Thank you everyone who is enjoying this story! You're reviews and positive feed back is the reason that i continue writing :D Here's the next chapter, sorry, it's a short one :(

I was lying on the ground, staring up at the starry sky. My fingers were digging lightly into the dirt beneath them. Not reason for it, it just took my mind of the worrying thought of the place we was heading too. I wanted to find Maggie, i wanted to know that she was okay, that they all was okay. But i was also scared at what we would find there, what if it isn't what we had expected?

We had been walking the train track most of the day with little breaks. We talked quite a lot, Daryl was surprisingly more sociable than he usually would be. There wasn't many Walkers about today, so we killed few and kept quite. We ventured slightly into the wood to set up a camp to rest for the night, the sun stared to set a little earlier these days, bringing down the cold earlier aswell. I had to wear two jumpers now to keep warm, but even they didn't do much, my body still shook.

I look across as Daryl. He was sharpening his knives and the look of concentration his face was quite memorizing. The way his brow dipped low to his eye, or the way his tongue stuck out the side of his lips a little. He was a handsome man, of course he was. Sometimes just looking at him made me feel all confused. It was dangerous to feel like i did half the time. Lately it has been harder to push these feeling back, harder to ignore them. Especially when he touched me, when he touched me i felt like i was burning.

I wondered if he ever looked at me that way. When he looked at me when i talked, or when he watched me while i was cooking dinner, did thought of me go through his mind like he does mine? Did he think i was beautiful like i find him handsome? I wish some how i could peer into his brain and get the answers i desire.

I sit up. Daryl glanced at me, smiled then went back to work. "Who was you're first girlfriend." I asked and leaned back on my hands.

He side glanced at me, his eyes looking me up an down before looking back to his knives. A soft breeze blew past, sending a shiver down my spine. "Why'd ya ask?"

"Curious." I said and bit a jagged nail. I wanted to distract myself, try and make it so that i didn't look at interested as i was. When really, i was dying to know about his past love life, i didn't really understand why i was as interested as i was though.

He took a deep breath. "Jessie, her name was. We where about 15 when we met."

"I couldn't imagine you in a relationship." I said, hoping he didn't take it as an insult.

"Why?" He put his knife down and gave his full attention to me.

"Just, you know. Giving flowers on valentines day or holding hands while waiting in line for that cinema. Just couldn't imagine you doing that type of thing."

His face was blank, i wasn't sure if offended him or not. "Hmm, well, it didn' last long enough for all tha."

I smiled. "Oh why's that then Dixon, love too hard for you?" I teased, but he didn't smile.

"No... i wanted to get to know er and eventually love er. Just life had different plans."

I inched a little closer to him, my body shaking with the cold. "What happened then?"

He looked down, his face expressionless. "She died. Got hit by a car. We had only been together bout two weeks when it happened. She was in a coma for a long long time... Eventually they turned off the machine."

I wasn't expecting that, and i wasn't entirely sure what to say. Could you imagine that? Going through that at only 15. "I'm sorry i brought it up."

He ignored what i said and carried on talking. "Never really got close to anyone after that, ya know, romantically. All just seemed like to much work to then get hurt." He looked at me, and i saw the sadness in his eyes. I reached out and pulled him close for a hug. He'd never spoken so deeply to me before, he'd never opened up like this to me before. I sighed and leaned into further him, practically sitting on his lap. "S'okay girl, i'm okay." He cooed into my ear, his lips moving against my skin. I squeezed him a little tighter, hoping that some of the pain he's been feeling would run from him into me. I wouldn't mind carrying some of that pain for him, he's worth it.

Secretly i half hugged him for his sake and half for my own. It was just another excuse to touch him and have him touch me.

We stayed like that for a moment, until my bladder got the best of me. I told him I'd be back and he nodded, going to back to sharpen his knives.

I walked a little distance away and did what i had to do. It wasn't until i was heading back that i noticed something wasn't right. I stopped and heard it, voices. I quietened my breathing and waited, listening to see where they was coming from. They was heading towards me, from the left, they couldn't have been that far away. I didn't pay attention to what they was saying, but i knew it was male voices. Fear got the better of me. Humans were just as dangerous as walkers these days and i didn't like the thought of running into a bunch of men out here on my own. I began moving but felt hands grip my hips, pushing me against the nearest tree.

I was about to scream when i felt his lips on my ear. "It's just me, quieten down." Daryl whispered and pushed his body against me, protecting and hiding me from the nearing men.

Sorry, it's only a short one today :( But the next one is going to be a good one, i promise :')

Soooo, do you think they will get seen? What do you think will happen next?

Daryls past love, could that be one of the reasons he's so hostile and can be known to be mean?

Let me know with a review :D

Shunice x