Rhiannon sighed happily and ran her hand over Daryl's arm that rested over her waist. She was so thankful he'd gotten to sleep in, he'd been taking watch and going on hunts practically everyday. It was rare that she woke up with him next to her.

She leaned against him, her back firmly planted against his chest as she closed her eyes again. She was close to falling back asleep when she suddenly sprung up in excitement. For days she had been going hours without being in any pain and she knew that meant she was near the end of her torture.

She realized she wasn't in any pain, it was the first morning in a long time this had happened. She slowly placed a hand over her abdomen, wondering if she was still dreaming. She pressed down lightly and felt an intense wave of relief wash over her when she realized that didn't make her want to throw up. There was no pain at all.

A wide smile spread on her face as she practically buzzed with happiness. She tore the covers off herself and rolled over to straddle Daryl, shaking him until his eyes snapped open.

"What's goin' on? What's wrong?" He spoke tiredly but still in worry, like he was ready to fight to protect her.

"I think it's gone."

That definitely woke him up. He looked up at her with barely contained happiness. His lips twitched into a smile and his hands moved to hold onto her waist. "Really?" He questioned hopefully, a part of him still wondering if she was faking just to get everyone off her back.

Rhiannon nodded rapidly and stood, her feet on either side of his torso. "I feel fine!" She almost yelled and began to jump on the bed, jostling him as he laughed.

Rhiannon flopped down next to him and grinned widely as he moved on his side to wrap his arm around her again. He pressed a kiss to her cheek and pulled her in closer.

"You really feel good?" Daryl asked, feeling like it was too good to be true.

Rhiannon nodded excitedly. "I feel like I could run a marathon. I mean, I wouldn't, it would be awful, but I could."

Daryl smiled happily, feeling so relieved that it was finally over. He couldn't stand seeing her in pain, he hated that she only slept a couple hours a night, that she lost her appetite. He pretended not to notice that she gave Lori the food she didn't want to eat, he knew if he said something it would lead to an argument.

He leaned over and planted a firm kiss to her lips. Rhiannon smiled against him and wrapped an arm around his neck, pulling him closer. Daryl felt a fire stir within him, realizing there was nothing holding them back now.

He was about to crawl over her and reach under the covers to take off the sweatpants she was wearing when she suddenly pulled away, giving him a cheeky smile. She placed a quick peck on the tip of his nose and practically jumped out of the bed.

"I gotta tell my sisters." She yelled back happily as she ran out of the room.

Daryl laid on his side, his hand still raised slightly in shock at her sudden exit. He laughed slightly and shook his head as he heard her footsteps race down the stairs. He'd just have to stay frustrated for a little while longer, but he couldn't find it in him to be upset about it. He was so relieved that she was finally ok.

Daryl slowly got out of bed and trudged his way down the stairs. He was happy for Rhiannon but he knew she wouldn't be the only one getting attention. Everyone knew how high strung he was because of how protective he was over her. Daryl knew they'd all make a big deal out of it to the both of them.

Daryl smiled lightly as he saw Rhiannon sitting next to Beth, her arm around her little sister, looking happier than he'd seen her in months.

"That smile looks good on you." Carol nudged him lightly, a knowing smile on her face that only grew at the startled look on his face from getting called out. "Bet you're pretty relieved."

Daryl ignored the immediate reaction to roll his eyes and ignore her for butting into his relationship, but he actually didn't mind it this time. He was relieved, more than he ever had been before. He just nodded slightly, shyly avoiding her eyes.

The celebrating went on for awhile and Rhiannon didn't know what was worse, having everyone fawn over her because she was in pain, or having them fawn over her because she was fine. They both got on her nerves.

"So," She started, interrupting Beth who was still all over her. "Any runs we need to go on?"

Rick laughed at her. "Well, we got most of what we needed yesterday, but I'm sure we can find something for you to do."

"We can go for a hunt. Should be some deer 'round here." Daryl spoke up. Rhiannon looked up hopefully and nodded eagerly. "Might take awhile though, takes longer to track deer." Daryl told her, slightly raising a brow to give her a knowing look.

Rhiannon caught on to what he was trying to discreetly tell her, he wanted time alone with her now that she didn't feel like her insides were collapsing in on itself. She smirked at him slyly, causing a shiver to run down his spine. He knew she wanted it too.

"That ok?" He turned to Hershel nervously, knowing he probably wouldn't be happy about his daughter leaving him.

"Can't say no to some venison." Hershel smiled and placed a hand on Rhiannon's knees that was bouncing with excitement.

Rhiannon let out a breath of relief, happy that her father was so oblivious to how mischievous she really was. He really was clueless when it came to boys.

She could barely stand still as they forced her to eat before they left and packed their bags with some food and water. She got dressed, making sure to put on her black push up bra she knew made her breasts look good. It wasn't exactly the sexiest thing she'd ever worn, but it was all she had now. She couldn't exactly plan a run to a Victoria's Secret.

She placed her sword over shoulder and couldn't help but smile giddily at the feeling. She'd missed using it, she felt absolutely useless without it.

"You look pretty." Maggie spoke from the doorway, making Rhiannon jump in surprise. She turned and gave her a questioning look.

"I do?"

"Tryna impress someone special?"

Rhiannon rolled her eyes at what she was insinuating and went back to packing her bag. "Yeah, I definitely need to impress Daryl, gotta make sure he doesn't go lookin' for someone else." She drawled sarcastically.

"Yeah, I'm sure you're just wearing a v-neck by coincidence." Maggie teased her, pointing at her cleavage that was on display.

"Maggie, do you know how long it's been since I had sex with him? Just let me have this."

Maggie laughed and walked forward to sit on the bed in front of her. "You do realize Daryl's practically dying for it. I've never seen him so antsy before. You don't need a v-neck to get into his pants, I mean, you're not foolin' anyone with this hunt."

"Shut up, like you and Glenn don't go at it like rabbits." Rhiannon pushed her slightly.

"We're a little more subtle than you two."

Rhiannon laughed loudly. "If that's what you wanna think." Maggie looked over at her curiously and Rhiannon smiled wickedly. "Two nights ago when you guys came back from watch, Glenn's shirt was missing a few buttons."

Maggie's smile fell and she looked up at her sister, her eyes wide with horror.

"Dad didn't notice, you're fine." Rhiannon told her and laughed as she immediately sighed in relief.

The two sisters were left in silence that turned the mood between them more serious. Maggie suddenly reached over and grabbed her arm, stopping Rhiannon's motions.

"I'm so happy you're feeling better. I missed seeing you like this."

Rhiannon smiled lightly and nodded. "Just glad it's over."

Maggie frowned slightly, noticing how forlorn her voice was. "You're worried it's gonna happen again."

Rhiannon shrugged. "You know how many times I've had to deal with this since it started? I know it's gonna happen again."

"Well, at least you know that when it does you'll have all of us to help you. You'd be stupid to think that Daryl wouldn't be there for you when you need him."

Rhiannon thought over her words, a shy smile on her face.

"You should get going. Daryl's gonna lose it soon if he doesn't have you." Maggie teased with a smirk.

Rhiannon elbowed her sister and ignored her laughter as she slung the bag over her shoulder and made her way down the stairs.

Daryl turned at the sound of her footsteps and his eyes widened and immediately locked onto her cleavage that was on display.

"Ready to go?" She asked him with a sickly sweet smile on her face, clearly noticing where his gaze was. He just nodded silently, his face burning with a blush.

Rhiannon hugged her father and her sister's goodbye, even making sure to give Carl a quick hug, which absolutely melted her heart.

"Have fun out there." T-Dog told her, giving her a wink, clearly noticing the tension between her and Daryl.

Rhiannon just narrowed her eyes at him, silently warning him to keep his mouth shut, before quickly turning to say goodbye to someone else before he could see the blush on her face. As she walked out of the house with Daryl she couldn't help but smile widely as she waved back to the others. She had her family with her, which she would never stop being thankful for, but now, it felt like she had this whole extended family with her.

She was never really fond of the idea of a group, not since it hadn't worked out for her during her time alone, but now she wouldn't have it any other way. Those people who used to be strangers were now her family.

"You ok?" Daryl asked her, noticing how unusually quiet she was being.

"I'm better than ok." She smiled and reached over to grab his hand, making him look down shyly. It still caught him off guard every time she did that. It was strange for him to act like a regular boyfriend, he still didn't know how to do that, but he was more than glad that Rhiannon showed him.

"So, where are we going?"

Daryl just looked over at her and closed his mouth, letting her know he wasn't going to tell her.

"A surprise, really?" She laughed. "Are we even gonna look for a deer or are we just gonna go straight to sex?" She suddenly asked, causing Daryl to stumble over his own feet. Rhiannon snickered at the embarrassment on his face, feeling quite prideful. "Such a klutz."

"We're gonna find a deer. Don't wanna make them suspicious." Daryl finally replied, trying desperately to move past her teasing.

"I'm pretty sure they already know why we're really out here."

Daryl sighed deeply, sincerely hoping that wasn't true. He looked over at her and couldn't help but smile lightly at the sight of her. Seeing her so happy after months of being miserable made him feel like a weight was lifted from his shoulders. It was horrible seeing her like that and feeling so useless, he was so relieved it was finally over.

Daryl squeezed her hand in his tighter, moving closer to her so their arms brushed against each others. Rhiannon smiled up at him, knowing what he was feeling.

They walked for a long time but Rhiannon didn't mind at all. Winter had ended while she was going through her endometriosis, and she hadn't gotten to enjoy the warm weather yet. She missed feeling the sun on her skin, she missed feeling the warm breeze. She didn't care how long it took them to get to wherever Daryl was taking her.

The silence between them was comforting, the way it always was. Rhiannon's mind went back to those three words she wanted to tell him but hadn't had the courage to. She knew she loved him, she just didn't want to freak him out, that's why she kept quiet.

She was still paranoid about being forward with him ever since the farm. She knew he'd grown out of that, but she couldn't help but worry.

She had other worries to, lately she couldn't help but wonder about Merle. When she was separated from her sisters at the beginning, she was going crazy, she'd do anything to get back to them. She was worried Daryl would suddenly up and leave to find him.

"Daryl, can I ask you something?" She spoke quietly, contemplating if her question was a good idea or not. He looked over at her curiously and nodded slowly, somewhat worried about what was going on. "How come you haven't looked for Merle?"

"What?" He asked, taken aback by her question.

"It was just something I've been thinking about. You don't really talk about him, but you think he's alive, so why don't you wanna find him?"

Rhiannon immediately regretted opening her mouth as Daryl's expression darkened as he thought more about it. Daryl couldn't help but feel annoyed by her question. He'd told her about his rocky past with his brother and why he didn't like talking about him, he didn't want to think about it. He didn't want to think about his brother walking around with one hand, probably still high out of his mind.

But no matter how much they fought, it was still his brother and Daryl couldn't help but feel guilty that he wasn't combing the woods to find him, he wasn't going crazy with worry the way he would with Rhiannon, and he felt like an asshole for it.

Before he could answer, loud growls caught their attention. Daryl immediately tore his crossbow from his back and pointed it at the walker that was stumbling towards him. He fired an arrow into its skull, walking towards it after it had fallen to grab his arrow.

As he knelt next to the dead walker, he heard more growls. He looked up and cursed under his breath as three more walkers shuffled through the trees towards him.

He loaded his crossbow as quick as he could, his head turning back to make sure Rhiannon was ok. His eyes widened and he called out to her, his voice laced with fear as more walkers stumbled towards her.

Hearing his voice so full of panic sprung her into action. She swung on her heels and heaved her weapon with as much strength she could muster, letting out a grunt of exertion as she sliced their heads off. She couldn't even keep track of how many walkers there were, there could've been four or there could've been fifteen for all she knew, her adrenaline wasn't letting her keep track.

She kicked at the dead man's chest, making him fall to to the ground so she could deal with the other one that had its arms reached out to her. She stabbed it under the chin and pulled her sword out swiftly, turning and leaning down to take out the walker that was trying to get up from the ground.

It was quiet except for their panting. Rhiannon looked up and smiled as she saw Daryl already looking at her, his eyes wide. She couldn't decipher his expression, he still looked a little fearful, probably not trusting that they were safe, that there were probably more walkers coming, but there was something else in his gaze too.

There was an intensity in his eyes that made her body tremble and heat up. His eyes darkened with lust in a way she had only ever seen while they were making love. It put a shiver down her spine and smirk worked its way onto her face.

"Liked what you saw?" She teased, snapping him out of his daze.

He shook his head from his dirty thoughts and looked down at his boots in embarrassment. He had been overwhelmed with nerves as all those walkers were coming towards them, but as soon as he'd handled the ones crowding him and went to help Rhiannon, he couldn't help but just watch in awe as she handled herself.

Watching her fight stirred something inside him. He knew she was badass, but actually seeing her in action had floored him.

"Did that really turn you on?" She laughed, finding it amusing but not entirely unrealistic. Seeing him with that crossbow did things to her.

"It's the sword. It's hot." He shrugged shyly.

Rhiannon bit her lip, a large smile growing on her face. She stepped towards Daryl, making him look up at her, his eyes widening in anticipation. She quickly leaned up on her toes and pressed a chaste kiss to his lips, pulling away before it could get too heated, which caused a groan of impatience to leave his throat.

Despite the fact that she was absolutely dying to finally be with him like that again, they were out in the open and they had just taken down a group of walkers, now wasn't the time.

Daryl placed his crossbow over his shoulder and they started walking again. His mind went back to what she had asked before they'd been ambushed. He was annoyed at first, he didn't like talking about his brother, but he was starting to figure out the answer.

The intense need to protect her and the intense feeling of adoration he had towards her suddenly made him realize why he wasn't running off to find Merle.

"I'm not gonna run off lookin' for Merle 'f that's what you're worried 'bout." He blurted out, making her look up at him in surprise. She'd seen the look on his face when she'd brought it up, she didn't think he'd want to talk about it.

She just nodded in response, though she felt bad, like she was making him think about something he really didn't want to.

"I don't need to go lookin' for him. Got everythin' I need right here." He said quietly, immediately feeling embarrassed by his words. He winced slightly and looked down at the ground as he shifted on his feet nervously.

"That was really cheesy." She said quietly, a small smile growing slowly. "I liked it."

Daryl looked up and the sight of her smiling at him instantly calmed him down and reassured him that he hadn't just completely embarrassed himself.

She leaned up and pressed a kiss to his cheek, a giddy smile on her face. "Don't look like that, it wasn't as bad as you think it was."

Daryl raised a brow, silently disagreeing with her. She huffed in amusement and nudged him lightly. He smiled softly, stealing a glance at her as they continued to walk through the forest. He had that weird twisting feeling in his stomach again, something that happened daily. It always left him breathless.

"Are we close? I'm beginning to think you don't even know where we're going." She told him, wiping at the sweat on her brow. She was thankful the cold weather was gone, but the heat was starting to be too much now.

"I know where we're goin'." He told her with a smirk. "We're almost there."

Rhiannon just nodded and they kept walking. After a few minutes they got to a dirt road, making Rhiannon narrow her eyes and look up at Daryl in confusion. He grabbed her hand and led her down the dirt path.

Daryl had a small smile on her face, only furthering Rhiannon's confusion and anticipation about what he had planned.

They got past the clearing and the first thing she saw was a small lake, making her lips part in surprise. Behind the small man made lake was a tiny little cottage, it looked like something out of a storybook fairytale.

"How did you find this place?" She breathed out, so touched that he'd done this for her.

"Saw it on the county map in town, there's a whole bunch'a cottages here. We can find another one if you want?" He asked slowly, not being able to tell from the expression on her face if she was happy or not.

"No, no, it's perfect." She said quietly, her face breaking into a wide smile. "You're really nailing this whole boyfriend thing."

Daryl scoffed out a laugh in surprise and shook his head, feeling flustered by her words, which he was getting used to. "Come on, gotta clear it." He said, leading her to the cabin.

"We can be as loud as we want." Rhiannon said dreamily, a mischievous smirk on her face.

"Holy shit." Daryl groaned, squeezing his eyes shut as he tried to ignore the onslaught of images that ran through his brain. "Damn Vixen." He told her, his lips quirking upwards into a small smile.

Rhiannon's smile never left her face as the two of them cleared out the small cabin. It was a bungalow with only a couple of rooms, so it didn't take long. She began to unpack the food and water bottles they'd brought with them as Daryl began placing blankets over the windows and moving the dresser over the back door.

Rhiannon sighed and sat on the huge king sized bed. She watched as Daryl wiped his arrows of the blood with a cloth he'd found, biting her lip as she watched his arms flex with each movement.

She suddenly kicked off her boots, taking her socks off with them. "You comin' or what?" She called out to him as she trapeized out of the cabin. She stood on the dock by the lake and turned her head, watching eagerly as Daryl followed after her, his eyes immediately landing on hers.

She kept her sultry gaze on him as she began to unbutton her jeans, slowly pushing them down her legs. She could hear Daryl's breath hitch from behind her and smirked as his eyes trailed over her bare legs. She pulled her shirt off her head and before he could say anything, she jumped into the lake.

Daryl walked onto the dock and sat on the edge, watching with wide eyes as she surfaced, pushing her long hair back. Despite the intense arousal he felt watching her practically get naked, he felt something more intense. He felt pure contentment and adoration as he watched her smile as she splashed around happily.

"You coming in?" She called out to him.

Daryl opened his mouth but stopped himself. He wanted to, he wanted nothing more than to be in there with her, to be close to her, but he couldn't risk not being one hundred percent alert out here. He couldn't let his guard down, not with her. He couldn't let anything happen to her.

He was about to protest when something hit him in the face. He frowned and looked down, his eyes widening when he realized it was her bra she'd thrown at him. His lips parted, his jaw hanging open slightly as he looked down at her in surprise.

He stuttered out a response, no coherent words coming to his muddled brain that was overwhelmed with an intense want for her. His chest heaved and his eyes darkened with desire. He began to unbutton his shirt when a rustling behind him startled him out of his dazed arousal.

He spun on his heel and had to bite back a groan as a lone walker ambled down the dirt path in front of them. Daryl cursed the walker under his breath and stomped over to it, his crossbow clenched tightly in his hand.

He swung his bow, hitting the walker across the face with more force than was necessary as he took out his sexual frustration on the dead man. By the time he was finished, Rhiannon was standing on the dock, her shirt back on as she wrung the water out of her hair.

Daryl felt himself sag in disappointment and grit his teeth, sending a glare back to the walker that lay dead at his feet. He looked back at Rhiannon longingly, feeling himself getting aroused again at the sight of her almost naked body.

He stepped towards her purposefully and placed his hands on the back of her neck, pulling her into him so he could smash his lips on hers, kissing her fiercely. They made out frantically, their tongues tangling.

Rhiannon pulled away, her smile breaking the kiss. Daryl leaned his forehead on hers as they both breathed heavily. "Can't wait anymore." He told her gruffly and immediately kissed her again.

Rhiannon moaned against him and tightened her grip on his neck, practically hanging off him. He leaned down and grabbed the back of her thighs, hoisting her up in his arms. She let out a laugh and nuzzled against his neck, placing soft kisses to his skin as he carried her back to the cabin.

The kissed fervently, stumbling through the door. Daryl finally let her down as they walked back inside, slamming the door behind him. He broke the kiss regretfully to lock the door and groaned, leaning against it as she began to make a hickey on his collarbone.

Her hands worked on the buttons of his shirt, almost ripping it off his shoulders. Daryl reached down and grabbed the hem of her t shirt, pulling it over her head. He moaned softly at the sight of bare chest, his hands immediately reaching up to touch them.

Her breathing hitched and her grip on his waist tightened. She bit her lip to stifle a smile as he pulled at her nipple piercing. She leaned up to kiss him again, her hands reaching for his belt. Daryl's hands held the sides of her face, the gentle gesture completely opposite to their frantic kisses and her jerky movements of tugging his jeans down.

Once they were off, they blindly stumbled towards the bed, their lips never ceasing their feverish pace. Rhiannon almost tripped over her boots that she'd left beside the bed but Daryl quickly wound his arms around her waist, holding her tightly to him to make sure she didn't fall.

Rhiannon smirked as she ran a hand down his chest and into his boxers. Daryl tore his lips away from hers and breathed heavily as her hand moved over him. It had been so long since she'd touched him like this. She had tried while she was sick, but he was always worried about hurting her, not to mention he couldn't do anything for her to return the favor. That didn't seem right to him.

He was starved for her touch and his body went rigid as she moved her hand slowly, with long teasing strokes. His breath left him in shaking gasps, his eyes squeezed shut tightly. It was already too much for him to handle.

He growled and reached down, gripping the last shred of clothing she was wearing and tore it at the seam. Rhiannon gaped up at him, a shocked laugh escaping her. She never would've thought she'd find ripping one of her limited pairs of underwear so sexy, but he proved her wrong.

Her heart pounded in her chest and she pushed his boxers down, smiling widely in victory as he kicked them off. She pushed him back onto the bed, biting her lip as she looked down at him with lust filled eyes.

Daryl panted and his body twitched in anticipation as she crawled over him. Rhiannon leaned down and kissed him fiercely, leaving him feeling dizzy. She relished in every groan and hitched breath that left him as her lips trailed down his chest.

His hand moved to the back of her head, his fingers tangling in her hair. He pulled at her locks roughly and a choked breath escaped him, his head falling back and his back arching slightly as she took him in her mouth. A loud groan left his lips as she bobbed her head, her tongue swirling around his length.

"Fuck," He groaned loudly, his body tensing. He panted heavily and moaned each time her tongue moved up and down his cock. She always left him a quivering mess when she used her mouth, she was fucking talented.

Too soon, he began to feel that familiar tightening in his abdomen and those pinpricks at the base of his spine. "Darlin' I gotta - fuck, Rhi, you gotta stop." He breathed out desperately, moaning her name as he pulled at her hair.

Rhiannon moved her mouth off him and smirked wickedly as she moved forward to straddle him. She grabbed his cock and moved over him, letting out a loud moan as she sank down on him. Daryl grabbed her waist and growled deeply as she began to roll her hips against his.

Rhiannon didn't bother tightening her walls around him, she knew he wouldn't last long if she teased him, it had been so long and she wanted to make this last.

Daryl panted heavily as he helped her move on him. He screwed his eyes shut at the feeling of finally being inside of her again, but he needed to see her. The sight of her on top of him, her jaw hung open as loud moans escaped her lips, her hand running through her hair, it was too good to miss. He had to watch her, no matter how difficult it was to keep his eyes open.

Daryl was losing his mind as she began to move her hips faster. He bucked his hips up to meet hers making her curse loudly and lean down to wrap her arms around his shoulders as he sat up to cradle her against him tightly.

"Mmm, Daryl." She moaned softly in his ear. He growled lowly and gripped onto her back to keep her steady as he moved them.

Rhiannon let out a gasp as Daryl moved her onto her back, her head almost hanging off the foot of the bed. He pushed both her legs up over his shoulders and began to pound into her rapidly. He leaned on his forearms, his hands moved to her hair to grip onto tightly.

They both cried out as he reached even deeper inside her and the frantic pace he'd set. Rhiannon threw her head back, her eyes screwing shut. Daryl leaned down and placed sloppy kisses against her neck, biting at her skin, making her moan at the slight pain.

She gripped onto his biceps, her nails digging into his sweat slicked skin making him let out a hiss through gritted teeth. She moaned loudly as he hit that special spot inside her, she was so happy they didn't have to be quiet, she hated having to bite her lip to be quiet.

She couldn't help but smile in bliss at the grunts he let out that began to get louder with each thrust. She loved hearing what she could do to him, she loved that she could make such a strong man feel so good.

"Uhh, fuck, Daryl. Harder, please please fuck me harder." She moaned desperately.

Daryl cursed loudly and moved harder against her. He breathed heavily against her neck and pulled at her hair, reveling in the loud moan it earned him from the beauty beneath him. He suddenly sat up so he could move faster, his hands gripping onto her thighs. He turned his head, placing a kiss to the little tattoo she had on the inside of her knee.

Rhiannon writhed underneath him, her hands scratching down his chest making him let out a feral growl.

Her moans rose in pitch and he knew she was close. "Fuck baby, 'm almost there." He groaned.

She nodded and tightened herself around his cock, making him tremble as he tried desperately to hold out until she was finished. Her chest heaved with each panting breath and her body locked, ready for release.

She gripped onto him tightly, leaned up at the same moment he leaned down to kiss her messily. His hands crawled back into her hair and pulled hard, making her whine. She tore her lips from his and her body began to tremble. She whispered his name frantically, before throwing her head back, her back arching. She practically screamed his name as she was thrown over the edge.

Daryl couldn't hold on any longer. The sight of her beneath him and the sounds she made were too much. He squeezed his eyes shut and let out a shout of pleasure as he came forcefully inside her. His yells were incoherent, even he didn't know if it was supposed to be her name, or something else - he didn't know.

They held onto each other tightly as he strained into her a few more times, causing them to tremble violently.

"Oh my god." She mumbled, her voice raspy from yelling. She ran her hand through his hair gently making him moan softly against the nape of her neck. Daryl moved his head to look down at her.

The look in his eyes made her shiver slightly. She grabbed onto his neck and placed a soft kiss to his lips, closing her eyes in pure bliss. Daryl pulled away and gently stroked her cheek with his thumb, looking at her in awe.

She felt so overwhelmed by the tightening in her chest, it left her feeling dizzy. She was still panting slightly as she looked up at him with admiration. "I love you." She whispered softly.

Daryl's eyes widened and his breathing stuttered, and not because he was still out of breath from the mind blowing sex they just had. His heart began to hammer in his chest again. He was left speechless making Rhiannon's worry grow.

"You don't have to say it back, I just-"

"I do too." Daryl interrupted her. Rhiannon's lips parted in surprise and quirked upwards in a smile. The certainty in his voice absolutely floored her.

"Really?"

Daryl laughed lightly and leaned down to kiss her softly. "Course I do, I'd be stupid not to."

Rhiannon smiled happily as he planted kisses down her jaw and to her neck. They both whined as he slowly pulled himself out of her and laid down beside her. He immediately turned on his side and placed an arm over her waist, pulling her into him.

"You know how I knew?" She spoke up, making him look at her shyly. "I was able to tell you anything. I was never worried that you'd judge me for the stupid things I did, I knew I could say anything."

Daryl smiled lightly. "I know everythin' 'bout you."

Rhiannon narrowed her eyes at him playfully. "Really? Everything?" She said teasingly.

Daryl raised a brow at her and gave her a smug smile. "I know you're middle name is Aida," Rhiannon groaned and pushed at his chest making him laugh lightly. "I know your favorite movie is Singin' in the Rain cause it's what made you wanna be a dancer. I know you got this dragon tattoo when you were drunk in vegas." He said as his fingers trailed over the ink on her hip.

Rhiannon sent him a playful glare but shivered slightly at his touch.

"I know if I asked you what your favorite song is, you'd give me a list of twenty songs cause you can't choose just one. I know 'bout that time you accidently did acid, you didn't even know you were at a rave." He laughed amusingly.

Rhiannon slapped his chest lightly. "That wasn't my fault, I didn't know they put LSD in the drinks."

Daryl snickered and pressed a kiss to the top of her head, hugging her closely to him. "So, yeah, I know everything about you." He teased her.

"I guess." She grumbled sarcastically. "But I know about you too." Daryl gave her the same disbelieving look she'd given him making her smirk. "I know that your uncle taught you how to use a crossbow when you were a teenager. I know you used to love going to drive ins to watch old scary movies. I know that even though you're so tough and manly, you're the most caring and sweetest man I've ever met in my life."

Daryl's smile faded into a look of intensity as he looked over at her. "And I know that you secretly love Simon and Garfunkel."

"Which you won't be telling anyone." He warned her sternly making her laugh loudly.

"Come on, it's not that embarrassing."

"You laughed when I told you." He reminded her.

Rhiannon giggled and bit her lip. "Just cause it was surprising. I didn't expect that from you."

Daryl's smirk faded as he thought of something he'd been wanting to tell her for months. "You don't know what my favorite song is." He told her quietly.

Rhiannon looked at him questioningly, wondering why he was acting so shy now.

"It's Rhiannon."

She immediately scoffed in disbelief, letting out a laugh. "Yeah, sure."

"It was my mom's favorite song." He said quietly, making her laughter cease. She turned her head to look up at him, her mouth open but no words came out. She had thought he was just making a stupid joke, but the mention of his mom made her realize he was being completely serious. "My dad hurt her a lot and she always said that song would heal her."

Rhiannon was left speechless. She had a strange feeling in her stomach at his words. Her mother would tell her the same thing. Any time she was sick or even scraped her knee, her mom would sing the song she was named after and told her it would make her hurt go away. She was floored by the knowledge that Daryl had been told the same stories as a child.

"She told me I would find my Rhiannon. Guess she was right."

She let out a shaky breath and looked up at him, his shy expression making something inside her flutter. "I'm glad she was." She said quietly, reaching up to place a hand on his cheek.

Daryl smiled softly, glad he had finally gotten that off his chest. Opening up like that wasn't something he enjoyed, but seeing the touched expression on her face was well worth it. He wrapped an arm around her tightly and held her close to him, closing his eyes in contentment.

Rhiannon sighed quietly and let her eyes fall closed too, feeling as if she could fall asleep. They laid in silence, both completely relaxed and at ease. Rhiannon had a small smile on her face, she was so happy she'd finally told him she loved him. Though he hadn't exactly said those three words back, she knew he loved her too.

She was surprised Dayl hadn't gotten all shy and closed off the way she feared he would and she knew this was a huge step for him, she would wait as long as it took to hear those three words. Hearing him say 'I do too' was good enough for her, it still made her stomach twist with butterflies.

She suddenly realized something and started laughing quietly. "Daryl, my bra and jeans are still outside."

"Shit, so's my bow." He laughed gruffly. He moved himself to hover over her and started pressing kisses to her shoulder and across her chest. "We'll get 'em later." He mumbled and started moving down her stomach, wanting nothing more than to hear her moan again.

Season 3 starts next chapter! I'm so pumped!

Hope you enjoyed this chapter xx