* please review and yeah, it's Jillian again. I love her! Thanks to Lucy and Aownr1669 for all your great reviews in my stories! Lucy, you should start writing!*
Jillian showed everyone to a room. Rick, Lori, and Carl were going to stay together in one room, Dale and Andrea were staying in another room that had two twin beds, Shane, Glen, and Daryl each were going to have their own room. Jillian was nervous as she walked down the hallway with Daryl behind her. He had broken her heart into so pieces she still didn't have it all together. She was having a hard time swallowing and could almost feel the heat from his skin even though she knew he was far behind her.
Daryl's eyes went right to her ass as she walked ahead of him. He had always loved her ass, loved the way it fit in his hands and felt against his skin. He tilted his head as he watched the way she walked She was leading him to a bedroom then she going to take them on a tour of the grounds around the house. He kept his hands in tight fists so he didn't reach out and grab her. She had always liked it rough. When she stopped at a bedroom, Daryl ran almost full force into her back. She stumbled forward and his arm shot out to steady her before he even thought about it.
" What the hell, Dixon!" She snapped as she yanked her arm away from him. She faced him with her dark eyes flashing. " No one is making you stay here, you don't have to push me!"
" I didn't push you. You shouldn't just stop in front of people like that!" He snapped back. She crossed her arms over her chest and it made his eyes drop right to her breasts. She was wearing a low cut white, tight tank top. He remembered all too well how her breasts felt against his hands and looked pressed against his chest. Her hands dropped suddenly and formed two little fists against her hips.
" Did you just check out my tits?" She asked in an angry voice. Daryl's eyes shot up to her face and he forced himself to laugh.
" No, I didn't. I have seen them already, they ain't nothing special. Actually they are smaller then I remember them." He meant it to hurt her. She had always thought they were too small but he had always thought they were perfect, he still did. His plan completely backfired with her next comment.
" You have been thinking about my tits?" Jillian asked with a smirk. Daryl felt his face flush, something he wasn't used to happening. It had only ever happen around her.
" Hell no!" Yes.
He hadn't stop thinking about her body or her in the years they had been apart. He hadn't wanted to break up, he had even thought about asking her to marry him when they were together. Then Merle had seen her getting in the car with another guy. He had even followed them. They parked in back of a drug store. Then the guy grabbed her and yanked her on top of him.
When Daryl confronted her about it later that day, she cried and tried to say the guy had kidnapped her and raped her. He laughed in her face. She had even went to the police and and filed charges against the poor guy. Daryl had been so hurt and pissed that he took off into the woods for a long hunting trip. When he came back, he refused to talk about Jillian or the guy. He won't listen to anyone who tried to talk to him about it.
" We may have been apart for a while but I still know when you're lying." Jillian said as she pushed open the door. Daryl shook his head.
" I ain't fucking lying." He said as he pushed past her. He kicked the door shut in her face.
Jillian sighed and shook her head. She left the hallway to go to the kitchen for coffee. She would not let Daryl Dixon get to her. She wouldn't let him break her heart again. He had left her during the hardest time of her life, broke up with her by yelling in her face and refusing to believe a word she said and all because of Merle. He had promised to protect her, said she was his and when she needed him most, he took off on her.
Jillian entered the kitchen and sat at the table. She picked up her cup and took a drink. She never liked cold coffee but had gotten used to it. She set the cup down and twirled it slowly in her hand. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. So many memories where flowing through her. Times of they had together, their break up, weeks after the break up, things she thought she had locked away deep inside her.
She remembered how he'd take her out the middle of the woods in his truck. They'd lay in the bed of the truck and star at the night sky. He knew a lot about stars and their placements. Being a hunter, he used the stars and the moon to sometimes guide him when he couldn't see or had lost his way. He pointed out the different constellations to her and even knew the difference between Mars and a star. They would lay there and talk for hours. He even kept a blanket in his truck for her in case she got cold.
" Am I interrupting anything?" Dale asked as he walked into the kitchen. Jillian sighed and opened her eyes. She smiled slightly.
" No, just shifting through old memories." She said. Dale smiled as he came forward.
" Ah." He said as he sat down. " Good ones?" He asked. Her smile waved slightly.
" At one time they were, yeah." She said. " Can I offer you some cold coffee?" She asked.
" I'd love some." He said. Jillian stood up and walked over to the fridge. She opened the door and took out a pitcher. " Do you have power here?" He asked. Jillian laughed.
" No. I just use the fridge to store some of the canned goods. It helps keep things sort of normal for me." She reached into a cabinet and took out a cup. " Stupid, I know." She said as she poured the coffee into the cup.
" Not at all. We all have our little things we do." Dale said. Jillian placed the coffee into the fridge and faced him with another smile. She came to the table and set the cup down in front of him.
" And what is your thing?" She asked as she sat down.
" I wind my watch every day." He said. She nodded and held up her cup. He smiled and they clicked their cups together.
" Cheers." They said at the same time.
It didn't take long before everyone joined them in the kitchen. Daryl was the last person to arrive and he stayed in the back of the group as they left the house. Jillian explained that the house and the grounds were protected by a huge fence and that she hadn't seen anything come near but some small animals. She showed them the stream and followed it to the lake. She told them the house had a working well and a fire pit. She took them back to the house and into the cellar where there rows and rows and food, cereal, canned goods, condensed milk, and different kinds of soaps.
" This is how I found the house. I think the people who lived it must have been one of those extreme couponers, you know the people that brought 20 pieces of the same thing." She said. " I don't know. I can't image why they left since they were stocked so well by I guess we win here." She said.