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Her Angel, His Strength
15 Triggerfinger
Patricia said she was heading down to the kitchen to start the dinner. With everything that happened on that day, Lily hadn't realised she had not eaten ever since breakfast. It seemed so long ago, when they still had Sophia and Beth wasn't on a catatonic state.
When diner was ready, Maggie and Lily went downstairs to join the rest.
"They should've been back by now."
"They just got holed up somewhere. We'll... We'll head out first thing in the morning." Shane said.
"Lori, dinner." Carol called.
"She's not in there."
"Where is she?" No one answered.
"Carl, when's the last time you saw your mom?" Shane asked.
"This afternoon." They all looked at each other for a second.
"Nobody panic. Gonna be around here somewhere." Lily got up with the rest of them to look for Lori.
After a futile look around the farm, the group gathered around in front of the house.
"Well, where is she?" Carl asked.
"She asked Daryl to go into town. Must've gone herself." Carol answered, a little out of breath. Shane left after asking Dale if she had gotten any gun with her. Lily walked over to where Daryl had set up the tent before.
"Daryl?" She walked into the tent, where he was laying down.
"She sent ya?"
"No. Just missed you." He looked away from her. "Why are your tent up here?"
"Got to get away from those people."
"Why?" He ignored her, closing his eyes. "Daryl…" When he didn't look up, Lily sat down by his side, her hand coming to rest on his chest. "Have you eaten?"
"No."
"Yeah, me neither." Lily sighed. "This day just won't end, will it?" She asked, laying down next to him, her head resting by her hand on his chest. They stayed like that for a while, until Daryl stood up and walked out of the tent.
"Stay there.
"I don't want you here!" She heard him scream. Getting up, she walked over to see with whom he was talking. "Ya're a real piece of work, lady. What, are ya gonna make this about my daddy or some crap like that? Pfft! Ya're afraid. Ya're afraid cause ya're all alone. Ya got no husband, no daughter. Ya don't know what ta do with yaself. Ya ain't my problem! Sophia wasn't mine! All ya had ta do was keep an eye on her!" Lily frowned at his words. Daryl was being plain cruel to a woman who did nothing but try to befriend him.
Daryl got back to the tent, almost stepping on her. He looked at her for a moment, before heading back to his sleeping bag.
"Daryl…" Lily bit her lip. She knew she would not get her point when he was like that. She did not know what he was feeling, but knowing that he looked for Sophia every day, got hurt on the process, gave Carol's hope to hold onto for nothing… "I'm sorry."
"She wasn't my problem."
"I know… I'm sorry still." They stayed silent for a few minutes, each lost in their own pain, until Lily stomach growled loud. She blushed, pressing her hand on her tummy. Daryl snorted and got back outside, this time, she followed him.
He skinned and cooked a squirrel for them. While it was nothing compared to the food Patricia had prepared them, Lily thought it was delicious.
After eating, Lily crawled over to his sleeping bag, ignoring hers. It had been a while since they shared one. Daryl made no comment about it, laying down next to her and putting his arm under her head. Lily was glad that, even though he seemed to be pulling away from everyone else, he still let her in.
The next morning, Lily exited the tent just after Daryl. When she noticed the wings on his vest, she walked over and lightly touched them.
"Angel." He turned around to face her.
"Thought ya'd like that." She smiled, tracing his cheek with her fingerprints.
"Angel." She repeated, before pulling his head down so their lips could meet.
Daryl was going to town with Shane and Andrea to look for Glenn, Hershel and Rick. Lily was glad that Lori was back, feeling just a little guilty for not checking it before; she smiled at the woman when she saw her. The three just got ready to go when they heard the sound of an engine.
Maggie ran over them, sidestepping her father to hug Glenn. When he didn't return the hug, Lily knew something was up.
"Patricia, prepare the shed for surgery." Hershel asked, walking inside.
"Who the hell is that?" T-Dog asked, pointing at the car. It was just then that Lily noticed a boy with a blindfold.
"That's Randall." Glenn answered casually.
They got him into the house so Hershel could stich him up, now everyone understanding the need of his words before. Lily stayed with Daryl as she watched everyone go in.
"Shouldn't we go and see what that is all about?" He snorted, bringing her closer. Their kisses were always innocent, never more than pecks, really. Lily did not know why Daryl never tried to deepen it, but she was not going to ask. In a way, she was happy with what they had. She feared that if they were to go down the next steps, her mind would revert to her days in the cabin with her two captors. She had a feeling Daryl knew about that and was waiting for her lead. Her nightmares, while not as constant as before, still gnawed at her.
"He's not a threat." Rick was saying when they got back inside.
"Not a threat. How many of them were there? You killed three of their men, you took one of them hostage, but they just ain't gonna come looking?"
"They left him for dead. No one is looking."
"He's out cold right now, will be for hours." Hershel said.
"You know what? I'm gonna go get him some flowers and candy." Shane scoffed. "Look at this, folks... We back in fantasy land." Shane said starting to walk away.
"You know, we haven't even dealt with what you did at my barn yet. Let me make this perfectly clear, once and for all... This is my farm. Now I wanted you gone. Rick talked me out of it, but that doesn't mean I have to like it. So do us both a favour... Keep your mouth shut."
"We're not gonna do anything about it today. Let's just cool off." Rick said after Shane left. The group dispersed after that, Daryl holding onto her arm, led her out of the house.
"What do you think of this? Randall." Daryl shrugged, not really knowing the answer. He didn't know the kid, didn't know his story. "From what Rick said, his group is not looking for him. Maybe it'd be best to send him away."
"Yeah and when he find his group, what happens?" Lily bit her lip, not knowing what to answer.
"Perhaps we could take him in?" Daryl stared at her. Scoffing, he kept on walking.
"Ya gonna get us killed, baby."
"Good thing I have an angel looking out for me, then, huh?"
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Mel.
