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~ Chapter 15 ~

"FRANK!" Violet screamed, and she ran towards him as fast as she could. She jumped into his arms, burying her face into his neck. He wrapped his arms around her, and held her tight. She could feel her tears welling up in her eyes, and a sob escaped her lips.

The pounding sounds of heavy footsteps could be heard, and within seconds everyone was in the lobby, Violet's screaming having woke them up.

"What going on?" Rick demanded, and Frank put Violet down. She turned around and wiped her tears away.

"This is Frank, my uncle," Violet beamed from ear to ear.

"Oh!" Beth pushed past everyone, and she held out her hand to him. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you," Frank smiled back at the young girl, and shook her hand.

Violet quickly glanced at Daryl who was standing at the end of the staircase on the left. He had his crossbow on his back, and his arms crossed over his chest. He looked her in the eyes, and nodded his head, flashing her a small smile.

Rick made his way over, and he shook Frank's hand.

"I'm Rick," He greeted.

"He's our leader," Violet added.

"Let me guess, does she listen to every single word you say," Frank grinned sarcastically and Violet rolled her eyes, and Rick laughed.

"What are you doing here?" Violet asked. "How did you end up here?"

"Well, after I gracefully ran into you a few days ago. I managed to outrun those men, and I started to look for you, and there's a dude sat on the porch who's fast asleep. So, I decided to come inside and check if you were here, as I recognized the bike out front. I remembered seeing it at the gas station."

"Oh," Violet whispered. "Frank-"

"Now, I know your safe, and with a group. I need to ask you something important. I need your help, and everyone else's if your willing too?" He scanned the small group, and they all stared back at him.

"What is it?" Rick asked.

"Violet," He grabbed her hand, and she looked down at it.

"What?"

"Don't freak out," He said, and immediately made Violet want to freak out. "But, Oscar was kidnapped."

"HE WAS WHAT!?" Violet shrieked and she pulled her hand away from his. She reached up and buried her fingers in her hair.

"Violet! Hey, listen to me!" Frank reached out and pulled her hands from her hair, and grabbed her wrists. "I know where he is. I need help to get him though, there's too many men for me to take on my own. That's why I need your help."

Violet whimpered, and she looked up at Frank. He brought her back into his arms, and hugged her tight. He kissed the side of her head, and his eyes fell on Rick's.

Rick looked back at everyone, and they all began to nod their heads. His eyes went to Daryl's, and he gave him a firm nod.

"Okay, we'll help," Rick said, and Violet ran out of Frank's arms and into Rick's. He smiled and patted her back.

"Thank you," She whispered, and she pulled away, returning to Frank.

"I need you to tell me what happened," Rick said, and Frank glanced at Violet, then back at Rick.

"After, the world went to shit. Florida was taken over by all the biters, and I took Oscar away. I had no idea where you were. The last I heard you were heading to Atlanta, I never knew if you'd made it or not, but we started heading to Georgia. Oscar wouldn't stop crying, he missed you so much. When we reached Georgia, we ran into some bad people. They set fire to the cabin we were staying in, and Oscar suffered from some burns, but he's okay now. We carried on traveling around, then we were staying in this house. I swear I took my eyes off him for a second, and when I turned back around he was gone. The door was open, and I ran out, saw the truck speeding away. I lost sight of them when I came to a crossroad. I managed to track them down. They're holding up in a warehouse not too far from here, I saw that there was quite a lot of them, and I knew I'd be useless on my own. They caught me on the outskirts of the fence, and chased after me, that's when I ran into you..."

"Okay," Rick rested his hands on his hips, then scratched his chin. Violet wiped away her endless supply of tears. She was happy that Frank was here, but she just wanted to run to Daryl. If she did, she wasn't sure how Frank was going to react. She glanced at Daryl, whose eyes were set firmly on her. She flashed him a smile.

"These men, do you think they'd hurt him?" Maggie asked.

"I'm not sure," Frank replied, and Violet's breathing hitched in the back of her throat. She rested her hand on her chest, and it fell into an irregular rhythm. She leaned forward, and placed her hand on her knees, heaving for air. "Violet?"

"I think she's having a panic attack," Hershel spoke up, and he made his way over. He grabbed her arm, and walked her over to the couch. "Sweetheart, in through the nose and out through the mouth."

Daryl put his crossbow down on the coffee table, and he crouched down next to Hershel. Violet reached out and grabbed his arm, her fingers curling around his forearm. She clamped her eyes shut, and her chest heaved for more air.

"C'mon girl, you can do it," Daryl whispered, and he reached out, placing his hand on her shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze.

Frank watched on, and his eyes narrowed at the archer. He watched how Violet began to relax, and calm down from the archer's words. A sob came from her lips, and everyone gathered around her.

"It's okay," Beth leaned over the back of the couch, and wrapped her arms around her shoulders. "We'll get him back."

"Can you show me where this warehouse is?" Rick asked, and he looked back at Frank.

"Yeah, I can show you," He replied, his eyes still focusing on Daryl.

"I'm going to go with him, and when I get back, we'll think of a plan," Rick explained, and everyone nodded their heads.

"I'll come with you," Glenn said.

"No, what I need you to do is go wake T-Dog up from his nap on the porch," Rick smirked, and Glenn laughed, leaving the motel.

Hershel moved to sit next to Violet, and Frank took his place. He glared at Daryl, and brushed his hand from her shoulder. Daryl narrowed his eyes at him, and he gritted his teeth.

"I'll be back, then we'll get Oscar," He cupped the side of her face, and she nodded, hugging him quickly. He pulled away, then he looked at Daryl. Both of them entered a staring match, and Daryl growled at him.

"Stop," Violet whispered, and she placed her hand on Frank's shoulder. "Go with Rick, the quicker you show him, the quicker we can get Oscar back."

"Okay," He kissed her cheek, and got to his feet, throwing one last look at Daryl. Violet watched him leave with Rick, and everyone went off to do other things, and prepare for going to the warehouse.

Violet looked back at Daryl. His eyes looked to be seething in anger, and Violet placed her hand on the side of his face. He looked into her eyes. She smiled back at him, then kissed him gently on the lips.

"I don't think your uncle likes me," He muttered against her lips, and he gradually pushed her down into the couch, and he towered over her, kissing her more passionately.

"He'll come round," She pulled away for a second, then kissed him again. He pushed her further into the couch, and he squeezed her thigh. Daryl kissed his way along her jawline, then made his way to her neck. He inhaled her scent, and sucked on the skin there.

"Oh!" Both of them pulled away to see Beth there. "I was just comin' to see if you were okay. I guess your fine," She smirked, then she skipped away and back into the kitchen. Violet laughed, and she felt her face heat up.

"Can't get any damn privacy anywhere," He growled, and she sat up, He moved to sit next to her, and she rested her head against the back of the couch. "You gonna' stay here?"

"Yeah, I wanna' wait for them to come back," She whispered.

"Okay, I'm gonna' go and help everyone get ready."

...

Violet grabbed Daryl's hand. Her whole body was shaking. She was terrified.

They were standing in the woods, at the tree line, looking at the warehouse. Violet and Daryl both ignored the harsh gaze of Frank. Violet kept a firm grip on her knife, and she looked back at Beth who seemed to be jittery. Rick stepped up behind her, and Beth flashed him a smile.

"Okay," Rick said in a hushed tone. "Hopefully there should only be a few people walking around since its night. Glenn and Maggie, you are going to go off to the left, and cut through the fence. I saw a side door, so head through there."

"Alright," Glenn said, and he grabbed Maggie's hand, then left.

"T-Dog and Carol you head off to the right and there should be another door there, be safe," Rick nodded at them and the pair left.

Hershel, Lori and Carl were back at the motel keeping the building safe for their return. Beth had managed to persuade Hershel to let her go, but only if she stayed with Rick. Violet saw the look in Beth's eyes, but she nodded her head, and agreed.

"Okay, we've got the great job of waltzing right up to the front door," Rick muttered, rubbing the back of his neck. It was Violet, Daryl, Rick, Beth and Frank. "There's a truck out front, we're going to cut the fence, then run there, hide behind it, and check around. After that we'll make our way to the door."

They all nodded, and Rick pulled his gun out from his holster. Frank looked at Violet, and she flashed him a smile, then he kissed the side of her head.

"We'll get him back," He whispered.

"I know," She replied.

They walked up to the fence, and Daryl pulled the wire cutters from his back pocket. He began to split the pieces of wire until there was a big enough gap for a human to fit through. Rick went through first, and he reached out and helped Beth through. Frank went through next.

"C'mon," Frank said to Violet, and she went to go through, but Daryl stepped in front of her and went through. He pulled open the gap, and reached out his hand to help her through. Frank glared daggers at Daryl, and Violet cringed at the look on his face.

They all quickly ran over to the truck, and Daryl loaded up his crossbow ready. Rick looked around the truck, his gun ready in front of him. Beth was behind him, a knife in her hand, and a gun in her belt. Violet had gone to be near Frank, but Daryl had put her firmly in front of him, when they'd crouched down behind the truck, leaving Frank at the end, and to glare daggers at the back of his head.

"Let's go," Rick ordered, and he was the first to come out from behind the truck, and everyone followed behind him.

They came to the big red metal door. Daryl came up next to Rick, and they both slid it along for it to open. They were met by darkness, and Violet felt a shiver run up her spine. Frank reached out, and pulled her firmly into his side. Okay, this is getting ridiculous.

One by one they made their way inside. Frank was at the back, then Violet, followed by Beth, whilst Rick and Daryl took the lead. Daryl glanced back at Violet, and she nodded her head.

There was barely any light, but there was a single light bulb that flickered on and off. Violet could see Beth was shaking, and she reached out and grabbed her hand. They both carried on down the corridor hand in hand.

They turned right, and they were met by never ending darkness. Violet was terrified, this place rocked her body to the core. There was something wrong about this place. She looked at Beth who was looking scared too.

"Well, well, well," All of them froze, and turned around to see a dark figure standing behind them. Rick walked up, with Daryl behind them, and everyone had their weapons ready. "What the hell are you doing here?"

He had blond hair, and stubble along his jawline. He had a scar from the edge of his right eye, down to the corner of his mouth. He tilted his head to the side.

"You the archer...I recognize them arrows. Looks exactly like the one you used to shoot one of my men through the throat," His voice was hoarse, and his eyes seemed to stare deep in Violet's soul. Daryl looked back at Violet, and he saw her eyes were wide.

"You have one of our people," Rick spoke up.

"I don't believe I do," He shook his head in a mocking manner.

"You have my nephew!" Frank snapped, and Rick held out his arm to stop him getting any closer.

"Oh...little Oscar...Hm, I remember him," He chuckled.

"What do you mean, you remember HIM!" Violet yelled and she went to run towards him, but Daryl pushed her behind him.

"Sweetheart, you look just like him," His eyes seemed to enchant Violet into a trance, and she couldn't look away from him. "I'm going to give you a chance to leave."

"We ain't leavin' here without 'im," Daryl growled and he chuckled.

"Fine."

Violet felt someone grab the back of her top. Her knife fell from her hand, and her back collided with someone's chest. She heard the click of the gun, and the barrel of the gun was pressed underneath her chin.

They all turned around, and Violet stared at Daryl. He raised his crossbow, and she could hear the man breathing heavily into her ear. Suddenly, another man came out the darkness, and grabbed a hold of Beth and did the same to her. More men came out from behind them, guns raised. Men came out from the darkness on their other side, guns raised.

They were trapped.

"Now, archer lower the fuckin' crossbow," He said, and Daryl glanced at Violet, who nodded her head. He slowly lowered it, and the man's arm tightened around Violet's waist making her wince. "Violetta."

"How do you know my name?" Violet asked, and it only made his smile grow wider.

"Rufus has told us all about you!" Violet's eyes widened. She began kicking and screaming. The man picked her off the ground, and began to carry her away, then the man holding Beth did the same.

"NO!" She shrieked. "LET ME GO!" Frank saw red, and he went to run towards her, but two of the men grabbed him, and pinned him against the wall.

"NO! LET HER GO!" Frank's voice boomed, knowing exactly why that name made Violet react that why.

"PLEASE! NO!" Violet screeched from around the corner, where the man continued to carry her down it, not even being fazed by her kicking and thrashing.

Daryl reacted quickly, and he fired an arrow and it went into one of the men holding Frank. Rick fired his gun at the two men standing behind him, and the wicked man just grinned as he watched the men around him die. Daryl took down the last man holding onto Frank, and he went to help him up, but Frank took off.

Daryl loaded up another arrow, and followed after him. Rick stared at the man, and he tilted his head to the side.

"Go on, go after them. Or you could kill me? I'm not the one you should be fearing," Rick raised his gun, and he fired a single shot. The man's body fell to the floor, and Rick slowly lowered his gun. He turned on his heel, and followed after the rest.

Frank saw the men throw Violet and Beth into a room. He slammed the door shut, and he heard it lock. Frank tackled the one by the door to the ground, and Daryl shot the other one in the head with an arrow. Frank fired his gun, and the man's body went weak underneath his.

Daryl yanked on the doorknob, but it wouldn't budge. "VIOLET!" Daryl banged on the door.

"BETH!" Rick began to bang on the door too, and he tried to pull the door open. Daryl glanced over at Frank who was staring blankly at the door.

"Who the fuck is Rufus!?" Daryl demanded.

"He...He killed her sister," Frank whispered, his voice hoarse. Rick and Daryl stopped messing with door, and turned to look at him.

"Sister?" Rick and Daryl both said at the same time.

"She had an older sister. A man called Rufus raped her, then murdered her, and left her in an alleyway," Frank explained, tears welling in his eyes. "Somehow he got out of prison, and he began to harass Violet, he wouldn't leave her alone. She's terrified of him."

"NO!" An ear piercing scream came from behind the door, and they all jumped.

"C'MERE YOU FUCKIN' BITCH!"

"VIOLET! LOOK OUT!"

"AHHH!"

"GET OFF HER!"

"BETH!"

"DON'T TOUCH HER!"

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Daryl charged forwards, and he barged his shoulder into the door. It flew off its hinges, and shattered into splinters. He stumbled in, his crossbow raised, and he saw a man's body on the floor. Beth was lying next to it, tears streaming down her face, and her chest heaving for air. Violet was stood nearby, blood pouring down the side of her face, and a gun raised at the man's body.

Violet looked over at them. The gun fell from her hand, and crashed to the floor. Her eyes fell on Daryl. He walked closer, dropping his crossbow, and she ran into his arms. She wrapped her shaking arms around his waist, and he wrapped one arm around her back, and placed the other on the back of her head.

"It's not him," She sobbed.

Rick raced over, and helped Beth to her feet. She had a slash wound on her left arm, and Rick began to inspect it. Beth glanced down at the body, and over at Violet, who was sobbing into Daryl's chest. Frank made his way into the room, his eyes ghostly wandered over to the body on the floor. He looked over at Daryl holding Violet, and he walked over. He looked at Daryl, and he didn't glare or narrow his eyes at him. Frank reached out and placed his hand on her shoulder, and Violet brought one of her hands up and gripped it tight.

"Violet," Frank said, and Violet turned to look at him, keeping her head against Daryl's chest.

"It's not him. That ain't Rufus," She whimpered. "H-He's still alive somewhere. He has to be, because they knew about me."

"C'mere, let me look at your head," Daryl reached up and pushed her hair away from the cut on the side of her head. "Hershel might have to stitch it up."

"Okay," Violet whispered. "Beth are you okay?" Beth looked away from Rick who was wrapping a piece of torn fabric that he'd torn from his shirt, around her arm.

"I'm fine, thank you," She smiled sweetly at her, and Violet's eyes fell on the dead body.

"Guys!" Glenn stepped into the room, and he took in the scene. Maggie collided into his back, and observed the situation.

"Beth!" Maggie raced over and Beth began to assure her she was okay. Maggie looked over at Violet, and she ran over to her. "Your head."

"I'm fine, honestly," Violet said, and a smile broke out on Maggie's face. She looked at Frank who seemed to get the message. He made his way out of the room, and Violet continued to stare at Maggie. "What-"

"Uncle Frank!" A child's voice shouted, and Violet's eyes widened. She stepped out of Daryl's embrace, and she stumbled towards the door. She looked down the corridor to see Frank was on his knee's hugging him tightly. His big green eyes looked over at her, and a huge toothy grin broke out on his face.

"VIOLET!" He shrieked in joy, and he ran out of Frank's arms.

"Oscar..." Violet collapsed to her knees and Oscar ran into her open arms. He wrapped his arms and legs around her, and Violet cried out, burying her face into his hair. Oscar started crying, and Violet kissed the side of his head.

Everyone else came to the doorway, and stared down at the reunion between the pair. His little body was wrapped around hers and she continued to sob loudly. Frank made his way over to the pair and he brought both of them into his embrace.

Carol and T-Dog came around the corner at the end of the corridor, and they both paused at the sight. Carol smiled, but she felt sadness wash over her, when Sophia flashed into her mind.

"I missed you," Oscar blubbered, and Violet kissed his forehead.

"I missed you too," She whimpered, and she stroked his hair.

"What happened?" He pointed to her head, and she smiled at him.

"I just fell over," She said, and he smiled, hugging her again.

"We should get out of this place," Rick spoke up, and Violet stood up with Oscar still wrapped around her. Frank stood up and kissed the side of her head.

They all took off walking. Daryl came up next to her, and she smiled at him. Oscar brought his face from the crook of her neck, and he looked at Daryl.

"Who's that?" He said, pointing at Daryl's face.

"That's Daryl," Violet told him. "He's my special friend," She smirked and Oscar smiled at Daryl.

"Hi, Mr Daryl," He waved at him and Daryl ruffled his hair.

They carried on down the corridors, and Rick led, always having his gun ready. They made their way to the exit, and they stepped outside. Violet looked up to see the sky was getting brighter. Over on the horizon the sun was beginning to rise.

"Look at the sun," Oscar pointed over at it, and Violet smiled. "Remember when we went into the woods, and watched it rise."

"Of course I remember," She whispered, and he returned to hugging her.

"Are you with nice people?" He asked.

"Yeah, they're all really nice. There's another kid there called Carl," She explained. "He wears a sheriff's hat."

"A sheriff!" He exclaimed. "Cool!"

"Rick here was a cop," Violet pointed over at Rick, and Oscar gaped at him.

"Wow," He gasped in a daze. "Did you drive around in the car that goes nee-naw?"

"Sure did," Rick smiled back at him, and they all made their way through the hole in the fence.

"Where are we going?" Oscar asked.

"To the place we're staying at. It's a motel."

...

"Frank told me about Rufus," Daryl broke the silence between them. Oscar was sleeping a few doors down with Frank. Violet had stayed till he'd fallen asleep, as he was clearly exhausted from everything. Everyone else was up and moving, making plans for a supply run. But Daryl and Violet were sat at the end of the bed, side by side.

"Oh...kinda never thought I'd hear his name again," She said, playing with her fingers.

"You never mentioned you had a sister."

"I don't like talking about it. She was killed when I was thirteen," She explained. "When those men threw us into the room, I was terrified, I thought I was going to have to face him, but it makes it worse because it means he's out there and he knows I'm alive."

"I'm not going to let him touch you," He said.

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"Everything," She breathed, then leaned over and kissed him. He brought his hand up to the side of her face, and he was careful of the stitched cut on her face. He pushed her down into the mattress, and towered over her.

He stroked his tongue along her bottom lip, and she granted him access. Their tongues met, and Violet felt her whole body tingle. She felt like she was going to melt underneath him. The kiss became more urgent and rough. She pushed her body against his and they seemed to perfectly fit against one another.

Daryl grabbed her hip, and his fingers dug into the tender skin there. She gasped against his lips, and buried her fingers into his hair, tugging him closer. A tingling sensation ignited in her core, and her fingers curled around his strands of hair.

Daryl's hands ventured under the hem of her shirt. His fingers grazed along her soft skin. Violet shivered in response, and she moaned against his lips. Daryl kissed the corner of her mouth, then kissed a wet trail along her jawline, and down her neck. Violet's eyes fluttered closed, and her head rolled backwards into the mattress.

Daryl brushed his fingertips against her bra, and pulled his hands out from her shirt. He grabbed the hem of it, and pulled her shirt up her body and over her head. He crashed his lips against hers again, and he intertwined his fingers with hers. He pinned her hands above her head and he brought his lips away from hers.

He gazed into her eyes. Her chest was panting for air, along with his. She ran her tongue along her lip, then bit down on it. Daryl groaned, and a giggle erupted in the back of her throat. He began to kiss the skin of her neck, then he began to suck and flick his tongue on the tender skin.

He stroked his hand up her flat stomach, and cupped her through her bra. Violet felt every nerve ending tingle from his touch, and she gasped. Daryl slowly reached around and he unclasped the strap, then he tore it from her body, and flung it over his shoulder. Violet began to feel self-conscious, and she stiffened underneath him.

Daryl let go of her hands, and her rested his either side of her head. She placed her shaking hands on his biceps, and her stared down at her. His body was covering hers and he slowly lowered his gaze and took in the sight of her bare chest. He glanced back up at her, and a smile broke out on his face.

"Perfect," He growled, and he kissed her passionately. Violet smiled against his lips, and she felt her self-doubts drift away.

Daryl kissed his way back down her neck, and he continued his trail of kisses down to her breasts. He kissed his way closer to one of her nipples, then glanced at her to see her eyes were closed, and she was biting down on her red, bottom lip.

Daryl latched his mouth onto her nipple. Violet gasped, then groaned. Her head rolled back. He brought up his other hand and cupped her breast. His thumb brushed over her hardened nipple, and he lightly bit down on the one in his mouth. He was unsure if she'd like it, but a satisfied moan escaped her lips, and he smirked.

Suddenly, someone knocking on the door interrupted the moment. Daryl growled, and he brought his mouth away from her breast. Violet's eyes fluttered open.

"Who is it!?" Daryl snapped viciously.

"I want my sister!" A voice grumbled back, and Oscar banged his fists against the door. Violet laughed, and Daryl glared at her.

"It's not funny," He mumbled.

"C'mon it kinda is," She sat herself up on her forearms, and she kissed him gently on the lips. "I best go to him."

Daryl rolled off her, and Violet put her clothes back on. Daryl knew he was hard, and he groaned, rubbing the heel of his hands into his eyes.

"I'll see you in a bit," She hovered over him, and kissed his cheek.

And with that she left the room, and Daryl groaned once more. Bloody kid!

"Hey! Mr Daryl!" Daryl sat up to see Oscar standing in the doorway. "You may be her special friend, but she's my sister! So, you got to learn to share!"

Daryl heard Violet laughing from a few doors down, and Oscar bounced away. Daryl stared at the spot the kid had been at, and he groaned falling back against the mattress.