Take Me Home Chapter 17, a walking dead fanfic

AN: Hi! This one is a bit short, because it's a filler chapter, but there's still story progression. Thank you to galwidanatitud and MiniHorseMeadow for reviewing. Also, thanks to izzyswan41, ThiefWicker and XXArmageddonXX for favouriting and following.

Song: Home - Jasmine Thompson.

~ Chapter 17 ~

Violet crept down the corridor, and she stopped at the corner and peaked around it. Her and Oscar were playing a serious game of hide and seek. And I can't find him anywhere. She rolled her eyes when she saw the corridor was empty and she walked over to one of the doors. She placed her hand on the door handle, then she flung open the door and froze.

"Oh my god!" She exclaimed and her hands flew to her mouth. Rick pulled his mouth away from Beth, and they both turned to look at her. "Sorry, I…sorry, sorry," She walked out of the room and shut the door behind her.

Violet took off running and she ended up in the lobby. Daryl walked through the front door carrying a deer over his shoulders. He put it down on the rug by the couches, then he glanced over at her.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"I…hm what?"

"I asked ya what's wrong. Darlin' are you alright?" He walked over and stood in front of her.

"I'm fine," She replied, then flashed him an innocent smile.

"Do you wanna' help me skin the deer?"

"Er nope," She said popping the 'p'. "I'm going to go and finish my serious game of hide and seek."

Violet ran off upstairs and Daryl watched her leave, with a small smile on his face. Violet made sure to knock on any doors before she opened them this time around, then she heard childish giggles coming from Carl's room. She opened the door and saw Carl and Oscar bouncing up and down on the bed together.

"I thought we were playing hide and seek?" Oscar looked over and flashed her a toothy grin.

"Carl found me before you," He stuck his tongue out and she laughed at him.

"Violet can I talk to you?" Rick appeared behind her and she quickly walked off. "Violet!" She spun around on her heel to face him.

"I didn't see anything," She said.

"Violet-"

"I didn't see anything, okay. Rick I'm throwing you a bone here, take it and don't mention it again," Violet wandered off leaving him alone in the hallway.

…

Daryl was down in the basement messing with the generator. He had skinned and prepared the deer, and Carol was beginning to stew it. He used the dirty rag to wipe his head, then he squinted at the machine. He only had his torch providing light, and he kept looking behind his shoulder, thinking he could hear something.

He hadn't told anyone he was coming down here, so he didn't understand why he kept hearing someone move about. He only had his knife on him, so he pulled it out and stood up with his torch in his hand.

"Are you kidding me?" A male voice snapped, but he was keeping his voice in a hushed tone.

"I'm being serious," Daryl recognized that voice. He turned off his torch and walked over to the doorway. He looked around it, and saw her standing at the end of the hallway holding a torch and talking to some man. A man that wasn't a part of the group. He went to open his mouth to say something, but she spoke up.

"Drew, I understand. I really do, but what else do you expect me to do?" Violet narrowed her eyes at him and he rested his hands on her shoulders.

"Talk to your leader-"

"I can't do that! Drew, please stop following us. Do you know how hard it has been trying to cover up your tracks? My group would kill me if they found out you've been following us for months!"

"I know…I just really want-"

"I don't care what you want."

"I saved your life!" He yelled.

"Shut up," She pushed his hands off her shoulders. "You may have saved my life once Drew, but you still disgust me."

"Darlin' you're just jealous, because you weren't one of the girls in my bed," He reached out and brushed the hair from her face. She stepped away from him and scoffed.

"The girls that were in your bed were prostitutes. They were being paid to be in your bed," She muttered, looking him up and down. "Now leave. I'm done helping you, go and tell your leader to back the fuck off, otherwise I will go and see him myself and tell him where her can stick his shit ideas!"

Drew rolled his eyes, then walked off into the darkness. Violet watched him go, then when she heard the door shut. She closed her eyes and let out a frustrated squeal, then ran a hand through her hair.

"Fuck," She sighed, then she slid down the wall and buried her face into her hands. "I know your there Daryl."

He stepped out of the darkness and she looked at him with tired eyes. He walked over and sat down next to her.

"Who the fuck was that?" He looked at her and she glanced at him.

"A friend from my street days…he's been following us for a while, and because he's my friend and I owe him, I decided to cover his tracks until I finally found out what he was up to."

"What does he group want?"

"To join ours, but his leader wants full control," Violet rubbed her eyes, and sighed. "He won't leave until I can get Rick to meet with his leader."

"We need to tell Rick," Daryl retorted.

"I'm dealing with it," She replied instantly and Daryl grumbled.

"Course ya are."

"Daryl you're acting like a dick-"

"You been keepin' this from me," He grunted and she rested her head on his shoulder.

"Suppose I'm a dick to," She yawned and linked her arm with his. "I just don't want to talk to Rick right now."

"Why?" He asked. "And don't lie to me. It really pisses me off when ya do that girl."

"I walked in on him kissing Beth," She admitted.

"Kissin' Beth?"

"Yes."

"That man likes to get himself in deep shit," Daryl felt her begin to trace lines on his thigh.

"He's married and there's a baby on the way…I guess it's hard when you don't know if the baby is yours. I told him I'd pretend that I never saw it, give him time to figure things out, but things are just really stressful right now. I keep thinking about Rufus," Daryl kissed her head, then grabbed her hand.

"I'm never going to let him hurt you," He whispered.

"I know, because you're my knight in shining armor," She brought her head away from his shoulder, and grinned at him. She kissed him gently, and he rested his hand on the side of her neck. She moved and straddled him, so she fit perfectly against him.

His hands ventured up her top and she wrapped her arms around his neck. She grinded herself up against him and she felt himself harden. She smirked against his mouth and he pulled away.

"Do ya really wanna' do this now? In a dark basement," His voice was husky and she kissed the corner of his mouth.

"Have you ever had sex in a dark basement?"

"No."

"Then it's a first for both of us," She nibbled at his jawline, and he growled deeply at the back of his throat.

"Daryl!" Rick called out. "Are you down here?"

"Great," Violet sighed and she kissed Daryl quickly, then got to her feet.

…

The group was sat in the lounge. Oscar was asleep in Frank's bedroom with Carl, but everyone else was spread out talking in small groups. Beth was sat at the piano playing a light melody. Violet watched Rick glance at her from his seat next to Carol. Frank was talking to T-dog, and Daryl was sat next to Hershel at the table. Lori had left a few minutes ago to get some sleep, and Glenn and Maggie were sat next to Violet on the couch.

The door creaked open and Oscar walked in with tears streaming down his face. They all looked over and he ran over to Violet, climbing into her lap.

"Honey what's wrong?"

"I had a bad dream," He cried into her shoulder and she hugged him tight.

"It's alright," She kissed his head, and he whimpered.

"Sing to me," He yawned and she glanced at everyone. Beth began to play a new melody on the piano and Violet stroked soothing circles on his back.

I'm a phoenix in the water
A fish that's learned to fly
And I've always been a daughter
But feathers are meant for the sky
And so I'm wishing, wishing further,
For the excitement to arrive
It's just I'd rather be causing the chaos
Than laying at the sharp end of this knife

With every small disaster
I'll let the waters still
Take me away to some place real

'Cause they say home is where your heart is set in stone
Is where you go when you're alone
Is where you go to rest your bones
It's not just where you lay your head
It's not just where you make your bed
As long as we're together, does it matter where we go?
Home home home home

So when I'm ready to be bolder,
And my cuts have healed with time
Comfort will rest on my shoulder
And I'll bury my future behind
I'll always keep you with me
You'll be always on my mind
But there's a shining in the shadows
I'll never know unless I try

With every small disaster
I'll let the waters still
Take me away to some place real

She felt Oscar's dead weight in her arms and she knew he'd fallen asleep. She got to her feet, and wandered out of the lounge. She made her way down the hall and into Frank's room. Carl was fast asleep on the bed, and she gently placed him down next to him.

"I love you little guy," She brushed his hair away from his forehead, and kissed him.

She walked out of the bedroom and shut the door behind her quietly. She looked over and saw Daryl was fast approaching. He grabbed her arm and pulled her into a nearby room.

"Daryl-" He crashed his lips against hers and her back collided with the door. He reached down and cupped her ass, then lifted her up, so she locked her legs around his waist. She buried her fingers into the back of his hair, and he carried her over to the bed.

He ran a hand through her hair, and pushed her down onto the bed. He towered over her and gazed, passionately, into her eyes. Daryl kissed her again, but more aggressively, and Violet was surprised by how much she liked it.

She buried her fingers into his hair again, then ran her free hand down his covered chest. He quickly moved his hands and pulled her top over her head. He kissed the soft skin of her neck, and she tightened her legs around his waist. Breathless pants came from her lips as her head rolled backwards into the mattress.

She began to unbutton his shirt, and push it off his shoulders. His tanned skin was such a contrast to her porcelain color. He sucked the skin of her neck, then kissed a trail down to her breasts. He made quick work of removing her bra, and it was thrown across the room. He licked her swollen nipple, and Violet's eyes fluttered closed, as she ran her tongue along her bottom lip.

Violet felt something different stir inside of her, and she didn't understand what it was. The thought flew from her mind as Daryl pulled her trousers down her legs. She undid his belt and his trouser soon followed. He kissed her again, his tongue teasing hers, then he gently bit down on her bottom lip. Violet felt her nerve endings tingle, and a soft moan came from her mouth.

"Daryl," She sighed, breathlessly.

Her panties went next, then his boxers, and Violet tightened her legs around his waist, urging him closer, but he stroked his hands down her body, then cupped her ass. He lifted her up, so she was straddling him, then he slowly pushed himself inside of her. Violet's head rolled backwards, and Daryl grunted. Her long hair cascaded down her back, and Daryl couldn't help, but bury his fingers into it.

He began to move inside of her, and she felt that this new position was opening her up to new realms of pleasure. Her finger nails scratched at his back, then her head rolled forward, so her forehead was against his. A hiccupped moan escaped her lips, and he pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. He looked at her with such passion in his eyes, and she stared back at him with more.

He moved quicker inside of her, and she cried out. "Fuck," She grumbled from deep in her throat. Daryl's finger dug into the flesh on her ass, and she threw her head back. She bit down on her bottom lip, trying to contain her moans, because she didn't want anyone to disturb them. He moved much faster, and she felt herself getting closer to the edge, and Daryl's husky grunts were urging her on. She released her bottom lip, and thought to hell with it, and she groaned loudly.

Violet cried out once more, as her orgasm took control of her body. She clawed his back, then she felt him release himself inside of her, then they both fell backwards onto the bed, panting for air. Her hair fell across her face, and she could feel the sweat along her forehead. She wiped it away, then glanced at him.

"What the hell was that?" She panted.

"Your singin' really turned me on," Violet burst out into a fit of laughter, then she kissed him lovingly on the lips.