The response I'm getting for this story is great! Thank you people! This chapter I am really unsure on but I am going to post it anyway because this leads up to another up coming story. But I really like the ending of this story!
Chapter4: Deer
After the situation at the stream, Daryl and Carol went to a small town to find some food and medical supplies. Carol watched as Daryl took down some walkers on the way, she knew he was still angry from this morning but Carol knew better then to try and make conversation with him. They went to town to town finding hardly anything to survive on, Carol got worried at how little there was, and Daryl knew they had to get out this empty state. In fact their only conversation Daryl and Carol did have was when they where deciding what state to go to next. After that, they travelled further away, making their new destination Tennessee.
It takes half the day to get onto the interstate and they weren't even half way. Daryl leaned forward looking up to the darkening sky and then back to the never ending road. He glanced over to Carol who looked peaceful and relaxed looking out the window.
"We need to start findin' a place to stay for the night" Daryl mumbled but more to himself.
"What about Tennessee?" Carol asked feeling relived that he was speaking but she somewhat regretted her question.
"We'll get there tomorrow midday" Daryl knew the Governor and his soldiers wouldn't come this far out in such a sort time. They would be okay on the outskirts of the state for the night.
Daryl waited for Carol's reply for a couple of minutes but heard nothing; he glanced towards her to make sure she was still there until his eyes moved to her bleeding stomach. He then remembered they hadn't changed the bandage since yesterday.
"Woman, ya bleedin'" Daryl calmly said and watched as she looked down to her wound and her face formed a frown.
"Oh, it's fine" Carol assured, looking out the window. She didn't want to change the bandage, she was comfortable they way she was. Carol knew if she changed it she would be in pain again. Damn woman thinking of everyone but herself.
"There is some fresh bandages in that bag" Daryl pointed towards Carol's feet where a dark green bag was laying. He would stop to care for Carol but they really needed to keep going before the sun disappears. Carol rolled her eyes picking up the bag.
They drove for another two hours. Two hours Daryl had of Carol wiggling in her seat to get comfortable. The new bandage hurt, she felt bloated like she was going through puberty all over again.
"Would ya keep still, woman!" Daryl finally had enough; it was hard concentrating on the road while Carol was trying to get her sexy body comfortable.
Sexy. Where the hell did that come from?
Daryl glanced at Carol feeling his erection try to push through his pants. He shook his head pushing out all those thoughts and quickly put his hand in his lap so Carol wouldn't notice.
"You made me change the bandage when the other one was just fine" Carol spat back holding onto her wound to produce more pressure.
"Have some pain killers" Daryl said remembering the pain in his stomach when he fell and his arrow went straight through him. Carol looked at him; the way he told her to take some pain killers reminded her of the enemy poisoning the princess in the Disney films.
"What?" Daryl asked looking at her looking at him. He frowned a little looking at how battered her body was and then quickly followed up by anger. Daryl sighed letting it all out; he didn't want to take it out on her. He had to stop thinking of what Woodbury did to her.
"Are you trying to drug me or something?" Carol joked letting out a smile.
"Now that's an idea" Daryl smiled for the first time in a long time, Carol loved that smile. It was a smile that was rare but a smile that was worth the fight.
"Oi" Carol nudged his arm shyly. Daryl smiled again loving when her shyness comes out but also loving the feel of her arm touching his for that small moment.
After a couple of minutes Daryl and Carol's eyes fixed on the road sign they passed. They knew then where close to the interstate but they also knew it would be dangerous to make there way to Tennessee at night.
"Maybe we could find a small house on the outskirts" Carol said looking out the window but she felt the truck stop moments later. She turned her head to ask Daryl why they stopped but her eyes passed him and to a small barn. She smiled and assumed they where staying in the barn for the night.
She followed Daryl flow and jumped out the other side of the truck. She closed the door behind her and everything turned black then she heard a small scream. Her eyes opened to find herself on the wet and cold winter floor; she turned her head to find her arms on a walker's chest. She instantly looked for her knife until she remembered she left it in the truck. Carol flinched when she heard the whistling of an arrow fly into the walkers head making its body fall effortlessly onto her own body.
"What the fuck! Ya need to check before ya walk out into the damn open, woman!" Daryl pulled the walker off Carol and knelt down to her level.
"Are ya bit?" Daryl asked quickly checking her body for scars. Carol shook her head and swallowed hard, she felt tears whelm up in her eyes.
"Stop damn worryin' me woman" Daryl whispered and knelt up and held out a hand for Carol to stand up. Carol panicked. Did he not want to be here with her? Of course he didn't, why would someone like Daryl Dixon want a small burden tagging alone with him?
"He is bored of saving you're ass all the time. He'll jump at the first chance he gets of getting you off his back" Ed's voice came to the back of her head again.
"I'll leave if you want me to" Carol felt anger build up in her at his words. Carol would rather Daryl tell her that he does not want her round then for Carol to just outcome her welcome with him.
"What!" Daryl asked confused after picking up his crossbow. Daryl felt his heart drop at the words Carol said but he more felt worry, worry that she would leave.
"I bet you want me off your back. I bet you wished you never saved me back at the prison" Carol voice was uneven from the throbs in her throat. Carol has been questioning herself for the whole day wondering why he would even consider saving her life at the prison.
"What! No, Carol. I never meant it like that" Daryl honestly said, he knew she was upset with everything going on at the minute.
"Then what? What did you mean?" Carol opened the truck door and picked up her knife from the dashboard.
"I'm a burden, I get it. I can't do anything except cook or clean" Carol looked away not letting him answer her question. "I don't want to get in your way" She continued. It was true, she didn't want to get in his way, and she didn't want him risking his life.
"Carol..." Daryl took a step closer. He understood what it was like to be put down, to have someone in the back of your mind telling you otherwise.
"No, no. Just leave me alone for a minute" Carol didn't want to take it out on him, somehow she knew she took his words the wrong way but she was just so worked up at everything she needed to take her anger out on someone like Daryl did this morning. Daryl looked at her for a moment until he turned his back.
She watched as Daryl walked slowly passed the truck and towards the barn. He glanced back making sure she was till there, that's when she rolled her eyes and followed his steps. Daryl quietly opened the door aiming his Crossbow at any possible attack; he walked in scanning every corner to find no walkers. He sighed and turned around to find Carol closing and locking the barn door and putting bags onto some hay. He wanted to comfort her, even if he was still confused on what he said wrong. He picked up his clean clothes and turned his back to Carol to change his dirty top into a fresh one. When he finished he turned around to Carol's bare back facing him. Daryl couldn't help but notice all the bruises and old scars covering her back. He looked away before Carol put on her new top and turned. Carol sighed and slowly sat on the blanket that she laded out on the hay, she pulled her bag closer and rummaged through it not really knowing what she was looking for. Daryl looked up at the high only window in the barn and was surprised at how dark it was, too late for hunting that was for sure. He sat down opposite to Carol but on the same blanket and pulled out his bows from the bag to clean and repair.
"Would you like this?" Carol asked holding out a granola bar, she assumed he must be hungry.
Daryl slightly nodded thanking her, he took the bar out her hands feeling the tips of her fingers slightly brush against his, making him shiver a little down his spine. Daryl started to rip open the bar until he looked up to see Carol thinking deeply.
"Are ya havin' anythin' to eat?" Daryl asked watching as she snapped out her thoughts to look at him.
"Um" Before Carol could answer, Daryl snapped half the bar taking it out the packet and giving her the biggest bit.
Carol smiled slightly as she started to nibble on it, Daryl had to look away eating the rest, he couldn't take looking at her lips any longer. He always wanted to know what they felt like.
"Daryl?" Carol whipped her hands clean on her pants. She needed to apologise, she hated arguing with Daryl because she always regretted it afterwards.
"Yeah?"
"There was just too much going on at once. I panicked" Carol watched as Daryl head swung up to look at her. Daryl wanted to know, he wanted to know what they did to her at Woodbury. He waited all day for her to come out and tell him what happened in her own time, and now she was.
"The walker, I wasn't expecting it and it didn't help with you stamping your feet with that Crossbow" Carol chuckled quickly and then her lips went straight again. "I'm sorry" Carol whispered looking down to her hands in her lap.
Daryl grunted realising she was talking about what happened earlier and not what he actually wanted to know.
"It's nothin'" Daryl didn't blame the woman. Daryl looked back down fiddling with his arrows and then chuckled at Carol's words back tracking in his head.
"Stamping your feet with that Crossbow" Daryl repeated smiling lightly.
"What do you think is the last thought in the head of a deer before you shoot him?" Carol asked completely surprised she even wanted to know. But the question keeps popping into her head when ever she ate or thought about deer's, she was always meant to ask him but she never got the chance. Daryl looked up to her lowering her eyebrows at the peculiar question.
"Is it "Are you one the one that killed my brother?"" Carol said feeling nerves overwhelm her because all this talk about deer's was something she never thought she would be discussing. Daryl chuckled at moved to sit beside her, feeling their shoulders just about touching.
"Deer's aren't capable of that kind of thinkin'. All they care about is 'What am I goin' to eat next, who am I goin' to screw next, and can I run fast enough to get away. They are very much like the French'"
Daryl smiled as Carol tried to suppress her giggling, but ended up bursting into a loud laughter. Daryl felt tingles in his body from the sound of her laugh.
"Shh" Daryl chuckled turning his body to face her, he grabbed onto her wrists watching as her laugh died down.
Carol was surprised at how close there faces where. Was he going to kiss her? It was like his eyes where burning a hole into her own. The barn was silent but you could hear there steady breathing. Daryl pulled Carol to him and lowered his lips to hers slowly. She closed her eyes as their lips touched and clutched desperately with her hands on his top, never wanting this moment to end. Daryl pulled away ever so slightly.
"Are ya sure about this?" Daryl asked. He wanted her, god he has wanted her for years but he wanted Carol to be sure. Carol smiled against his lips and mumbled "Yes"
Daryl hands pull Carol body closer, as close as physically possible. Carol gaze moved from his eyes to his lips and once more his soft lips were against hers again. Carol ran her hands through his hair, it was wonderful, perfect. Carol parted her lips and Daryl slipped a tongue in her mouth and massaged it with his. He felt the vibration of her moan escape. Carol felt the tingle of his hand move under her top; he slowly moved his hand up to her breast until her body flinch.
"Shit" Daryl moved his hands away and placed them on his lap not wanting to hurt her any longer.
"It's okay. Just the bruises" Carol smiled still feeling the spark in her stomach. But Daryl was still not convinced; he then moved his hands carefully on the sides of her stomach.
"I don't wanna hurt ya" Daryl honestly admitted. Daryl moved them both further down the blanket, so they where lying on there side. Carol turned feeling her back press on his chest. Carol felt like she was back in school.
Daryl Dixon just kissed her.
Whoo! Some Carly! Hope more to come. Please reveiw though because I am really unsure on the part where they kiss :/