A/N: hey guys chapter 5 now, yay.

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Chapter 5: Fights

Carols POV

Daryl and Carol had just sat in silence the rest of the time they skinned the animals, neither speaking much but both content with the silence. Carol stopped what she was doing and looked at him.

"You want me to help you skin the buck?"

"Nah y'all need ta get a shower."

Daryl paused slightly then finished, a wicked glint in his eyes

"Ya smell real bad"

He smiled over at her and she hit his shoulder playfully.

"I do not!"

She exclaimed, putting on her most convincing 'hurt' expression. Which wasn't very good.

"And thats rich coming from you, all you smell of is sweat and forest."

She continued to stare at him, trying to act angry now but failing miserably, and instead found herself laughing.

"Alright then woman, go take yer shower. I'll see ya when I bring tha meat in, 'kay?"

She nodded at him in response and got up to head towards the door leading into the prison. Just as she began to stand up Daryl grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him and placed a long kiss on her lips. She smiled before standing up properly and walking inside.

Carol felt far more refreshed and renewed after taking a shower, some things never changed. Not even in an apocalypse. She was so content in her own world that she didnt even notice someone was standing outside the bathroom door and she walked straight into them.

"Oh sorry"

She felt arms grab onto the tops of hers to prevent her from falling. When she looked up she saw it was Tyreese who was holding onto her.

"Why I don't mind Carol"

He flirtatiously replied to her, rubbing his hands up and down her arms slightly as he did so. She mentally hurled at the touch before slowly pulling herself out of his grasp.

"Yeah well I do"

She quietly mumbled to herself before walking around him towards her cell. Not looking back at him at all.

"Aw now come one Carol don't be like that"

Tyreese was calling after her, asking her to stop and to just talk to him, but she simply ignored him and walked into her cell, locked the door and pulled the curtain across, right in his face.

Tyreese had been standing ouside her cell for what must have been at least half an hour now. Not once did he stop begging for her to come out and talk to him. No matter how many times she told him she wasn't interested and to just leave her be. Where was Daryl? Thats all Carol could think to herself, he never took this long to skin his catches. She'd been gone for over an hour now. Carol just hoped he'd come soon to get rid of Tyreese.

The man had stopped begging for her to come out, to very graphically describing how sexy she was and what he'd like to do to her. He made a particularly disturbing comment about her chest.

"Piss off! I'm not interested!"

Was the ever friendly reply from Carol, but he didn't listen. She hoped he would be offended by her swearing because she rarely swore. But he just proceeded to describe what he would do to her when they were 'alone'. She physically gagged at the thought of having sex with him. Could he not take a hint that she wasn't interested. Boy was he dumb.

Carol just sat on her bed, knees pulled up to her chest waiting for the only man she wanted to come save her, Daryl.

Daryls POV

Daryl took his time to today, he had finished skinning the buck a good 15 minutes ago but he was in no rush to go back inside, so instead he went and started to hang out some of the meat to dry so it could be turned into to jerky and last longer over winter.

Once that was finished he went inside, got some clean clothes and headed to the shower room to freshen up, for he was covered in blood, both animal and walker. The group didnt exactly have many clothes, all in all they a maximum of 2 tops and 2 bottoms each. Except lil asskicker, Daryl secretly picked up new clothes and toys for her whenever he was out on runs, he loved that child. He'd never admit that to anyone though. They all thought he had turned soft enough as it is.

He was on his way over to the shower block but thought he would check on Carol first, just make sure she was ok. Daryl was always paranoid about her safety. So he turned and headed the opposite direction, heading to her cell now, and thats when he heard it.

Daryl stood against the wall and peered over to see Tyreese standing outside his womans cell, begging her to talk to him. The black man stopped begging her, and Daryl thought it was over. But was he wrong. Very wrong.

The man practically begged Carol to let him stick the wood to her, in the words of his brother Merle. Tyreese then started to describe to Carol how sexy she was, how perky her breasts were and what he'd like to do to her. At this point Daryl snapped completely. He threw his clothes to the ground and stomped over to the man hassling his Carol. Without any thought Daryl grabbed the mans arm, yanked at it so he was looking at him, and then punched the son on a bitch in the jaw. Tyreese stumbled to the ground and Daryl was instantly on top of him, punching the man each time he spoke.

"Thats for hittin' on Carol."

Punch one.

"That's for being a dick."

Punch two.

"Thats cause I don' like ya."

Punch three.

"Thats for not taking a hint that she aint interested."

Punch four.

"Now don't ever speak to her again."

Daryl seethed his final point at Tyreese, feeling slightly better having beaten him the fifth and final punch was thrown and Daryl got up. Tyreese's face was bloody and swollen, Daryl knuckles were hurt and bleeding, but he didn't care about either of those things. All he cared about was making sure Carol was ok. He turned around and started to go over to her cell when he felt something tackle him to the ground.

Daryl was now faced with a clearly pissed of Tyreese (for obvious reasons) sitting ontop of him as he began to punch at him. Daryl was fighting back, punching the man in the face again, Tyreese fought him a lot like Merle used to so he had a good idea of how to defend himself in this situation. But then to Daryl's complete horror the man started to hit on him like his dad used to. And as if that wasnt bad enough Tyreese spoke.

"What makes you think you can hit me! You're no good for her, I'm much better for Carol than some worthless piece of redneck shit like you!"

Tyreese was spitting on Daryl as he spoke, but was oblivious to the fact because he was so angry. The black mans words were so similar to those his dad used to say that Daryl began to have a panick attack.

When he was little and his dad beat him Daryl would just curl in a ball and take all the punches. But sometimes the words his dad said ended up giving him a panick attack and leave him unable to breathe. Well that was what was happening now. Daryl was curling into a ball and struggling to breathe.

Tyreese just continued to swing at him, completely oblivious to the fact that Daryl had begun to relive one of the times his dad beat him, and he forgot the world around him and began to cry out.

"Stop! Please stop dad! I-I didn' mean ta drop yer drink. Dad! Dad im sorry! No, no. No! Not the poker. DAD!"

Daryl screamed out the last part as in his memory his dad stabbed him along the back with a red hot poker iron. The last thing he remembered was someone screaming something before Daryl passed out.

Carol POV

Carol was utterly repulsed at how Tyreese was discribing her. But luckily it didn't last long as she soon heard Daryl come and punch the man. Normally she would stop him, tell him to just leave it alone. However Tyreese clearly needed this to be beaten into him, so she just sat and continued to listen to Daryl punch him a number of times, defending her with each blow. At that fact she smiled a small smile to herself.

When she heard no more punching she presumed he was done, she got up and stood near he door. She could hear Daryl's soft footsteps gliding towards her cell. Carol was about to open it and thank her guardian, but before she could reach it she heard someone get tackled and more punches being thrown.

To her horror they weren't being thrown by Daryl, but by Tyreese. She could hear the man right as rain as he dissed Daryl calling him a 'worthless piece of redneck shit.' Carol felt anger burn inside her and she lunged for the door, ready to murder the man herself when she heard Daryl scream out in pain. Why was he calling Tyreese dad? She was utterly confused. However the shouts didn't stop there.

Daryl began to cry out in fear, begging his dad to stop, even though it wasn't the man who was hitting him. Suddenly the realisation of what was happening occurred to her and it hit Carol like a tonne of bricks.

Carol knew now that Daryl must be reliving one of the abusive attacks from his dad. She knew all to well how realistic they were, the flashbacks had happened to her too after Ed.

She knew she had to stop this, so she ran out of her cell and saw the sight before her and nearly cried. Even through Daryl's screams of pain and begging Tyreese continued to punch him. Carol balled her fists up so much she was surprised her fingers didn't snap off.

"OYE!"

Tyreese stopped what he was doing and looked up at her,

"Carol-"

She instantly cut the man off with her screams,

"Get the fuck off of him before I go over there and rip your fucking balls off and make you eat them you utter bastard!"

Carol was surprised at her use of language, but she was beyond caring at this point. She watched as Tyreese stared at her, completely dumbfounded.

"Did you not hear me you fuck head!"

With those words the man got up and walked away from Daryl who had now stopped begging for his father to stop and lay passed out on the ground. Carol couldn't see him but she could sense that Tyreese was standing in the shadows, well out of the way. Safe move.

Without so much as a second glance she ran over to Daryl. Carol began to inspect his face, it was badly bruised and covered in blood, his nose looked broken but apart from that he was fine. She wouldn't be able to tell if he had a minor concussion intil he woke up, although she doubted he did. Carol didn't even realise the rest of the group had ran into the room as she inspected Daryl until she saw Hershel kneel down on the other side of Daryl and begin to inspect him again.

"What the fuck happened Carol?"

She looked up at Rick before replying.

"That son of a bitch over there,"

She aggresively pointed at Tyreese then continued,

"was trying to convince me to let him fuck me!"

She spat the words out ferociously.

"I told him I wasnt interested but he just wouldn't listen, he stood outside my cell for at least half an hour shouting in sick sexual statements. Then Daryl came and punched him a few times, hoping he would stop after that. When Daryl was finished he began to walk towards my cell when Tyreese tackled him to the ground and started to call him a worthless piece of shit and began to hit him."

Carol tool a deep breath, willing he body to calm down before finishing off,

"whatever he said or done caused Daryl to have a flashback of a time where his dad had beat him, the flashbacks are very real, you forget the world around you and completely relive the moment, all the pain you felt then, you feel again. He was begging who he thought was his dad, but was actually Tyreese, to stop. But of course HE didn't."

Carol hatefully stared at Tyreese before looking back at Rick

"When I came out I, well I'm sure you all heard what happened."

Carol looked down and Daryl and brushed some of his bangs out of his face. When she looked up she watched as Rick got Tyreese in a head lock and kneed him in the stomach before throwing him into one of the unused cells and locking him in it. Good, she thought to herself.

Everyone tried to help with the unconscious Daryl. Hershel had ordered Glenn to go get the medical table so they could wheel him to his cell and make it easier to check him over. Once that was done and it was confirmed that the only serious damage was a broken nose and the possibility of a minor concussion, everyone visibly sighed in relief and began to start normal duties again.

Carol however stayed put in the chair at the side of Daryls bed. She wanted to be there when he woke up. Rick came in with food for her at dinner and Hershel came in every so often to check on his condition. Except for that though, everyone just left Carol alone to sit with him and he thoughts of how she caused this.

It was late at night now and she was tired from worrying about Daryl. It didn't take long for her to fall asleep in the chair then. Her hand still gripping onto Daryl's, so he knew she was there when he woke up.

A/N: So what did y'all think of this chapter? This edit took me awhile because of the links in phrases between some of the POV's which I had to get right. I just re-read this and noticed the worlds biggest fuck up, but its fixed now my pretties.

I also apologise for the amount of swearing from Carol, I know she wouldn't swear much but just imagine its because of Daryl. And also sorry at the O0C-ness of Tyreese, I just need someone to use as a bitch and he fits hehe :D

Also You better appreciate this halter because I sat up till 11pm doing it and I have a social tomorrow which isn't over till 1:30am so yeah XD haha

As always feel free to Review my pretties and I shall see you all in the next chapter ;) peace x