Hello dear loved ones:
Another chappie is up! YAY!
Though I'm sad cause last chap didn't get as much reviews but life keeps going.
Anyways since I'm being lazy as of lately (due to the fact that this is not getting too far) I'll be updating every month or I might take longer.
BTW! did you guys see the season 4 trailer. I started freaking, but I hope everything turns out fine (which it will not)
Ok now the new update. Enjoy!
The heavy sound of her boots reached Alyson's ears as she stepped out of the car she had been trapped in for what seemed forever. The streets these days looked endless, infinite…
Her eyes stood in attention, watching her surroundings carefully, finding big houses and many of the said, but still pretty damn exposed. There was only so much you could actually find and have the certainty that you will/could be safe.
Try looking for a coin at the sea and you'll know just how frustrating that can be.
It was funny how fast they seemed to be running out of places to stay, but it was not funny their current location. Again, was too exposed. Funny how she thought she could be used to that small life changing fact by now, but then again, she wasn't.
"Great" Alyson mumbled to herself, sarcastically as she got her things out of Shane's car, which was currently being used by Glenn and Maggie.
Placing her weapons in their respective places around her body, she kept on looking for the piece of clothe that would provide her with some warmth as the chilly air bit down on her skin, making her slender frame shiver slightly.
She needed to go do some scavenging at a Wal-mart soon or her ass was going to freeze to death even though she preferred freezing to death before hitting the grave due to a walker's bite.
A smile formed in her lips as she mentally rolled her eyes at her sense of humor. It was bad, but at least she had one.
A bigger smiled adorned her face as her fingertips met the familiar piece she was searching around for. She quickly placed it on her arms, adjusting it to her body as best as she could, considering the fact that she had lost a fair amount of weight due to the lack of food.
If things ever got back to normal, she would sure remember her new eating habits for those special times when one wants to lose around 2 pounds or maybe even 10. Still, she would try to keep that as a 'note to self'
The sound emitted from her mouth didn't go unnoticed by Daryl, who had found a place next to her, looking for something of his own.
"Something wrong, Fey?"
His eyes watched her for a second and she just shrugged and shook her head gently; a playful smile still lingering on her lips.
"Nope… Just trying to remain hopeful here" She spoke, loud enough for the male companion next to her to hear as she eyed him longer than intended. Her eyes fixed themselves on his leather jacket and instinctively her tongue darted to her lips, leaving them slightly moist as her teeth gently bit on her lower lip.
Her green eyes moved away from him once she realized how her body was reacting on her behalf, but… for the love of everything holy, she swore that if Daryl looked good on anything, it was leather, then again he looked absolutely delicious in anything, even when he was as filthy as a street dog.
As Daryl was about to start a reply to her previous comment, a familiar voice made way to their ears, interrupting Daryl from whatever he was going to say to her.
Looking over her shoulder she saw none other than Rick making his way to them. Alyson's eyes darted back to Daryl for a moment before nudging his ribs slightly, making him scowl at her like a child.
"I need the two of you to take on first watch tonight. Is that okay?"
Rick said as he stood in front of Daryl and Alyson, watching carefully for any sign of denial to the offer, which he quickly dismissed from Alyson as she nodded her head and offer him a gentle smile.
"I ain't got no problem either" Daryl replied, this time without any interruption to his words and the ex-sheriff gave him an approving nod, before giving the pair a few more instruction and retiring once he was done and sure both, Alyson and Daryl, had understood.
"Well, watch partner, I'll be seeing you when the shift is over then?"
"S'long you don't get eaten. You heard what Rick said. Holler if ya need anything, Fey"
Rolling her eyes, she gave him a dismissing wave as her back faced him, the distance between the two growing each time a little more as she went to start her night shift.
The cold breeze gently caressed Alyson's already cool skin as she used her legs to push herself back, lifting them slightly off the ground for the swing to move forward as she rested her forehead on the chain along with her hands. Her eyes closed briefly as she sniffled as a consequence of the chilly weather, but she paid no mind to it.
"Yer not planning on getting 'nside, Fey?" Daryl's raspy voice snapped her from her thoughts as she gently raised her head to glance at the man standing in front of her.
"I'm not. Just felt like hanging out with this swing for a while, pretty sure it has been lonely for quite a while. You are welcome to join us."
"It's cold. Get yer ass moving. I ain't planning on freezing to death because of you."
A silly smirked lit her features as she pushed herself back slightly with her feet.
"Yeah, but you would love to get me all warmed up" She tried to act sexy as best as she could, but from the look of his face, it was starting to get hard trying her best not to burst out laughing.
"Pfft you wish, lady?" Blushing slightly, Daryl tried to dismiss whatever game she was trying to play with him as he broke eye contact and moved to rest his back to the pole closest to the swing she was in.
For a couple of minutes, they enjoyed each other's silent company, each minding their own business and each on their own little world, but still close to one another.
Alyson's green eyes turned to look at him, next to her and once more, she allowed her eyes to watch and admire him. He was a true art work, even with all his flaws, Daryl Dixon was perfect.
"If you could had done something else with your life, what would had that been?"
"This an interrogation or something, Fey?"
He growled at her. He was tired, but he didn't want to go inside without her, after all they had been in the same hourly shift and if she did something stupid, like hanging out at a desolated park with walker roaming around, he would not be able to help feeling responsible for her.
"Just answer, Dixon" A small glared was directed his way before she continued on swinging herself gently back and forth.
"I Dunno. Some filthy rich, business guy. Gotta wear a fancy suit and shit like that y'know. Fancy car an a fucking mansion... some kids…"
"Oh?" A gentle smiled played on Alyson's features as she keep her gaze on the male at her side.
"What?! S'not like I mind" Daryl's eyes met hers slightly, but quickly retracted as he felt too exposed to those green eyes of hers.
"Well, I'm pretty sure that wouldn't had been an issue. You would had not only be dead handsome, but filthy rich too, so them ladies would throw themselves right at your cute, million dollar, shiny black shoes."
"Sounds tempting" He agreed, gently nodding his head while he quickly glanced around the area, making sure they were safe until they could leave the small park.
"You bet it does, Dare"
" What would ya had been, Fey. I have no idea what ya do before all of this went down"
"Eh… well I worked three shifts and I had a very rough beginning when I moved to the city, but I got to build myself from the very bottom." Her voice had become softer as she started to speak about herself, it almost seemed like she was uncomfortable, but Daryl knew her better; she was tired.
"So where'd ya worked?
" I worked at a Starbucks on the mornings, then Thursdays to Sundays I worked as a performer in a local coffee shop until eleven thirty and until two am in a bar."
"Though ya couldn't handle the alcohol. Pretty damn ironic if ya ask me, Fey." He eyed her body and face, searching for a hit or a way to tell she was lying, but then again, why would she lie about being a bartender, he thought.
"Well, I did. The more skimpy the clothes the better tips you got and thought I'm not 'that girl' I needed those tips." Her bony shoulders gesture upwards as she shrugged and laced her fingers together, before a small sigh made way through her pink-ish shivering lips.
Daryl contemplated the new found information she had just told him, making him as quiet as a ghost; for a second, Alyson thought that she was alone as even his breathing could hardly be heard. She decided to break the silence as she figured he was probably judging her in his mind and that bothered her more than anything.
"You realize that if any of this had happened, you and I would had never met and we would have had remained ignorant of each other's existence, Dare"
"How so?"
"Well, you would had been the CEO of some mayor company, I'm sure and I would have just been a barista at Starbuck."
"I still needed a place to get my coffee, especially if I was running a company." A smirked played on Daryl's handsome face and Alyson replied with an eye roll as she shook her head.
"Well, Mr. Dixon, if you would had ever walked into my store, I would had thought you were smoking hot with big sexy guns right underneath that suit. A girl can tell" Taking a turn into smirking, she did as she looked back at him.
His hand dismissed her comment as he tried to keep her from noticing his faint flush.
"That would had sucked though. You would had been the man in a suit and I a simple barista, but life had funny ways of making you want things you can't have huh?
She asked more to herself than him, but paid no mind as she focused on standing, stretching her legs as a yawn made her realize just how tired she truly was.
"Still thought ya were a pretty gorgeous barista for what is worth. C'mon, we ain't got all night…"
As Daryl's words processed in her head, her body felt overwhelmed by 'butterflies' and just as she was to reply, he was way up ahead of her, making her grown in frustration as her brain forgot what she wanted to say.
"I still want to see you in a suit when we get a chance, Dixon,"
"Ain't happing soon! Hurry up." He said as he kept on walking, leaving her to catch up with him. Knowing Daryl, she knew it was going to be had to get him in a suit, or find one for that matter, but until then she would had to watch him with his leather jacket on, though it was not like she minded much anyway.
