Heart of Dixon
Chapter 13: Long Day, Even Longer Night
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Warning: There is a somewhat naughty scene and language.
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Daryl's POV
I woke up the next morning ready to get in the woods and look for Sophia and Bitty, but no one was awake yet. I would've left their butts but everyone wanted to help look today and didn't want to be left behind. I knew this was going to be a long day. I wish they wouldn't insist on going, or at least not all of them. Carol, I understood wanting to go since it was her little girl and nothing should stop her from looking. Rick and Shane were ok too. The Chinaman was alright about keeping quite though he liked asking a million questions. The rest were just noisy and would slow me down.
"Just hold on, Daryl, everybody wants to help out." Rick was the only one awake when I woke up. He spoke quiet to me so he wouldn't wake the others. I wished he did talk loud so they'd wake their lazy asses up. A little girl and Bitty were at in the woods probably hurt for Christ's sakes while they were getting their beauty sleep!
"Then they'd better hurry the hell up, they're already slowing me down." I snapped. I went back to the trunk that I slept in and put all Bitty's stuff back in her backpack. It would be weird explaining to her why it was all strung out. I found her notebook again and had the whole battle about reading it or not. If Bitty found out that I read it she'd probably be pissed. Then again, she wouldn't know that I did.
I flipped through the pages; most of them were just random thoughts or weird doodles. On many pages she taped pictures in; I paid special attention to those though I didn't really want to. Many of the pictures were her hugging or kissing some guy. Who the hell was he? Bitty never told me she had a guy before all this started. A million questions went through my head again, most of them centered around if she still cared for him.
I almost dropped the book when I saw a picture of him holding her while she held out her left hand out showing off an engagement ring. I read the note by the picture:
My dearest Ink Companion, I have the wonderful news. After two years of dating, Jeff asked me to marry him! I can't believe he asked me, but I'm so excited about this new stage in my life. I can barely sit still. I want to scream from the roof tops, I'm so happy! I'm getting married!
Bitty never told me she was engaged! Why didn't she tell me? Well, it's not like you two have talked much about what happened before, I thought. Looking back at the photo of the guy-the douche, I didn't like him right away. Something didn't quite sit right with me about him, but I wasn't sure what.
Jeff looked like someone she'd get with. He looked-I don't know-handsome by girl's standards. He was definitely one of those pretty boys. He had his blonde hair styled and…what the hell, was he wearing that eye shit girl's wear? Eyeliner? Why did you get engaged to a douche who wore makeup, Bitty?
Before I could read anymore someone knocked on the window of the truck. I jumped and shoved the journal away so whoever wouldn't see it. It was Rick letting me know everyone was getting up finally. He wanted to talk to us all before we left.
When everyone was gathered around Carol's Cherokee, Rick told everyone that they had to pick a knife. He and Shane took everyone's guns off them before I came over. Good thing they didn't ask me, I wasn't going to hand over my weapon just because some dumb bitch wanted to kill herself. I say if she wants to eat a bullet then let her, I wouldn't have to hear her complaining anymore.
"What about the guns?" Andrea snapped. She was on a roll today. This was going to be a long day if she kept this up. Luckily most of her whiney bitchin' went to Dale and the lawmen. I almost felt sorry for them.
"We've been over that." Shane sighed, "Daryl, Rick, and I are carrying. Can't have people popping off every time the trees rustle." And we don't want them to shoot Bitty or Sophia if they happened to stumble on us. If that blond bitch shot Bitty, I'd kill her.
"It's not the trees I'm worried about." She retorted. Come on people, let's get this search on!
"Say somebody fires at the wrong moment, and a herd is passing by, then its game over for all of us." Shane went on, "So you need to get over it." In my head I heard Bitty go, "Bitch just got told!" I couldn't help but smirk.
Now that she was done with her little tantrum and now everyone was choosing their weapons I was going to give them my plan, "The idea is to take the creek up about five miles, turn around, and come back down the other side." I waited for anyone to argue with my plan, but no one did. Thank God, it was my first plan and I was a bit worried they'd think it was shit.
"Chances are they'd be by the creek since it was their only landmark." I explained.
Lori spoke up suddenly, "We should focus more on Sophia first, then Robin. Hopefully we'll find her during the search."
"I agree, Sophia is top priority. Besides Robin fell, who says she didn't stumble away from that creek and die?" Andrea spoke up. I felt my blood starting to boil; I never wanted to hit a woman as much as I did now.
Rick stopped me from yelling at her, "Robin and Sophia are both top priority. We'll look for them both."
"But Sophia is just a little girl…" Carol's meek and sad voice was barely heard.
"And Bitty is hurt." I walked off with that. I didn't want to hear anymore. I checked my pack; I put in an extra water bottle and some rags that I could use as first aid in case we found either of them. I prayed to whoever above that we'd find both of them today.
Andrea stalled even more time by ripping Dale a new one because he didn't want her to kill herself by staying at the CDC. My mind jumped to Bitty again if she were here, she'd probably go right over to her and rip her an even bigger new one. Bitty really did like that old man.
When she was done being the biggest bitch in the land, we set off. I was thinking all could this day get any more annoying when we finally stumbled on something, a yellow tent in the middle of the woods. I motioned the rest to stay back while Rick and I got closer. I handed someone behind me my crossbow and went over to check. Please let them be in there! Please let them be in there! Please let them be fuckin' in there!
I couldn't see what was inside of it. I had no choice but to unzip and go in, after unzipping it a nasty smell came out. They wouldn't be in here, at least now I really didn't want them to be in it. Inside was a dude missing part of his head sitting in a fold out chair. I took the gun he was still clenching and shoved it in the back of my pants. Outside I heard Carol calling out softly for me so I left, there wasn't anything else good in here anyway.
"It ain't them." I said simply. God, that bastard stunk so bad I can taste it. Ugh…
"What's in there?" Andrea asked.
"Some guy. Did what Jenner Said. Opted out, ain't that what he called it?" I answered. Shane handed my crossbow back. When I put it on my back, I felt the pistol I just find press into my back. I could give it to Bitty, that way she'd have a real weapon on her. Did she even know how to shoot a gun?
Then suddenly we heard bells ringing. I couldn't pin down where they were coming from, it sounded like they were coming from all around us. All I knew is that they sounded like church bells. Maybe Bitty and Sophia was at the church ringing the bells.
Rick pointed in the direction he thought they were coming from and we took off. We stopped again, now we definitely didn't know where they were coming from, "What direction?" Shane asked.
"I think that way. I'm pretty sure." Rick pointed off to the right.
"Damn it's hard to tell out here." Shane followed Rick.
"If we heard them, then maybe Sophia did too." Carol reasoned.
"Someone's ringing those bells, maybe calling others. Maybe Robin." Glenn went on.
"Or signaling that they found them." Andrea put her opinion in.
"They could be ringing them themselves." Rick took off running again. I was right beside him. If Bitty was there, I wanted to be the first to give her a piece of my mind. Running off like she ain't got no sense, she ain't no hero!
We broke through the trees, upon ahead in a clearing was the church. It was a small one with a sign that read "bikers welcome." Shane tried to stop us from running to it since it had no steeple but what's the harm in checking this place anyhow.
We opened the doors, inside was three walkers. Shane went insane bashing one's head in. Rick sliced another's head. I called the third that was once a woman; I made kissing noises at her. I sliced her once with a knife I took from the Chinaman. I felt angry when I saw the blood spattered statue of Jesus, how good such a loving God do this to us? How could he let my old man beat me while my nearly beaten-to-death mom watch? But right now, I just wanted him to bring back the little girl and Bitty. I think we could make it about even if he brought them back.
"Yo, J.C, you takin' requests?" I asked.
They were talking behind me, something about this place not having a steeple. Not a second after it got out of Shane's mouth, bells started to ring. We all ran out only to find that it was on a timer. Carol went back inside to pray. We followed in along with her, some prayed but I just stayed in the back and watched. Everyone could hear Carol's pray. Made me pissed that Ed touched his little girl, made me even more angry that Carol didn't put a shot-gun to his head or threw hot grits on him. Shouldn't a mom do everything to protect her kids?
I went outside, I couldn't handle hearing any more of her prayer and I couldn't stand seeing anymore of Lori and Shane's shared looks. Bitty was right about their drama, they were always sneaking off to talk or fuck, who knows. I'm surprised Rick didn't figure it out yet, for a smart guy-he was really dumb.
I was more than ready when Rick said it was time to pick up the search again, but I didn't like how he wanted to slit up. I had a bad feeling about it and I couldn't explain it. It was like the same feeling I got when we were on the highway before Bitty and Sophia went missing.
After Rick's boy decided to go with Rick and Shane, I gave Lori my other gun I took from the yellow tent so Rick didn't have to give his gun away. Andrea rolled her eyes, she was still bitter about not having a gun. I didn't say anything to her about sucking it up, I just made everybody move out. I wanted to get this search done with. We were walking for about thirty minutes until Carol sat down on a log, "So this is it? This is the whole plan?"
"I guess the plan is to whittle us down into smaller and smaller groups." I answered leaning against a tree.
"Carry knives and pointy sticks. I see you have a gun." Andrea starting up trouble again, she looked at Lori.
"You want it. I'm tired of the looks you've been giving me." Lori trusted the gun at Lori making her roll her eyes again like Lori was being the bitch at the moment. I wish I could trade Bitty for these two whiny bitches; at least I would have some entertainment while I looked for Sophia. Oh shit, that's not what I meant?! I meant she would just be funny, I didn't mean it in a perv way.
"All of you." Lori added sitting down, "Honey, I can't imagine what you're going through, but you have to stop blaming Rick. It is in your face every time you look at him. When Sophia ran, he didn't hesitate did he? Not for a second!"
She looked up at us then, "I don't know about any of us who would have done the same or make the hard decisions that he had to make or if anyone could have done it differently. Anybody? Y'all look to him and blame him because he's not perfect. If you think you can do this with that him then go right ahead, no one is stopping you." Lori took a drink.
Everybody didn't say anything to her, but I wanted to. Someone else did run after Sophia. Bitty did. The damn girl was afraid of everything and she ran out like Sophia was her own kid. Carol blamed her for leaving Sophia though. She was still out in the woods too, but no one cared about looking yet.
Andrea handed Lori back the gun, "We should keep moving." Hopefully after that speech, Andrea will stop being such a whiner.
We all got up and went back to the search. Though once again we had to stop because we heard a gunshot, Lori was the only one really worried about it, but Carol and Andrea managed to convince her to keep going. She stopped a lot slowing us down, we only had a few hours of light left and I wanted to cover as much ground as possible.
Lori stopped again and just stood there…again.
"You still worrying about it?" Andrea asked.
"It was a gunshot." Lori replied simply. Ya think? How many times do we have to go over this?
"We all heard it." I sighed. I was really getting tired of this stopping and chatting shit.
Lori spun around facing me, "Why one? Why just one gunshot?" Man, I starting to feel bad for Rick, being married to you for so long. You must start all kinds of hell for him.
"Maybe they just took down a walker." I thought of something random.
"Don't patronize me!" She snapped. Now I really feel for Rick, you are mean as a snake, woman!
"You know Rick wouldn't risk a gunshot to put down one walker. He'd do it quietly."
"Shouldn't they'd caught up by now?" Carol weakly asked.
"There's nothing we can do about it anyways." I shrugged, "Can't run around these woods chasing echoes."
Lori asked with a biting tone, "So what do we do?"
"Same as we've been. Beat the bush for Sophia and Bitty, work our way back to the highway." I rolled my eyes.
"I'm sure they'll hook back up with us back at the R.V." Andrea for once helped me out. We were leaving when she stopped again to talk to Carol.
"I'm sorry about what you're going through. I know how you feel." Andrea said.
"I suppose you do. Thank you. The thought of her by herself…it's the not knowing that's killing me. I just keep hoping she won't wind up like Amy." Carol said. Andrea gave her an angry look but didn't say anything; she was trying to play nice so she'd get her gun back, no doubt.
Carol saw the look, "Oh God, that's the worst thing I ever said."
Andrea smiled weakly and shook her head, "We're all hoping and praying for you…for what it's worth."
I've had enough of this, "I'll tell you what it's worth, not a damn thing. It's a waste of time all this hoping and praying. 'Cause we're going to locate that little girl, and she's gonna be just fine." I looked Carol in the eyes.
I backed away, "Am I the only Zen around here? Good Lord!" I walked away then. Hopefully that stopped Carol from worrying too much. I was bad at the whole comforting thing anyway, but no one yelled at me so I guess I did a good job. I turned back to Carol, she sent me a smile. Something about that smile struck me weird. It looked like she was looking at me like I was some kind of prince charming. It was better than someone looking at me like I was garbage but then again it felt kind of wrong. I just nodded to her and kept moving.
It was getting late; we had maybe an hour or so left of day. I stopped the group, "We'll lose the light before too long. I think we should call it."
Lori agreed, "Let's head back."
"We'll pick it up again tomorrow?" Carol asked Lori.
Lori nodded, "Yea, we'll find her tomorrow."
With a whistle, I got everybody to start heading back. All the complaining Andrea held in while we did our search came out. She kept asking me over and over how long it would be until we got back to the highway. Then she would complain about bugs or how much she hated sweating.
"How much farther?" This time Lori asked, if Andrea asked again, I think I'd smack with my crossbow.
"Not far, 'bout a hundred yards as the crow flies." I answered.
"Too bad we're not crows." Andrea retorted. Andrea started getting further away from us, not that I didn't mind. I could finally have some peace now and think. I wanted to read more in Bitty's diary. I had to figure what about the whole Jeff douche and why she didn't where a ring.
Andrea's screaming pulled me from my thoughts, we ran over to find some weird chick on a horse holding a bat, "Lori Grimes!"
Lori stepped up, "I'm Lori Grimes."
"We need to go. Carl's been shot and Rick needs you." The girl yelled frantically, "You have to come now!" That was all that was needed to get Lori to get a move on. She yanked off her pack and was getting ready to jump on the horse too.
"Whoa whoa whoa! We don't know this girl." I tried to stop her, "You can't get on that horse!"
"Rick said you have other people on the highway; that big traffic snarl?" She asked. Glenn nodded dumbly to her.
"Backtrack to Fairburn road; it's two miles from our farm. You'll see the mailbox. The name is Greene!" The woman made the horse gallop away then.
We all stood there for a moment dumbstruck until I heard growling off to the side beside Andrea, "Shut up!" I growled and released a bolt in its brain. I walked on and yanked it out.
"Y'all coming?" I snarled. The others hurried behind me not saying a word thankfully. I didn't want to hear anything they had to say.
We made it back to the highway just as the sun was setting. Glenn called up to Dale and T-Dog so they would know not to shoot us. Right away he started filling Dale in, "Shot? What do you mean shot?!"
Glenn was out of breath from climbing up the hill, "I don't know, Dale. I wasn't there. All I know is there this chick rode out of nowhere like Zorro and took Lori."
Dales spun around to me then, "You let her?"
"Climb out of my asshole, man. Rick sent her; she knew Lori's name and Carl's. "I rasped, I was too tired of this shit. Now I just wanted to climb in the back seat of that truck and bury myself with Bitty's clothes. Maybe read some Harry Potter or more of her journal.
I didn't stop to hear anything else they had to say, I marched right up the truck where Bitty's stuff was. I don't know why I was happy to see it still there, or why I was worrying about it not being there. No one would have taken it. But I dug out one of Bitty's shirts and brought it to my face. Ah, the sweet smell of Bitty. Something black and small fell from the shirt. I reached down to pick it up only to drop it again when I figured out it was soft lacy black panties. When I heard someone walking up, I grabbed it was and shoved it in the back pocket of my pants.
"Hey Daryl, Dale wants to talk to us all." Glenn walked up.
"The old man taking leadership or something?" I asked. I didn't even sound mean; I was still dazed that I had Bitty's underwear in my back pocket.
"I guess…come on." Glenn walked off, I guess before I could snap or yell at him. Huh, boy's getting smarter.
I joined then just as Carol started to sound like she was crying. What they do to her now?
"What's going on?" I asked.
"They want to leave." Carol sobbed.
"No, Carol, we need to get back to the other's in our group." Dale tried his nice sweet old man voice.
"I won't do it. We can't just leave." Carol said firmly, no longer crying.
"Carol, the group is split. We're scattered and weak." Dale tried again.
"What if she comes back and we're not here?" Carol looked at all our faces, "It could happen."
"If Sophia found her way back and we're gone, that would be awful." Little Miss Suck up said.
I nodded; I didn't want Sophia or Bitty to come back only to find us gone. If they came back, I'd be here for them or at least make a place self for them until I could get to them, "Okay, We got to plan for this. I say tomorrow morning is soon enough to pull up stakes. Give us a chance to rig a big sign, leave them supplies. I'll hold her tonight, stay with the R.V." I wanted a chance alone to…inspect these panties.
"If the R.V. is staying, then I am too." Dale said. Damn it, you just got to ruin my plans old man!
"Thank you. Thank you both." Carol gave us a small smile and gave me another look that made me feel weird.
"I'm in." Andrea held up her hand. Another one!? How am I gonna get any alone time?
"Well if you're all staying then I'm-." Glenn tried to stay but Dale stopped him insisting he had to take T-Dog to the farm. T-Dog's cut was getting really bad and they didn't have anything to help with the infection. I remembered Merle's stash then, they were some badass pain killers in there.
I pulled off an oily rag off Merle's bike. I threw it Dale, "Keep your oily rags off my brother's motorcycle."
"Why'd you wait 'til now to say anything?" I searched through the bag, "Got my brother's stash." I picked up the bottles and looked at the label, "Crystal. X. Don't need that. Got some kick ass painkillers. Oxycycline. It's not the generic stuff neither, its first class. Merle got the clap on occasion." I have no idea why I told them that. Oh well, not like Merle can come over and beat my ass.
I walked back to my truck and hopped in. The windows were really tinted so no one could look in, and I locked the doors. Hopefully they would give me some minutes of peace and quiet. I dug the panties out. I've really went down a level, I'm holding onto some girl's panties now. I'm now a high school perv!
It was a sexy little thing, not a thong-I don't really know the different types of girl underwear except from granny panties and thongs. I could easily picture Bitty wearing this and only this. I loved seeing a girl in only panties; it was a fucking turn on. I was getting hard just picturing her strutting around in these frilly panties.
It wasn't right thinking about her like this while she was gone but I couldn't get it off my mind. I tried thinking about weird stuff to get me out of the mood: Merle walking around naked (used to do that a lot…ugh) or walkers (they'd make any man lose his stiffy), but my mind kept going back to Bitty. Instead of Merle walking around it was Bitty and instead of Walkers trying to get at me to eat me-it was Bitty on her knees begging to suck my dick. Damn it!
I had no choice but to rub the damn thing away. Pulling it out, I wrapped her lacy panties around it. My mind went off thinking about her riding me, her panties tucked to the side so I could still fuck her while she wore them. My hands were on her hips bringing her down on my dick hard making her scream. She was so tight around me when she got close to cumming. That's right, Bitty, cum on my dick. She threw back her head as we cam together.
I grunted when I cam inside the lacy panties, "Shit, that was just what I needed." I sighed letting my head fall back. When I got my breath back, I tucked my dick away and put everything back in order. I'd have to find a way to clean the panties without anybody seeing it. I wiped most of my jizz on the front seat of the truck and packed it away in my bag.
Carol popped up later and insisted I sleep in the R.V with the rest of the group. I would have turned her down if she didn't give me such a pitiful look. I reluctantly lay down on the floor and tried to ignore the sobbing in the back room and Andrea putting a gun back together terribly. It was going to be a long night, but hopefully I'd get Bitty back tomorrow.
Soooo...whatcha think? Let me know! I hoped you like this chapter too. It's a bit harder to write in just Daryl's pov. Robin comes naturally since she is pretty much me. But the next chapter in going to be in his view too until he finds Robin.
'Til next time, I love your faces!