For the next week and a half, things were uneventful. Randall was almost completely healed and the group was able to get back into their routine of things. Daryl even came back to the camp after a few days to Kayla's happiness. She liked having him around again and he seemed to enjoy her company too. Even if they didn't talk, the comfortable silence was enough for the both of them. She's also grown closer to Maggie as well, talking with one another and taking walk around the farm with one another.

One morning after breakfast Rick made an announcement that they needed to go on a run for supplies. "We're running low on medical things and ammunition." He explained.

"There's a small department store not too far from where Maggie and I went." Glenn offered.

"No you've done enough runs Glenn." Rick replied. "Let someone else take this one."

"I'll go." Daryl volunteered.

"I'll come with you." Kayla spoke up. Rick's eyes landed on her. "Kayla I need you here." he told her.

"Come on Rick I haven't left the farm in so long." Kayla reminded Rick. "Let me go with Daryl. It' not too far and I'm pretty sure I've been out there on my own before…I know how to handle myself."

After a few seconds Rick agreed. "Alright, I'll get a list together of the things we need. Be ready to go later." he told the two.

Kayla excused herself to her tent where she got her things together. She loaded her gun and holstered it on her hip as well as he one and only knife. Then put extra ammo in her pockets and pack before walking back out to the group. She saw Daryl prepping his crossbow with extra arrows and then pulling his angel wing vest on. Kayla loved that vest. There was something about it that made it appeal to her. Daryl stood up and caught her looking at him and she quickly looked away. Her cheeks were red from embarrassment as she pretended to button the button on the bottom of her shirt.

About a half an hour later Rick came to Kayla with a list. She accepted it and read through it. "Band aids, toothpaste, tampons, canned food, knives…" she read. "Just the average apocalypse's grocery list." Rick let out a soft laugh and then told her to be careful. "I need the two of you back here alive." He said.

"We'll be back before you know it." Kayla assured him with a smile.

Rick nodded and then walked over to his family and Kayla went over to Daryl as she scanned through the list. "You know we can probably fit this stuff into a couple of backpacks." She told him. "We could take your bike, save fuel." He looked at her as he shouldered his crossbow. "Sounds like a plan." He agreed. "I'll bring it around." Daryl walked off and Kayla grabbed one of the bigger sized back packs from the one seat and put it on her back. Just then Daryl drove up on his motorcycle and motioned for her to get on. She walked over and swung her leg over the seat, then fastening her arms around Daryl's torso. Once she was on, Daryl took off down the dirt road towards town.

The drive was quiet and Kayla had a mile on her face being this close to Daryl. She could smell the scent of cigarette smoke and earthy scent that lingered on him. She rested the side of her face on his back and enjoyed the moment, because moments like those didn't happen often.

When they reached the department store, it looked abandoned. There were dusty, empty cars outside and trash scattered about. "The store isn't that big." Daryl said after parking his bike and turning it off. "Let's sweep through it together and then look for everything we have to get."

"Sounds good." Kayla agreed as she pulled her gun out of her holster and switched the safety off.

The pair walked into the store that was dimly lit and walked down each of the aisles, finding only three walkers altogether. "You take half the list and I'll take the other half." Kayla said tearing the list right down the middle. Daryl took his half of the list and to the aisle where he would find the things on his list. And of course he got the half with tampons on it.

Kayla traveled down the aisles with her knife, not wanting to waste ammo on one walker if one showed up and threw boxes of band aids and disinfectants into her pack, making sure everything was organized so she had enough for everything. She checked things off and then went over to the clothes. Even though it wasn't on the list, she wanted to pick something up for Carl. She searched through the racks of clothes and found a couple of long sleeves that were his size. She tucked them away and then went back to finding things that were on the list.

Daryl and Kayla both found all the thing on their lists and had pack full of supplies. "Kayla?" Daryl called out. "Yeah?" called back.

"Did you find everything?"

"Yeah, you?"

"Yeah, let's head back."

Kayla began walking back towards the front of the store when footsteps caught her attention. She stopped and listened, hearing growls from the other side of the aisle. When she stopped so did the footsteps. Quietly as possibly she unsheathed her knife and got it ready as she walked towards the end of the aisle. As she walked out into the open, so did two walkers. She managed to stab the first one in the head, but they were too close together for her to get the other. The body of the walker she killed fell on her, causing her to fall back on the floor and drop her knife. The second walker climbed on top of the dead walker and tried to bite at Kayla.

"Daryl!" she called out in terror. She couldn't reach for her knife without the risk getting bit and the position she was in forbid her from getting leverage to push the two walkers off of her. "Daryl!" she called again.

Daryl was at the front of the store when he heard Kayla. "Daryl!" she called out. "Daryl!" Daryl took off in a sprint towards the sound of her voice, dodging the things in his path. "Kayla!" he yelled out. "Over here!" she yelled back, the sound of a struggle in her tone. Daryl went towards the direction of her voice and finally found her pinned down by the food section. He raised his crossbow and shot an arrow at the walker trying to get at her, hitting it right in the skull. It fell limp on her and Daryl rushed over to get the bodies off of her. He grabbed the one he killed by the back of its shirt and pulled it off of her while she pushed the second on off of her. He grabbed her hands and helped her to her feet.

"Are you alright?" he asked, checking her over.

"Yeah." She panted. "Thanks…"

He gave her a nod and then walked out of the store with her.

The ride back to the farm was like the ride to the store, a comfortable quiet with Kayla's arms securely fastened around Daryl' torso which he found comfortable as well. The feeling of her arms around him gave him a warm feeling and he never had the fortune of having. He felt himself liking her a bit more everyday because she never pressed conversation or asked too many questions about him. She let him have his peace even if she was in his presence. He liked that about her. He liked a lot of thing about her. But the question was, did she feel the same about him?

Upon arrival back at the farm, Rick approached them asking how it went. "Fine." Kayla answered handing him her back pack. "Found everything on the list." He noticed the blood on her shirt but didn't say anything because she didn't have any injuries and they came back alive. Daryl handed him his bag, standing next to Kayla and giving Rick a look signaling everything was fine. Rick returned Daryl's look and took the supplies to the RV, leaving Daryl and Kayla alone. Kayla quickly turned on her feet and kissed Daryl' cheek. He turned towards her in surprise and caught the red in her cheeks. "That was for saving me." she told him.

"You gonna kiss me every time I save you?" he questioned.

"Maybe." She teased as she walked off.

OOOOO

Later that night after dinner, Kayla was reading a book on the roof of the RV as Dale kept watch. She liked Dale's company well as Daryl's because Dale is like the father she never got. "What do you think Rick is going to about Shane?" she asked a she turned a page. "I'm still surprised Hershel allowed him to stay here." Dale replied.

"Hershel likes Rick who puts up with Shane…" Kayla reminded him. "And Rick will do anything to keep order."

"I know…" Hershel said with a yawn. Kayla looked at him. "Why don't you go to sleep? I'll keep watch." she offered. "Alright." Dale agreed handing her the rifle as she dropped her book. "But tomorrow night you get to sleep." Kayla smiled and took position on the roof, looking out at the field.

About two hours passed that Kayla sat in the silence of herself when Daryl emerged from his tent. She looked at him in the light the fire casted and smiled. His hair was messy and he was dressed in a sleeveless flannel and ratty sweatpants. "What're you doing up?" she asked in a loud whisper. He looked up at her and let out a breath. "You can only be so comfortable on a cot for so long." He told her as he walked over to the RV and climbed up. He sat next to her and looked at her as she looked out at the open fields. Her face had traces of dirt on it and her eyes showed signs of tiredness.

A silence fell for a while which Daryl broke. "I'll take over." He said. "I have a few hours in me, you get some rest." Kayla looked at him and smiled, handing him the gun. "Thanks." She said as she stood up. She walked to the ladder and stopped. Turning around she looked at Daryl for a moment and then walked back to him. She put a hand on his shoulder and he turned his head, allowing Kayla to bend down and press her lips to his. Daryl tensed up and looked at in the few seconds she kissed him before he pulled away. "I wanted to that just in case I die tomorrow." Was all she said before getting off the RV and going to her tent.