Waking up it was relatively quiet. She'd gotten almost used to the sound of pounding rain. Rolling over she saw the tower was empty, outside there was a dense fog and a light misting of rain now. A shiver ran over her as she reached down and turned the heater on. The rain had brought the real cold. Standing up and going for her bag to change clothes she felt the soreness in her legs from the night before, but she wasn't complaining. Daryl had left without a sound, normally he does something to let her know he's leaving, but not this time.

Tugging on her jacket she flipped on the computer, letting it load as she went to the door to the balcony area. She could see the tops of trees and a little bit of the ground through the fog, but not much. She definitely couldn't see Daryl if he were around. Her breath was visible as she sighed, did he regret the night before? Ren could see why he would, she'd just broken up with her cheating fiancé, he might feel like she used him.

Going back inside she sat down at the computer, finally able to make a connection and started work for the day, attempting to not let her mind wander to Daryl.

He knew it was going to be dark soon. He was staring up at the tower, when he'd first gotten there Ren was standing outside, looking around. Daryl figured she was probably looking for him, it had been dinner time and normally he was back before then. But instead he'd been standing there, waiting and watching the tower in the fog, not knowing what the hell to do. He shouldn't have had sex with her, he knew he shouldn't have but he couldn't stop himself. It made him feel guilty, a guilt he had never felt before.

Looking up at the tower he thought about how she'd gripped him, how she'd moaned his name. No one else he'd ever been with had sounded like she had. He'd never let his shirt get taken off before, at least not all the way, but with her and those damn hands of hers he hadn't cared at all. And he'd just gotten up and redressed as if nothing had happened. He was horrible to have done that to her. She probably thought that he was taking advantage of her in her emotional state. Which he probably did.

Knowing he couldn't stay down their forever he broke through the tree line and climbed up the ladder. When he walked in, she was sitting at her desk eating from one of the prepackaged meals that was always kept in the towers. She turned and gave him a small smile as she took a bite. Daryl gave her a small nod but then had to look away, somehow she looked prettier than she had before. He went to get himself something to eat, not knowing exactly what to do.

"Hey...so, um…" She started but then realized she had no clue what she should say. She'd had all day to think about it, but did she? No, instead she just kept thinking about him on top of her. God this was going to be fucking awkward. "I was wondering: Are...are we going to talk about last night or just pretend it didn't happen? Or how is this going to go?"

"Huh?" Was all he could respond, he didn't expect her to bring it up this soon.

"Because I don't want you to think I used you or anything like that." She couldn't stop her mouth, it's just spilled out and Ren knew she should have never said anything in the first place. "Because I didn't. Use you. Or at least that wasn't my intention if that's how you feel. Which I-"

"You?" He stopped making his food and turned to look at her finally, "Used me?"

"Yeah." Her face felt as if there wasn't any blood in it, but she was sure there was considering his damn blue eyes were staring right at her. "I jus- I just don't want you to think that it was all about me."

"Nah." He shook his head, "You didn do nothin wrong." Daryl could see her let out a slight breath of relief, but he kept going. She'd spilled, so it was only fair he did too, "I did. I shouldn'na done that. It wasn't right of me."

"What do you mean?" She stood from the desk, a confused look on her face.

"You just broke off your engagement, you ain't got no one but me out here with ya and I go and do somethin like that, it ain't right."

"Daryl, I started it." She almost let out a laugh.

"Yeah, but I shouldn'na gone with it. I shouldn'na let you make that mistake." He told her.

"So last night I need to make my own choices, stand up for myself, and do what I want, and today you're getting to decide that my choice last night was a mistake?" She asked, her tone wasn't angry or agitated, she was more confused and just wanted to understand where they were at. "Or are you saying that it was a mistake for you?"

"You deserve better than what happened last night." He looked away from her, the confusion and slight betrayal on her face hurt him more than he'd thought anything could.

"Really? Because I haven't had sex that great in over a year. So, I'm fine with what happened." She took the pack of cigarettes and headed outside, "Maybe take your own advice and find out what you want is. I'm considering us as alright, like last night never happened and things are still normal. You can let me know otherwise."

Daryl watched her walk outside, he was glad she wasn't regretting the night before at least, and very clearly taking his advice, both of which made him feel slightly less guilty. He sat down on the floor with his food. She was right though, he had to think about what he wanted, because being around her, he knew he was going to want her again, and he had to figure out if he was okay with that.

He stayed there until she came back in and sat down at the desk to keep working. Finally, he said it, "Things ain't normal."

"Why?" She spun around in the chair to look at him.

"Cause I can't look at you without…" His eyes wandered down her body.

"I know. Me too." She kept her eyes on his face.

"You deserve-"

Ren cut him off, "Who gives a fuck about what who does or doesn't deserve? You don't feel like I used you. I don't feel like you took advantage of me. Were both consenting adults in the middle of a fucking forest by ourselves."

"Ren?" He was a little worried now, "You alright?"

"No, I'm not alright!" She answered him tossing her hands up, finally not caring anymore, "All I've been able to think about all day is the way you fucking felt last night and here you are worried about who the fuck is worthy when you are the last goddamn person I expected to care." She got down off of the chair and moved in closer, kneeling down in front of him. "So, if things aren't normal, what the fuck are they?"

He watched as her green eyes searched his face. God he just wanted to grab her and roll her on the floor again. But he didn't, he tried to answer her, "I don know."

"Then what do you know?" She asked, her eyes holding his.

"I liked the way you felt too." He told her.

"What do we do?" Ren sat back onto the floor in front of him, her face slightly fallen.

"What do you wanna do?" He'd never been in this situation before. He'd never had someone want him more than once, had someone enjoy being with him the way she did.

"Whatever the fuck we want to do." She shrugged. Ren had never had sex outside of a relationship before, she had no clue how this worked or if what she was doing was completely wrong, but she'd been frustrated and knew it would only be worse the longer they went without figuring it out.

Daryl couldn't do it any longer, if she didn't care, why should he? "I want you."

"God I want you too." She lunged forward and he wrapped his arms around her as she moved onto his lap, their lips meeting vigorously.

They laid on the floor, covered in sweat, the windows were covered in steam as they caught their breath. Daryl kissed up her shoulder, tasting the salt on her skin as he went. She smiled, "I think my productivity is going to go way down."

"Nah, it won't." He nipped at her neck, "I don wanna 'em to bring you home yet. I ain't done."

"Oh yeah?" She laughed, looking at him as he pulled away from her skin, "What else are you going to do?"

He didn't answer her, instead he caught her in an open-mouthed kiss. Rens fingers tangled in his hair again, their tongues moving against each other. His thumb ran over the bare skin of her hip as he squeezed it. Daryl knew exactly what he was going to do, he really liked the face she made as she came, and he was going to see it one more time before they went to sleep.

She gasped as his hand moved in between her legs again and when his thumb began circling her swollen button, her fingers gripped him tight. His name came out of her in a shaky whisper that dripped with want as her eyes were pressed closed. She'd already orgasmed four times throughout the course of the night and she was already so close to another one. Daryl watched as she bit her lip, quiet whines escaping her as she got closer. He had no clue why he liked it so much, seeing her cum, bringing her this type of pleasure when he'd never really cared before with the other girls, but seeing her swollen bottom lip caught in between her teeth as her back arched against him, was beautiful.

Pressing her head against his shoulder after her orgasm rolled through her she tried to catch her breath again. He ran his hand over her hair and asked, "You wanna cigarette?"

"I don't know if I can even stand up after that." She answered him with a breathy laugh.

"Well I ain't carryin' ya." He couldn't help but smirk.

She laughed lightly as he moved off of her to get his clothes and as he put on his shirt, she saw the marks on his back, her smile fading some. Ren wondered if those were why he didn't like to be touched there, she probably wouldn't either depending on how they'd gotten there. He was out the door by the time she managed to sit up and get her shirt back on. Underwear and pants were a completely different thing, her legs were jelly and it was the best damn feeling ever. Standing up, she stretched slightly before starting to walk to the door.

"Shit." She muttered as she got outside and the cold air hit her, she'd forgotten it was really cold now. Pulling her arms tight around her she went over to him. He let the smile show as she stood next to him and shifted so her bare feet weren't on the cold floor for too long. Lighting the cigarette she took a hit and they both stood there quiet, the only sounds were of the insects in the trees. Finally, she asked, just because she wanted to be sure, "Should I ask about your back or just continue to not touch it and not bring it up again?"

"The second one." He answered after a moment of silence and she nodded.

"Okay." She took another hit, she wouldn't bring it up ever again if that's what he wanted. He was only slightly surprised that she let it go that easy, but she was never one to pry before, he didn't know why he would think she would start now.