The drive to her hotel was quiet. Daryl noticed that this car was not as nice as the previous one, it was much better suited for the mountains, and he knew that she must have picked it out this time. When she pulled into the lot, she realized how this was super awkward and quickly asked, "Is it fine that we came here? I can take you somewhere else."

"It's fine." He said opening the door and getting out of the car.

Ren had no idea why she was so nervous around him all of a sudden, her stomach was in knots and her face felt hot every time she looked at him. Getting out of the car, she led them to the room and unlocked the door. Once inside, she set her bag down then motioned, "You're free to take a shower if you want."

"Kay." Was all he responded.

"Alcohol sweat is a lot different than outdoor sweat." She started to ramble but then stopped herself, "And it might help if there's a hangover. But you don't have to if you don't want to."

"Nah, I'll take one." Even he had to admit he felt kind of gross and he didn't want to get to close to her like that, which he hoped he'd be able to do, but he could barely look at her. He headed for the bathroom and Ren looked around the hotel room and when she didn't find what she was looking for she decided to go out and buy it.

He was out of the shower by the time she got back and when she came in the door they just looked at each other for a moment before she motioned to the bed, "If you want, I can take a look at your face. I grabbed some bandages and stuff just now."

"Alright." He sat down as she came over and pulled things out of the bag. She flew all the way there and bailed him out of jail, he wasn't going to fight her on anything. Plus, with her standing in between his legs, it was honestly closer than he'd ever thought he'd get to her again. He was quiet as she worked though. Daryl knew he had at least two cuts on his face, he'd seen them in the bathroom mirror. Every now and then his eyes moved up to look at her, but the moment they did he looked away. She was concentrating on his face, he'd known she could see him looking. He can't believe that he'd called her the night before and now she was there.

"I missed you too." Her voice was soft as she covered a small cut on his cheek.

"Hmm?" He asked, her statement catching him by surprise.

"Last night-" She started then smiled awkwardly, he might have been to drunk to remember. Moving away from him slightly she asked, "Where else hurts?"

"Huh?" He looked up at her now.

"Not the first bar fight I've patched up." She told him, "I know damage is done on more than just the face."

Nodding he unbuttoned his shirt to show the bruise on his chest. Daryl watched as she opened another container and gently spread it over the area of the bruise, working it into his skin. He'd missed the feeling of her hands, of how gently she touched him, of how it made his skin tingle. When she was done, he stopped her from closing the container and quietly said, "My back."

"What?" She looked at him as he lowered his shirt from his shoulders, and she realized he must have bruises on his back. But he'd never been comfortable with her touching him there before, so she double checked, "Are you sure?"

He nodded and she moved around his side and sat behind him on the bed. Swallowing hard, she put some of the salve in her hand and put it to his skin. She felt him tense slightly at her touch, so she stopped moving, and soon he relaxed. Slowly she moved across the bruise that covered most of his back. While she couldn't ignore the scars, she didn't linger on them, she didn't want them to make him more uncomfortable than they already did. When she was done, she leaned her head against the back of his shoulder. Ren didn't want things to be uncomfortable, she didn't want them to be weird. She wanted it to be like it had been before. "I don't know if you remember calling me…or even if you meant what you said…" Her voice got quiet. She was actually scared, she could feel her heart beating through her chest, "But I missed you too…and I like you too."

"I…I didn mean to call you." He said.

"Oh." Was all she could manage to get out, lifting her head from his skin.

"Not like that." He realized how she took it and tried to explain, "I wanted to call. Wanted to talk to you…right after you left but I didn know what I would say." Ren moved to sit at his side, and he managed to look at her through his hair, "Then they asked if I had anyone I could call last night…and all I could think of was hearin your voice."

"So…you remember the call then?" She asked and he nodded, chewing slightly on his bottom lip. "Did…did you mean it?"

He kept his eyes locked on hers as he nodded. Her face went red and she let out a nervous laugh as she looked down at her hands, playing with the fabric of her dress. "Next time, just call. Even if you don't say anything. Just knowing that you thought about me would have been enough, because I felt like an idiot."

"What?"

"Every night…Every night before I went to sleep, I thought about you. Even if I'd had an amazing day, I thought about how it could be better if I was going to sleep with you next to me, or if I had woken up with you there. After four months of that, I was starting to feel like an idiot for holding onto that. I started feeling a little delusional." She gave him a shy smile as she looked back up at him, "I wasn't sure what I was going to do next week since I hadn't heard from you."

"Next week?" He turned to look at her.

"Yeah, a storms coming, first big one of the season. It's actually coming early, so it's a good thing you called because I actually need to get out to a tower tomorrow to observe everything, see if anything needs any tweaks…so I was going to see if my protection wanted to go back out there with me." She laughed slightly, "But since I hadn't heard from you, and didn't know how to contact you, I figured I'd be out there with another ranger."

"Nah." He shook his head, "You only go out there with me."

She laughed more this time, "Yes sir."

Daryl reached out and took her hand, gently pulling her towards him. He'd missed having her close. As she sat pretty much on his lap, he looked at the dress she was wearing, "Never seen you in somethin like this."

"It was comfy on the plane." She blushed, knowing the real reason was because Becca had told her how cute she looked in it and she'd wanted him to see that.

He'd never really noticed how cute it was when she blushed, he liked it, he liked that he could make her blush. He'd never made anyone blush before. His stomach was heavy though, and he wanted to get rid of that feeling, even if it was something he never really did. "I'm sorry."

"For what?" She chuckled.

"For you havin to come get me out of jail." His eyes moved away from her, he knew that she didn't care about his brother having been in jail, but she deserved better than to have to deal with getting someone out of jail.

Ren laughed again, "Daryl, trust me, it's no big deal. My brother used to get in fights all the time. So, you're not the first person I've had to come and get from a jail." She moved her hand up his chest, "Plus the reasoning was very good in my opinion."

"Yeah?" He asked.

"Yeah." She smirked, "What girl doesn't want to hear that a guy got in a fight because he refused to sleep with someone else, because, and I quote, he 'don't wanna fuck no one else' and 'none of them are like you'?" He felt his face getting red at her remembering what he told her the night before. Leaning up, she gave him a kiss on the corner of his mouth, "It was…kind of the sweetest thing anyone's ever said about me. So don't feel bad about it. I don't."

He moved a lock of her hair behind her shoulder before he leaned back into her, his lips against hers. Her fingers grazed his neck as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders as she moved against him, pulling her body more to him. The kiss broke and their noses brushed against each other as they held each other close. Daryl felt her breath as she whispered, "Are we done with the awkwardness of not having spoken for four months? Because, god I missed you."

"Mmhmm." He cupped her face, fingers tangling in her hair as he kissed her again, deeper this time. He was glad she'd already taken off her jacket as he felt for the zipper of her dress. Her fingers running over his skin made him need her even more, he thought about her so much, the way her skin felt under his finer tips and he needed to feel it again. Finally getting the zipper undone he started to push the fabric up while moving her to lay on the bed.

Ren was careful as she wrapped her arms back around him once he'd gotten her dress off and his body was pressed on top of hers. Gently she moved her fingers lower down his back, and while he did still tense slightly, he didn't make moves for her to stop either, which made her happier than she'd have thought it would, to be able to hold him back the way he held her.

Kissing down her neck Daryl re-explored her chest as he undid her bra, he wanted to relearn every curve, catch up on the time they'd missed. She gasped as his tongue flicked over one of the hard pink buds on her chest, he hadn't forgotten at all how to touch her. Her fingers gripped at his hair and his back as he sucked, and she could feel the heat growing between her legs. She prayed she wouldn't wake up from this wet dream if that's what it was, because as he started to kiss and lick down her stomach as he pulled at the waist band of her stockings and panties.

He felt her stomach tense as he kissed the area above her panty line and heard her take a sharp breath in. Hiding a smirk, he nipped at the skin and heard her gasp. Looking back up towards her, he asked, "You want it?"

"Huh?" She couldn't look down at him, knowing that he was right there and that her face was as red as it was. They'd only ever had sex, nothing else added to it and she'd never brought up doing anything else because he hadn't either and she didn't want to start that conversation, she didn't even know how.

"Is it somethin' you want?" He asked again, his mouth getting slightly lower and he heard her breath tremble. "Cause if you want it, I'll do it."

Of all the things she'd ever wanted him to do, this was probably the one she wanted the most. It'd been so long, and it was one of her favorite things. But she didn't want him to feel like he had to just because she wanted it. Swallowing hard she managed to breath out his name, but it was cut off by as gasp as she felt his tongue on her. Her fingers gripped at the sheets as he kissed and licked the area before he found what he was looking for. She let out a pleasure filled whine as he sucked on the button and he couldn't stop himself from getting harder with every noise she made.

If he'd had known she liked this and that he would get this kind of reaction from her, he'd have done it every damn day for her. He put one of her legs over his shoulder, moving in more to her, sliding a finger inside of her, and she could tell she was going to cum soon. She whimpered his name through her labored breathing and as her back arched, she came, her hands in fists holding the bed sheets.

Daryl kissed her inner thigh and asked, "Want me to do it again?" He'd do anything for her, anything to make her happy.

"I want…" She breathed out, "I want you. Please, Daryl."

Kissing back up her body, he pulled his wallet out and from there a condom. He made quick work of his pants and put the condom on before moving back in between her legs. Looking down at her, his thumb running over her forehead, he swallowed hard, before muttering, "I missed you."

She reached up, bringing his mouth to hers and tangled her fingers in his hair as her tongue tangled with his. He pushed into her, a feeling he remembered like it was yesterday, but a feeling he'd missed, just like he'd missed the taste of her lips and the feeling of her fingers against his skin. Their breathing was the only noises as she pulled her leg up higher letting him in deeper. Her arms wrapped around him as his fingers gripped her hip, both holding tight to the other. They were lost in the moment and when she came, their kiss broke, only for him to move his mouth to her neck, nipping and kissing the skin there.

Her thighs held him tight and he knew he wasn't going to last much longer, not with how much he'd wanted her. He was surprised he'd lasted as long as he had considering. She was so tight around him and he held her body tight as he managed a final few thrusts.

After he came they didn't move, both covered in sweat, catching their breath, and not wanting to let each other go. Slowly he pulled his head away from the crook of her neck and when he looked down at her, she brushed his hair out of his face, leaning up slightly to press a gentle kiss against his lips.

Moving the sheets to the side he moved under them after discarding the condom and he pulled her under with him. She laughed, "I take it that means you didn't get much sleep last night." He looked at her confused as she situated herself on her side. She smiled, "It's still daylight out."

"Oh." He looked at the light shining in behind the closed drapes. "You want me to go?"

"I never said that." She scooted in closer to him, "I just thought it was funny. You always want to head out super early anyways, so this doesn't bother me."

"Alright." Daryl laid his arm over her waist.

"And stop always assuming I want you to leave." She took the liberty of moving the rest of the way in, her head against his chest, "Because I don't know that I've wanted that yet."

A/N: Sorry for the late chapter! I've been dealing with some slight depression and I totally forgot what day it was! I'll try to be back next weekend and not two days late again for the next chapter!

2/17 UPDATE: I'm getting my groove back! I'm currently re-reading this and re-familiarizing myself with these versions of the two characters and will be updating soon! I don't want to put a date on it, but hopefully really soon for you guys!