he pushed her further into the house. Daryl dropped down in the den where there was no one and set back heavily against the leather of the couch. Carol set down next to him and leaned into his side her chin resting on his chest. He had his head tipped back and his eyes closed with a slow rise and fall of his chest. To anyone else it would have looked like he was asleep but she knew better from the way his hand was sliding along the inseam of her jeans.

Carol caught his wrist and he smiled without opening his eyes and she grinned, "Is it really that bad tonight?"

Daryl finally cracked an eye and glared, "I hate people."

Carol snorted and ran her own hand up the seam of his jeans stopping just before coming into contact with his groin. She felt his thighs flex and smiled, "Can't you loosen up and just have a nice night?"

Daryl's nostrils flared when Carol ran her fingers over his zipper and he nodded just slightly. She licked her lips and turned her body more towards him her body pressed into his side. He Brought his arm around her shoulder and let his hand lay against her side. His fingers were rubbing along the edge of her bra and Carol grinned at him.

She leaned in kissing his throat and nipping him just slightly. He growled and Carol palmed him through his jeans. No one had really been coming in the house and on the way into this section she hadn't really seen anyone either. Will's den seemed off-limits to everyone so she let herself relax and her hand run over him. He was watching her his eyes never leaving her face as she continued rubbing him outside his jeans and cupping him.

"If you don't stop then we're gonna have bigger issues than me wanting to leave." Daryl warned.

Carol smiled and licked her lips pushing her body more into his. She leaned up till her left knee was almost supporting her and her right knee was pressed against his thigh. He was hard and straining against his jeans and she kiss down his jaw to his ear, "I don't see the problem Daryl."

He groaned and she popped the buckle on his belt almost silently and then the button on his jeans. Carol worked his zipper down and his jeans fell open and his straining cock stood proud as it was tinted in his black boxers. Carol licked her lips and he groaned at the action his hips lifting slightly. Carol met his eyes and grinned running her fingers over him lightly. He was always teasing her and she took a moment to do him the same.

"Shit Carol." He grunted as she kept up her teasing.

Carol grabbed him by the hair with the arm that was wrapped around his neck and kissed him. It started rough but slowed and she moaned leaning more into him and felt his hand sliding down her body. He palmed her ass and then lifted her on to his lap easily causing her to straddle him. Carol's hand roamed over his chest and down to his hard on before sliding back up his chest. With each pass of her hands over him he grunted and pitched his hips more into her.

Carol moaned and his hands settled lower from her hips and jerked her more into his groin. Daryl's other hand slid up her body and caught her shirt as his hand slid under it. Carol nodded against him and broke the kiss panting and closing her eyes as his rough hands slid up her body and cupped her breast. Carol bit her lip cracking her eyes and watching him. His eyes were heated and she kissed him lightly as he pulled the cup of her bra down his hand still dragging her hips into him more.

Carol kissed him again and she felt his fingers start working her pants open. It didn't take before his hand was on her and sliding along her stroking and teasing.

"Fuck." He groaned and broke the kiss, "You're soaked."

Carol whimpered and pushed her hips more into his hand and he started stroking her quickly not giving her a chance to say anything. He was driving her quick to her release and she buried her head in his neck and shoulder to muffle her sounds. Daryl mocked her movement and Carol was shamelessly rolling her hips against his hand as he continued his ministrations. Moaning long and low in her throat Daryl wrapped his other arm around her back and pulled her against his chest as she rode out her orgasm.

Breathing heavy Carol turned her head kissing his throat and smiled when she felt him swallow. Running her hands down his body she slipped it inside his boxers grasping him. He kissed her holding the side of her throat as she ran her hand up and down him. Her weight on his thighs was keeping him from lifting his hips into her and she smiled at him.

Both stilled at the sounds of boots on hardwood and Daryl swallowed looking towards the door that was cracked. Carol's hand stilled on him as well and she tightened her grip and he grunted looking at her.

"Daryl is the door shut all the way?" She whispered.

He closed his eyes and then they heard Merle's laughter, "Shit"

Daryl arched his hips suddenly jerking his jeans up higher from where they had been pushed down. The sounds of boots were getting closer and he made a face as he pushed his hard on back into his jeans. Buckling and zipping them had him making a pained face and then he jerked her around and into his lap her back against his chest. He buried his face in her hair breathing heavily.

Merle walked in seconds later and Carol smiled at him while Daryl's arms wrapped around her stomach his hands linking in the front. Merle eyed them and walked further into the room. He sauntered over and set down on the table in front of the couch.

Kicking Daryl's boot, "You hiding from everyone?"

Daryl finally lifted his head from Carol's throat and she felt his breath trying to even out but he was still breathing hard. The evidence of his arousal was pressed against her and she tried to hold still.

"Yes." Daryl's voice was rough.

Merle cocked a brow and then chuckled, "Few people out there wanting to see you." Daryl growled and Merle shrugged, "Get the fuck up you big pussy."

Merle leaned forward suddenly and the smell of liquor washed over her and she really looked at him. He was drunk and had a goofy grin on his face that despite his mood was angry looking. It had to be a Dixon trait to just be able to look mad on a whim. Carol raised her brow and he caught her under the arms and hauled her over his shoulder suddenly.

Carol yelped and was dangling over his shoulder his arm locked around her thighs in seconds. "MERLE PUT ME DOWN!"

"No." He snapped.

Carol couldn't see him but she heard Daryl moved and suddenly Merle was moving backwards quickly, "Put her the fuck down Merle."

"FUck that. If I do you're gonna goddamn disappear and just spend the entire time fucking her." Merle snapped again and disappeared out the door. Merle slapped her ass and Carol jerked her eyes widening and looked up seeing Daryl coming out the door his face a mask of anger.

Merle was out the door before Daryl could catch them and she grimaced as the door shut sealing him inside. It didn't take long but he was out the door. The second he was out she seen people looking at him and knew that he wasn't going to be able to get her back from Merle until his brother quit. Merle's laughter was deep and throaty as he dropped her to the ground in front of him.

Carol looked up at him and glared, "What the hell Merle!"

"I gotta say wasn't expecting to see you carting my daughter out the door like a raging bull there Merle." Dean spoke just over her shoulder.

Carol was wrapped in a hug and smiled despite Merle's drunken actions. He still looked like he was up to something and seen Will with Daryl. He kept looking her way and she watched the muscles in his jaw tick.

"It was that or you was gonna have a grand kid in about nine months." Merle shrugged uncapping his beer.

Carol felt Dean stiffen against her and grimaced again. What the fuck was Merle up to. Dean snorted suddenly and then looked at Merle, "So long as that kid aint yours think I'd be okay with it."

Merle made a face and shook his head, "What the fuck does that mean Dean?"

Carol turned her head watching the two men and keeping her eye on Daryl. His stance was weird and Carol couldn't help but to feel bad knowing he was likely in pain. Daryl's eyes met hers and she seen him raise a brow but not at her but Merle and her father.

"I'm saying you are two screws shy of sane." Dean chuckled, "Think if I wanted the father of my grand kid to be one of the two of you'd I'd pick the one with a head on his shoulders that wasn't warped like yours."

Merle scowled and set his beer down after finishing it off, "Think my brother is better aye?"

Dean shrugged his shoulders, "Aren't you the one with the turquoise thunder anyways?

Merle sneered and caught Carol's wrist and pulled her with him, "Yeah whatever asshole. I'll get your ass back for that."

Carol was pulled along with Merle and he chuckled and lead her out to where a few people were dancing. "Lets see how much we can piss my brother off."

Carol shook her head, "Merle do you always have to fight with him"

"Keeps life interesting."

Merle was surprisingly a good dancer and Carol found herself moving following him. unlike what she had seen him do to other people he kept his hands away from areas that would make things awkward but she seen his eyes going to where he knew Daryl was often. Merle huffed and shook his head and pulled Carol tighter to him and she pulled back looking at him wide-eyed. She looked around trying to untangle herself from him while searching out Daryl.

Meg, Will, and some other people were talking to him and he had his head ducked not looking up. He had a smile on his face but it was Will who had a strange look and he was looking at his eldest son. He started towards them after saying something and walking away from Daryl. Will walked right up to them and caught Carol's wrist and spun her towards him.

"I'm cuttin' in." Will's voice was warning. "Stop fuckin' with your brother."

Merle grinned and shrugged walking off without word. Carol watched him walk straight for Daryl and everyone around him. Will turned her and they walked towards her father. Dean was setting down talking to Norman when Will got over there.

"Have a good dance there Carol?" Norman's voice was deep as ever but she heard amusement there.

Carol looked over and shook her head, "He's trying to start a fight."

"That is something those boys have always done. Fight." Norman sighed and motioned over to where Daryl was glaring at Merle and shaking his head. "Speaking of fights."

All eyes turned towards Daryl and Merle. Both were glaring at the other and she heard Will groan and stand up to start making his way over. Norman was chuckling shaking his head and looked at Dean.

"Think Merle forgets Daryl aint no little boy anymore." Dean grinned and winked at Carol. "Right?"

Face red she watched as Merle shoved Daryl's shoulder and caused him to take a step back. Moving fast Daryl caught Merle's hand and slapped it hard knocking his red solo cup upwards soaking Merle with his drink and sending the cup flying.

"GO fuck yourself you dick head." Daryl snarled.

Merle lunged for him but Will caught him around the chest pushing him back. "You pussy ass motherfucker!" Merle barked as Daryl snarled back, "Kick your goddamn teeth down your throat Darylina."

Carol stood up before Norman or Dean could grab her and made her way over when she noticed people looking at them. Daryl's hackles were raising and she knew he was getting ready to fight. He looked the same as he had when Phillip had said stuff to her. Merle's eyes went to her and he shoved Will away from him.

"OH Here's the goddamn prize." Merle snarled spitting at his feet, "Take your bitch and go somewhere."

Before Will could catch him both brother's clashed and suddenly Rick was there. Rick and Will were fighting them apart but Carol stood wide-eyed watching not sure what she done to cause Merle to lash out at her or his brother. Norman walked by cooly and caught both men by their throats not apply pressure but his hand setting there. Rick and Will's chest heaving had ahold of each as they stood looking at their grandfather.

"Merle Dixon we're gonna have a talk when you sober up." Norman spoke low commanding attention, "Daryl get on home for the night. Will I think the party is over."

All the Dixon were handled and Rick pulled Daryl back when he refused to move. He was glaring at his brother so hard she thought he was going to have a stroke so she stepped in front of him. Daryl's eyes shifted to hers when she touched his bloodied lip and he recoiled from the touch. Carol caught his hand not bothering with cleaning him up there and started for the truck. Daryl walked easy enough with Rick trailing and she seen her father stand his face a thunder-cloud.

Dean met them at the truck and motioned her on leaving Daryl with him. Rick eyed them but him and Carol walked on to the truck.

"What happened?" Carol looked over at Rick.

Rick shook his head and looked to where Will and Norman were herding Merle. He was still shooting looks towards his brother but they were starting to lose the heat of the fight. Daryl was still tense and she wanted to calm him down but she wasn't sure what her father was saying to him.

"Merle isn't use to someone having Daryl attention like you do. He's use to his brother being right there the entire time he's in almost attached at the hip." Rick looked at her and smiled, "Guess you could say Merle is jealous of you."

Dean walked over and pulled her into a hug and kissed her forehead, "Get him home." Daryl's keys were pushed into her hand and she realized her father had talked him out of his.

Daryl nodded to them both and talked with Rick before getting in. He didn't say anything but leaned his head back and closed his eyes waiting on her. Carol said good night and walked over climbing in leaving Rick and Dean to watch them go. Daryl rolled his head to the side and blew out a breath.

"I'm sorry my brother is a bastard Carol." His voice was low as if she was mad at him.

Carol smiled and pulled out, "Daryl don't apologize for him. He's drunk."

"Don't make him talking that way to you or acting how he was any better." He sounded pissed again and she slowed down looking over, "Told you we should have stayed home."

Carol smiled and drove shaking her head. Daryl was quiet the rest of the way and she let her mind relax. Pulling in she watched Rick's vehicle go on by them and on to where he lived. Carol cut the truck off and Daryl swung his door open and walked around pulling hers open as well. Daryl took his keys walking towards the house and yawning looking at her. She still felt bad for Merle walking in earlier but probably no worse than he did. He just looked tired and Carol followed him to the room watching as he dropped down without ceremony.

"I just want to sleep this night away." He groaned kicking his boots off.