Darryl had walked back into the prison avoiding everyone. He was too mad to face anyone. What the hell was that girl thinking? He had opened up to her more than he had anyone in his whole damn life.

Going back into the cell he was sharing with Emily, Darryl lay back trying to calm himself. He knew he shouldn't have yelled at Emily. Their relationship seemed to be falling apart and it was entirely his fault.

He couldn't help letting his mind go back to the early days in their relationship. In the beginning, Emily smiled every time they saw each other. They kept everything hushed from everyone until Lori caught them locked in a heated kissing frenzy one day. The bitch had cried like Darryl had knocked her daughter up. Finally, after a few days of not talking to either of them Lori relented realizing that Darryl wasn't too bad of a match for Emily. He could adequately protect her and Lori wouldn't have to worry so much.

Emily was still innocent then. She hadn't been through the hell she had been in the past year at that point. She was still a kid who thought all of this shit would be over soon enough.

The first time Darryl saw her he was instantly smitten with her although he wouldn't admit it. There would be no way in hell he would tell the girl he was wanting her that bad. It wasn't until a month later when they were alone in the woods for the thousandth time with Emily locked in his arms Darryl was comfortable enough to tell her he had more than intimate feelings for her.

(Flashback)

"I do care for you more than you realize."

He whispered to her as Emily snuggled against his chest.

"I care for you too Darryl."

She quickly leaned forward kissing him. The kiss quickly escalated as Darryl let his hands fall down to her hips and caress the soft skin on her stomach.

"Darryl I'm ready now."

Darryl watched as she unbuttoned a few of the buttons on his shirt.

"You know what your askin for?"

Emily nodded.

"I don't want to die a virgin."

Darryl chuckled tightening his hold on her.

"I guess that answers my question if you have ever done this before. Don't you think you deserve better than having your virginity taken in the woods?"

Emily slowly pulled her shirt over her head leaving her in only a white lace bra.

"Not like we have much options these days."

Darryl nodded. She was right. He didn't know if he turned her down this time would he get another chance? Neither knew. They could both be dead any time.

"Fine. If this what ya want then you'll get it. I don't want ya cryin to me later saying this was a mistake. Hear?"

Emily rolled her eyes.

"I'm not going to regret it Darryl."

He looked pleased enough with her response as he let his hands stroke down her shoulders and between her breasts. Emily's skin broke into chill bumps. Darryl slowly lay her back on the grass before undoing her jeans and sliding them down her hips. His eyes moved over her body with a lust filled expression as Emily turned undoing her bra.

Darryl tried to contain his pending excitement as he gazed over his now naked girlfriend.

"Are you going to touch me or not?"

Emily asked innocently. Darryl raised an eyebrow before leaving down beginning to kiss her deeply and pulling her leg over his hip. Emily cried out as his rough hands squeezed one of her breasts and the other had dipped between her legs.

"That what you want? Huh?"

He whispered between kisses before he began to work his fingers into her body. Darryl watched with a satisfied smile as Emily withered beneath him.

"Please Darryl."

She cried out. Darryl slowly let her hip go before unbuttoning his pants pushing them down his hips. He looked carefully at Emily who had closed her eyes obviously preparing herself mentally for what was about to happen.

Emily took a breath as Darryl began to push in. When he pushed through her barrier Emily cried out beneath him. Darryl stopped moving. Partially hoping he hadn't hurt her too badly and partially giving her time to adjust to his intrusion into her body.

"It's all right darlin"

He whispered trying to contain himself as he cuddled Emily pressing kisses to her collar bone. When she rubbed her hips against his Darryl got the message she was fine to proceed.

Darryl slowly began to rock his hips into Emily as he carefully placed her leg back over his hip again. Both knew it wouldn't last long. Emily whimpered against Daryl's lips as he continued thrust into her. When his control appeared to be fading Darryl looked down at Emily with wide eyes.

"Come on darlin I can't last much longer."

The moment he slipped a hand in-between their bodies and began to stroke her most intimate areas Emily orgasmed around him resulting in Darryl coming hard.

"Darryl?"

Darryl looked up to see Glenn at the doorway.

"Hmm?"

Glenn stepped in looking a little worried.

"Have you seen Emily?"

Darryl shook his head sitting up as he noticed Carl and Glenn's side looking equally as worried.

"Nah. She's probably outside making a voodoo doll to kill me with."

Carl frowned.

"She's not outside. We've been looking for her for a while."

Darryl quickly stood.

"Come on."

What did they mean they couldn't find Emily? Where the hell could the girl have gone to? There was only so many places she could be. He looked up as Maggie stepped out looking pale.

"Uh I know where she is…well were she was."

Darryl frowned.

"What do you mean was?"

Maggie pointed outside.

"The front gate was open and her shoe prints went right outside the gate."

Darryl even went white with this information as he said fuck under his breath before storming toward the gate. He glanced over at Rick who was looking around absently.

"Time to snap out of it Rick. Your daughter is out in the woods alone."

Rick blinked a few times looking at Darryl.

"Huh?"

Darryl pointed to the gates and didn't stop to wait for Rick who was running after him now. Following Emily's track's Darryl's mind was racing a million miles per hour. Did he really upset her enough to make her want to leave somewhere that was safe to being out here alone?

"Emily!"

Glenn shouted her name as Carl was looking behind tree's looking panicked himself. Darryl held his hand up.

"Knock it off. You're attractin too much attention. Her tracks stop here…then she was dragged…holy shit."

Darryl was losing his cool realizing something was wrong…BAD WRONG! Glenn watched as Darryl yelled a few random obscenities before punching the nearest tree.

Meanwhile with Emily….

Emily awoke feeling groggy as hell in a cold dark room. She frowned looking around. This was somewhere she had never been before in her life. As she tried to sit up she was shocked to see herself handcuffed to the headboard. She groaned feeling the horrible pain in her head building. Half of her face was swollen and she couldn't see well out of her right eye.

"Good you're awake."

A voice caught Emily's attention. She looked up to see a man with an eye patch looking at her with a sadistic smile.

"Uh yeah…. where am I and where is the fucker that whacked me?"

The man chuckled.

"That was me. I apologize. I see you are from the prison group."

Emily frowned.

"What the fuck are you supposed to be? A Jack Sparrow reject? Yeah I'm from the prison group now let me go so I can get back."

The man shook his head.

"No. I have a real problem with your group. Your friends broke in here and tore a bunch of stuff up…killed people. So I'm returning the favor with you. I was looking at you while you were sleeping. You're beautiful…. painfully beautiful."

He walked to Emily kneeling in front of her as he yanked her jeans down before taking out his knife and cutting her tank top open. Emily growled aiming a kick for the guys face and when she made contact he grunted in pain. When he raised up the man hit her hard.

"Worthless little bitch! I am going to fuck you up good now. You won't live much longer at all slut. You don't mess with the Governor and expect to live. Your little friend Michonne will be joining you soon."

Emily felt sick as The Governor began to run his hands all over her body touching her the way Darryl did. At least Darryl wasn't this callous and rough with her. Emily cried begging the man to stop but he didn't instead he unbuttoned his pants and pushed into her not caring that she wasn't the least bit wet. Throughout the rape he continued to beat her as hard as he possible could. Emily continued to fight but as the blows came down she couldn't hold on much longer and again slipped into blackness.

Back at the prison….

Darryl was furious…devastated and furious! Rick was pacing the floor.

"Who would have taken her?"

Carl asked. Merle who was sitting silently on the other side of the room looked up. He looked at his little brother who had chain smoked almost a whole pack of cigarettes.

"I bet I know who has her."

Darryl looked at him coldly.

"This is all your fault. I know it was you who filled her head with all that bullshit! When I go get her back from that fucker you're gone! You aint tearin us up any more than you already have Merle. Brother or not you aren't ruinin what I have with her. Rick we need to get to Woodbury…now."

No one really said much the whole way to Woodbury. It was common knowledge that shit was about to hit the fan. Everyone was also partially afraid to say anything to Darryl too. The look on his face was something no one had ever seen before; it was a mixture of terror and absolute pain.

Sneaking into Woodbury, Darryl, Rick, and Glenn stayed as quiet as possible. They all knew well where The Governor kept his prisoner's so it wasn't no secret or task to know where they were going. It didn't take long for some of the guards to realize there was visitors. Rick looked to Darryl.

"You go get Emily. Glenn and I will hold them off."

Darryl nodded knowing he had to hurry as much as he trusted Glenn he was afraid one of the Woodbury guards, the big Mexican particularly, would get his friends. Rick really wasn't in the best state of mind anyway and holding off a bunch of guards probably wouldn't go so well.

Stepping into the same building where he had been held months previous as a prisoner Darryl's heart was pounding. He was fighting the "What if's" and needed to just worry about the task at hand. Emily had to be saved! If something that already happened to her, he would never forgive himself. Never in a million years would he be able to love another woman again or allow himself to care for someone like he did Emily.

Darryl snuck into multiple rooms before finding Emily chained to the bed. His heart sank looking at his girlfriend's state. Her face was battered and bloody. Seeing the horrid bruising on her arms and neck that was clearly finger impression made Darryl tremble with rage. He had never been so angry in his life! He vowed The Governor would be dead soon!

As quickly as possible Darryl managed to get the rusty handcuffs off Emily and pull her into his arms He was thankful to see that she was breathing even if I was just shallowly.

"Emily darlin can you hear me?"

He whispered as her eyes slowly cracked open.

"Darryl?"

She whispered weakly before passing back out in his arms. Darryl shook his head muttering any curse word he could think of before slipping back into the streets. Getting back to the car he was thankful to see that Rick and Glenn appeared to be in one piece.

Both of their faces dropped seeing Darryl walking toward them carrying an unconscious and possibly dead Emily. Rick's face showed panic as he stepped forward.

"Is she?"

Darryl shook his head.

"Just passed out. That weasel did a number on her. Need to get her to Herschel…quick and get the fuck outta here before The Governor realizes she's gone. I'm comin back and killin him."

Rick shook his head.

"No you're going back to the prison and staying with Emily where you belong. When she wakes up she's going to ask for you. I'm not telling her you are gone again. You come back here you're gonna get yourself killed because your pissed off and not thinking clearly."

Darryl looked at Rick crossly before getting into the SUV keeping Emily in his arms. Rick quickly pulled off keeping all of the lights on the car off until they were on the high way. He glanced over at his daughter struggling to keep his own emotions in check. This was a sight no parent should have to see. He shouldn't see his oldest child look like some of the domestic abuse victims he had seen during his days as a cop.

He couldn't even really read what was going on in Darryl's mind either. In ways Rick didn't want too. Sometimes he thought Darryl's mind had to be a scary place to reside.

"Thank you for saving her."

Darryl looked up.

"I wouldn't let anything happen to her."

Rick nodded.

"I know. That's why I trust you with her. When Emily was a little she was a handful. I look at her now and still see the little 5-year-old she used to be. She gave Lori a run for her money all the time. I would come home from work and Emily would be sitting on the porch with her little white dog waitin for me. Lori had usually given up on her hours before and was close to drinkin. It was funny as she got older I always swore shit like this wouldn't happen to her. The Governor guy has got to go."

Darryl nodded not sure why Rick had told him all of this but he looked down at Emily and felt even angrier at the events that had happened throughout that day.

"He's gonna die when I get ahold of him."

Rick sighed. Talking to Darryl to calm him down wasn't going to work at all. Right now it was clear the man wanted to be left alone.

Arriving back at the prison, Darryl tried his best to ignore everyone's horrified expression as he walked in cradling Emily. He couldn't look at Maggie period. She had suffered probably the similar fate with the Governor. Herschel had hobbled over looking at Emily's mangled body.

"Let's get her in bed so I can look her over."

Darryl nodded coldly still not saying a word as he walked to their cell gently laying Emily in bed. He quickly got out of the way letting Herschel do his thing. Darryl had gone to stand by Rick who was trying to calm a freaking out Carl.

"I need one of you to go get Carol."

Herschel said softly. Rick motioned to Carl. He had to get his son out of the cell quickly. He looked at Darryl who stood with his hair in his face obviously to block anyone reading him. When Carol returned with Carl who looked like he had regained composure, Herschel turned to Rick and Darryl.

"I need you both to step out for a moment."

Darryl shook his head.

"I aint leavin her again."

Herschel turned looking at him.

"We are fully examining her."

Darryl nodded.

"I've seen her naked before. I aint leavin her Herschel. I fucked her over enough lately. I'm not messin up again."

Herschel and Carol exchanged glances as Rick stepped out. Neither said anything more to Darryl. Arguing with him right now would work as well as baptizing a cat.

Darryl kept his eyes on the floor in front of him as Herschel began to examine Emily. He didn't look up for a full fifteen minutes. When Herschel called Rick back into the room Darryl finally looked up.

"She definitely has a concussion. So we will have to watch her close in case she has a seizure. There are also a few broken ribs…also she was sexually assaulted. I gave her a sedative to keep her asleep so she can get some rest. She needs time to heal. When she wakes me need to keep her in bed for a few days just to make sure everything heals right."

Herschel couldn't meet Darryl's ice cold gaze. How was he supposed to sugar coat to a man that his girlfriend had been brutally raped? Darryl wouldn't want it sugar coated anyway.

"I'll give you all some time. If you need me just call. For now, she sleeps."