Chapter 37

I woke up in the morning to find my mattress empty. Instantly I was reminded of the stupid thing I let slip out of my mouth last night. Sighing I got up, running my fingers through my hair and throwing it up into a bun on the top of my head.
"Don't you look beautiful." Glenn said when I came out from behind the sheet. He leaned against the railing of the stairs, a frown on his lips. "Katie, are you still not getting any sleep? You look like a walker."
"You're exaggerating." I muttered after catching a glimpse of myself in the window. "Aren't you supposed to be doing something useful? "
His eyebrows raised in surprise. "Wow, and the bitch is back folks."
I sighed. "Sorry. Rough night."
"Trouble in paradise?"
I just shot him a glare. I continued down the hall and down the stairs, Glenn trailing behind me.
"Just a warning," He whispered. "Rick, Daryl, T and the prisoners are all in the main room. Came down to wake you up. They are gonna go the cafeteria for food."
"The little they said was left?"
He nodded as we stepped onto the cement of cell block C. "The main guy is sketchy, like extremely. He looks like he's looking for the right moment to kill your brother."
I took my riffle out of the weapon cell and smiled at him, holding it up. "Well I guess one of us will have to kill him first."
"But what about the other prisoners? Big Tiny is nice and I'm sure Axel isn't in here for anything too serious."
"This is a prison Glenn." I muttered. "And looks can be deceiving."
He snorted. "Like you. You look so nice and sweet."
"And I'm not?"
He rolled his eyes. "I'm gonna see how Maggie and Beth are doing."
I gave him a weak smile. "Alright. Give them a hug for me. I haven't seen them since we've got here."
He nodded, walking back into the cell.
Turning on my heel I made my way to the main room between cells.
"Well, well, well." Tomas muttered, a grin on his face. "Finally something good to look at."
"Do you want me to shove my knife through your eyeballs?" I asked.
"If you're the last thing I see."
Daryl growled, his hand gripping the crossbow tightly.
"Are we doing this thing or not?" said someone from behind me.
I turned to see my nephew, his pistol in hand. I gave him a weak smile and crouched down so I was at a lower level then him. "I need you here, alright? If something happens to us you need to protect the rest of the group." I leaned over into his ear. "Plus," I whispered. "If something happens to Hershel, you need to be here for Beth."
He blushed a shade of pink, nodding sheepishly. "Alright."
I kissed his forehead and stood up. "I'll see you soon."
Carl left the cell, tucking his pistol back in his pocket.
"Your kid?" Axel asked out of curiosity. "He looks like you."
I didn't respond. I didn't want them to know anything about Carl, not his name, height, age, or his favorite kind of cereal. Nothing. "Are we ready?"
"There's no walkers." T-dog said. "Well, to the path anyway. I checked twice and killed the one remaining.
I smiled at him. "Thanks T."
He flashed me a grin"Course Miss. G."
"I know you!" I heard from Andrew. "Guys, it's the hot reporter from the Atlanta news!"
"Can we just go and get some god damned food?" My brother asked.
"I agree..." mumbled Daryl. "Lead the way boys."
The prisoners glanced at each other before going back out the door and back into the dark hallways. Nobody said a word but my group kept exchanging looks, wondering what was going to become of the prisoners. We finally reached the cafeteria with the light flickering. Tomas lead the way back, the prisoners following.
And there was the most food I had seen in one place since camp outside of Atlanta.
Daryl turned sharply on Tomas, throwing his crossbow on his back. "This is whatcha call a little food?"
"Goes fast.." He walked around in the huge pantry, debating something. "You can have a bag of corn, a few cans..." he mumbled.
"We said half." Rick snapped. He turned to the freezer door. "What's in here?"
Tomas smiled. "Don't go in there."
My brother ignored him, opening the door but gagging as soon as he saw and smelt the products of that room.
Tomas and Andrew started laughing while Daryl looked like he wanted to put a bullet in their heads. "Told you not to go in there."
"It would be nice to have a pot to piss in..." Axel muttered.
"Must suck." T sympathised with the man.
Rick threw a bag of corn over his shoulder. "Come on. Half of this goes back to C."

We dragged the bags of corn out to the middle of the main room. I lifted the bag and threw it on top of the nonfunctioning fridge. I sighed, stretching my arms above my head. "How much more is left, T?" I asked.
"Rick and Daryl have the last few things." He told me, setting down the garbage bag of cans we had. "We will be living in luxury my fearless leader." He announced, grinning.
I smiled back, shaking my head. "Good thing too. We definitely deserve it after those treacherous months." I took my braid out of hair and ran my fingers through my brown waves, them feeling soft for the first time in months. I felt someone put their hands on my hips and kiss my cheek, the feeling of stubble along with the warm lips. "That everything?" I asked as he wrapped his arms around me, resting his head on my shoulder.
"Yeah." Daryl muttered, entwining his fingers in my hair. "Yer so beautiful." He whispered, sending shivers down my spine. "I got somethin' for ya back in our cell."
My eyes widened. "Yeah?"
He chuckled, his hand on my waist pulling me closer. "Not that baby."
I couldn't help but sigh in disappointment, closing my eyes.
"Katherine." He breathed next to my ear.
"Katherine." I heard, a different voice then my hunters.
My eyes snapped open to see Rick coming out of the hallway with the prisoners behind him. "Yeah?"
"Daryl."
He let go of me reluctantly. "Yeah?"
"Get off my sister, will you? Go do that someplace far far away or just don't do that."
I bit my lip, sliding my hand into his. "What time do you want us back?"
"Two hours."
I grinned, running up the stairs, Daryl trailing behind. Once we reached the cell I jumped up, wrapping my legs around his waist. I was so thrilled that he wasn't leaving me by my slip up last night.
"Woah there tiger." He muttered, hands on my lower back. "What's got into ya?"
I smiled and gave him a quick kiss on his lips. "I just love you, that's it."
"I love ya too."
"I love you more..."
He grinned, setting me down on the bed and walking over to his duffel. He dug inside of it, stopping and staring at something before picking it up. He walked over to me, hand behind his back. "Doubtful." He said before giving me a box.
I examined it closer to find it was a pack of cigarettes. I looked up, grinning at my amazing hunter. "Is that what you went on a run for last night?"
He shrugged. "And other things."
I couldn't believe that even after all of this, I was happy.

Author's Note:
Sorry that it was a short one. Review and let me know what you are thinking though!