Lily is my OC as well as the changes in the show.

Lily changed before stepping outside. She now wore a white tank top tucked into a pair of well fitting jeans with a flannel on top. Outside the group was eating the squirrels Daryl had hunted. She didn't realize how late in the day it was. Next to Lori was the only open spot.

"It's always nice to have a change of clothes," Lily said sitting down.

"You should eat," Shane told her handing her a squirrel leg.

She ate it and more. As she barfed it up later she regretted eating so much so quickly.

"Come up, hon," Lori patted her back. "Get rid of it."

"I should be offended!" Daryl shouted. "That's my cooking you're tossing up over there." That made a few people laugh stiffly. It was strange to see how the others in the group treated him.

Lily looked up at Lori through apologetic eyes. "I haven't eaten so much in a long time... My stomach isn't used to it..."

Lori smiled placing both hands on her back. "There's no need to apologize."

After the eventful meal, it was time for to settle down for the evening. An elderly man took watch on top of the RV while the rest of the group said good night. Lily wondered if that man had heard her story when Lori was cleaning her up. After a few more minutes of siting by the fire, Lily realized that everyone had gone to bed. That is all but the elderly man on top the RV, Daryl, and her. When Lily looked across the fire at Daryl, he was already looking at her and had been for a while.

Instead of looking away like she normally would have, she held the gaze. After a moment of staring at each other across the fire he pointed the squirrel bone he'd been using as a toothpick over his shoulder towards the woods.

"Feel like sleeping yet?"

"No."

"How come?" He tossed the bone aside as he kicked dirt onto the fire smothering what remained of it. Seemed she didn't have a choice. It was time for bed. "Been a long day for you."

"It has. But it's not the sleeping I'm worried about. It's about waking up. I'm afraid everything will be a dream and I'll wake back up in that filthy cabin."

Daryl thought a moment before speaking. "This camp is strange but it's not that strange. Besides..." he gestured for her to go ahead of him to the tent. "You let me know if you ever see that man again... because I'll make sure you won't have to."

She had to take a moment to let what he said sink in. He just said he'd kill the man who took her. This man was a complete stranger and he offered to kill a man for her, another stranger. To her a life was a precious thing and dreadful to waste, but a man had taken her and abused her and she wanted nothing but the worst for him. Daryl offered the worst for him and she knew it, but what startled her was how willing she was to accept his offer. How much had she changed since things changed?

"Tents a bit messy..." To Lily it looked like a palace because it wasn't the cabin. "Take my brothers spot. He shouldn't care." He pointed to the messier of the two spots in the tent and she sat down. As she sat, something crunched beneath her. She pulled out a small bone split in half.

Daryl chuckled. "Ain't that just like him. Leavin' food in his bed." She tossed the bone outside the tent. "Get comfortable," he said pulling a bandana from his pocket.

It was hot outside which was why Daryl wore his sleeveless muscle shirt and why Lily laid down on her side facing Daryl's spot on top of the sleeping bag instead of crawling into it.

"Gimme your hands." Expecting what was coming next Lily extended her wrists allowing him to tie them together.

"Well, aren't you eager?" Her cheeks got hot. "Just a precaution."

Lily settled down. The sleeping bag smelled funny, but at least she wasn't going to be tied down to it.

Daryl shuffled around the tent a little bit longer before settling down, but by that time Lily was already fast asleep.