**Hi guys. I've gotten some interest in my story so I'll upload another chapter. I hope you guys are liking it so far. As I said before I haven't made a fanfic in a few years so I'm a little rusty. Don't give up on me! I tried to fix the spacing so it isn't just globbed together. It's suppose to be read in two different perspectives.

The season was summer. Carl could feel a nice breeze on him when he was at the pond with the other teens. He smelled fresh air and didn't hear the daunting sound of walkers approaching him. He didn't know how to feel about it, his life had been about survival and killing walkers for years now. The girl Enid looked like a person who had been through the trials of the outside world like him so he sat down next to her.

"How did you end up here?" Carl asked softly, as the two other boys continued to throw rocks into the pond.

Enid just stared ahead, her eyes never wavering from where she was looking. She looked sad and distant, and for good reason but she wasn't going to answer a newcomer's question, at least not yet. She stood up and walked away, ignoring the boys when they asked where she was going.

It didn't phase Carl seeing Enid walk away from him like that, he didn't have feelings when it came to people he didn't know. He just took it that she didn't want to talk about it and that was fine with him, he was a quiet person himself.

Carl decided he would go for a walk, he said he'd see the other boys later and then walked off.
The neighborhood was actually quite large, it reminded him of his old neighborhood when he was young and also reminded him of his mother. He missed her and thought of her every day. His way of keeping her alive in his heart is by taking care of Judith and keeping her safe.

Daryl was still wandering around the Alexandria walls, bumped into Rick a few times as he was also making sure there were no openings for walkers to get in. The door system was troubling to Daryl because it wasn't a very strong hold but that didn't matter at the moment.

While he was walking he spotted Carl again, He must have left his new friends to go for a walk, Daryl thought to himself. He hadn't realized though that he had been staring at him for quite a while, checking out his tall, skinny frame. Carl's long hair was blowing gently in the wind and his long bangs were in his eyes, as usual, he was also wearing Rick's old police hat, like he always did.
When Daryl realized he had been staring longer than he had wanted he quickly snapped out of it and blushed. He shook his head and looked back at where he had seen Carl but he was gone. What he didn't know is that Carl had noticed him there and came up behind him.

Carl put his hand on Daryl's back, "Hey are you alright Daryl? Are you sick? Your cheeks are red," He said in his usual soft tone.

Daryl jumped with a start when he was touched on the back which was rare for him. He became more red in the face when he saw Carl and realized that he probably looked like a moron at that moment.

"Fine, I'm fine!" Daryl said harshly, brushing Carl's hand away with him arm and then quickly walking away. He slapped his hand to his forehead when he realized how he sounded just then. I am such an asshole, damnit! Daryl thought to himself and went to find a shaded tree spot far away from Carl so he could cool down both physically and emotionally.

Carl was taken aback by the response he got from Daryl. He was just asking if Daryl was feeling alright but then again it was Daryl and he has always been a loner, not wanting help from anyone and keeping to himself even if something was wrong.

So far no one really wanted Carl around so he took the hint and went back to take care of Judith. He walked back to the house and stared at it for a while, wondering how long this place would last. Carl shrugged and went inside but Carol wasn't there and neither was Judith. He decided to go upstairs and lay down in 'his room'. It still felt weird to him, it had been a few days now since they had arrived but it still didn't feel real.

As Carl laid on the bed and stared at the ceiling he began to drift to sleep. His eyelids felt heavy and he eventually succumbed to his being tired.

^Carl's Dream:
{Carl was in his room laying in the bed but his eyes were open, in a bit of a daze. The door opened and it was Daryl. He came and sat next to Carl, looking down at him, putting his hand on his head and ruffling his hair. "What are you doing kid, taking a nap in the middle of the day?" Daryl said with a mischievous grin.
Carl was caught off guard and sat up, he was now face to face with Daryl on the bed. He blushed, his heart started beating faster and faster. What was this feeling that was coming over him?
Daryl lifted his hand and put it on Carl's cheek, slowly moving his head closer to Carl's, their lips mere inches from each other….}

Carl gasped and sat up, breathing heavily. He looked around the room quickly and put his hand on his heart. What was he dreaming about just now? Why would he have a dream like that? He was a teenager and had urges but he hadn't had the time to ever act on them. But to have a dream about someone he knew and who was also… a man. Carl didn't know how to take a dream like that, he had never had one like that before, not even about Beth, who he liked a while back. How was he going to face Daryl again? He didn't know if he could…

Well what did you think? You like that little dream tease? Don't worry, it will get better in later chapters. This is going to be a slow moving relationship so bare with me. Please review. More chapters to come soon.