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Being friends with her wasn't really what he had in mind but he'd take what he could get. He went into the basement to find himself something to eat and to think. Maybe being friends was the right thing to do. Maybe it was the right way to rebuild something with her. He could regain her trust, show her how sorry he was and make up for lost time.

He needed something to clear his head but he didn't want to go into the woods. He decided to go for a short drive on his bike. He hadn't been driving it much so the gas tank was full. There hadn't been any walkers around so he won't have to worry about the noise drawing attention. Daryl decided he'd get something to eat, then take a drive to past the time.

5 and a half years ago:

They had been dating each other for 6 months and he had finally convinced her to let him take her for a ride on his bike. She had never been on one before and was nervous. Daryl was sitting on the bike, a helmet on his lap, waiting for her to on. Jillian was shifting her weight from one leg to the next while she played with the hem of her shirt. He hadn't started it up, he was just sitting there, watching her.

" I don't know about this, Double D." She said.

" It will be fine. I have been driving bikes for years." Daryl said.

" I'm nervous." She said. He held his hand out to her.

" Trust me, Jill." He said.

She sighed and took his hand. He pulled her to the bike and she climbed on behind him. He handed her the helmet which she put on quickly. Her hands were shaking and her heart was pumping. She brought her legs completely against the back of his and wrapped her arms around his waist. She closed her eyes as she waited for him to turn it on. Daryl looked down at her arms and smiled to himself. He had never asked a girl to ride with him and he was proud to have her there behind him. It almost felt natural to have her there with him.

" You ready, Babe?" He asked.

" No." She said, making him laugh.

When he started up the bike, she jumped and tighten her hold of him. He didn't think she could get any closer to him but she buried herself into his back and he could feel her shaking. As he started through the parking lot of her apartment complex, he reached down and started rubbing one of her arms with his hand.

" Hold on to the bike!" She squealed, making him laugh again. He squeezed her arm then took a hold of the bike.

He took them out onto the road and they rode around for almost a half an hour. She never lessen her hold of him. At stop lights, he caught a few guys checking her out and it didn't bother him for a chance. Usually, if he saw a man checking her out, he'd get pissed. He didn't like it having men looking at his woman like they wanted to steal her. But with her on the back of his bike, he knew they were looking at him like he was a lucky son of a bitch because there was a hot girl holding on to him.

When they got back to her apartment, he stopped the bike and she pulled off the helmet. She gave it to him and ran her hands through her hair. She slipped off the bike while he stayed sitting on it. He smiled at her but she wasn't smiling back. She crossed her arms over her chest and shook her head as she shifted her weight again on her legs.

" Happy? I took a ride." She said. He started to laugh, making her frown deepen. His laugh grew until he was almost bursting with it. " What the hell are you laughing at?" She asked as she placed her hands on her hips.

Daryl steadied the bike before he got off of it. He reached out and took a hold of her shirt. He pulled Jillian to him, putting one hand into her hair. He kissed her hard enough to steal her breath away. Her hands came to his chest as they made out for a few minutes. Her body was tingling from the ride and him. When he finally pulled away, he rested his forehead against hers.

" What was that for?" She almost whispered to him.

" You were white as a sheet, even your lips were pale. I thought maybe I'd bring some more color back to your face." He said. She laughed softly.

" I think you managed to do that." She said as she pulled away to look at him.

" Not yet I ain't." Daryl said. He bend down and swept her up and over his shoulder. Jillian laughed as he started to carry her up the stairs and over to her apartment.

Present day:

Daryl came back from his ride feeling lighter and more relaxed then he had in months. He walked up the stairs and into the house. He walked through the house and to the back yard. It was almost dinner time and he found Jillian, Lori, and Andrea cooking up some hamburgers. Jillian looked up from the fire as he came out of the kitchen. He noticed that she bit her lip to keep from smiling as she dropped her eyes. Daryl felt himself grin, she still had feelings for him, he was sure of it. She won't want to stay friends for long. They were never made to be just friends.

Jillian was his match in almost every way. She always seemed to have an understanding about him, even when they had first started dating. She got his temper and his moods. When he was pissed about work or Merle, she'd just sit there and listen to him rant and rage. He'd pace through her apartment yelling about whatever had upset him and she'd just let him. She never tried to tell him everything would be fine or that he should calm down, she just let him go then afterwards she let him thrust into her hard and fast. She let him take her whenever he wanted, wherever he wanted.

Before her, Daryl would have said he had a sex drive, it wasn't as high as most guys but it was there. As soon as he meant her though, it sky rocketed. Her sex drive was through the roof and it brought his up. She wanted him all the time and never turned him down. She was up for any position and had even shown him a few things. They were a perfect match for each other.

Jillian knew Daryl had a habit of staring. He stared at her before they had started dating. His eyes had followed her through the diner as she worked. After they started dating, it hadn't stopped. She had even caught him watching her while she slept sometimes. She was always asking him why he stared at her or what he was looking at but he never answered her. He would just smile and look away with a shake of his head. Now that they weren't dating anymore, he continued to stare at her. Just like he was doing now.

Everyone was eating around the fire with Daryl sitting across from Jillian. She was trying to act like she hadn't notice. She busied herself with eating and breathing slowly as to not blush under his attention. He had always made her blush. But it didn't help when Andrea leaned over to her and whispered in her ear.

" Why is he staring at you like that?" She asked. " I mean, he's not even trying to hide the fact that he's gawking at you." Jillian started to laugh, making the group glance at the girls. Jillian turned her face from Daryl so he wouldn't see what she was saying.

" Don't point it out! I'm having a hard enough time not blushing!" She whispered, this time it was Andrea's turn to laugh.

" What you girls talking about over there?" Dale asked. The girls glanced at each other then back at the group.

" Well, Jillian and I were talking the other day and we were wondering who would win in a football match between Rick, Shane, Glenn and Daryl." Andrea said. Rick and Shane both sat back and looked at each other before looking back at the girls.

" I would." Shane said. Daryl's eye brows went up.

" I doubt that." He said. Andrea bumped Jillian shoulders and the two girls giggled together.

" I'm a cop, I'm built for physical work." Shane said. Daryl sat back in the chair then.

" So what? I'm a hunter plus I played backyard football for a while." He said.

" You played football? I have a hard time seeing that." Rick said.

" He did." Jillian spoke up then. Daryl smiled as he looked at her again. " He was really good at tackling and taking people down." She smiled back at him.

" Now that I can see." Rick said.

" Well I say, let's get a match going." Shane said.