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Rose's heart raced, adrenaline pumped through her veins and she shoved passed walkers, taking her hunting knife and stabbing some in the head, kicking others out of the way. She screamed when she felt one grip the back of her jacket, Daryl calling out to her killing a walker that was to the right of her and she slipped out of the jacket, and gripped the door handle, opening it and slamming a walker in the head with it.
"Daryl come on! I can't leave you here!" Rose cried out looking over at him as two walkers stormed towards him, and Rose punched one of the walkers in the face, and reached into the car feeling around for her pistol that had a silencer on it that she had picked up from a police station. She felt a walker grip on her leg, trying to pull her out of the car, she kicked it as hard as she could in the face before standing up, and shot it in the head then aimed at the walkers heading for Daryl, getting them both dead center in the back of the head. She slammed the door shut and shot at the other zombies, hitting one in the knee brought it down and then shot it in the head, blood splattering over her clothes.
Daryl aimed for the walker heading towards her, and the arrow zoomed past her head, and into the Walker's mouth, making it fall back and Rose turned to him, breathing heavily rain still pouring down.
"See? Didn't need to leave you." She breathes wiping some of the drops of blood from her face and looked around at the muddy dead bodies that surrounded them. Daryl was a little angry at her for not listening to him, and he ran a hand down his face shaking his head looking at the Rose, blood and mud covered her body, and her brown curls clung to her face.
"You should have done what I said." He grumbles and walks over to her, taking the pistol from her hands, and shoved it in the back of his pants ignoring her protests. "Silencer or not, if there are any fucking walkers nearby they probably heard and are coming here." He says and grips her arm, and pulls her to the passenger side like a toddler.
"Excuse me!" She snapped jerking her arm back from him glaring up at him, "I just saved your ass and you're going to get mad at me?" She says her face inches from his as he glares down at her.
"You could have gotten yourself killed." He says in a low grumble and Rose rolls her eyes. She reaches forward for the car door handle and pulls it open, hitting Daryl in the back and made him stumble forward.
"You're insufferable." She says and climbs into her car, turning to do a quick inventory check as Daryl glared at her before gathering up all his arrows from the dead walkers then climbed into the driver's seat, his eyes wandering over her body as her white tank top rode up her back some, showing a tattoo of a bow peeking out of her jeans and he swallows turning away.
"Why aren't you starting the car?" Rose turns to look at him giving him an annoyed look and he turns his head sending her a look before pointing to her pocket where she had the car keys and she nodded a little embarrassed. "Oh yeah." She says quietly and fishes her keys from her pocket, handing them to him. Daryl tries to hide his smile at the sight of her rosy cheeks, and she turns in her seat, going through her things. She was filthy, her tanned bare legs splattered with mud and blood as was her white tank top.
"Jamie gonna be scared if she sees you like that?" Daryl asks glancing over at her and Rose nods, searching for the diaper wipes she had.
"Yeah she won't mind the mud, but blood always freaks her out, which is why I'm looking for something." She says and sighs, moving so her knees were on the center console, and she searches through the back seat, gripping a blue shirt and tossed it over her shoulder to change into.
Daryl leaned to his left as Rose moves, her bottom in the air making the wet tan shorts she wore tighten more and he swallows keeping his eyes on the road, hearing her let out a groan as she reached for something then a squeal of delight when she pulled back with a box of diaper wipes and he laughs a little.
"What are you laughing at?" She asks not helping her smile as she glances over at him, wiping the blood from her legs with the diaper wipe, tossing the dirty ones in the plastic bag she had in the front that was full of trash.
"How excited you got over a box ass wipes." He says laughing again as she rolls her eyes, tossing the last dirty wipe into the bag and closed the box.
"These things are life savers." She sates, and leans forward, pulling the wet bloody white shirt over her head, leaving herself in only a black bra, Daryl's turning his head back to the road now, not wanting to be caught looking. Rose pulls the blue shirt over her head and sighs slipping her arms in, pulling her hair from it and took it from its ponytail, running her fingers through it.
"You don't think the walkers will be able to follow us to the barn?" She asks turning to look at him as his hands tighten on the wheel, peering out the rained streaked window.
"Dunno," He says in a gruff voice, glancing at her from the corner of his eye, "S'pose they might, I'll tell Rick what happened when we get back." He says and Rose feels guilty and sighs leaning back in the car seat.
"Well I'm sure doing a great job at making myself seem useful." She murmurs and Daryl chuckles.
"You should've listened to me, then we wouldn't be in this shit." He says and Rose sends him a look.
"Yeah, but you'd be walker chow." She says with a smirk and he rolled his eyes at her, thinking to himself that he liked the look she was giving him.
"Believe what you want sweetheart." He says titling his head to look over at her and she bites her lip smiling unsure why she liked his voice so much, and the way he had called her sweetheart.
Daryl smiles to himself, glancing at the clock and seeing they had only been gone a hour tops, and the farm house was clearly in view in front of them. He slowed the car, and pulled up behind his motorcycle. Daryl turned the car off and Rose climbed out seeing Jamie running to her, her little rain boots on splashing mud up as she ran and Rose crouched down, letting Jamie jump into her arms and she spun her around, pressing her lips to her face.
"Mommy! You're back!" Jamie squealed and Daryl walked over as Rick and Lori made their way over quickly with an umbrella.
"Come on, everyone's inside, Jamie ran out as soon as she saw the headlights." Rick said over the rain and smiled at Rose. The five headed back towards the farm house, and Rose smiled breathing in the smell of food, and wood burning. She kicked her mud covered shoes off, and pulled Jamie's off, setting the on the porch as Daryl took his off and she set Jamie down.
Rose sighed pulling her wet hair up into a ponytail again, and glanced around as Jamie ran around the house, following around Carl which made her smile, glad her daughter had someone to play with. Daryl walked towards the dining room where all the adults seemed to be. Rose looked around the crowded room, leaning against the wall as Daryl walked in getting everyone's attention.
"Walkers might be traveling into these parts." He says causing scared expressions to form on everyone's faces, "Rosie here didn't listen to me, and tried to be Buffy." He says glancing over at her as she glares, "We should be fine if we keep a look out all hours, switch off who's got watch every hour." Daryl says, pulling at the strap of his crossbow.
"Man, I knew letting her in was going to cause trouble." Shane said, sending her daggers and Rose stood her ground stepping forward.
"I know I should have listened to Daryl," She says softly, everyone turning to look at her. "But if I had I reckon he'd be dead right now." She says, with a slight shrug making Daryl roll his eyes.
"I would have been just fine." He spat out turning to her and she laughs shaking her head at him getting ready to snap back before Rick stood up, interrupting the argument.
"It's fine," He says sending Shane a look when he opened his mouth, "You did the right think saving Daryl.
"The hell she did!" Daryl growled, making Rose laugh.
"I so did cowgirl." She said smugly rolling her head to look at him as he glared and Rick sighed shaking his head.
"I'll keep watch first," Daryl grumbled and left the room angrily, Rose sighing running a hand through her hair. Everyone left the room then including Rose and she walked through the farm house, smiling when she found Jamie sitting in front of the fire with Carl, him telling her a story about how he got shot.
"Jim Jam," Jamie turned at the sound of her mother's voice and smiles up at her. "I think it's about time for bed baby." She says glancing at the window, glad the rain had died down some. Jamie groaned and stuck her bottom lip out.
"I don't wanna momma, I want to stay with Carl." She says and Rose sighs leaning her head against the door frame.
"Baby I'm sure it's about Carl's bedtime soon, and mommy's tired." She says holding her hand out, "You know I can't sleep alone." She says, pouting now and Jamie sighs, standing up sluggishly as she tells Carl goodnight and walks over to her mom.
"You're old mommy," She says taking her hand making Rose laugh, "You should be able to sleep alone." She says as the reach the porch, and the girls slip their shoes back on.
"I'd rather sleep with my baby though." She says and picks Jamie up, nuzzling into her hair making her giggle as they walk towards their tent. Rose listens to Jamie chatter on about her what she did at the farm while she was away, and how Carl took her to pet the horses, and Maggie let her ride on one.
Rose saw Daryl crouched down in front of his tent, gathering up some things she was sure so he could keep watch.
"Jamie go in and get changed into your pajamas, momma's got to talk to Mr. Daryl." She says setting Jamie down as Daryl glances over at her, standing up straight.
"Whadya want?" He asks glancing down as the Jamie waved at him before she hurried into the tent, "I got to go keep watch of the mess you made."
"You're something else Dixon," She says shaking her head chewing on her bottom lip as she thought of what she wanted to say, but all she could think of was his touch.
"S'that all you wanted? Or do you want to swap stories some more?" He asks acting like he didn't want to talk to her, but he actually did, he wasn't sure why, and he didn't want to know why.
Rose glares at him shaking her head, "Yeah, that's all I wanted dickhead." She says and turns, storming into the tent seeing Jamie sitting on her cot, in a night gown, a book in her hands.
"Why are you so mean to Mr. Daryl?" Jamie asks and Rose looks sighs, and sits on her cot running her hands down her face.
"You weren't supposed to hear that." She murmurs against her hands before looking back up at Jamie as she waited for her to answer. "Mr. Daryl is frustrating." She says shaking her head and stands up, pulling her shirt over her head and tosses it in the corner of the room.
"Was my daddy frustrating? What does frustrating mean?" Jamie had a hard time saying the word, and it came out as 'frusetating', but Rose freezes once the question left her mouth, and she bit her lip before going back through her suitcase, grabbing a lose shirt to pull on, then some shorts. "Is that why I don't have a daddy?" Rose sighs shaking her head and sits down on the cot beside Jamie.
"I…well that's some of the reasons." She says quietly, not sure what to say. Jamie never asked about her father before this, she always seemed so content with just having her mother, but Rose knew that she'd eventually wonder, and it was probably because she had been around Carl and his father all day.
"Is daddy gone cause you were mean to him? Like you are to Mr. Daryl?" She asks now looking up at her and Rose feels that pain in her heart, and she shakes her head.
"It's time to go to sleep baby, we'll talk about this later." She says and stands up, tucking Jamie in and handing her the stuffed rabbit, staring down at her for a moment before sighing, pressing her lips to her forehead. "Night."
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Daryl was just coming back from his watch, Andrea had relieved him and now he headed for his tent. He was tired to say the least after his long day, but he didn't think he'd be able to sleep, not with Rose and Jamie asleep in the tent next to him. His mind raced through everything that had happened today, everything Rose had done, had said. He was getting far too interested in her and it was best if he backed off now, left her and that little girl alone. The group would take care of them; he had to focus on finding Sophia. He knelt in front of his tent, unzipping it so he could go in when he heard the tent beside him unzip and Jamie peeked her little head out, smiling when she saw him.
"Mr. Daryl," She says softly and tips toe out of her tent and over to where he sat back.
"What are you doing up Jamie? You should get back to your momma." He says glancing over at the tent where he could hear Rose's steady breathing, and Jamie shook her head, clutching the stuffed rabbit in her hands.
"Mom's sleeping." She says quietly, and Daryl noticed she shared the same southern accent as her mother which made him smile a little, "She's not mean, my mommy." She says and Daryl looks at her confused.
"I never said she was mean." He says quietly and Jamie shakes her head rubbing her eyes.
"She called you a dickhead," This made Daryl laugh hearing a child as sweet as her say a word like that and he tried his hardest not to laugh to loudly, "She uses words like that a lot, she said you were frustrating her." Daryl smiles and stands up.
"Jamie you should go to bed." He says again and the little girl looks up at him shaking her head.
"My dad was frustrating." She says and Daryl frowned, "Mommy won't tell me about him…But you shouldn't be frustrating, so my mommy can be happy." Daryl sighed shaking his head and turned Jamie around walking her back over to the front of her tent opening the flap and saw Rose sleeping in the cot, her cover barely on her.
"Go to bed Jamie." He says and points to her bed and Jamie sighs, she turns around and wraps her arms around his legs.
"Thank you for bringing my mom back." She murmurs against his legs before pulling away and walked into her tent. Daryl watched as she climbed into her bed, and pulled her covers over her waving at him before he closed the tent and headed for his, thinking to himself that these girls were going to be the death of him.