When I woke up next, it was morning…and Daryl was gone. Disappointment set in but quickly diminished. It wasn't super early but it didn't seem like anyone else was up yet. I decided to get up and make breakfast for everyone. We brought a box of pancake mix. I was always told I make good pancakes. Maybe Daryl will like them. I smiled to myself.

I headed into the kitchen and got started. It was difficult at first because everything was everywhere in that house, but I eventually found everything I needed.

I had the first batch done when the others slowly started coming out. "Good morning!" I said to them.

My dad laughed. "Morning, sweetheart." He kissed my temple.

"Someone's in a good mood this morning." Michonne said. "I thought you weren't a morning person?"

"I'm not." I shrugged. Daryl walked in from outside and I watched him. "I should be though."

We all sat at the table in the other room, because it was bigger, and ate breakfast. I realized Judith wasn't out here yet. "How can Judy still be sleeping?" I asked no one in particular. "She went to bed at like ten last night."

"I don't know." My dad said. "Why don't ya go get her up?" He smiled.

I looked at him and sighed heavily, but still did what he said. I stuck my head in her door. "Judy, you up?" I said loudly. She mumbled something. "We're gonna eat all your pancakes!" I teased her. I said it loudly so the others could hear.

"No!" She shouted.

"You better get up then! They're gonna be gone!" I laughed.

"No! No!" She sat up and ran out of the room. "No!" I had to laugh at how dramatic she was. When I walked back into the room, I could tell the others were laughing too.

"Here, lemme help ya with that" Daryl said and helped me put my jacket on.

I smiled. "Thank you."

"I hope you two aren't gonna be too long." My dad said. "The point of coming here was so we could all be together."

I pretended to be annoyed, but I really wasn't. "We'll be…three hours." I said.

"You better not be."

"Dad, you know how long we're out there sometimes." I said. "We'll be back as soon as we can." He gave me a look but didn't say anything after that. I turned to Daryl.

"We can take my car." He said. I nodded.

We just left the area and were now going across the causeway. I was looking out at the beautiful view of the water. "So nice." I said. "If we're not gone super long, I wanna go down on those rocks by the water."

"Why?" Daryl glanced at me.

"Cuz, it'll be nice." I looked down at the map. "Just keep going straight for a while."

"I thank I know where we're goin'." He replied. There was a brief pause. "Thanks fer breakfast." He said out of nowhere. "Them pancakes was good."

I smiled inside. "It was no problem." I shrugged. "So, you finally got to go on vacation. Sort of." I looked at him and smiled. He just looked at me. "You like it so far?"

"S'alright." He said.

"Just alright?" I questioned. "Maybe I need to get you drunk again." I laughed. "I had fun drinking with you. I remember that one night when we played two truths and a lie…" I trailed off because I remembered what happened the next day. I looked down.

Daryl noticed. "Speakin' 'a that…how ya doin'? Ya alright? Ya been okay?"

I shrugged. "I'm better than I was before. It took me a while to get there, but…I'm there. I'm okay." I nodded.

He nodded back. "Good. I missed ya." He gave me a small smile. I smiled back.

There was a brief pause. "We should do the grocery store last." I said.

"Why's that?"

"Because we'll probably be in there the longest." I marked down on the map where we traveled so far.

"I wanna go in this thrift store up here." I said. "Maybe I can find some clothes or something for my sister."

"Alright." Daryl nodded. He parked the car near there.

I hopped out. There was a pet shop in front of us. It was called, Wizard of Paws. I gasped. "Oh my God." I walked towards it pulling out my iPod. "That is so cute!" I had to take a picture.

"What the hell you takin' pitchers for?" Daryl asked me. "I cain't believe ya even still have that thang."

I glanced at him. "Cuz." I finished what I was doing and put my iPod back in my pocket. "It's important. What if someone finds this iPod one day, when I'm gone?" I said seriously. "I want them to know where I came from and where I've been." I kind of laughed.

He snorted. "Alright."

"For real!" I said a little annoyed. "You don't care about that?"

"Never really thought about it." He shrugged. We started walking towards the thrift shop.

"Well…I do." I cleared my throat. "And…I will never not have my iPod. That stays with me until the day I die." I put my head up. "It's practically part of the family."

Daryl went in first with his crossbow up, I followed close behind. I checked around briefly to make sure it was clear. It was. Now we were just looking around. There were carriers by the door so I grabbed one so I didn't have to carry everything in my arms. I found a few clothing items for Judith. "I want to get her some shoes." I said. "Kids go through shoes like…" I shook my head.

"Pretty sure I saw a shoe store next door." Daryl said.

"Oh okay. Perfect." I said. "I won't waste my time looking in here at used shoes, I'll just get them new. Well…semi new." I let out a small laugh. Just then, I spotted a rack of earrings. I don't know why but I just started looking through them. There was a pair that really caught my eye. I gasped. "These are so nice." I looked at them. They were crosses. "I would have definitely worn these before." I looked over and saw Daryl looking at me, the look he was giving me made me rethink the earrings. My shoulders kind of slumped and I was brought back to the now. "But, uh…I guess that doesn't really matter anymore." I put the earrings back.

"No, it does." Daryl said. I looked at him again. I didn't believe him, he was probably just saying what he thought I wanted him to say. I think he could tell. "It does." He said more seriously this time, I guess to reassure me. "Take 'em." He said. He nodded at me, then walked away.

I looked back at the earrings. They are really nice. I quickly put them on then met up with Daryl. "I'm ready when you are." I said. He nodded. We moved to the next store, which was the shoe store. We had to kill two walkers inside.

I found a few good pairs of shoes for my sister. That should be good for a while, kids grow out of things so fast. This should make my dad and Michonne happy. I absentmindedly looked around at the adult shoes. I saw a pair of Timberlands for women. I remember how I always wanted a pair. I decided to try them on for the hell of it. I slid off my old boots, that had rips, tears, stains and the sole was ripped. I looked down at the new boots on my feet. Huh, just my size. There was a price sticker on the bottom that said $159.99. My jaw dropped. "A hundred and sixty dollars for a pair of shoes?" I said in disbelief. "No wonder my mom never bought these for me." I'm keeping these shoes though. I walked over to where Daryl was. "If you're ready, we can go." I said.

"I ain't lookin' at nothin'." He said. I laughed. I left the store first. I ran everything we found so far back to the car, then ran back. "Ya changed yer shoes?" He asked me.

I looked down at my feet. "Oh, you noticed?" I said to sound corny.

He snorted. "Yeah." He raised his eyebrows. "So, where to next?"

"Let's go to that discount place right there." I pointed. "Maybe we can find something interesting in there? Some more movies to watch tonight?" I laughed.

"Yeah. Let's not forget what we came here for and find those damn candles." Daryl said roughly.

"Oh shit." I said. "I almost did forget about those. Good thing you said something." We went on to the next store. I found the candles I needed, plus, I was able to find a few more clothing items for Judith, I even found some for myself and I got a couple more movies. We weren't in there for very long. "Alright, let's check out this grocery store now." I said walking over.

"How are we on time?" Daryl asked me.

"Um…" I pulled my iPod out and checked the time. "It's been a little over an hour."

He nodded. "Alright."

Daryl and I pounded on the glass windows in the front of the store to see if any walkers were inside. A few of them appeared at the window. We waited a few minutes before going inside to see if anymore showed up. "Looks like just them." Daryl said. "Ya ready?"

"Yup." I had my knife, I wasn't going to waste the bullets in my gun. We took care of them quickly, then began looking around. There was little food left, and what was there was probably old and rotten. "We shouldn't be in here too long." I said.

I was able to find some food items. I didn't know how Daryl was doing because he wasn't around me. And…I couldn't believe what I found…boxes of jell-o! I can't wait to make them for Daryl. It's going to be so funny!

I walked around to the back and found the pharmacy. "Daryl, found the pharmacy." I called.

"Alright. Good." He called from somewhere.

I sat my bag on the counter, then slid up the door and was met with several walkers inside. They grabbed onto me and had one of my arms and my bag. "Oh shit!" I yelled. I was struggling very badly trying to pull myself off of them. "Daryl!" I yelled. "Daryl, help!" He was there in a second. He cut one of their arms with his knife freeing my arm, then I was able to take care of the other. They still had my bag.

"Just let go!" He told me.

"No, I can't!" I said. I killed one of them, then Daryl killed more until I was free. I fell back onto the floor. Daryl jumped up on the counter and pulled the door back down, he kicked a walker back before closing it. He stood there breathing heavily, then helped me up.

"Ya alright?" He asked me.

"Yeah." I looked at my arms. Good thing I was covered up.

"Why didn't ya just let go?" He said roughly. He brought his face close to mine. "What coulda been so important in 'nere?"

"Jell-o." I stated. I kissed the bridge of his nose quickly, then laughed as I was walking away.

We were now back in the car and leaving the shopping center. I was looking through the pictures I took today. "That was a close call back there." Daryl said. "Maybe we should just head back now."

I gave him a look. "I want to go down on the rocks." I said. "And there's a few more stores I wanted to check out that are in the opposite direction of the cottage."

He glanced at me briefly. "There's tomorra, ya know?"

"Never put off to tomorrow what you can do today." I said. "My pap always used to say that."

Daryl sighed. "Alright."

We got back to the causeway, I had Daryl pull over so we could go down onto the rocks and look out at the water for a bit.

I climbed down the best I could and then sat on a rock. I took a few pictures. "You and those pitchers again." He shook his head, then sat down next to me. I gave him an annoyed look, then took a picture of him. I laughed. "Don't." He said.

"Why?" I raised my eyebrows. "Is Daryl Dixon camera shy?" I teased him. I took more photos.

"Don't, Abigail." He said. "I'm warnin' ya."

"Oh yeah? What are you gonna do?" I looked at him wide-eyed and laughed.

"Imma throw that damn thang in the water!" He said.

"And then you'll be in there looking for it." I said, then laughed. "Will you please take a picture of me with the water in the background?" I handed him my iPod.

He gave me a look, then grabbed my device. "Since ya asked so nicely." He said and cleared his throat. He looked down at the iPod. "How the hell do I do this?"

"Just tap the white circle on the screen." I told him. I got in my position.

"Ready?" He asked. I nodded. "I thank I got it." He handed it to me.

I looked at it. "Yeah." I smiled at him. "Thanks." I got an idea just then. "We should take one together." I said happily.

"Nah." He said.

"Please." I said sadly. "I really want to." I tried my best to smile sweetly.

He just sighed making me laugh. "I ain't smilin'."

"You don't have to." I said. I held my iPod up and away and took a picture of us. I looked at it. "Aw, you're so cute, Daryl." I decided to mess with him.

"Shut up." He said and stood up. "We done here?"

"Yeah." I laughed. "We can leave. But," I stuffed my iPod in my pocket while standing, "I still wanna go to those other stores."

"Yeah, I know." He said roughly. He held out his hand to me and helped me up onto the sidewalk.

We drove down the road passed the cottages and to the next town, which wasn't too far. There was a little place that used to be a deli or something. I just wanted to see if they had any food left that was okay.

We did our normal procedure and then looked around. There wasn't much there to grab. I did, however, find some bagged things, like chips, pretzels and crackers. It's something. I shrugged.

"Huh, chaw." Daryl said. He was holding a container of Copenhagen. He was about to put some in his mouth.

"No!" I smacked his hand away causing him to drop that nasty shit. He gave me a curious look. "You can't chew. Your teeth are too nice to ruin."

He stared at me for a moment, then kind of laughed. "Yeah, okay."

"They are!" I followed him. "Your teeth are really nice. Straight and white." I smiled.

He snorted. "Yeah, well, so do you, but…nothin's nicer than yer eyes."

I stopped and looked at him even though he wasn't facing me. "Are you flirting with me?" I teased him.

He cleared his throat. "We done in here?" He looked a little uncomfortable when I saw his face. I gasped inside and smiled. He definitely was! That's why he didn't answer me!

"Yeah, sure we can go." I started walking out. We got back to the car and got in. He started it but didn't pull away yet. I stared at him waiting for him to look at me. When he finally did, I said, "we don't have to go to that other store. We can just go back to the cottage."

"Ya sure? We's down here."

"Yeah, it's fine. There's probably nothing there anyway." I sighed. "Let's head back." He nodded and started driving back the way we came.

We passed a sign, just then, that said, Ghost Lake! "Ghost Lake?" I questioned. "Wonder what that is?"

He sighed. "Lemme guess…you wanna go down 'nere?"

I looked over at him. "I mean…we don't have to, but…yeah, might be cool. We might find some interesting things." I smirked.

"Sure." He said. He turned down the road that the sign pointed to. I had to give him a quick glance. I feel like he's curious, too, because he didn't put up much of an argument not to go.

We rode for a few minutes until we got to an amusement park. It was all rundown and abandoned looking. "Is this it? Is this the place?"

"Yer askin' me like I know." Daryl said. I let out a small laugh.

We drove down the road a little more. "Oh, I guess it's that big lake over there."

"That would make sense." Daryl raised his eyebrows.

"Shut up." I gently slapped his arm. "Smartass." I giggled. "Do you want to check in some of these places since we came down here?"

"Yeah, sure." Daryl said apathetically. "Since we came down here."

I gave him a strange look. He's acting weird. I shook the thought and hopped out of the car. Daryl was taking care of a walker a distance away. There was a building that looks like it used to be a restaurant. I don't think we will find much in there. I looked around the area for other places to check. When it didn't seem like there was much, I got an immature thought to go take some pictures of the abandoned amusement park. I smiled. I'm gonna do it! I started walking that way. "Hey, I actually want to go inside this amusement park." I called back to Daryl.

"What the hell ya wanna look in 'nere for?" He caught up with me.

I shrugged. "I just have a feeling."

We broke inside and looked around. It appeared to be safe, there was no sign of walkers nearby. I pulled my iPod out and immediately took some shots. "That's what ya came here fer?" He asked to me. "To take pitchers?"

I smiled and didn't look at him. "That's not the only reason."

"Yeah? And what else is there to do?" He turned to me.

"There's plenty that we can do." I smiled. "Come on." I gestured for him to follow me.

We walked around looking at the place, I took more photos. "We could go on a boat ride?" I pointed.

"Nah." Daryl said too quickly. I laughed.

"Well…let's play some games." I gestured to the stands. "Maybe you can win me a prize." I teased him. I headed over there. I picked up a few rings and tossed them onto the bottles. I didn't pay attention if I got any. I saw one of those games that you throw a ball and try to knock something down. I perked up because I had an idea. I hopped over the counter and grabbed three balls. "Here you are, sir." I set them on the counter for Daryl. "Take your best shot." I smiled and stood aside. He gave me a look and sighed but readjusted his crossbow onto his back. I giggled. He threw the first one fast and hard and hit the target. "Good job!" I congratulated him like the carnies do. I was speaking into the mic even though it didn't work. "Let's see if ya can get anymore!" I stayed back. He threw the second one and got another. "Wow! Someone has a golden arm!" He threw the final ball and knocked down another. "Congratulations, sir! You just won a prize!" I grabbed one of the stuffed animals and threw it at him. It hit his chest, then he grabbed it. I laughed and hopped back over the counter bringing the balls with me.

"Here." He handed me the prize.

"For me?" I said sweetly and took it. "You're so nice." I was being over dramatic on purpose. He snorted and shook his head, making me laugh. "Alright. My turn." I grabbed one of the balls off the counter and backed up. "You're gonna wanna stand back." I said to Daryl.

"Yeah, okay." He raised his eyebrows and kind of laughed. Hmm…he must think I'm joking. Even better.

I held my stance then threw the ball fast and hard. I nailed my target and knocked down one of the things. I smiled and looked at Daryl, he looked surprised. Good. I did the same for the other two and nailed both my targets. I looked over at him. "Hmm…looks like I didn't need you to win me a prize." I smiled.

"Where'd you…" He trailed off and cleared his throat. "Where'd you learn to do that?"

"Softball." I said.

"I-I didn't know."

"Yeah, man." I pushed my hair of out my face. "I used to play everything growing up." I put the stuffed animal Daryl gave me in my bag. Just then, I heard a walker in the distance. It was just one. "We should probably go."

"Yeah." Daryl agreed. We turned the corner and there were walkers everywhere! My eyes widened. "Shit!"

"How'd they even get in? Where'd they came from?"

"Probably us." Daryl said. "Come on!" We ran around trying to find another exit. More walkers were on the other side of the park. I gasped. "This way!" Daryl yelled. I followed.

Just then, a walker came out the cut and grabbed me. I screamed. It caused me to trip and I fell cutting my arm on a metal fence. I groaned in pain. The walker was still on top of me. I saw an arrow go through its head. "You alright?" Daryl asked with full concern. He saw my arm. "Shit." He said and helped me up. He looked around. "The only way out is the front gate." He said. "We can make it."

I held my arm in pain. It was bleeding pretty hard. "Yeah, let's do it." I nodded.

We ran all the way back the way we came passing several walkers on the way. We took the risk and just ran passed them. Finally, we got to the gate. Daryl opened it and a walker grabbed onto him, I killed it quickly with my knife. He practically shoved me out. Daryl closed the door and we just stood there panting. We just ran for so long. I looked up at him and moved my hair out of my face. We shared kind of a weird, intimate, frantic moment.

We got back to the car and just sat there a minute before doing anything. Daryl looked at me. "You okay?"

"Yeah." I nodded. I looked down at my arm, my sleeve was soaked with blood. I slowly and gently took my hoodie off so I could get a better look at it.

"Shit." Daryl said. "We should take care of it."

"No." I said too quickly. "Let's just go home. I'll treat it then." I laid my head back in the seat.

He hesitated. "…alright." He finally agreed and nodded. "Yeah, let's get back." He started the car.

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