Hey guys! I told you that I would be delivering to you a much shorter chapter this time instead of the monster long one that I gave you guys last time and I am glad to say that I have successfully delivered! Enjoy this nicely shortened chapter that is chock full of Daryl/Tessa fluffiness (and slight raunchiness ;)) and then Lori and Rick being their customary awkward selves around each other. Its also a chapter that didn't want to get written in the beginning but once I started and got going, it started churning itself out quite nicely, if I do say so myself. I also might have stolen Carol and Daryl's conversation on top of the bus but when have I ever made it apparent that I liked Carol? ;)

We're getting ever-so-closer to the muchly anticipated birthing chapter and holy Jesus-Balls, I am excited, as I am sure a lot of you guys are! Will Tessa have a boy - will she have that girl - will she have something else . . .? Only time will tell and I hope you guys are sitting on the edge of your seats in anticipation, cause I know I am! And then after that, its non-stop action and adventure and I need to stop rambling LOL. I will also be putting Wren and Seth into bigger roles in the future, so that is another thing you guys will hopefully be excited about.

Okay, anyway, onward with the chapter! Read it, REVIEW it (**hint, hint, cough, cough**) and above all, enjoy :)

- Nagiana

PS. Thanks again HermioneandMarcus for your amazing reviews - keep 'em comin'! :)

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"Ya think ya excited now? Then imagine our baby runnin' out across this grass – havin' tha freedom to play and run and laugh out here to his heart's content and us not havin' to worry 'bout tha threat of walkers hurtin' him . . ."

They had taken the prison yard with nary a hitch.

As Daryl, Carol and Ethan moved up to the guard tower and began picking off the walkers one-by-one while Seth and Rick got themselves ready to run across the yard and close the gate, Tessa and Wren stood with the others banging and shouting on the safe side of the fence trying to get the walkers over to them where they could pick them off safely through the chain-link fence, as well as take some of the heat off of Rick and Seth as they made their way to the gate.

They all watched with bated breaths as the two men made their daring run towards the gate on the other side of the yard in order to close it, all the while trying their damndest to distract the walkers and get them over to them instead of the other two. When Rick shut the gate and Seth secured it with a chain before rushing into the nearby guard tower before they could get overwhelmed by the walkers, Tessa immediately knew what had happened by the intensely relieved gasp that Lori and Wren had issued beside her.

"Light 'em up!" Daryl shouted from his spot on one of the guard towers and everyone stationed on the others nodded as they began picking off the remaining walkers lumbering around the yard with expertly placed head-shots as the others continued picking them off through the fences.

When they were finally done, the grins on their faces were actually real ones and they caused their faces to ache from holding the completely foreign emotion on it for so long.

"That was fantastic!" Carol spoke, grinning, as everyone exited the guard towers and the remaining people began filing into the yard. Tessa, grinning as well, hugged Ethan and then Daryl as he nodded to Hershel.

"Nice shootin'." He told him and Hershel smiled and nodded as he moved closer to them in order to pat Daryl on the back.

"You guys okay?" Carol then asked Lori and Tessa, concern filling her face and the two women nodded as Daryl wrapped an arm around Tessa's waist, bringing her closer to him as they joined the rest of the people on the other side of the fence.

"We haven't felt this good in weeks!" Lori grinned and her and a still beaming Tessa clasped hands for a moment as she walked by her, Daryl hand on her lower back gently keeping her going.

"Oh – we haven't had this much space since we left the farm!" Carol continued when their feet hit the grass of the prison yard, a grin and a laugh entering her voice as she took off at a jog across the yard, a grinning Carl taking off after her. It seemed everyone's spirits had been raised from winning the skirmish, as well as their morale, and when Daryl stopped, so did Tessa. Ethan and Seth – grinning as well – ran past them, playing shoving each other as they freely stretched their legs for the first time in months.

"Oh my God, we did it!" Tessa breathed out. "Daryl, we actually did it!" Daryl grinned then as he placed his hand on her stomach before pressing a loving kiss to her forehead.

"Ya think ya excited now, Tess? Then imagine our baby runnin' out across this grass – havin' tha freedom to play and run and laugh out here to his heart's content and us not havin' to worry 'bout tha threat of walkers hurtin' him . . ." Tessa's grin flickered down to a soft smile as she turned to face Daryl, her eyes loving and teasing when they connected.

"You might wanna stop talking so much about our baby, Daryl. I'm starting to get a little jealous . . ." She whispered before her face split into another grin. Daryl shared the same grin before he wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her. It was the deepest, most passionate kiss that they had shared in months and they only broke apart when they heard the whooping and catcalls coming from T-Dog, Ethan, Seth and some of the other, more cheerful people of the group that carried over to them on the lazy spring breezes. Tessa blushed slightly as Daryl grinned and flipped them off before returning his attention back on to her. He moved to kiss her again, his hands moving to frame her face and she readily returned it. Their kiss deepened again but like before, they were interrupted before it could get too hot and heavy. This time it wasn't by catcalls and whoops, but by Rick himself.

"Hey, I hate to break you two lovebirds' canoodling with each other over here, but do you think you and Ethan could go out hunting pretty soon?" He asked Daryl as he neared them, shaking his head good-naturedly all the while. "Everyone would be mighty grateful if the group could celebrate this with some good meat for once." Daryl nodded in reply, his grin turning down to a soft smile.

"Yeah . . . yeah, I'll go get him in a minute." He told him and Rick nodded and gave them one last smile before turning around and heading back towards the group, where he began shouting for everyone to return to the cars and begin parking them in front of the gate.

"He seems more spirited." Tessa remarked and Daryl nodded as he glanced at her.

"Everyone does, Tess – he ain' tha only one. Hopefully this whole prison thing turns out to be a good thing. I don' think Rick could handle another failure." Tessa nodded in agreement as Daryl gently but firmly hooked a hand underneath her elbow, re-catching her attention. Her eyebrows furrowed in slight confusion when she turned her gaze onto him again. "I'll be gone with Ethan but we'll be back soon, okay?" He told her and immediately when she realized where this was going, she rolled her eyes in irritation.

"Daryl, we've been over this -!"

"Look, Tess, ya might trust tha kid, but I don'!" He interrupted her with a shake of his head. "My gut has never steered me wrong before now and I don' think it's gonna stop anytime soon! Now somethin' is off with tha' kid – I know it! With ya pregnant and without Ethan here to watch ya, excuse me if I start feelin' a little paranoid!"

"Daryl, if what you are suggesting was even in the remotest sense true, then I am safer here in the group, then anywhere else! Glenn and Rick and T-Dog are here – I'm pretty sure that they are more than equipped to take on seventeen-year-old kid if he started something!" She smiled and let out a light laugh then as she framed Daryl's face with her hands and pressed a loving kiss to his cheek. "I'll be fine, Daryl, I promise!" She assured him and he nodded. She could tell he still wasn't taking her words with a grain of salt but it didn't bother her. She was used to Daryl thinking how Daryl wanted to think and if he wasn't leaning towards changing his mind about something, then dammit, Daryl Dixon wasn't going to change his mind!

"We'll be back as quick as we can, okay?" He promised her and she nodded and adopted a soft smile. She knew this worry stemmed from how close she was to giving birth and if her fear was giving birth in a ditch, then Daryl's fear was not being there with her when she gave birth in that ditch. He had already missed out on one of his kid's births, he wasn't about to let it happen again.

"If something happens, I'll send Glenn out with orders to go and get you guys as fast as he can, okay?" She assured him and he swallowed hard before giving a nod. After placing one last loving kiss on her lips, he turned around and after whistling for Ethan to join him, gestured towards the woods. The grin on his face was unmistakable and Daryl's heart twisted in his chest in regret that he almost never took Ethan out hunting anymore.

He couldn't help but feel more and more like his old man by the day.

The spring night had turned cooler than expected and they all found themselves huddling closer to the fire than they normally would have that evening, as they all polished off their dinner. Glenn let out a sigh of contentment, a sigh that broke the silence that had pervaded them since they had first sat down with the plates of food in their hands.

"Mmm . . . just like mom used to make . . ." He spoke as he finished licking a bone clean, and Tessa shot him a playfully mean look over the fire, one that he immediately gave her a smile in return. "Thanks, mom, for the food. Can ya tell dad I said thank you too?" He added teasingly and Tessa grinned and nodded as she and Maggie went back to stoking the fire with the two sticks they had found and had been using. Her gaze flickered over their heads to Daryl keeping a keen watch atop the turned over bus by the prison yard's main entrance and she saw Lori was doing the same with Rick patrolling the perimeter of the chain-link fence that surrounded them.

"Tomorrow we'll drag the bodies away from the fence and burn them. If we can somehow dig a canal under the fence from the river, then we'll have a supply of fresh water." T-Dog spoke up and everyone's eyes flickered onto Hershel as he spoke, a small smile on his face.

"The soil here is good too. We could plant some seed – some tomatoes, cucumbers, soybeans . . ." He looked up then and pointed to Rick. "That's his third time around," He brought up and Tessa glanced over her shoulder at him, as did Lori. "If there was any part of the fence compromised, he would have found it by now."

Beth smiled at the slightly depressed look on Lori's face and leaned into her slightly. "This will be a good place to have the babies," She spoke up, her eyes flickering to Tessa's as she did so and while Tessa immediately smiled at the young girl, her arm moving around a yawning Wren as she did so, it took a moment for a smile of any kind to appear on Lori's face. "It'll be safe." Lori finally smiled as Beth finished and even then, Tessa could tell that it was a half-hearted smile – the smile of a near defeated woman who was one hundred percent sure that she would give birth to a dead child.

Tessa gave a sigh then as she stood, picking up a plate of food sitting beside her as she did so. Lori immediately turned a look on confusion onto her. "Where are you going?" She asked, and Tessa gestured to Daryl standing on top of the bus. Carol was on the ground talking to him and although she knew it was nothing, she couldn't banish the shiver of some indistinguishable emotion from shooting up her spine.

"I'm going to go take him his supper. If he doesn't get anything then he won't eat at all." She told them and Lori nodded as she began the short trek to the bus. Daryl nodded to her as she neared them and Carol smiled a small smile as well as she pushed herself off of the bus and began the trek back to the others. She smiled at Tessa as they passed each other and Tessa smiled in return.

"Here, babydoll, turn around . . ." Daryl told her as he slung his crossbow over his shoulders, and Tessa grinned and did as she was told after sliding the tin plate of food up onto the bus.

"What were you and Carol talking about?" She asked, unable to keep the slight hint of jealously and suspicion out of her tone as, standing in front of the structure with her back to him, she felt Daryl grasp her and then heft her – almost effortlessly – onto the side of the bus with him. He chuckled.

"Nothin' ya need to worry ya pretty little head over. Ya know ya don' need to worry 'bout us. She's just bein' annoyin' - again!" He told her and Tessa continued to grin as she felt his hands leave her. She then picked up the plate, where she handed it to him. She didn't know what she expected when she asked the question. All Carol would ever get with Daryl was a tentative friendship because Daryl made no secret of the fact that he sometimes found her intensely annoying.

"Here's your food. It ain't much, but if I don't bring you something then you won't eat at all. That or you'll insist on giving me your share – even if I don't want it!" She told him and Daryl smiled in thanks as he took it from her.

"Now, what would I possibly do without such a good woman as yaself lookin' over me and takin' care of me like ya do?" He asked her and she rolled her eyes good-naturedly as she crossed her arms in front of her chest before she turned to face the group of people huddled around the fire – the group that Carol had so recently rejoined.

"You would probably be bashing your brains out in sexual frustration by now." She grinned at him and he returned the grin as he took a bite of food.

"Fuck, I'm already in tha' state, remember?" He asked and she nodded, telling him that she did indeed know that. Gone were her days of obsessive horniness due to the hormones that flooded her body from the baby - where all she wanted to do was jump Daryl's bones at the slightest provocation and from the slightest reasoning. Now, she was tired; her back and her breasts ached and all she wanted to do was sleep and rest all day. The final trimester of pregnancy was a bitch without the awesome hormones to make it better.

"And you think that I'm not? If I wasn't so damn tired I'll the time and if I still had those wonderful hormones from my second trimester, I'd still be jumpin' ya bones at every opportunity, mister!" She told him with a grin and even though she could see the corners of his mouth twitching upwards into a smile, he merely shrugged instead.

"Yeah, well, tha feelin's mutual. So do us both a favor and remind me when ya give birth again so tha' our completely mind-blowin' sex life can resume, how 'bout it?" He asked her and even though she knew he was kidding, she still landed a resounding punch against his arm, a punch that he only chuckled at. "Holy shit, Tess, tha' tickled!" He chuckled and her teeth gritted then in playful anger.

"You are such an ass!" She hissed as, laughing, she punched him on the arm a few more times, Daryl grinning and laughing as well as he recoiled slightly from her punches.

"Hey, hey, hey, now calm down, Momma Bear! I've got me a plate of food in ma hands, remember?" He laughed and she shook her head in playful disbelief as she moved to cross her arms in front of her chest again. Daryl cast a mischievous grin towards the campfire. "And I guess little Shane over there has quite tha appetite too, huh?" He added, and Tessa shot him a grin.

"Be nice, baby - you promised that you would! And Rick's gotten us farther than Shane could and I ever thought he would – I'll give him that," She gave a shrug then. "And besides, she's not entirely sure if it's alive or not. She hasn't felt it move this entire time she's been pregnant." She told him and Daryl grinned as he looked down at his plate of food. If Tessa didn't know any better, she'd say that was a grin of slight pride on his face.

"Unlike tha marchin' band tha' ya've been carryin'?" He asked her and Tessa shot him another grin. Yup, that had definitely been a look of slight pride.

"The marching band that your ass put in me, you mean?" She asked him and he gave a snort of laughter before they descended into a comfortable silence, the both of them just standing there, enjoying being in each other's presence as Daryl ate. That was one of the things he had always loved about their relationship. They didn't need constant chatter to fill their time together like other people did. They were content to just be with each other and that was perfectly fine with him. He wasn't big on talking with anyone but her, Ethan, Rick and Merle, anyways.

It wasn't long, however, before he noticed the slight grimace she had adopted as one of her hands planted on the small of her back and the other moved to rub at her shoulder. His eyebrows furrowed in concern as he took another bite. "What's wrong, babydoll?" He asked and Tessa gave a shake of her head as she glanced at him.

"It's nothing . . . my back's just killing me, that's all. I've been on my feet all day and with this weight I've been carrying around for the past three months . . ." She shook her head and released a weary sigh. "My shoulders aren't exactly liking me too much either right now," She gave another shake of her head then. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but I just can't wait until this kid is born! I'm tired of being sore all the damn time and being kept up all night with his near constant movement!" She confessed and Daryl nodded as he set his plate down on the bus before wiping his hands off on his pants. He finished chewing before he gestured for her to come over to him.

"Hold on . . . now come here . . ." Tessa, eyebrows furrowing in slight confusion, obediently turned around and immediately wanted to let out an almost orgasmic groan when she felt his strong hands expertly begin working out the kinks and knots in her shoulders. She moved her head with his hand's movements and soon, she began feeling much better. She didn't know why she hadn't thought of this before until she remembered exactly why.

"Sam had never volunteered to do this . . ." She murmured, almost to herself more than him, and it took Daryl a moment to realize who Sam was until he remembered that he had been the Yankee who had raised Ethan in his place.

"Well of course he didn'; ya weren' carryin' his kid. See Tess, I've got certain obligations to ya tha' he didn' have. And one of those obligations is givin' ya all tha back-rubs ya heart desires." He told her, gruffly, and she smiled and let out a chuckle.

"And you can stop feeling like you need to compete with him at any moment now, Daryl. Ethan loves you and adores you – he looks up to you above all others - you don't ever have to doubt that!" She tossed a sly glanced his way over her shoulder. "And he was never able to compare to you in other ways too, so you don't have to worry about that, either." Daryl gave a scoff then.

"If he was never able to compare to me, then why were ya with him for so long?" He asked and she rolled her eyes.

"I thought we already discussed this, Daryl! I couldn't support Ethan on my own – I needed help. And my parents – who had never been too fond of the idea of you to begin with – weren't helping because they weren't exactly fond of having a half-redneck grandchild!" Daryl's eyes grew slightly wide then although he didn't falter in the movements his hands were still making on her shoulders.

"Ya never told me tha' . . ." He murmured and she gave another half-shrug as she glanced back at him. When she replied, her voice was low and gentle.

"I didn't want you to know that 'cause I knew how much it would bother you. I didn't want you to know that my parents had always thought that I was a complete and total fucking idiot for staying with you for as long as I did. They had never approved of you – of who your family was and even though they had never met you and were able to judge you for yourself and not from what people said of your father or your mother or of Merle," She shook her head. "And anyway, Sam was there for me. He had started out as an understanding friend and when he saw how much I was struggling, he stepped up to a plate that wasn't even his to step up to, to begin with. We married but it wasn't because we loved each other – it was for a completely financial reason. Hell, sex was never really part of the equation – just something we did occasionally. And when my parents met him, they instantly loved him not because he could help support their wayward daughter and grandchild like they should have, but because he wasn't you. That's when I started hating my parents – when I realized how such big hypocrites they were."

"He could have loved ya . . . ya know?" Daryl replied, his voice quiet and slightly thoughtful. "Why else would he have stepped up to tha plate to help raise another man's kid? Ya might not have loved him, Tess, but I can guarantee ya tha' he loved ya." His words left a sour taste in her mouth and quite frankly, they did him as well but the silence they descended into then still wasn't one of awkwardness as he took his hands away from her neck and shoulders – something that Tessa immediately missed. She turned around as he nodded back to the group.

"Come on . . . we should be gettin' back before they miss us." He told her and Tessa bit down on her bottom lip.

"Really - are you sure? 'Cause I'm pretty damn sure that maybe those hormones are starting to come back now that my back feels as good as new and shit . . ." She replied as she took a step closer to him. Her hand settled on his stomach and he allowed her to kiss him for a moment before they broke apart, Tessa's eyes narrowing slightly. "No? You feel nothing too?" Daryl nodded his head.

"Nope – there's absolutely fuckin' nothin'," He shook his head and gave a weak shrug "It's not tha' I don't want ya, – 'cause I do! I jus' don' wanna risk hurtin' ya, babe." She nodded firmly, finding that it was the first time Daryl had called her anything but 'babydoll' and she found that she kinda liked it. 'Babydoll' was starting to get a little old.

"Okay, so . . . we'll wait until the baby's born, okay?" Daryl nodded and broke out into a wolfish grin.

"Oh Hell yeah! Then, babydoll, once Hershel gives us tha okay, it's gonna be on like fuckin' Donkey Kong between us! In fact . . ." He grinned then as he leaned down, his lips meeting her ear as he cradled her waist with his hands. "I'm gonna have ya shoutin' ma name so damn loud, tha' we might have to get our own cellblock for tha night!" He murmured and Tessa couldn't stop the shiver of desire that sped up and down her spine at his words before they broke apart and Daryl gestured down to the ground. "I'll go down first, okay?" He asked and Tessa bit down on her bottom lip again.

"Great, babe, that's even better! You've always been amazing with your tongue and I'm afraid it might be getting a little rusty due to all the misuse!" She told him as she gave his ass a rather enthusiastic slap, and Daryl shot her a playful grin over his shoulder. His words were laced with laughter when he spoke.

"Tess, stop, or else I really will want somethin'!"

He jumped down then and caught her as she carefully slid over the edge, where he guided her gently down to her feet. Teeth catching her bottom lip again, she shot him a completely innocent look that he had to let out a snort of laughter at. When had Tessa ever been innocent? The mere thought made him want to laugh. He'd call bullshit on that any day of the week!

But with her big brown sloe eyes, he had to admit . . . they put up quite the convincing defense in any argument if you didn't know her well enough.

"Sooo, I'll meet you in one of the guard towers later with a couple of blankets to test out how rusty your linguistic skills have gotten?" She asked him with a conspiratorial grin and Daryl let out a great sigh that he couldn't help but accompany with a grin of his own.

"Fine, but don' tell anyone, okay? I hate feelin' like we're tha only ones here who are gettin' anythin' here other than Short Round and Maggie." He told her and she laughed and nodded in agreement as they moved around the bus and headed back to the campfire, Daryl's pace slowing to accommodate Tessa's penguin-like walk. They reached the camp right when Beth and Maggie were in the middle of beautifully singing an old folk song and they took their customary seats in-between Wren and Ethan. Small smiles appearing on their faces, Daryl leaned back on one arm as Tessa settled against him, allowing him to support her weight. She sighed in contentment – both at the peacefulness of the situation heralded by Beth's singing that Maggie eventually joined in with, and feeling her entire body come to a creaking rest around her. It felt amazing and heavenly and for a moment, Tessa felt like she could sleep, nice and deeply. Carl smiled and handed his father a bowl of food as Rick rejoined them and he moved to offer Lori his share, a motion that she politely declined.

The girls finished their song as fluidly as they could but now that Rick was back in the group and that awkward silence had descended down upon him and Lori, it seemed an awkward silence had descended on them all. Those of them who had been dozing, like Tessa, Lori and T-Dog, suddenly found themselves more alert now that Rick was with them.

"Beautiful . . . that was beautiful, girls." Hershel spoke up and Tessa and Glenn nodded in agreement as he gave both of his daughters a loving smile.

"We better all turn in . . ." Rick spoke up and everyone immediately turned their gazes onto him. "I'll take watch over there; we have a big day tomorrow."

"What do you mean?" Glenn asked cautiously and Rick sighed. His eyes connected with Daryl's and although he had discussed it with his second and Daryl agreed, that still didn't make it any easier to tell the rest of the group.

"Look, I know we're all exhausted," Rick began, his voice soft and gentle. "This was a great win but we have got to push just a little bit farther. Most of the walkers are dressed as guards and prisoners, which means that this place fell pretty early. It could mean that the supplies may still be intact. They'll have an infirmary, a cafeteria -"

"They might have an armory too." Daryl added quietly from his place behind Tessa and everyone glanced at him before returning their gazes onto Rick, who nodded.

"That'd be outside the prison itself, but not too far away. Warden's office would have info on the location but they would have weapons, food – medicine! This place could be a veritable goldmine of supplies!"

"We are dangerously low on ammo," Hershel spoke up, his face resuming its normal diplomatic, expressionless self. "Tess and I counted it up this morning. We'd run out before we could even make a dent." Rick nodded and Tessa nodded as well in agreement with Hershel.

"That's why we have to go in there . . . hand-to-hand . . ."

And there it was. There was the kicker – the one catch. Everyone immediately adopted a stricken look on their faces then and Rick made sure to continue on with what he was saying before anyone grew panicked. "After all we've been through, we can handle it – I know it!" He glanced at Carl, Ethan and Seth then and smiled. "These assholes don't stand a chance." He told them and although they all smiled and nodded, Tessa could tell by the look on Lori's face that she didn't appreciate the way Rick had spoken to their son.

He got up and left the group then to return to his patrol and Tessa looked over her shoulder, watching as Lori got up and made her way over to Rick. She could notice the tenseness in Rick's body language when Lori called him over – the way he was almost unable to meet her eyes. As always Rick left in an angry huff but not before her spine encased itself in ice when she heard the last two things said between them – both of their voices irritated and angry.

"For God's sake, Lori, I'm still here!" He hissed and Lori's eyes quickly grew angry and defensive.

"Yeah, but that's only because Tess is!" Rick recoiled from her words and it was then that Lori shook her head. "I have something to tell you, Rick, and you might not like it but you have to hear it nonetheless. Tessa is Daryl's, okay? Tessa is Daryl's woman and the baby she is carrying is his son or daughter – a son or daughter that they conceived together! They don't need your protection – they have him! Me, on the other hand . . ." Lori shook her head halfway dejectedly. "I'm your wife, Rick – not my best friend who won't even give you the time of day because she's already head over heels in love with the man she's got!"

Tessa didn't know how Daryl reacted to those words because she quickly turned back around towards the fire and latched onto Daryl's arm instead. He cast her down a slightly concerned, almost uneasy look. "Babe, ya okay?" He asked her as one of his hands ran gently up and down the small of her back. It was a movement and a tone of voice that immediately made Hershel turn a concerned look onto them as well, but Tessa merely swallowed hard and nodded.

"Yeah, I'm fine, I just . . ." She turned a tight smile onto Daryl then. "Can we . . . can we go to bed now? I'm exhausted and like Rick said, we have a big day tomorrow." Daryl nodded in reply, his face expressionless but his eyes searching as he got to his feet. He helped her to hers and after the both of them told each other good night, Daryl patiently waited for Tessa to place a kiss on Ethan and Wren's foreheads before he took her hand and led her to the truck, where they would retrieve their blankets. Tessa felt Rick and Lori's eyes on them the entire way and quickly felt sick to her stomach. She suddenly wasn't entirely sure if she wanted to test out Daryl's linguistics skills after what she had heard Lori accuse Rick of.

How the Hell could this be happening to her? What did she do to deserve such drama?