Save me, Save you
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summary: twenty-nine year old Kathryn Smith and her daughter three year old Jasmine have been on their own until they meet the Atlanta group on the highway. both mother and daughter carry with them a scared and frightening past but Kathryn is also carrying with her something more. Enter Daryl Dixon Hunter, tracker, and all around bad ass as well carries a dark past can they both save each other or will someone or something tear them apart?
Theme song: Amazed by: LoneStar
Chapter 23: Happy Anniversary
The next day everyone tried to keep Kathryn busy, she knew the gym was off limits.
She couldn't help but feel antsy, her husband going in and out of the room.
Kathryn looked around before slipping out side.
Walking to a picnic table, she lays her head down. "Tired?"
She looks up to see Michonne. "Ya, I know everyone is trying to distract me, but there's so much I can take."
The woman smirks as she sits. "You seem a lot more tired lately."
Kathryn nods, rubbing her eyes. "Daryl keeps you up at night?" The young woman stops.
She looks up at Michonne who still had her smirk, Kathryn blushes hiding her face.
"Not talking about it! I'm not talking about it." Michonne laughs patting her back.
"We're women and no one else is out here, come on." Michonne sits across from her.
Kathryn sighs looking around. "Yes he has, it's what we've waited for since we married."
Michonne smiles. "So tell me how good is he?" Kathryn face turns tomato red.
"He's amazing, the best, most..." Kathryn sighs smiling her thoughts wondering.
Michonne smiles. "Ok, come on, I just got the signal time for your surprise."
Kathryn blinks and nods smiling she follows her new found friend inside.
WD~WD~WD~WD
They enter the gym, streamers hung on the ceiling and a banner saying, "Happy Anniversary" hanging in the front.
She looks around, everyone stands as she slowly enters, Michonne behind her.
Coming to a stop, there are several dozen tables and a walk way to the most handsome man she's ever met.
Daryl stood in front of a long table; beside him is Rick, Sherl, Merle, and her mother.
To the left of him stands her father, Beth, Maggie, and Glen.
The chair beside her father and Daryl was empty; she can only assume was her seat.
Slowly walking towards the long table, Kathryn looks at her husband.
Daryl is dressed in a clean button down shirt, vest, nice form fitting jeans and his boots.
Her heart beat at the site, what she wouldn't give just to take him back to their cell and have her wicked way with him.
Daryl walks around the table stopping her, she looks at him with a questioning look.
He turns her around. "Ladies and gentleman, I ain't good with speeches or nuthing. Today, last year, marks sumthin I never thought I'd do. I married this woman, Kathryn Dixon."
Everyone began to clap and cheer, Daryl leads her to her seat.
They ate and talked,Kathryn couldn't help but smile. "What ya thinkin darlin?"
Kathryn blushes, bowing her head after they had finished.
Daryl smirks, lifting her head. "Tell me." Kathryn looks into his fathomless blue eyes. "You and me, going back to our cell," She begins playing with his shirt, "have my wicked way with you."
Daryl licks his lip knowing his wife was turned on, and so was he, his pants tighter then their supposed to be.
"Not yet, there's still some partin." He whispers in her ear making her shiver.
Daryl had dragged her to the dance floor, for her he had learned to dance.
They slowed and fast danced until she couldn't anymore.
As she sat down she saw a drink in front of her, she couldn't have asked for one.
But what the harm would there be in taking it, not like there were drugs anymore at least that's what she thought.
Shrugging she takes a big gulp, Daryl walks over to her and smiles.
"Ya ready for a quiet night darlin?" Kat blinks, she had started feeling weird.
Nodding she goes to stand. "Daryl...something isn't right."
