Sweet Dreams Are Made Of This

Chapter 89

Author's Note: Ah those reviews make me happy! Wonderful little Christmas gifts under the tree! Let's give Mar and Daryl a chapter why don't we? Smut ahead.

OK I'm watching a rerun of Criminal Minds, and I hear the voice and looked up. It was Merle! As a cop! And a beard! How odd to see him like that! Review Please!

Mar touched Mitch's hair. "Almost time for bed little man. Let's go get you settled."

Mitch looked up as Daryl came in and ran to him. "Daryl you came back! You aren't leaving again are you?" the eight year old asked.

Daryl messed up Mitch's hair. "No, kiddo, I'm not leaving again. I just had something I needed to clear up with my brother."

"No one likes your brother, no one wants him here," Mitch told him.

"Yeah, I know, kiddo. He's going to help us with the bad man," Daryl said as he looked at Mar. "I need to speak to Mar. Can you go get settled and Carol can check on you?"

"Yeah!" Mitch said as he ran out.

Mar looked at Daryl. "I've got nothing to say to you Daryl. And, since you aren't a talker, then I guess it's a short conversation," she said as she went to pass him.

Daryl blocked her exit. "Don't ignore me," he said quietly.

"Get out of my way, Daryl," Mar hissed.

"No," Daryl told her. "You wanted to talk, we're going to talk," Daryl told her. "Let's go up to the control room. I don't want the risk of anyone hearing us," he told her. "We live in a prison, Mar, we aren't going to be able to ignore each other."

"Are you going to talk Daryl or are you going to hide from your feelings? If you are going to do that Daryl then I'm not going to go with you," Mar told him.

"I'll talk, you got my word," Daryl assured her. "Let's go," he said as he moved so she could go first.

Mar walked up to the control tower with him behind her. She told herself she wasn't going to let him say a word, not say sorry, that she was going to be mad at him. But there was something about the way he said more words in that cell then he had in a long time. "Door's locked," she said as she tried the door.

Daryl took out his set of keys and opened it, he nodded at her to go inside. He followed her inside and locked the door, putting the dead bolt on that Rick had installed.

Mar crossed her arms. "So you wanted to talk? Talk," she told him as he turned around.

Daryl didn't say a word before he walked over to her and kissed her. Slowly at first, then deepened it, letting her relax in his arms. "I'm sorry."

Mar put her hands on his back. "That…isn't talking. That is playing dirty," she told him as she took a step back. "You picked Merle over Jewel, over Summer, over me, over Mitch, over everyone. You saw what he did to Glenn, what he allowed to happen to Maggie and Jewel. How after you saw that, you still picked him?" Mar asked.

"Because…I had to know," Daryl told her as he stepped closer to her.

"Had to know what?" Mar questioned.

"My whole life I've been following Merle, been standing in between Jewel and him, getting him out of trouble," Daryl told her. "Been listening to him tell me I was a piece of worthless crap my whole life, that I'd never survive without him," he told her.

"You know better," Mar told him.

"I know," Daryl told her as he kissed her again. "But I wanted him to answer to…what happened, what he did. All he could do was insult me, tell me I became Rick's whipping post, that Jewel fell for him out of spite," he said. "Claimed he didn't know about our dad beating Jewel and I, still making excuses," he told her.

"But your brought him back here….knowing that no one would want him here," Mar told him.

"I came home," Daryl told her as he ran his hands up her side. "God, I knew I was hurtin' you, hurtin' Mitch, hurtin' everyone that I care about. I'm here with the only family that I need. And that meant bringin' him back. We'll deal with that, but….I belong here," he said as he pulled her over to the couch.

Mar looked up at him as she ran her hand through his hair. "What are you doing Daryl?"

Daryl kissed her as they both wound up on the couch. "You know what I'm doin' woman," he said his voice husky. "You want me to stop?"

Mar shook her head. "No….God no," she said as she undid the belt buckle on his pants.

"Just don't want to hurt you…." Daryl told her as he kissed down her neck.

"You leaving hurt, this isn't going to," Mar said as she felt him take off her shirt. She moved to take off his shirt as he tensed. "Shh, no secrets from me alright Daryl? Trust me…." she said as he reluctantly shrugged off his shirt. She felt Daryl moan as she rubbed her fingers down the scars of his back. "That's it, Daryl…relax."

Daryl took off her shirt and her bra and kissed down her chest. "This aint just a one time thing Mar…you got to understand that. I'm here, I'm not leavin', not with Merle. I've made my choice."

"Stop talking Daryl," Mar told him as she moved her hips up to meet him.

Daryl kissed her deeply as he pressed inside of her. "Look at me Mar….it's me, it's not them. Nothing to be scared of, I got you."

-After-

Mar kissed Daryl's shoulder. "Think we've been missed by now?"

"Really don't care," Daryl said as he rubbed her hair.

"I know you hate being talk of any gossip," Mar told him.

"Don't care," Daryl repeated as he kissed her. "Woman, you've got down in my soul…"

Mar gave a small smile. "Yeah?"

"Yeah don't look to damn smug about it either," Daryl said as he rolled on top of her.

"Oh, sorry, I can't help but look smug," she said as she kissed him. "You know Jewel is going to rag us right? I mean the way you ragged her about Rick."

"Well hell, if I'm going to get a hard time about it, I might as well make it worth it, huh?" Daryl asked as he kissed her again.

(A little Christmas Eve gift for you!)