As we all got home, Hershel and Jordan came crutching out. "She's asleep", Hershel said. Rick gave him a thankful nod. "Holy Shit!" Jordan said. "I know", I said. "Oh my God! It looked like you robbed a Wal-Mart", Jordan said.

Daryl came up behind me and grabbed my waist. He kissed me and started to unload the truck. "Just put everything in the kitchen. I have to take inventory!" I commanded. "Yes ma'am", they all said. I giggled.

Once everything was in the kitchen, Carol, Beth, and I started inventory. "Holy Crap! We got a lot of stuff!" Beth said.

"Yea, we do", Carol said. I smiled.

Once it was done, we three made so cabs of spaghettios for lunch. Beth called everything in the dining room. "Haven't had these in along time", Carl said.

"Yea, me either", I said. He smiled and Daryl looked at me.

After lunch was done, Carl and Jordan were on clean up duty. I walked upstairs to take a nap. To my amazement, Daryl was in bed, too. I nuzzled up next to him and fell asleep to his heart beat.
-

We woke up around five, to pounding on the door. "Wake up!" A voice screamed. Daryl and i looked at each other and sprung into action.

I unlocked the door. It was Jordan. "I've been bangin' on the door for for a half an hour. "What's wrong?!" I said concerned.

"Nothing! It's dinner time", she said. "That's all you had to yell about?!" I said. "Yep! Now come downstairs", she said. I looked at Daryl and he shook his head.

We walked downstairs and everyone was already sitting at the table, eating Ramen Noodles.

"Well, there's the two sleeping beauties", Maggie said. We laughed.

After dinner, Beth and I cleaned up. "I think Carl likes you", I said. "No he doesn't", she said modestly. "Yes, he does. The vibe I get when you guys store at each other at the dinner table, says it all", I said. And right on cue Carl came in asking Beth for a word. I motioned for to go.

After I was done, I went upstairs and got into the shower. I was surprised Daryl didn't get in. After I was done, I went into my closet and Daryl shove the same black box, I saw earlier, in his pocket. "Hi", I murmured.

"Hey", he said back. "Are you okay? You seem distracted", I said. "I'm fine... Just got stuff on my mind", he said.

"You know you can talk to me, right?" I said. He nodded and I got dressed. I put on my Captain America pajama pants and a white tank top. Then I snuggled right up next to Daryl and feel asleep for the night.
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I woke up to Daryl's hotness... He's extremely hot... Like burning up. I shook him. "Baby, wake up!" I yelled. "What?" He said. "Your burning up, are you okay?" I said touching his forehead. He nodded. "It's just really hot in here. How are you not sweating?" He said.

I sprung up and ran to the thermostat. It said 95 degrees! Holy Shit!', I thought. I went into the garage where the generators were. They weren't running. "Great!" I said throwing my hands up.

I walked around to find a gas can. There was a blue one in the corner and to my amazement it was full. I put it in the generators and walked back inside.

Everyone was being loud and complaining. "Alright, lets everyone calm down", I said. Everyone continued talking.

This time I yelled, "HEY! SHUT UP!" Everyone stopped and looked at me shocked. "There, that's better. Listen, the generators just ran out of gas. I put more in them and the air should be back in in a couple of minutes", I continued.

"Ok", the all said. Then I went upstairs and got in the shower with Daryl.

We got out and got dressed. I put on the same clothes that I wore the day my dad died. I sat down on the stool in my closet. Daryl came in and gently grabbed my wrists and caressed my head. "What's wrong?" He said.

"Nothing, it's pointless and silly", I said. "Tell me... Seriously... Nothing you say is pointless.", he said. "Ok... These are the clothes I killed my father in", I said. "And that's bad because...", He said. I shrugged. "Taylor, he hurt you for 15 years... Do not feel anything for him. Now come downstairs and get some food", he grabbed .h hand and pulled me into the dining room.

The smell is of bacon and eggs. "I hope you don't mind, but Beth and I went to the farm and got some eggs", Maggie said. "It's okay... What's mine is yours", I said. "Everyone breakfast is ready", Beth said.

Everyone marched into the dining room. There were high plates of bacon and eggs. Every kind of egg you wanted from scrabbled to over medium, to sunny side up, to omelets. We all ate our breakfast. Everything was great!