"This is stupid," Daryl said as they sat on the stools at the bar, but Lucy wasn't having it. She poured them two shots and set the bottle on the counter between them. They were comfortable with each other again, and they didn't fight any more. They had a true friend ship now, despite everything and cared about each other.

"You got your whiskey, this is on…" She grinned and he couldn't resist those dimples of hers and she knew it, "You need to lighten up, Dixon. Have some fun for once."

"You're ridiculous." Daryl huffed.

"I believe that you have noted that before," She laughed, "I'll start, never have I ever told a lie," They both drank, "You're turn."

"Are we gonna play spin the bottle next," He teased.

"Go," She held her glass up at him.

"Never have I ever played this dumb game before," Lucy drank and Daryl laughed, "Figures." He did enjoy their banter and he had missed her, he'd follow her wherever she led him now.

"Never have I ever, boosted a car," Lucy raised her glass and they both drank. Then she refilled the glasses with a chuckle, almost spilling it all over the place. They had both stolen cars, who would have guessed it.

"Hammered already?" He raised his eyebrow at her and she shook her head.

"Go," She answered.

"Never have I ever gotten drunk on whiskey," Daryl said trying to make it easy and they both drank.

"Never have I ever smoked pot," They both drank.

"Never have I ever...gotten a DWI," Daryl said and neither of them drank. This was an interesting way to get to know her he supposed, and to get loaded; they were well on their way there.

"Never have I ever had an STD," Lucy laughed. Neither of them drank and Daryl continued, feeling the effects now just a bit.

"Never have I ever cheated on a test," He said, and Lucy drank, their glasses were empty again and this time Daryl poured.

He was getting lit already and he gave fuck all about it.

"Never have I been in jail," Lucy drank and Daryl didn't.

"You've been in jail," Daryl laughed. As always just when he thought he had her all figured out, something would come out of left field and totally floor him.

"Disorderly person at a protest march," She answered like it was nothing and he just shook his head, she was so full of surprises and he never knew what to expect next. "Never have I ever had a three way," Lucy giggled and neither of them drank at first, then to her surprise, with a roll of his eyes Daryl did drink and Lucy burst out laughing,"Whaaaat?"

"It ain't all it's cracked up to be…too much work." Daryl answered with a shrug.

Lucy just about died laughing, Daryl would have been embarrassed if it was anyone but her. The only people that ever knew about it were him and the two girls he picked up for the night. Who he of course never saw again.

"Never have I ever, stood someone up," Daryl challenged and Lucy drank.

"Never have I ever fucked outside," They both drank.

"Never have I ever fucked in a jacuzzi," Lucy drank.

"Never have I ever given road head," Lucy said and neither of them drank.

"Never have I gotten road head," And neither of them drank.

"Never have I ever been tied up sexually," Lucy drank and so did Daryl and they both raised their eyebrows at each other.

"Never have I ever been married," Daryl stated trying to get them back into normal questions, and not sex questions so his dick would calm th fuck down. He was getting turned on just talking about it in obscure terms, he needed to change the subject fast.

Daryl was surprised when Lucy drank then shrugged her shoulders. She wasn't going to add anything to the story it seemed and just skipped over it. But Daryl was curious as fuck now.

"Never have I ever been in love…" Lucy continued, and neither of them drank.

"Wait a minute...wait a minute. I can't let this go. You mean to tell me that you were married and you didn't love him?"

"His name was Anthony and he was a hospice patient, first born Italian boy, only son, big family. He was dying and he wanted his widowed mother to have the joy of seeing him get married before he died. I was his nurse…after that I left hospice and went to work in the ER. But I did care about him."

Daryl was struck speechless and he loved her then, "Clearly you did."

He had a new appreciation of who she was, and what kind of person she had been before the turn. He had always known that she was special; then he took a leap of faith and a drink.

"I didn't ask a question," She laughed as she poured him another shot.

"I've been in love," He met her eyes and it was clear to her what he was saying.

"You have?" She murmured, "How do you know?"

"I just know…"

"That isn't anything you should say unless you're absolutely sure…"

"I am…" He answered, "Absolutely sure."

"Oh…100%?" The alcohol had made both of them loose and they were feeling good. Daryl hoisted himself off the bar stool and stood in front of her.

"I'm so sorry I hurt you…" He began as he got closer to her, "Forgive me."

"Don't ever do it again…"

"I won't. I promise I will never, ever hurt you again."

Lucy nodded, "Ok."

He got closer to her, placing his hands on her hips and kissed her, nice and soft, sweet. Lucy wrapped her arms around him and pulled him closer to her. It was so sweet to have her in his arms again after such a long absence. Lucy wrapped her legs around his waist, desperate to get as close as possible. They kissed that way for a while until the heat between them became too much to bear.

Daryl turned and knocked all of the stuff off the bar, then grabbed her and had her sitting up there before she knew what happened. Then his hands were on her inner thighs, moving them apart so he could be closer to her. His hands went to the buttons on her shirt and she pulled him closer by his belt loops

"I'm gone dicking around Lucy, we're back together…" He brought his lips to her neck and placed three kisses from her collar bone to her ear.

"We were never a thing," She teased even as she wrapped her arms around his waist.

"Yeah, keep telling yourself that, every time we get stuck somewhere we can't keep our hands off each other, it's a thing…"

Then he was kissing her, it had been weeks since they had been together and she yielded to him completely. She allowed him to slip her shirt off of her shoulders as he just stared at her with lust hooded eyes.

"It's a big thing…Lulu," He murmured as he buried his face in her hair.

"Don't call me Lulu,"

"I'll call you whatever you like…"

"Lucy is fine…"

His hands were all over her then while his lips traveled down her neck and she was unbuckling his pants before she knew what she was doing in a total fever of need that she never had with anyone else. Lucy had never been so aggressive, and wanted someone the way she wanted him.

This was all so new to her, he was dangerous and so exhilarating, not like any other man she had even been with.

Daryl pulled his shirt over his head so he could get closer still to her, skin to skin, he needed it like air. He never wanted to be close to anyone, but he couldn't get enough of her.

Her nails raked down his back as her hands traveled over his hard body and she was finally home, where she belonged. His mouth was hot and wet against her skin, Lucy was dizzy with feeling and wild, animal emotion, there was no going back and they both let out a moan of total bliss. He could feel her boots against his ass and it made his cock ache to be inside her.

"Oh God sweetheart, I missed you so much." He moaned against her neck, and she felt his teeth as he bit her flesh softly and she arched into him more. Her nails dug into his back as Daryl pulled down her jeans, then got her boots off until she was sitting there just in her underwear.

He shucked down his jeans, kicked off his boots and was against her in just his boxers in a second. It was sweet torture and Daryl groaned low in his throat, "Fuuuuuuuckkkk."

"Mmmmmmmmmm." Was all she could manage as she felt his hips rolling against hers, his cock was hard and inviting, he teased her with it, pushing it against her until she couldn't take it anymore. Daryl plunged his hands into her hair and breathed in her scent that was so familiar and welcome to him. "I fucking love you." She shrieked, "Give it to me now!"

"I knew it. I knew it," He cried out as he yanked off her panties, got his boxers down a bit and entered her to the hilt, bottoming out in one stroke.

"Oooooffffffff," The air was knocked out of her and Lucy wrapped her legs around him tighter, "Oh Jesus!" She cried out and Daryl let out a deep moan as he kissed her hard again, shoving his tongue in her mouth, then his lips were on her neck and sucking hard, "Oh fuck," She moaned as she pulled him closer to her.

"Say you're mine, mine forever." He whispered against her skin, as he fucked her nice and slow, "Say it!"

"I'm yours, I'm yours I promise." She breathed out as he pushed against her faster, rocking them against the old bar that was squeaking and neither of them noticed. "Forever."

"Say it again," He demanded, slamming into her harder and harder; it sounded like the place was going to fall down around them and they didn't notice it at all, they were both so lost to each other.

"Only you."

"Only me." He gasped out, pulling her hips against his as she yanked his hair and scratched her nails over his skin making him groan out loud.

"Only you." She repeated trying to wiggle against him, chasing the fire that was consuming her right down to her soul. "Only you."

"Tell me no one ever made you feel like this."

"Only you make me feel this way." She gasped, "You're the one, you're the one."

He kissed her hard, reclaiming her and he wasn't done yet. "Tell me again." He pulled her close against him, skin to skin, as his hand reached down between them.

"Never anyone else but you." And that was the truth. "Only you make me feel this way, it's always been you."

Between the magic he was working with his hand, the feel of his skin on hers and the rest of him, she felt the pressure starting to build fast and he knew it was coming.

"Now cum." He demanded. "Cum on me Lucy, cum on me, cum on me! Come on baby..." His voice trailed off, "Come on…"

Daryl set out to push all her buttons and his words drove her body towards what he wanted and she felt it. She felt it deep in her core and in her soul, as he was bringing her where she wanted to be. His hand moved over her nipple like he had been doing it forever and then he followed that with his lips all the while still pounding her against the bar.

Nothing was stopping the total mind numbing, screaming, yelling, cursing passion that spread like a wildfire between them and would never be put out again. It was savage, they were wild as they gripped each other tight, Daryl pulled out slow, then pushed back inside her hard.

"Oh god I need it!" Lucy gasped out, her hair was in her face, wet with sweat, as was Daryl's too, "Oh, please don't stop…"

"Do it, fucking do it." He growled.

"Oh my God! Daryl! Fuckkkkk," She moaned as he kissed her "Fuck me, ohmygod yes."

Then it was happening and she couldn't stop it. It was like a tidal wave crashing over her and Lucy cried out and pulled him close against her. He slammed his hips against her as her body pulled his over the edge right after her.

"Oh fuck I'm cumming, oh fuck Lucy!" He swore as her pussy squeezed the hell out of his dick and he came harder than he had in years. "Goddammit, fuck, fuck,fuck yes, fuck yes ahhhhhh."

They stayed that way for a few minutes, trying to catch their breath, holding each other and then he let her down and held her. She lay her head on his shoulder and pulled him against her.

"I love you too," She murmured, "I meant what I said."

"So did I," And he didn't let go of her for a long time.