In the Mourning

Chapter 5

Just to let you guys know, none of the characters I used in this story are mine, I wish that they were though!

I woke up in the van, my eyes and head were pounding, I was still in the warm arms. I looked up at one Daryl Dixon who was snoring lightly. I blushed wondering why he would hold me, he acted like he didn't care about anyone. I felt the van start to sputter and slow down.

"What's going on?" I asked lifting myself from his arms, he woke up looking around confused. I mouthed thanks to him and he nodded as he yawned. "The damn engine is dead," Rick said to me, "We need to walk from here, it's getting dark." We all got out of the car and split up the different guns in Ricks bag. We all carried two and Rick carried four in his bag. We started to run up the hill once we heard screams; it was what Shane feared most. There were walkers everywhere, all feeding on our group. We began to shoot to kill until we killed every last walker, I killed 13 including one that almost attacked Carl and one that had already bit Ali. I shot the last walker that was hovering over a bloodied body. I raced over to see who it was and I was crushed.

Jim sat there with multiple open wounds; he looked at me, "Hey baby doll." He said smiling, "Did you find Oli?" He asked, I covered my mouth and dropped to my knees crying. "He was one of them, and now you will be too." I said angrily. I held him in my arms and tried to calm myself. "This isn't to bad," Jim said trying to joke. I shook my head in agony, "Don't try and make me feel better, I just saw Oli, he was a walker, they had to kill him, and now they have to kill you." He looked at me pitifully, "When the time comes I want you to kill me, no one else but you, and don't let me become a walker do it before."

I could visibly see Jims face colour starting to fade, he was quite pale and he was losing a lot of blood. Dale came up behind me, "Jim, how are you?" He said, I looked at him dumbfound, "Oh you know old man, better than ever." Jim joked, he wiped my hair out of my face. "I need to talk to Dale alone sweetie, I'll be right here waiting, come back soon." Jim said faintly, I nodded and placed him gently on the ground, I walked towards Daryl and sat down on the floor. Tears streamed down my face but I didn't notice them, I felt numb.

"I'm so sorry Elizabeth. I'll put him down when the time comes, just go to sleep alright." He said, I looked up at him and then walked away, not bothering to answer. I took Dales gun that he handed me discretely as he walked away from Jim patting my on the shoulder. "Hey Jim," I said, "I love you, know that." I didn't want him to respond though, so I shot him. I let out a small gasp, I felt him move below me, I was confused, I looked at him and saw the bloodshot eyes. Oh god. I pulled the trigger again but al I heard was a click. Fucking A. I knew what I had to do, "I'm so sorry." I whispered as I shoved the gun in his head severing the brain." That was al I could do, I couldn't believe what I had just done, I felt disgusted. I threw the gun away from myself, and lied down to sleep. I didn't care where I slept; I just didn't want to be conscious.

I felt my body being lifted, "Come on, and let's get some rest." I heard, I saw some of my journey from there; I was going through the woods and into a tent.

I woke up the next morning cold, I realized that the cover I was using was below my hips and there was also an arm wrapped around it. Remembering what had happened the day before I tried not to cry, I bit my lip and looked up. Where was I, my head was killing me, I looked to my side and saw Daryl Dixon sleeping peacefully beside me. He was breathing deeply, I wanted to pull up the covers but I didn't want to wake him. I decided to instead get up and go see Jim's body.

Jim's body was no longer there, I walked further ways up the hill and saw 6 covered holes in the ground, and they were burials. I looked away disgusted, last night was after all disgusting, there was too much death. But nowadays death was seen on a regular basis.

I walked back to Daryl's tent to thank him, He had dirt on his shirt and pants, I guess he went through a lot of trouble putting the dead away. He was still sweaty from all that hard work, I smiled just a tiny bit realizing what he had done. I shook him gently; he woke up and looked tired. "Thank you so much for everything last night. You really helped me out." I said as he combed through his hair with his fingers and got up. He nodded, "I'm sorry about your brother and Jim." He said taking off his shirt, "I hope you don't mind, but I need to go take a bath." I looked at him and realized how long it had ben since I had cleaned up. "Do you mind if I join? I haven't bathed in forever." I said instantly regretting it, I knew just how weird it sounded, "I haven't had running water in a few weeks, and the last time I bathed in a lake a few walkers were in the water, so we had to leave." He nodded and led me outside.

He began to take off his pants, "There are no walkers in these waters, it's fenced off," He said pointing to a lake. I nodded looking a bit uncertain. "I promise." He finished. I started to get into the water fully clothed. "Jesus woman! Hasn't anyone every taught you to bathe?" He asked laughing. "You're not supposed to wear clothes, don't be freaked out, everyone here has seen everyone stripped to underwear and bras." He chuckled. I took off my shirt and shorts extremely relieved that I was wearing a nice set of bra and undies.

He looked me up and down in awe, "you're nothing but skin and bones woman!" He said laughing; I covered my stomach as an instinct. "Not that that is bad, you have a nice body." He said winking and diving into the water. I blushed, "The water is so warm, it feels amazing." I said starting conversation. For the first time in a long time I felt happy, peaceful and calm, it was nice. I splashed water at him and smiled, feeling my dimples forming. He splashed water back at me and laughed as well. I started to get out of the water when he ran forward to playfully tackle me, throwing me into a laughing fit.

"I'm glad you're smilin'." He said releasing me, "So am I." I responded. "So where'd you get that weird accent from?" He questioned me with a joking face, "I don't know, where'd you get yours?" I retorted giggling. "Um, I used to live in the UK, but I went to a private Australian school so I have a bit of a mix." I explained, "So you were rich then?" He asked, "Not rich, my mom worked there, so I got in for free." He smiled, "I grew up in the pan handle of Florida, and developed this nasty one." He joked, "It's not nasty, it's interesting." I said laughing.

After we washed our hair and bodies I felt something hit my ankle, it didn't hit it, it just bumped into it, I figured it was Daryl, but when I looked up I realized that he was too far away. "Daryl, something is in the water." I screeched jumping out and onto a rock. He looked down at the water concentrating, "Daryl it could be a walker!" I said worried, he shushed me with his finger.

"Get out of there!" I pleaded with him, he rolled his eyes and quickly stuck his hands in the water, bringing up a large fish. He laughed hysterically at me. I looked down embarrassed, "Oh god, I'm an idiot." I said laughing. "Oh no Daryl, look a walker!" He said high pitched mimicking me jokingly, I laughed with him and then joked, "I'll get you back for that." He nodded doubting me.

"All right well let's wash our clothes and dry off." Once we scrubbed our shirts and pants clean we walked back to camp still halfway naked, everyone at camp was surrounding Andrea who was still clutching her sister. I looked down respectfully trying not to be rude.

Once we got to his tent we dried everything up, we heard footsteps approaching. He looked at me and grabbed his crossbow telling me to get down. The flap of the tent opened up and it was Daryl, "No need to get exited, it's just me," He started as he saw the crossbow, "The gang all decided that we need to move out in 30 minutes, so hurry up okay!" He said kindly, he closed the flap back up and called over his shoulder, "I'll be back soon to remind you!"

I decided to get back at Daryl in this moment, "Daryl, turn around I have to change my underwear." I said sounding seductive; he looked at me with wide eyes, obviously surprised. He turned around, but not in time, he saw a glimpse of me pulling off my underwear. I quickly changed and grabbed my favourite pair. It was pink laced with polka dots, "Okay, I'm good." I said, he turned around and was still looking with big eyes.

He came towards me hovering, he looked like he would kiss my, but instead he grabbed his boots and smirked, he walked away, but I peeled a piece of grass off of his shoulder which was the last straw I guess. He turned around looking infuriated, I though he was going to yell at me but instead I felt his lips crash down on mine. His kiss was soft and sweet, when he pulled away he looked into my eyes and smiled, however, the next kiss was more passionate and urgent.

It almost seemed as though his lips were hungry for me, he groped my sides and hoisted me up onto the metal cupboard that he used for his clothes. He left his hands on my sides but I took them in mine and placed them further down. "Woman what are you doing to me?" He asked between kisses. I let him tug a bit at my underwear but then brought his ear close to my mouth and whispered, "Told you I'd get back at you." He stopped kissing me and looked into my eyes.

I jumped down from the cupboard and giggled, he looked bewildered, "So that was all an act?" He asked, I nodded vigorously. "That's a damn lie." He said, which stunned me, "You like me, I can see it in your eyes, I could feel it in your kiss." He said, "That's not true-" I started to say but was quickly cut off by his lips, which again came colliding with mine.

Why couldn't I stop? I asked myself, Daryl Dixon, red neck countrymen, and I, were freaking making out. I wasn't going to lie, of course I was attracted to him, but why was I?

He wrapped his arm around my waist and I put my hands through his hair as we kissed like it was a drug, we couldn't get enough. He fell to his knees bringing me with him, but that didn't stop the kiss, he took a breather as I sucked on his neck. He quietly moaned and I felt his pants tighten. "Shh!" I quietly motioned laughing. He did not laugh though, he seemed to only focus on one thing, so I pushed him down on his back and took my hair out of my pony tell letting the chocolate stream of hair pour over my shoulder, I arched my back and bent down to kiss him.

Not satisfied with the lack of power, he rolled me under him and I wrapped my hand around his neck. I started to undo his belt that he was wearing and he looked at me, pressing me to go faster. He undid my bra as quickly as he could, sliding of his pants in the process, I laughed at how eager he was.

"Daryl? Elizabeth?" I heard Dale called, I panicked, but we had no time to change our positions, which had switched while he slid of his pants, I was not on top with my dangling bra and rosy red cheeks. Dale unzipped the flap and instantly turned beet red. I hung my head down and boroughed it into Daryl's warm chest, Daryl groaned angrily, "What do you want?" He said angrily "I hate to be the party crasher, but we are heading out in ten minutes," He said awkwardly, "I didn't see anything." He finished as he noticed Daryl growing red with anger. "God damn it Dale! Get out!" Daryl said, I looked at Dale apologetically, who nodded an "it's okay" look at me.

"Calm down Daryl, we'll finish some other time." I said laughing.. "Why should I calm down? It's the first time I've wanted to get with some one I actually care about and it ends." He said putting his pants back on. "Well, for now we can talk, besides, we shouldn't rush things, that never works out." I said to him.

He looked into my brown eyes and whispered, "That sounds fantastic." I looked at him with a smile and kissed his cheek. He traced my dimples and laughed, we packed everything in his tent, which took about two minutes considering how little he had. We packed it into his truck and waved at Dale he blushed violently, I laughed but tried to be a bit less, seeing how gloomy everyone's mood was.

We all set off, I drove with Daryl of course and we headed for the high way. We stopped when we saw the large CDC we were headed for. We rushed to the doors, getting out of the cars and saw the camera moving. "Please let us in!" Rick said looking behind us a the gathering walkers, to our surprise the doors opened.

So I'm sorry if you didn't like this chapter, but I had fun writing it, I know that a lot of stuff happened in it, but I'm not a patient writer! Thanks for reading! Please review and feel free to ask questions.