Authors note- Haha! Thank you Maddy-MarieXO for keeping it real in her review, it made me laugh a lot! I've decided I'm not going anywhere. I'ma be a boss like Amelia and keep fighting ;) thanks guy!

I know the last chapter was a little rushed but I gotta' get things moving. I hope you all understand. Keep up the reviewing ect :)

There can be miracles, when you believe.

As light descended over the prison Daryl and Amelia slowly but cautiously made their way towards it. They had only taken three walkers down and Daryl had done that with his bow. They weren't talking to one another, too afraid that they may say something they weren't ready for or sure of. Amelia however had to break the tension. Nothing was worse than tension going into a fight.

"I really miss my ipod" she groaned into the silence.

Daryl looked up, confused and almost stopped "What?" he spat.

"I said I miss my ipod. I miss listening to music. All I ever hear now is nothing, silence, it's irritating" and she stepped over a large branch.

"I like the silence" he said "Keeps me thinking, aware if any little noise goes off"

Amelia nodded understanding his personality but also his hunter traits. They didn't talk much after that as they made their way to the fringe of the woods that would lead them closer to the prison but Amelia could tell Daryl was feeling uneasy, his back was straight as a rod and his bow was at eye level. Keeping her cool she reached for her knife that had been tucked safely in her boot.

"Oh shit" he breathed as they both looked onto the prison grounds. Walkers where everywhere, they had gotten through a tear in the first fence from the outskirts. Scattered everywhere she couldn't help but feel a little fire start up in her belly. Amelia could do this. They weren't in the prison nor the last fence so she only had to slip in, take them out and fix the hole.

"No!" he growled, pulling her back into the woods.

"It's easy. You distract them, I take as many as I can from behind and you take the front. We can get this fixed"

"Fuck Amelia I said no. You aint' using me as bait and what if one gets a hold of you...you're weak as it is"

"There's thirty Daryl. I've handled more with less energy" and she pulled her arm from him and looked back to the prison. "We can do this"

"We need back up. It's safer if we have another person" he tried to argue but she whipped around.

"Don't be such a pussy Dixon. Lets take back apart of our fucking lives without the help of others" and she sneered, clearly pissed off with him. He just nodded knowing she had a point but also because she had to do this.

"Lets make a deal. You be the distraction and I'll fix that hole. I ain't no use lugging this bow running" and he walked past her, right up to the fields and began making his way to the left. Amelia nodded but wanted to run after him, to say a good bye just incase anything happened but she shook her head and darted for the right. It didn't take long for them to notice her-

"Come on you ugly bastards!" she yelled, running towards the back of the prison. Throwing her knife like a dart she hit the first walker too close for comfort square in the head. It fell with a vicious groan, tripping two others. As they clawed their way up, bodies swaying she pulled out a small hand gun and took them down. That was three. Elated that this was easier than she first perceived she got braver and took another two down.

However the noise of the gun had awoken two walkers from behind her that she hadn't been aware of. It was only when two arrows flew over her shoulders did she realise just how stupid she was being. Thanking the sky for Daryl she began her assault on the large group that was building around her.

If they got to close she would step back but she was beginning to use up space and she wasn't sure as to where Daryl was. Her body ached with every slam of a knife or with ever throw but she was okay. Every part of her on edge from the terror that was unfolding around her, she needed Daryl to back her up but knew he could only do so much. As she stumbled back from a snarling walker, a middle aged woman that was missing half of her hip lunged forward. Amelia kicked her and planted her knife up into her throat only to be sprayed with dark blood.

The next one was on her now, angrier and drawn to the smell of her now but she stepped up and took it down but she was too slow. Her body wasn't reacting well to the sudden bursts of energy

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Daryl had only just managed to tie the large hole in the fence back up when he joined the fight. They where all on her now, desperate to feed on her flesh and the thought made him sick. He took the back, they where unaware of him and it made it easier. He had almost taken five down when he spotted her hair, relief spread over him like wild fire. Spurring his energy levels on. Never in a million years, no matter how skilled he had been in hunting would he have done this before her but she gave him the courage to keep on fighting.

He was closer to her now, no matter how many dead bodies walked inbetween them. He could see how powerful she was when she took them out, how quick she was when she was being attacked but most of all he could sense a change in her. It was what he needed. As blood dripped down his forearms he kept his eyes on her, only briefly looking at what was attacking him before taking it out.

Amelia had been right, this was easy and they both had to do it. As the last three walkers circled them he found his back against hers and her hands snaking around his belt, she grabbed for his knife and he sent bolts flying. Amelia had only taken a second to take the last one out. They stood touching, panting, completely elated but frightened at what they had just accomplished.

"I told you so!" she laughed quietly as she passed Daryl his knife back and began retrieving her own.

"Don't get on your high horse just yet. We gotta check the prison, be sure" and he swung his bow around his back.

The sun was really setting now and it was bringing an intense heat. If it wasn't for the smell of rotting blood and corpses lying around everywhere Amelia would of still thought everyone was tucked up in their cells. As they made their way towards the next fence Daryl spotted a large figure idly walking towards them. He knew just exactly who it was, it was Tyreese, his mouth was covered in dark blood and his clothes splattered with it. Daryl would of felt sorry for him but he was just dumb enough to have gone and got himself bit.

Amelia stopped, too afraid to look at how close they had really gotten.

"I got this" Daryl soothed as he twisted his bow around and sent a bolt flying to the guy that use to occupy the cell, five up from Amelia's. As he landed to the ground, dust flying up around him Amelia couldn't help but feel for his wife struggling to come to terms with the painful fact her husband was gone.

Life had become so fragile. It was clear when this body had hit the ground. Daryl didn't waste any time in retrieving the part of his favourite weapon. It only took him a few seconds to catch up with Amelia who was ready to check the prison.

"You really think none of them got in there?" he asked from behind.

Amelia looked over her shoulder, right to him and stared deep into his blue eyes. As the wind picked up it lifted her long hair and pulled it to the side.

"Honestly? I'm not sure anymore" and she stared down at the smudge mark that lay on the metal door. "Lets go" she mumbled as she yanked open the door and turned on her flash light. It wasn't as dark as she thought it would be but there was still many dark corners she wasn't willing to trust yet. They slowly made their way down the corridor, their hearts beating heavily in their chests as they waited with berated breath for the familiar moaning.

Daryl got ahead and silently indicated for them to try the kitchen area. They knew that no walkers would of got passed this part, the other doors where always locked unless Rick had let you through. It would only be two open planned rooms to check and they where safe.

Daryl was the first to sweep the room but found no indication of any walkers entering this part so he silently let Amelia in. As soon as she walked in she knew this space had been tainted and her eye's found a spot of blood on the edge of the first table. Pointing silently to it Daryl scorned himself as he lifted his bow back up and began making his way towards the next room.

Amelia was very aware of her surroundings and knew that even in a rush that nobody had hurt themselves enough to cover the corner of the table. There was only one place they/it could be, in the cells. Cringing at the sudden thought she pushed on, ignoring Daryl's hesitant eyes she took the first step up towards the perch.

"Shit" she breathed as the tension mounted upon her. Daryl was gently pushing her own, eager to get it over with but she knew he was there for her if she needed him. As she took the last shaky step she looked ahead of her and almost fell to her knees.

A young woman, who if wasn't tainted by death would have been so beautiful. Instead her face was marred by death, her skin degrading disgustingly downwards. Her eye's where dull and white but it was her clothes that really affected Amelia, she was in a white nightie hanging over what use to be Judith cot. It was soul destroying to watch this monster yearn for something she wasn't sure of anymore. Amelia felt frozen to her spot, even when this monster turned to her and began to run towards her. Daryl had pushed by her and took her out effortlessly, even making sure this monster wasn't to taint Judith's little cot.

"What-what was she doing?"

"Aint' no she about it. Just instinct. Don't think about it"

"How can I not? Did you see her Daryl? It was almost human...like she was-" but he turned quickly and pressed a rough hand over her mouth. Wild animalistic anger was in his eyes as she was pushed back into the wall, her head however didn't hit the wall as his other slipped around and her head.

"Don't go there 'Melia cause' once you do there ain't no coming back. Just don't think about it" and his eye's began to nervously dart, trying to be brave and focus on her. Amelia stiffened against him but reached up to to remove his hand from her mouth. He could see she didn't know what to say and he was afraid of what she was going to so he did what his body wanted to and pressed his lips, a little too roughly to hers. Amelia responded quickly but timidly to his kiss, afraid that if she pulled away the realisation it was happening would be a little to much.

He was unsure of what to do as he worked his lips against hers but knew that this little contact was the only form of his new self that he wanted to keep. In a previous life he had never wanted be touched, never cared for relationships and friendships but he had found himself in Amelia. As much as he hated it she was now apart of his torn mind and soul.

He could feel her pulling away, unsure of his reasoning behind his sudden actions so he let her. He couldn't look her in the eyes so he settled for the spot behind her.

"You're so confusing" she breathed, gently pushing him away "We gotta go" she mumbled shaking her head as she stepped away. All Daryl could feel was rejection bubbling within every part of him. Was his kiss that bad? Was he bad? Did she not want him? Did she just feel sorry for him. Rage passed through him in the moment and he turned away, kicking at the corpse that lay looking up at him from the floor.

Women would never want Daryl. Who the fuck was he kidding? His daddies words echoed in his skull, painfully "Aint' nobody gunna' want your sorry ass. No woman would touch you" and he stumbled back at the painful memory that hit him. He hadn't realised it until it was too late but as Amelia grabbed out for him, in a form of comfort he lashed out, an image of his father before his eyes as he back handed her away.

Amelia fell back, spitting blood, tears in her eyes.

Authors note- Oh poor Daryl, his emotions finally exploded. What did you guys think? it's only going to get more angsty from here. Thank you to a allons-ymeg for reviewing! it's so nice to see that some people have stuck by me.

Let's go guys! I'll be posting two more tomorrow depending on you.