"All we could find that wasn't broken. Some of us will have to share but its better than nothing." Nodding to him Trixie finished the macaroni and cheese before Daryl started on what little squirrel meat he brought back. When the dinner was separated and passed out everyone sat in pairs, eating quietly, before Rick started to call out patrolling parties. Daryl and Trixie were first, then him and T-Dog followed by Glenn and Maggie. After them Trixie and Daryl would take another round before Rick and T-Dog set back up. Carl wanted to help but Hershel said while they were out scouting and patrolling that Carl would be needed at the house incase something got passed them. Rick nodded, trying to connect with his son before Lori told him he was staying near her anyways. Beth offered to put things away while Carol helped after they were done and before the patrol Trixie went to the bike to grab something.

"You ready for this?"

"Yeah, just getting my weapon." Daryl glanced over to her, seeing her put her machete in her boot again like usual and he frowned.

"One day youre going to hurt yourself."

"Naw, been doing it forever, can't hurt myself now. You got your stuff?" Daryl nodded as he held the crossbow up and smiled. Trixie rolled her eyes as she wrapped her hands around his waist, playing the with back of his jeans before she found the gun he kept back there and smiled.

"Youre good."

"You trained me a bit." She kissed his cheek as Rick walked over to them and asked them to check the town for a few supplies before they left and when they were heading out they noticed how quite it was.

"Was that you that screamed?" Trixie glanced over to Daryl before sighing and shaking her head.

"Beth."

'What happened?"

"We were checking this room, she opened the closet door and a walker reached out. He didn't make a noise either just stood there until she opened the door. It scared her."

"Hershel kill it?" Daryl glanced to her as she smirked and shook her head no. He liked seeing her kill walkers now, she was fluid in her motions and he loved a woman who could kill something without a gun so when she did kill a walker he liked to see it or hear about it.

"No I did. I grabbed a bat and swung on it while shutting her up."

"We heard she got cut off."

"Yeah, one hand over her mouth, the other swinging a bat and crushing the asshole." Daryl smiled while Trixie shrugged and pointed out the first place they were going to scout out. It was a little store, seemed like a dollar store, and when they got inside they frowned at the smell of rotting milk. Trixie found the freezer section and moaned when she saw the melted and rotted ice cream before she moved on and noticed that most of the non-parasiable items had been snipped already.

"Weve got some more water over here, back room."

"Any Twinkies?" Daryl chuckled before Trixie grabbed a few water bottles and stuffed them in the bag Daryl brought. Checking the store still she lucked up and found a few candy bars on the floor under some debris. She scooped them up, smiling as she thanked the lord for sweets, when Daryl came back holding a jar of peanut butter. Her and Lori had finished off the last one pretty quick and they were worried that Lori would be getting weak soon or that Trixie would be throwing up again if they didn't find something else.

" Heres your friend babe." Rolling her eyes Trixie added her stuff to the bag before they heard a noise and froze. Watching out the front door they noticed a walker stumbling by, he seemed alone, and when he stopped and sniffed out the store they were in Trixie cursed under her breath as it turned and walked in there with them. Daryl loaded his crossbow, getting ready to kill the thing, when Trixie gripped her machete and waited on the floor for the right time. The walker got by their heads, getting a bit angrier now that he could smell them but not see them yet, and when Daryl went to stand and shot him the walker fell right as the arrow flew out and embedded itself into the wall behind him. Daryl cursed as Trixie stood then and with one swipe to the walker her machete came from lower left to upper right and took off half of the walkers head before Trixie turned with it and let the blood spray her on the back as the body fell.

"Got him." Daryl glared to Trixie for a second before smiling and walking over to her.

"Ya got to stop doing that."

"What killing walkers?"

"No…making it look so damn sexy when you do." Daryl gripped the back of Trixies neck and pulled her to him, kissing her as she dropped her machete and twined her fingers into his hair. The others would have to wait a bit for the stuff they found, right now they had about two weeks of pent up frustration to take out with each other. Of
course the group didn't care, Glenn and Maggie had snuck off once already since they had been traveling. After they had worked out their stress they headed back where Rick and T-Dog were waiting at the houses border when Trixie and Daryl came back, bag full, and Trixies back bloodied but smeared. Glancing to T-Dog, Rick and him could figure what took them so long, and as Daryl pulled out some of the water bottles they looked grateful.

"Got more than that there but we left some for later. If we bring it all back and get attacked we lose it."

"Well at least we have something for the next few days. Maybe we can finally relax for a while."

"We can never relax T. We have to be on our feet. You two go get some sleep, Glenn and Maggie have separated the blankets and everyone knows where they are sleeping." Trixie and Daryl nodded as they left Rick and T-Dog to the patrol before going into the house and finding Maggie in one of the smaller rooms talking to Beth.

"Hey, Rick said to see where we were."

"Oh yeah, dad says you need a bed, so you have the other twin. Carl and his mom are on the queen and if he can fit he can stay with you. If not Glenn has a place set up for the guys in the living room, blocking one of the windows." Trixie nodded as Daryl turned and headed to the room she had left out for them, the blankets on the bed turning out to be thin sheets. Trixie let out a groan before she started to pat them down, making sure they werent dusty or bloody, and as she took her shoes off Daryl had disappeared.

"Thought this might help." Trixie glanced behind her and saw Daryl with the banket that he had given her to use the first night they ever started talking back at the Quarry. She didn't even know he had that one still.

"Thought we lost this back at the C.D.C."

"Naw, its my best one, why would I leave it?" He smirked before he threw it over the bed as well and when Trixie slipped under the covers, pant and shirt on still, Daryl copied her but he left his shoes on, sticking them outside fo the covers as Trixie turned to face him and pulled her arms up to place her hands on his chest. He wrapped his arms around her, placing her head in the crook of his shoulder, and smiling as she instantly fell asleep when she got warm. He followed not to far behind, he knew hed be up soon anyways, and as he gripped her tighter he kissed the top of her head before finally succumbing to the sleep.