* please review and yeah, it's Jillian again. I love her! *

Once again, Daryl couldn't sleep. He had heard everyone come down the hallway and all their doors shut but after a while he heard another door open then shut again. He heard someone walk down the hall and down the stairs. He waited for a little bit then got out of bed and went to the window. He looked out the backyard and saw Jillian walking towards the lake.

" Stupid bitch." He said softly. She should know better then to be out by herself at night during times like these. She didn't even have a weapon with her.

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Daryl walked silently across the yard towards her. He knew how to walk around without anyone hearing him. Jillian reached the lake and walked onto the deck. He crept up and heard her sigh. She was wearing his jersey and he felt his heart start to beat faster. He hated that she still got that reaction out of him. He figured 4 years apart would have cured him of it, but it hadn't. His breath still quicken at the sound of her voice and his heart picked up it's pace at the sight of her.

Jillian sat down at the dock of the lake and closed her eyes. She buried herself deeper into the jersey and inhaled his scent as much as she could. She laid down, putting her hands behind her head. She searched the stars and started talking to herself outloud. Daryl sat down on the grass with his knees bent and his arms resting on them.

It didn't take Daryl long to realize she was going over the constellations he had taught her. Before him, she had only known the big dipper and the little dipper. Now she was pointing to them as she said them and he was shocked that she still remembered them. Jillian's finger moved slowly from one constellation to another. After a while she dropped her arm and sighed.

" Where are you Mars?" She asked herself. He glanced up at the sky and pointed the second she said, " There you are." Daryl dropped his arm and stood up quietly. He backed up and went back to the house before she even knew he was there.

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In the morning he woke up slowly. He wanted to stay in bed, he didn't want to face her or anyone. He was sure Andrea had opened her big mouth and told them he had pushed Jillian. He didn't want to see their stupid faces and hear their dumb whispering but he was a Dixon and a Dixon never backed down. He'd be damned if he backed down from them.

He sighed and up got quickly. He brushed his teeth and spit outside the window then got dressed. He went to his door and opened it. Before he walked out into the hallway he stared at the ground. Daryl felt his hands tighten up in fists as he bent down and picked up his jersey. There was a note pinned to it and he could see it was her handwriting.

Daryl,

Please stay out of my room. Here is the jersey you needed back so badly.

Jillian

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Jillian's back was to the entrance of the kitchen when he came walking in. She didn't need to turn around to know it was him. She could feel the anger coming off him. She closed her eyes and held her breath. She hadn't wanted to give it back but she couldn't let him think what he did was okay. He needed to understand he couldn't just give her back the jersey and think everything was fine.

Daryl stared at her back through narrowed eyes. No one else was in the kitchen with them. He could hear everyone else outside. She wanted to play hard ball then he was going to play. Everyone knew that if anyone could be hard and act like an ass, it was Daryl Dixon. He walked up behind her until he was inches away from her. He put his hands on the counter on either side of her, making her jump. He lightly brushed his pelvis against her ass. He leaned in to whisper to her, seeing her tension at his nearness.

" I got your note." He said. His voice was rough, nasty and low. " Don't worry, I won't be anywhere near your room again." She surprised him by whipping around. It was her turn to lean into him. She started brushing her pelvis against his front as slowly as she could. He was so shocked he couldn't respond to her. Her chest was almost pressed against hers.

" The next time you come into my room, " She said purposely looking into his eyes and dragging her tongue over her bottom lip. She sucked it slightly into her mouth then dragged it through her teeth back out slowly. He had told her once that he loved it when she that. That it was a huge turn on to him and she could feel the reaction she was getting from him. " It will be because you begged to be let in." She noticed his eyes were glued to her mouth. She placed her hands on his chest. " Get out the fuck out of my way." She pushed him away from her as hard as she could. He had been so wrapped up in what she had been doing that he lost his balance and stumbled backwards. She walked quickly away from him with a smile.

" Bitch." He said as she walked outside from the side door.

" Bastard." She said.