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Chapter5: Gemstone

Carol sighed happily when she felt Daryl warm arm wrap around her waist, pulling her back closer to his chest. Daryl moved his hand over her stomach and massaged small circles, he didn't want this to end, and he wanted to hold her like this for forever in this cold barn but they both knew that that would never happen. They will never be safe; they will never have a home.

"Carol?" Daryl swallowed hard, unsure if she would move out of this embrace.

Daryl felt her stomach vibrate as she mumbled. He had no Idea how he was going to ask, no idea how she would react. She could pull away and ignore him; he didn't want that, not now that he has finally after years kissed her.

"Yes?" Carol asked again minutes later making Daryl drop out of his thoughts, and then he hugged her tighter like his life depended on it.

"Tell me" Daryl tried to sound not to demanding.

Carol sighed lightly knowing what he wanted her to tell. She tried to ignore that question all day making sure nothing she did or said related to Woodbury. Most of all Carol thought he forgot, forgot that she said she would tell him later. Of course Daryl would remember why wouldn't he? But what Carol couldn't understand is why he needed to know. It won't change the past, won't change what happened. So why was he so desperate?

"Why do you need to know?" Carol looked ahead, concentrating looking at the wood holding up the barn.

"I just do" Daryl whispered, he didn't want to force her into talking about it but every time he looked at a bruise on her body it reminded him of the soldiers, the men. Daryl closed his eyes tight as Carol moved her body to face him, now looking at his chest. Daryl opened his eyes in relief that she was still with him.

"It's like ya checkin' out on me" Daryl hated saying how he felt but these emotions where to much. The sadness of seeing Carol like this. The anger for Woodbury and most of all this weird but strong feeling of losing the one he loves. Daryl hated it, hated these feelings.

"When Rick threw me out, Woodbury found me. They where okay at first but then they found out about me being apart of Rick's group. That's when things started to get hard" Carol breathed in unevenly feeling as Daryl hugged her even tighter. She couldn't look at him but instead watched as his mussels flexed.

"They wanted information out of me, but I refused to talk. So they took me to their small hideout and tied my hands to the bed for days. The Governor said that I would join them, and go to the prison to fight against with them, but again, I refused and that's when he and other men started to get violent" Carol felt her eyes fill with tears at the thought, Woodbury was full of men like Ed.

"Every time they raised a fist, all I could see was Ed and that's when I finally gave up and went to the prison" Carol moved her head up from his chest to see Daryl looking back down at her. His eyes where full of anger and she then decided she has said enough.

"Where ya... um. Ya know?" Daryl whispered. He was so angry that he wanted to go and hunt down every Woodbury man down and killed them there and then. But something was telling him that Carol was holding back.

"Was I raped?" Carol asked the question for him. She knew that was one of the reasons why Daryl really wanted to know.

"Yeah" Daryl said grateful that he didn't have to ask for himself.

"No" Carol watched as Daryl face relived but the anger was still there. "They just touched me a bit" Carol whispered and watched the relief wash away from his face.

"What do ya mean, they touched ya?" Daryl voice sounded angry.

Carol pushed her upper body up with her elbows and as she leaned in to meet his lips, she pulled him towards her and fell back feeling Daryl chest on top of hers. Carol wrapped her arms around the plates of his back, and moaned when Daryl squeezed his hands on her hips. His lips against hers where growing more intense, Carol parted her mouth for his tongue as it made it's way into her mouth, going further, and beginning to explore her. Carol parted and pushed him back with her hands and leaned over, his eyes where wide as he helped her get onto him. She chuckled and moved one hand by the side of his head to steady herself, her other hands wiggled around the back of his neck and massaged it with her fingers, making him groan through there kiss. Carol lightly bit and pulled on his lower lip, it made him feel crazy, he wanted her but right now he was enjoying her take control. Their lips parted to breath, she was about to lean to him again but pulled away making Daryl reach up to her, and pulled her back for them to reunite.

"Ya teasing me, woman" Daryl whispered lightly against her lips. He knew exactly what she was doing and it was working. He wanted her more after every movement he made. Daryl rolled them over, positioning himself over her. He wanted to take control and Carol smiled slightly. Daryl tugged on the bottom of her top and helping her get it off. Carol shivered as he lightly traced her scars from Ed. She moved her hands between them and unbuttoned Daryl pants. She felt the warmness disappear as he stood up and took his clothes off. When he returned to Carol she touched his hot body. Daryl reached up and pulled them deeper into the blankets they found, into a never-ending abyss of pleasure and desire.

She woke up the next morning cuddled against Daryl bare chest, feeling nothing but bliss and satisfaction. The hay was rough and prickly, but she felt lying against his stiff frame and using his arm as a pillow was much more comfortable and preferable. She was surprised that Daryl was not out hunting or doing his usual thing at this time. Carol moved the slightest and Daryl woke up slightly lifting her body with him.

"We slept in, better get goin'" Daryl slowly untangled himself from her and found his clothes half way across the barn. He turned and threw Carol's clothes by the side of her before she got up and into them. She followed Daryl out the barn but stopped instantly when she heard something hit the floor hard. She followed the object's glaze and picked it up.

Gemstone.

It was a green Gemstone.

"You've dropped something" Carol caught up with Daryl and held out the gemstone to him. She wasn't initially sure if it was his or not but she automatically asked anyway. He turned and looked into her hands; he actually got it for her on his run for when he got back to the prison.

"It's for ya "Daryl looked everywhere but her. He didn't know what she would do. He remembered when he came back from Kindergarten when he was a child and gave him mom a drawing he did. She burnt it with her lighter, since then he never gave anybody anything.

"Me?" Carol had never been giving something as beautiful as this. Yeah, maybe it was just a Gemstone but the fact that Daryl thought about her when he got it, lightened her broken heart.

"One of the survivors back at the prison wanted the stone for her husband's grave maker. I thought ya would like it so I picked up some for ya too. Must have forgot about it I guess" Daryl honestly said and then remembering her not being there for him to give it her.

"It's beautiful. Thank you" Carol felt tears overwhelm her as she walked toward Daryl to give him a hug. Daryl accepted the hug resting his head on the top of hers.

"It's nothin'. Don't have to cry about it" Daryl didn't understand why she was crying, all it is, is a Gemstone.

"No one has ever given me something like this" Carol sucked the rest of the tears in and let go of Daryl.

"Never?" Daryl was surprised when she shook her head again. He felt anger rise in his stomach at the thought of no one taking attention towards her, he swore he would make sure she felt loved. They walked towards the truck and made there way to Tennessee.

The Governor sniggered as he watched Daryl and Carol drive away from the barn. He wants them, especially Carol. He wanted to take them back to Woodbury to torture them both.

"Sir, are we not goin' to follow them?" One soldier said agitated that they where getting away.

"Let them run away for a while" The Governor smiled while making a plan in his head.

Oh no. So now we know that Woodbury are after them. Please remember to review your thoughts and what you think will happen next. They also mean a lot!

Marvella.M