Sweet Dreams Are Made Of This

Chapter 45

Author's Note: Is it bad that I'm cheering that I can get rid of Shane soon? I'm cheering inside. But not this chapter.

Sasha needs a hug! She's giving up on Ty. Almost ready to start season five! Right in time for the midseason break. I worked that well huh?

I'm off Thanksgiving and the weekend-supposedly. Our seasonal's don't have background checks in and I told my boss I'd work on Thanksgiving but I would need to know today. So if she asks me tomorrow, it's going to be to late. So I'll be able to write Friday Saturday and Sunday. SIGH. Please review! Reviews make me know that you guys aren't tired of this!

Summer's POV:

Summer threw her bag in the car along with a blanket. "Hey Carl, that your bag?" she asked.

"Yeah…" Carl answered as he handed it to her.

"Hey what's wrong?" Summer asked him.

"I…I did something," Carl told the teenager.

"What? What happened?" Summer asked.

Carl took out the gun and handed it to her. "I took it from your Uncle Daryl. Could you just give it back to him?"

Summer looked at him then the gun. "Carl why did you take Uncle Daryl's gun? He's been lookin' for this everywhere," she said as she looked down at him. "Carl, I need you to tell me the truth."

"Just give it back to him," Carl told her.

"No, I need you to tell me what happened," Summer told him.

"The walker that killed Dale…I saw him…he was stuck in the mud…I was going to shoot him…." Carl explained.

Summer played with her pony tail and sighed. "I hear a but coming…"

"I teased him, I taunted him, I went closer, I got scared," Carl told her.

Summer grabbed his arm. "Are you telling me that you taunted the walker that killed Dale? Is that what you're telling' me?"

Carl looked at her. "Yes."

"Do you know how irresponsible that is?" Summer asked.

Shane turned and saw them arguing and came forward. "What's going on?" he asked.

"Tell him!" Summer yelled at Carl. "Tell him or I swear to God, I'll do it myself."

"Hey Summer…calm down…Carl what's going on?" Shane asked.

"I took Daryl's gun, I saw the walker that killed Dale…in the swamp, I teased it. He went to grab me, and I got scared. I ran," Carl told Shane. "Please don't tell my parents."

Summer gave Shane the Dixon glare as to say you don't I will. "This isn't something we're keeping from your parents'. Sorry buddy. Where's the gun?" Shane asked.

"I got it," Summer responded.

"Alright, can you give that back to your Uncle? Carl, walkers' aren't something to be taunted with," Shane warned.

"It killed Dale…it could have killed you, or Mitch…" Summer said almost in tears.

"Summer, what's done is done, why don't you go help Andrea and Beth with bags?" Shane suggested.

"Fine," Summer said as she walked away.

Jewel's POV:

Maggie handed Jewel some clothes from a chest in the attic. "So how many condom's did you use last night?" she asked with a grin.

Jewel laughed. "Five minutes before you asked, way to restrain yourself."

"So?" Maggie asked.

"Four…." Jewel answered.

"Damn girl!" Maggie laughed.

"OK, in all fairness it had been six years since I've had sex. And, well, it made me feel alive. You are going to pack some of your stash right? I mean for you and Glenn," she said with a grin.

"Yeah, next on my list. You alright with me askin' to take Summer with me and Glenn?" Maggie asked.

Jewel sighed. "Truthfully, I wish we didn't have to send anyone. But I know she's more then capable, and I know she's safe with you and Glenn."

Maggie nodded. "Here's some men's shirts that might fit Daryl, Rick and Shane."

"Daryl will just rip off the sleeves of them, may keep one of them. You got any maternity shirts? For Lori, just in case?" Jewel asked.

"I'll look, don't think so though. This might fit you though," Maggie said as she threw her a coat.

"Thanks," Jewel said. "We're going on thirty five minutes, we need to go get our bags packed," she said as she stood up. "Concentrate on looking for batteries and feminine products. I don't think I should ask Glenn for that," she said. "I'll let Summer know," she said as she walked down the steps.

Glenn looked up as he came inside. "Hershel's and my bags in the car. Hershel said that if the farm went down, he was going down with it," he said with an apologetic look at Maggie. "I kinda used you and Beth to get him to think about it."

"You did the right thing," Jewel said.

"You almost ready to go?" Glenn asked Maggie as he kissed her.

"Yeah, just need to make sure Summer's ready," Maggie answered.

"Where is my daughter?" Jewel asked.

"Outside, putting bags in the car," Glenn said.

"I expect you both to make sure my child gets back safe, or being a walker's meal is the last thing you have to worry about, Glenn," Jewel warned.

"Oh come on why you just warning me?" Glenn asked.

Jewel grinned. "If I can remind Rick about what happened in Atlanta, I sure the hell can tease you," she said as she walked out of the room.

Summer's POV:

Summer looked up as Maggie and Glenn came out.

"You ready?" Glenn asked.

"Yeah give me a minute, need to give Uncle Daryl something back," Summer said as she walked up to the porch. "You missing this," she said as she held out his gun to him.

Daryl looked up and then looked at her. "Summer you've had it all this time? I asked you."

"And I told you I didn't, and I didn't. Just got it…from Carl," she said.

"Carl? Why did he have my gun?" Daryl asked.

Summer sighed. "He…he wanted to try and help….and I can't say anymore. Shane's gonna come to Rick and tell him. It's not my place. Just take it back. If by the time we get back, Shane hasn't told Rick, I will."

Daryl nodded. "Keep it. Use your bow and arrows first, then gun if you get into trouble."

"Taking my baseball bat too," Summer said. "Anything can be used as a weapon."

Daryl kissed the top of her head. "That's my girl. Where's Mitch?"

"With Beth," Summer told him. "We'll tell T on our way out that we're leaving, but can you make sure mom knows?"

"Yeah. Be back before dark or we'll be sendin' someone out to look for you," Daryl ordered.

"Got it," the teen responded as she left to get in the car.

Rick's POV:

Rick sighed as he looked at Shane. "You have something to say?"

"We're back to that now? Dropping him off in the middle of nowhere?" Shane asked.

"It was the right plan first time around," Rick said. "Poor execution."

"That's a slight understatement," Shane told him.

"You don't agree, but this what's happening," Rick told him. "Swallow it- Move on," he informed him.

"You know that Dale's death and the prisoner- that's two separate things, right?" Shane asked. "You wanna take Daryl as your wingman, be my guest," he said. "I mean you're all buddy buddies now that you're sleeping with his sister."

"Shane, you haven't put a bag in the car, you planning' on just stayin' behind if the farm's over ran?" Jewel asked from the porch. "I don't have a problem with that, but Lori is pregnant and it would be nice for you to be around," she added.

"Just haven't got to it yet," Shane said. "Notice you're letting your girlfriend boss us around."

Rick sighed. "Shane, my girlfriend has good ideas. And thank you so much for 'letting' me take Daryl, I really appreciate it," he said as he walked away.

Hershel walked up with him. "I see why you're not taking Shane with you. Just know I've got no more patience where he's concerned," he warned.

"He's turning over a new leaf," Rick assured him. "Andrea. When I'm out with Daryl, help Hershel keep an eye on things around here," Rick said.

Andrea looked at him. "Me? Why not Jewel?" she asked.

Rick sighed. "Jewel's handling other things plus Shane and her are oil and water. Shane's got a way of letting things get out of hand, especially when he's all torqued up."

"I think we're all a bit torqued up at this point," Andrea pointed out.

"If you're staying here permanently, he's got to understand that it's what Rick and I say, not whatever he wants," Herschel informed her.

"You've become close," Rick told the woman.

"We talk," Andrea stated.

"Then you know he's not a bad guy. He's just his own worst enemy," Rick told her.

"You want me to babysit Shane?" Andrea asked.

"I need to make sure every time I leave the farm all hell doesn't break loose," Rick stated.

"Then maybe you should stop leaving," Andrea countered.

Rick sighed. "Will you keep an eye on things?" he asked.

"You mean keep an eye out on Shane? Yeah," Andrea said as she walked off.

"Daryl?" Rick called as he got up to the porch.

"Yeah?" he asked as he looked up. "Maggie, Glenn and Summer just took off. Told them they need to make it back by nighttime."

Rick nodded as he spread out the map. "Take him out to Senoia- hour there, hour back, give or take. We may lose the light, but we'll be halfway home by then," he told the other man.

"This little pain in the ass will be a distant memory. Good riddance," Daryl said.

"Carol's putting together some provisions for him, enough to last a few days," Rick told him.

"So are you good with all this?" Rick asked.

" I don't see you and I trading haymakers on the side of the road, unless you start talkin' about what you and my sister did last night. Then I might have to throw a punch," Daryl warned him.

Jewel shook her head as she came out of the house. "No one would win that fight," she said. "Anyone seen Maggie, Glenn and Summer?"

"They went out, couldn't find you, told me. Knew I'd get the message back to you. I told them to be back by nightfall," Daryl told her.

"You two be careful," Jewel said as she kissed Rick. "Great, Shane looks like he's ready to talk," she said.

Daryl rolled his eyes. "I'm gonna take a piss," he said.

Jewel rolled her eyes at him. "Didn't our mother teach you any manners? No actually she didn't….never mind. I'm going to go check everyone off," Jewel told Rick as she kissed him again.