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Chapter 10

Everyone woke early again the next morning. It was decided that Carol would stay with Maggie by the truck, all the while Daryl and Glenn would locate and transport Herschel's body back to it.

They left the car behind and only took the truck to go to the prison. It was a double cab so they could all fit (barely) four people. They slowly drove towards the prison. They were hidden mostly by the tank and vehicles. Michonne had told Daryl that Herschel's head was near his body.

They looked around and saw there was about thirty walkers slowly moving around the yard. When the group moved, they would have to move quickly. They had created somewhat of a body transport with blanks and sheets. That way it would be hidden from Maggie's eyes. Daryl and Glenn put gloves on because they knew that his body would be badly decomposed.

Carol was driving, so she slowly backed the truck up towards the area in front of the prison, where Herschel's body was located. The walkers hadn't noticed them yet. So, Carol slowly hit the brake then came to a stop. Then she got out to help Maggie cover the guys backs. Carol left the truck running.

Two walkers came from the side, but were dispatched by the guys silently. Carol and Maggie waited patiently, as the guys grabbed the covers, and disappeared around the side of the vehicle and tank. A few minutes later, they came carrying what was obviously Herschel's body between them. They hurriedly approoached them. Behind them was a trail of moaning walkers scuffled along.

"Hurry! Get in the truck..." Daryl yelled...other walkers turned noticing them now. Daryl and Glenn jumped in the back of the truck after gently placing Herschel's remains down. Maggie was teary eyed, and climbed into the back. They would be mobbed in the matter of moments. As soon as they were safe, Carol hit the gas ,and took off leaving the walkers behind.

As they drove away from the prison, Carol started honking the horn, and trying to get the walkers attention to draw them away from the south side of the prison. That was where Daryl's motorcycle was located, and they were going to be headed in a little bit. When they got far enough away, Carol stopped and they secured the body into the back. Daryl, Glenn and Maggie all looked upset and were quiet.

Once they were ready, they drove to the other side of the prison. They only saw five walkers to take care, it had to have been because of the noise they had made purposely when they had left the front of the prison. Carol and Maggie got out and took out the walkers one by one...While Daryl ran over with Glenn, they hoisted up their motorcycle. Daryl jumped on it and tried to start it. It took him about five minutes, but he got the motorcycle going. When it reeved to life...Daryl felt his heart skip a beat. The engine soothed something in his soul.

Hurriedly, Glenn dropped the ramps down and Daryl pushed the bike up onto the truck. Strapping it down. Glenn and Daryl stayed in the back while the girls were in the cab. Daryl hit the top of the roof, and Carol took off away from the prison. No one looked back.

...

As they drove back to the other car, Carol could see the pain in Maggie's eyes. Impulsively, she reached out and took Maggie's hand. Neither woman said anything, but Maggie gave Carol's hand a little squeeze in acceptance. When they arrived back to the car. Daryl and Glenn spoke quietly together, and then they each went to a different vehicle.

Daryl went to the truck where Carol stood waiting, and Glenn went to the car with Maggie.

"Gonna give them a half hour head start. Glenn thinks it'll be good to get there before us. Prepare Beth and the others." Daryl told her.

"Sounds like a good idea." Carol told him. Losing Herschel had been hard on everyone, but Carol knew that Daryl blamed himself. He'd told her that Carl had wanted to shoot at the Governor, but Daryl had held him back. Daryl wondered if he'd listened to the kid...would Herschel still be alive?

Daryl stood close to her. She could feel the heat off his arm penetrating her long sleeve shirt.

They stood there for a few moments, and watched Glenn and Maggie drive off.

Daryl looked over at Carol. Her face still turned towards the road that Maggie and Glenn went down.

"Ya' did really well in there." Daryl told her. He gave her a small smile.

"Thanks." Carol told him. Out of habit, she bumped his arm affectionately.

"I used to worry about cha'...always will, but you've come a long way." Daryl told her.

Carol looked over and smiled at him.

"Barely need my sorry ass anymore." Daryl told her, not looking at her. The half-smile faded from his lips. Something in his tone told her he wasn't making a joke.

Carol looked up at him. She got the feeling that he wanted her to need him.

"Daryl." Carol whispered his name. Daryl looked up at her. His eyes were dark, emotion circled in them. Carol didn't know where the words came from...she'd been so angry and frustrated with him.

"I'm always going to need you." Carol told him with a small smile. Her hand caressing his scruffy cheek.

Daryl looked at her. She could feel the intense energy coming off his body in waves. His jaw tightened, and she could see that his breathing had sped up. Carol suddenly got the feeling she was looking into the eyes of the hunter and she suddenly felt like Daryl's prey.

Before Carol knew what was happening...Daryl reached out and had pulled her body to him hard. Daryl's lips fell to hers in an instant.

Carol stood there shocked for a moment. His hands were gently placed on her neck urging her mouth closer. While she still had her hands out to her side...unsure of what to do with them. Then she felt the heat of Daryl's tongue as it glided over her lips asking permission for entrance. Suddenly, all her emotions and pent-up feelings slammed into her body at once. She opened her mouth to him, and Daryl kissed her with so much passion it took her breath away.

Carol put her hands on his waist and he leaned into her. Carol whimpered as his tongue gently probed more deeply into her mouth. Daryl growled in the back of his throat. This is what they had both been waiting for...raw passion overcame them. Intense feelings and passions for one another erupting as their body's touched. Daryl spun Carol and pressed her body against the front of the truck. Carol reached up and ran her hands up and over his tight shoulder muscles. She felt his fingers grazing the skin of her back under her shirt. She felt like her body's wants had been locked away. Like it had waited for so long to be freed and only Daryl Dixon had the key. That small piece of skin he was caressing with his fingers sent a sensation of electric fire throughout her body.

She held onto him desperately. Daryl reached down and grabbed her thigh roughly pulling it up and into his groin. Carol ground her center into his hard on. Daryl pushed his hand up until his touched her breast. A low rumble in his chest grew louder. Carol felt as if she was with the primal Daryl, the Daryl that had been at the quarry. The Daryl that wanted what he wanted and was willing to do what he needed to get it. She liked this Daryl. This Daryl was the one who didn't hide his feelings. When he was mad, he was mad. When he wanted someone, he'd let them know. Carol knew. Carol knew that right then...Daryl wanted her. She could feel it in his kiss, touch and hard on rubbing against her clit and center. And she wanted to be taken. An image of him yanking down her pants, bending her over the truck came into her mind.

Then she remembered...everything...Beth, Rick...why they were there. Carol began to pull back from Daryl. It was the hardest thing she had ever done. The attraction and intensity were that strong.

"Wait...we have to stop." Carol told him. It took a second for Daryl to comprehend what she was saying. He was so into her taste and feel, and god she was responding to every movement he made. Her little moans and desperate grasps on his body showed her desire for him. Daryl revelled in knowing she wanted him.

"Stop?" He finally said pulling his mouth from hers.

"Yes...I...I..." Carol began...

"Why?" Daryl asked truly curious.

"I just...I just think we need to figure some things out first." Carol told him. She was still working through the Rick thing and Beth thing. They'd talked about it...more like he had talked to her about it, but she hadn't had time to tell her how it all made her feel.

"Is it THAT guy?" Daryl asked her. His eyes hardening.

"What guy?" Carol asked defensively. Daryl's look making her withdraw.

"The one you've been fucking." Daryl told her angrily. Not angry that he'd had to stop, but angry that HE was the reason Carol wanted to.

"How do you know about..." Carol began to ask. A look of confusion on her face.

"I saw you that night." Daryl told her. He felt her arms slide down his arms and off his body.

"You saw me with HIM?" Carol said shocked. So, many thoughts ran through her head. Confusion, shame, embarrassment...and finally anger.

"Is that why you're doing this NOW...finally?" Carol asked him.

"No...yes..." Daryl began. Having trouble finding the words...

"You just don't want to lose good ole' reliabe Carol?" Carol said her voice raising.

"NO!" Daryl told her. She pulled away from him and took a step back.

"Daryl...I don't even know what to think now." Carol told him still in shock that he'd watched her have sex with another man.

"Carol..." Daryl started, but stopped. Carol walked to the side of the truck, opened the door and got in.

Daryl sighed in frustration, but grabbing the keys, he jumped in the driver's side, and started the truck.

The drive back to Terminus was done in silence. Both in shock and both not knowing what to say.

To be continued...