Days Gone By

A/N: I was surprised to wake up to 55 emails, most of them being for this story! Thank you guys so much! :D

So this prompt comes from Valnjack. They wanted Carol being jealous that Daryl is going on a run with Michonne, so when he returns, she avoids him. He has something to give her, but can't find her.

I hope I fill you with the fluffy feels you wanted.

McBrideReedusLover.~

Carol heard the motorcycle from down the road. They must be back. She huffed, and turned back to the prison. She shouldn't have been jealous. Daryl and Michonne had gone on runs before, but this time it seemed different. When Michonne walked up to them outside, Carol sensed a bit of flirting between the two, and it made her blood boil. She had excused herself, and hadn't seen Daryl since that morning. Just thinking about the scene made her angry.

Carol laughed when Daryl nudged her. She loved teasing him. The way he'd blush, it was adorable.

They both turned their heads at the sound of footsteps. It was Michonne. She was looking at Daryl as she stopped in front of them. "Rick said we could use more clothes since winter is coming soon."

"Alright, so ya goin' on a run I take it?" Daryl crossed his arms, glancing at Carol before returning his gaze to Michonne.

"I was thinking we could both go. With the two of us, we can get there in no time and take care of whatever threat come our way. Just like the good old days." Michonne grinned. Daryl rolled his eyes at her, his lips quirking upwards.

Carol noticed the smile playing at Daryl's lips. She rarely saw him smile. Usually she was the one to get a reaction. Michonne laughed, and to her surprise, Daryl did too. He rarely laughed for her.

She thought maybe, she had been special to him. When she'd poke fun at him, and she'd get the slightest reaction. But apparently, Michonne had that affect on him too. It shouldn't have hurt, but it did. She couldn't watch this anymore. Without a word, she walked away, leaving Daryl and Michonne to do whatever they were going to do.

~Days Gone By~

Daryl parked the bike inside the gate, and swung his leg over the seat. He looked around, searching for the one face he always sought out on his return. Usually, she was there waiting for him. But not today. He shoved his hand in his pocket, checking to make sure it was still there.

Daryl pulled the arrow out of the walkers skull. The last one in the store. He would take the left half of the store, and Michonne would take the right. They nodded to one another before parting ways.

As Daryl made his way around, he found a few clothes for the others. He shoved them in his bag, and turned the corner.

In front of him, was a small jewelry counter. He walked over to it, and stared at the many rings. There were some watches, necklaces, and bracelets. He huffed, and began to walk away when it caught his eye. A simple gold bracelet. It was nothing fancy, and thats why he liked it. He picked it up, examining it closely.

"I didn't think you were one for jewelry." The voice startled him. Michonne just grinned. "You should give it to her. She'll like it."

Daryl sighed. "That obvious?" He asked.

"Pretty much." Michonne stepped up beside him. "Take it back for her."

Daryl stared at the bracelet before shoving it in his pocket. "Let's get goin'. Wanna be back before sunset."

He pulled his hand out of his pocket, and made his way towards the prison. She had to be inside. Maybe in her cell? He headed up the steps, and peered into her cell. Empty.

"Where the hell is she?" He growled.

~Days Gone By~

Carol sat down at one of the table in the library. She had run there first, knowing Daryl wouldn't look for her here. She sighed, grabbing one of the books. She might as well keep herself occupied while she was down here.

The door creaked open, and she raised her head. Impossible, it couldn't be him.

Thats when she saw the warrior woman walk in. Great, just what she needed.

"There you are." Michonne leaned against the table, looking down at her. "Been looking all over for you."

"Why?" Carol avoided looking at her.

"He thinks something's wrong with you. Can't find you anywhere. He's been asking everyone. Figured I'd find you here." She shrugged. "Why are you hiding?"

"I'm not hiding." Carol protested. "I just came down here to read."

"Uhuh." Michonne shook her head. "You better go find him, or I'll tell him where you are. If he finds out I knew where you were and didn't tell him, he'd kill me." She smiled.

"He wouldn't kill you. He likes you too much." Carol stared down at the book, reading the same line over and over again.

"Honey, you must be blind to think he likes me." Michonne chuckled. "Besides, I don't even have eyes for him. No, that man belongs to you. Now are you going to go get him? Or should I send him down here?" When there was no response, Michonne stood straight. "Alright, he'll be down soon." She called over her shoulder, and disappeared out of the room.

Carol sighed, putting the book face down. Michonne wasn't one to lie, if she says she doesn't like him in that way, she's probably telling the truth. Now, she just felt stupid. She had overreacted.

The door shot open and she looked up. Daryl was standing there, an angry look on his face. "Fuck woman, thought somethin' happened to ya! Why the fuck are ya down here? Ya gotta tell people where ya goin' so I don't think ya fuckin' dead!" He stormed over to her.

"I'm sorry." Carol looked down, avoided his angry glare.

She heard something drop on the table. She picked it up, examining the piece of jewelry. "What's this?" Carol asked him quietly.

"What's it look like?" Daryl huffed. "It's a bracelet. Found it on the run. Thought it would look pretty on ya." He mumbled the last part, but she still heard him.

Carol slipped the bracelet on her wrist, and held it up. "What do you think?" She asked, finally looking at him.

"Think I was right." She noticed his lips quirked up. She smiled at him.

"Thank you, Daryl." She stood up, and walked over to him. "I'm sorry I stormed off earlier... I was just... I don't know. Jealous I guess."

"The fuck ya got to be jealous for?" Daryl looked at her confused.

"I thought you liked Michonne." Carol shrugged.

"Me, like Mich? No way. She's more like a sister if anythin'." Daryl smirked. "So you were jealous huh?"

"Oh shut up Dixon." Carol chuckled.

"Ya the one who said it, not me." Daryl grinned.

Carol just rolled her eyes, and threw her arms around his neck. She pressed her lips firmly against his. He seemed surprised at first, but after a few moments, he began to kiss her back.

The two of them stood there in the middle of the library, their hearts finally becoming one. Carol was the first to pull away, a big smile on her face. "Should we get back to the others?"

"Think they can wait a few minutes."

Carol laughed, and found his lips once again.

A/N: I tried my best with this. I hope you liked it! As I said before, prompts are encouraged! R&R lovelies!

McBrideReedusLover.~