A few days had passed following pretty much the same routine, hunt, keep warm, enjoy the water and light and sleep. Sleeping was always the hard part. I found no excuse to use to ask for Daryl company when the sun went down, so except for the first night i have been sleeping on my own. Even when your asleep, you're still awake. Your body is always alert just in case something does go wrong. But for 3 nights now, everything has been fine.

Besides, things between Daryl and I have been... awkward. I want to be near him, talk to him and touch him as much as i can. Even when there is no reason too. I didn't like or understand the feeling, so instead tried to ignore him. Well, not ignore him as such, that would just be strange, but try and not be near him unless i had to. That was really hard. I found that i would walk to him unconsciously sometimes. He would look at me, his eyes and smile happy and grateful to do with the company. But his company obviously meant something else entirely to me than mine did to him.

He always made me feel secure, always made me feel something other than pain when i was near him. Sometimes, i felt down when he wouldn't open up, sometimes i felt happy at the times that he did. But either way, i always felt safe. And not being near him, like now, i felt uneasy. Though, it wasn't just the feeling of being safe, it was something more. Something i didn't really understand, it scared me. So because of that, i tried to keep my distance.

My palms were sweaty and i rubbed them on the duvet to try and get rip of the annoying sticky feeling. Looking out the open door, i noticed that his door was open too. Was he thinking about me? Probably not, Daryl was probably asleep dreaming of something or someone better than me. I sighed and shut my eyes.

The next morning, i was awoken to Daryl shaking me. "Hmmm." I groaned and stared at him blurry eyed. Even though i couldn't see him properly, there was something about his features that made me feel all... strange.

"Wanna go huntin'?" He asked.

Hunting, it felt as though i haven't held his crossbow in years, but it's only been a few days. "Hmmm."

Even though my eyes was closed, i new he was smiling when he spoke next. "Is that a yes or a no?"

I have been trying to spend as less time with him as possible. But there was something to enticing about his offer that i just couldn't refuse. I don't know if it was the thought of learning his skill, or the thought of him in general. But i sat up and nodded yes.

The ground was wet with dew and air a little crispy from the cold last night. We stayed low to the ground as we ventured deeper into the woods. We walked for good hour, Daryl teaching me more about tracking and signs that i should keep an eye out for. He would get awful close to me to whisper things instead of speaking so that prey wouldn't know were we was. It did weird things to my stomach, to have his lips flutter on my ear, and his hand pressed firmly against my back. Daryl would look back at me with a hard stare every time i made a sound, snapping a trig, stepping on leaves, breathing. He was so serious about this, and it frustrated me. After 20 more minutes I was about to walk away when he held up and hand, telling me to stop. I did, and felt my heart pick up with excitement. He waved me forward and so i listened.

There, in the clearing into a beautiful meadow was a deer. But it wasn't the deer that made me stop, it was how utterly beautiful the scene was. The grass was thick and green, and late dying flowers popped up. I was surprised they was still alive with how the weather was, but i guess they lasted long enough to show me.

The beauty made me stand, not caring about being scene by the deer. Daryl tried to pull me back down, but i moved away and stepped forward. I breathed in the first breath and felt full with the fresh undead air this meadow offered. There was a river not far to the left of the meadow, i heard the fast moving splashes lap on the ground as it hit the bank. The morning light filled the space, not trapped away by tall trees any longer. The deer stared at me, curious at first the cautious. I walked towards it, sure that it would stay. It lowered her head and began sniffing the air as i closed the space between us. I stared into its eyes, and it stared back.

Before i was too close, i heard the bang ring through my ears. I jumped back as the deers blood splattered all over my clothes and face. The ring of the shot echoed in my mind as the deer fell to the ground. I took in a deep breath and tried to clear my head, shocked at what had just happened. I licked my lips and tasted blood, the deers blood. Everything seemed to go hazy suddenly and i spun around, heading straight to wear Daryl now stood at the edge of the meadow. His face was blank, and he pushed a stray strand of hair out of his face while his mouth moved speaking to me, i could hear what he was staying. All i heard was red, all i saw was red.

I slapped him as hard as my tiny arms could across the face. It must have hurt because he raised a hand to stop me from doing it again. I felt anything but anger.

"How could you! How could you do that when i was so close, when i almost touched her. What if you had hit me!?" I was yelling loud, i didn't even think of the Walkers. But who cared, they would have heard that shot by now anyway.

He gripped me tight and put his face right in front of mine, i felt his breath on my face. "It wasn't me Beth." He said.

I was so angry that i thought i might have been turning red, but his words calmed me slowly. I realised that of course it couldn't have been him, he didn't have a gun on him. I calmed down and he let me go. He gave me a quick check over before i told him i was fine. "We need to get outta here." He said quietly and grabbed my arm, dragging me back.

"Not so fast!" A voice called from the other side of the Meadow. We heard the click of his gun and knew that he was ready to shoot if we didn't do as he said. My heart fell and so did Daryl's hand. We turned around. "Weapons down, now!" He yelled. He was an oldish man with greying hair, older than Daryl by a long shot. There was two others, a skinny young boy, nearer my age, he looked more afraid than i felt. And a women, her stamp and facial scars told me she wasn't a women to be messed with. Probably crush me with her pinky finger.

Slowly, Daryl dropped his Crossbow to the floor and i dropped nothing hoping they didn't see the knife in my back pocket. "You too love." The man shouted, waved his gun at me, showing me to listen.

I reached behind and grabbed one knife. It dropped to the floor next to Daryl's crossbow. He gave me a side glance. He knew that i had more than one knife on me. There was a second one, hidden in my boot safe and sound, and most importantly, unseen.

They walked towards us and told us to meet them half way. When we was walking, Daryl said something to low for them to hear. "Stay calm Greene. I trust you." His words gave me confidence in what i new had to be done.

Don't you just love cliff hangers?! This was going to be a long chapter, but i have to go and thought hey, this a good cliffhanger to leave it on! So post it i will. haha

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