So, this chapter actually gets a little more interesting.

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Dale gave her a plate that had little pieces of what seems to be grilled squirrel. The smell was delightful, just the taste that seemed to worry her.

"Go on, try it, it's not as bad as you think it is." Amy was trying hard to encourage her.

Eva picked up a piece of meat with her fingers, looked at it, and popped it into her mouth. She chewed it for a few seconds and shallowed. The other survivors that were watching her intently couldn't tell what her reaction was, her face had been straight the whole time. Then Eva smiled.

"Honestly, I've had worse." Everyone cheered. They all started to mingle some more.

She seemed to be enjoying herself when Shane anounced that we needed a serious discussion for a moment.

"Alright, first things first, where's Eva sleepin' tonight?" Everyone looked at eachother forgetting that they had no new tents.

Amy stood up, "She could sleep in our tent, I know it might be a little cramped but we could make room." Eva could see the look on Andrea's face like she was protesting in her mind, but then she smiled and looked at Eva, "We don't bite." Eva chuckled.

"Thats very kind of you," She smiled. "But I don't want to intrude too much, I could go back to the city tomorrow and pick up a new tent?"

"Oh no, that'll be risking too much." Eva frowned in her mind at Shane's response, she could handle herself, obviously.

"Well, I've got an idea." Everyone turned towards Dale. "If Jim doesn't mind, we could spare one of our tents to bunk in with the other." Eva and the rest of the group looked over at Jim, Jim was a really quiet guy, something about him made Eva sad. Though it was just a guess, she knew the reason why he was so quiet was because of something horrible that happened to him. ~Poor fellow.~

Jim sat there for a moment contenplating, then he gave a small half-smile, "Sure, why not." Eva gave him a look that said, 'Thank you so much.'

Dale gave a pat on Jim's back, "Don't worry, I don't have night terrors."

They all gave a small chuckle as a few others said their good-nights and dispersed to go to bed.

"We'll set up the whole sleeping situation tomorrow in the morning, but for tonight, just share Amy and Andrea's tent with them, alright?" Shane seemed to be very bossy, but she ignored it.

"Yeah, our tent is the red one over there." Amy pointed over to the cluster of tents lined up.

"You can also go down to the lake first if you want to take a bath." Amy asked her. ~A bath?~ Eva smiled at the thought of a nice cool bath in this hot, sweaty heat. Jacqui walked towards her,
handing her a towel, some soap, and a few clothes. "I'm sure these will fit you just fine, honey." Jacqui was a really sweet woman.

"Thankyou so much" Eva wondered why she never wanted the company of others before, the company made her feel happy.

"Do you want me and Amy to go down there with you? Incase you run into trouble?" Andrea stood up.

"No that's just fine, I think I can handle it." Eva gestured to the knife restrained at her thigh. They all nodded at her as she and Andrea had a small talk about directions down to the lake.

"Just come in the tent when you're ready for bed, we'll leave a spot for you to sleep in." Andrea smiled and walked away.

Right before she left, Eva could hear Shane asking where Daryl was because he had watch duty tonight.

Where was Daryl?

When she was just a few feet from the lake, she stripped herself of her clothing and set her stuff on a boulder. She walked over to stick a toe in to test the water. It was a little cold, but it felt nice enough. She braced herself and dove in. ~Bloody hell it was refreshing~ She thought. She was taking her time too, washing every body part slowly. Eva was having the time of her life, until she felt like she was being watched.

Daryl was a bit frustrated with himself, about not helping his brother. Yet he felt bad for Eva. It felt like he was going through so many different emotions. He'd been walking through the forest with his crossbow, hoping to kill something to take back to camp. But his mood made him a little off on aiming, which mad him even more mad.

Then he remembered he had watch duty tonight, which mad him even more mad. ~Fuckin' idiots~

He started walking towards the camp, hoping no one would be out so he could have some time to himself. His brother was probably in the tent getting high, and he didn't want to deal with his dumb ass.

And then he heard a splash.

His frustration, confusion, and anger all went away at the thought of a walker being this close to camp. He cocked his crossbow and aimed at the directiong of the lake, ready to fire when he came in view of the lake.

And when he got a clear view of what was making the splashing noise, his heart stopped for a minute, and the air was caught in his throat. He lowered his crossbow and set it on the floor because it wasn't a walker. It was Eva, washing herself in the water. He stood there for a moment, then realised he was in the open. Daryl walked a bit sideways to hide behind the tree, still watching her.

She was beautiful.

Only sad thing to Daryl was that her back was facing him, and not the front. But he sure could see her slender/yet curvy backside. Her toned arse, and long legs were glisening in the moonlight.
Daryl smirked. ~S'bout time I had somethin' entertainin' t'watch~ Then he spotted something on the small of her back, it looked like a tattoo. He tried to get a bit closer when he accidently stepped on a small branch. ~Fuck!~ He thought, turning around and hiding behind the tree. His heart sped up a bit. He waited a few moments before looking over to see if she noticed, and when he did, the air was caught in his throat again.

Eva wasn't there.

She was certain that someone was watching her, she was never wrong about these things. ~But who could it be? Someone who had came down to have a bath too?~ Then she thought about it, if someone was, they wouldv'e said something. She couldn't let her guard down. Thoughts were running through her head. ~Could it be a walker?~ Then she shrugged that thought off, knowing that it wouldn't stand and watch, it would come charging to devour her. The only way to find out is to play along, to lead them out. Every now and then she peered over her shoulder to have a quick look, but only saw the shadow. It was a man, and he definitely was having a long look. Eva continued to wash herself when she heard a snap. She turned around to see that the person went hiding.

This is the perfect chance.

Eva crepted slowly out of the water and crouched under a bush. Crawling slowly to grab her towel and wrapping it around herself. She stood up and saw the person who had been watching her.
Her eyes widened a little.

It was Daryl. And he was clearly looking for her, and that made her smirk. She wanted to scare him, so she creeped out slowly to his side.

~Where the hell did she go?~ Daryl thought, a little frightened as to what happened to her. Did she get taken by a walker? He was about to go look for her when he heard, "Enjoying the view, are we?"

He jumped and turned towards the voice. It was Eva, and there she was, all wet, wrapped in a towel, smirking at him. It took him awhile to choke up some words.

"Was jus' seein' if yous a walker" Was all he could say. All his anger was gone. He tried hard not to look down at her cleavage every two seconds.

"Oh really? Where's your crossbow?" Her smirk became bigger. He looked behind his shoulder to see that his crossbow was a few feet aways, he had to think of something.

"I fell on sometin'" He thought that would keep his cover.

"A twig?" Eva laughed. His anger was coming back.

"Don' matter what it was, so don' worry 'bout it" He glared, trying to have his ground. But it didn't work for long as she took a few steps toward him and touched his cheek for a second or two.

"God, I love that cute accent of yours, but as you see I'm fine, so I suggest you head back to camp for your watch duty." She smiled cutely at him.

Daryl just stood there, a little shocked that she touched him. Then mumbled "Whatever" And picked up his crossbow and trotted back to camp. Eva might not be easily charmed, but she was an expert at doing it herself.

After the whole conversation, Eva seemed to be pretty pleased with herself when he barely said anything else besides whatever. Even though she did it on purpose, she wasn't leading him on in anyway. He was eaxtremely cute to her no doubt about it, and she smiled to herself. She dressed in the clothes Jacqui gave her, shorts and a button-up shirt. A little too loose and comfortable to her liking, but it's the end of the world, nothing comes on a silver platter anymore.

She dried her hair off and put back on her belt that had the hand guns on it, and attached the knife satchel to her thigh. She pondered a bit on putting her boots back on, then realized that she didn't want to walk back bare footed. After a long while of lacing up her boots, Eva walked back towards the camp. When she reached the camp, she saw that no one was up, besides Daryl, who was sitting on top of the RV. ~Everyone must be in bed.~

Eva looked at Daryl, but he didn't seem to notice her. She was tired, but wanted to socialize before going to sleep. She walked towards the RV and spotted the ladder, Eva climbed up the ladder quietly, seeing Daryl had noticed her now but didn't bother on say anything.

"Mind if I join you?"

"Don' catch me arguin'" He still didn't move his eyes to look at her. Did she go a little too far back at the lake?

She sat next to him on the RV, but neither one of them spoke. That awkward moment again.

"Tell meh 'bout yer self" Daryl grumbled, seemed he was looking at the fire down below. The question startled Eva a little, since they've been sitting im silence for awhile.

"Uhm, about myself?"

"Yeh, might as well make conversation."

She sat there pondering on what she should say, but Daryl spoke again.

"That accent aint from around here aint it? Don' think it's from this country either." Daryl was still staring at the fire. Was he mad about the situation with Merle?

"Oh, I'm from England. But I didn't stay there for too long." She looked down at herself.

"Why'd ya leave?" Daryl's face was slightly turned towards her. When she looked up she noticed his softened face, he wasn't trying to argue, or yell. And so, the tension went away.