Daryl getting mad. Good idea.

Lily is mine.

Carl was gone when she woke up. The sun was high in the sky when she looked out the window and a change of clothes were on the chair in the corner. With much strain, she pulled herself from the bed and put up her hair before sliding on the clean underclothes, shorts, tank top and button up long sleeved shirt. Thankfully the chair had been no more than an arms length from the bed so she didn't have to stand, but when she did, she collapsed to the floor.

Looking down at her throbbing leg, she saw the bandage and pulled it away seeing the two puncture marks which had been cut over with at 'X'. She knew the reason to cut the 'X' was to bleed the poison out of her system from when she'd been bitten by the snake.

"Man, no wonder I hurt so bad. I didn't believe Daryl when he said that."

'It was only yesterday I was bit, and hours before anybody knew about it. If it was poison then I'd be feverish and still in bed if not dead. I got lucky.'

With more effort she pushed herself to her feet and made for the door. She wanted to make sure Daryl was ok.

Outside she found Daryl in his tent lying on his bed which had gained a few more pillows since she'd seen it last.

"Think I'm getting too used to sleeping in a bed again. Shouldn't get used to it."

"What the hell are ya doin' out here?" he asked her getting up from his bed meeting her outside his tent.

"How's your head?" When she reached up to touch it, she could see he would prefer her not touch it but he would let her anyway. She saw this look on his face and curled her fingers before she actually touched the path the bullet grazed on his head.

"Harder than your shoulder," he replied stiffly crossing his arms.

She laughed.

"That bullet ripped through it like a hot knife through butter."

Again she laughed.

"Glad you're walkin'." He gently nudged her unharmed shoulder with his fist.

"I should say the same for you. Will you let me see your side? See if I made it worse or not by pullin' the arrow out."

"I don't know," he smirked. "What's in it for me?"

"There's a pretty awesome snake bite."

"You got yourself a deal." He lifted the side of his shirt as she moved over to get a better look at it.

Her fingers were light against his side making him tense. The area where the arrow had been was still red and irritated as to be expected, but other than that and the stitches, it looked fine. Under the back of his shirt, Lily could see scars poking out and when Daryl caught her looking he moved his shirt to cover them.

"Stitches can come out in two days," she said standing up.

"So fast?" he asked throwing his shirt down quickly. "What about you?"

"Longer..."

"Where's my snake bite?" he asked changing the subject.

She placed a hand on his shoulder to use him as balance lifting her bitten leg up where he caught her foot in his hands and gave a small whistle.

"Worse than I remember," he sighed. "I got bit once. Hurt like hell. How yours feelin'?"

"Do I have to answer?"

"That bad huh? Now the pain in your snake bite should go away in a couple days."

"So you're the doctor now?"

"For this kinda shit, yeah. Now, sit down. Come on. Take a seat. That's gotta hurt."

He helped ease her down to his bed in the tent seeing as his was more for sitting than her part of the tent.

"Better?"

"Yeah. I'm just glad it wasn't poisonous."

"Hey, Lily!" It was Rick who ran up to the tent and peeked inside. He nodded to Daryl. "A group is going out to shoot today to learn how and I was wondering if you wanted to come with?"

"Thanks," she said. "But no thanks."

"I figured sense you were walking I could still ask."

"Yeah, and I appreciate that, but I am trying to avoid guns for right now. Thanks anyway."

"She's a pretty good shot with the crossbow, so I wouldn't worry about 'er too much," Daryl said.

"Alright. Well, whenever you want lessons and you're feeling better, feel free to just come and give me a visit."

His whole demeanor had changed in the last minute and she wondered why.

"Here's all this around to keep ya busy." He laid a series of books and other things down between her and the door of the tent.

"Hey, I'm sorry, guys," Andrea said sheepishly walking up to Daryl who was backing out of the tent.

"Can we talk, Andrea?" he said calmly. Before he walked off with her he cast a glance at Lily and zipped up the tent.

"Daryl!" she called before falling over the things he'd placed between her and the door. 'Damn. He planned this.'

"Daryl, I know I screwed up. I am so sorry," Andrea said.

"Sorry? Ya almost killed her tryin' to make a point," his voice was eerily calm.

Lily made it to the door and found that Daryl had tied the two zippers together preventing her from getting out.

Andrea sighed. "Yeah I know and I almost paid the price by losing you two."

"Look," he said almost calmly. "I don't care what you were trying to prove with shooting us and I don't care whether it's an accident or it ain't but you should have made sure you killed me with a stunt like that."

Lily thrust her knife between the two zippers severing the tie that kept them together and threw herself out scrambling towards the two before something bad happened.

Daryl's hand was raised to hit Andrea and she would not have put up a fight but something was keeping him from continuing.

"Daryl!" Lily shouted.

His hand came down on Andrea's throat and she gasped clawing at his hand.

Before Lily completely thought through what she was going to do, she threw a punch at his face and threw herself between the two grabbing his hand and placing her other on his face when he recoiled. All of the muscles tensed in his hand which is the reaction she wanted. He was caught off guard. His face was hard and confused when he met her eyes.

"Daryl, don't do this. It was an accident. One hell of one, but an accident none the less. I'm fine." Moving her other hand down, she placed both on his face. "Don't do this."

Roughly he wrapped his hand around the back of her neck looking into her eyes.

"I'm fine," she whispered. "I'm fine. It was an accident."

After staring in her blue and green eyes he cast a hateful glance over her shoulder at Andrea before storming off.

"Thank you," Andrea said sighing with relief grabbing her throat. "I thought he might have killed me."

"Not saying he wouldn't have, but I didn't do it for you," Lily answered stiffly. "A word of advice, watch where you're shooting next time and don't miss."