*This chapter is long! Well relatively long haha So I'm getting close to the end of season two, meaning that I'm going to start writing my own story lines for the group…But I am going to loosely go off what happens in the graphic novel, like finding the prison. So I hope you all like this chapter! It's taking place in episode 11 so fair warning lovies. Thank you all for reading I really appreciate it and I hope you like this chapter! Don't forget to review!
Daryl and Rose had been in better moods lately, everyone could tell and even though they two tried to hide it as much as possible, everyone was aware that something was going on between them. Rose was lounging in the barn that had been long since cleaned out, no signs of walkers ever been kept in there were noticed, and she sat on one of the hay barrels Jamie sitting in front of her with a chick in her lap.
"Mommy, what was daddy like?" Jamie asked pulling Rose from her thoughts of Daryl and she sighed shaking her head. Jamie had been asking about Ryder a lot lately, and Rose had been answering her questions, thinking it was about time Jamie started learning the truth. She hadn't seen her father since she was young so Rose pulled out her wallet she still carried around and pulled out the only picture she had of Ryder and Jamie, the only time he had ever come to see her.
"He was sweet, funny, and really childish" Rose says smiling a little as she hands Jamie the folded up picture, Jamie taking it and looking at it, memorizing her father's face. "He just wasn't ready to have a family." Rose could tell Jamie was getting upset and she stands up quickly, stretching her arms over her head.
"Time for our work out babe." She says pushing Jamie's head gently to catch her attention and her daughter giggles, shoving the picture into her coat pocket.
"You mean it's time for you to work out mommy." Jamie stated, watching as her mother started to stretch before she dropped to the ground.
"Yeah, Yeah make sure to keep count for me." Rose says, and started to do pushups, keeping her bad ankle off the ground as she counted in her head how many she was doing, faster than the numbers Jamie were saying out loud.
Andrea rounded the corner of the barn, laughing a little at the sight of Rose doing pushups as Jamie counted them out, holding that baby chick in her hands.
"Fifty-five huh?" Andrea asked coming in making Rose let out a sigh as she flopped over, trying to catch her breath. "You could have kept going." She says standing over Rose now, passing her a water bottle, Rose shaking her head.
"Jamie was behind a few, I was at sixty, and my smoky lungs can't handle more than that." She coughs sitting up some to drink the water, Andrea sitting across from her. "Hear anything about Shane and Rick?" Rose breaths out, setting her water bottle down as Andrea nods; Rick and Shane had left to set Randall free since his leg was better now, they'd gone alone and they weren't that well-armed, only their own personal guns to help keep each other safe.
"They're back now, both are pretty beat up." Andrea said, "A heard of walkers showed up, and they couldn't let the kid die so Randall's with them. Oh and apparently he knew Maggie, knew this farm. Daryl's getting some information out of the kid now."
Rose sighed shaking her head, "He's going to kill the kid." She mutters as Andrea stands up and gives her a hand up, "You still owe me a race you know." Rose teased bumping into Andrea playfully as she laughed giving her a nod. Andrea and Rose had agreed to go running with each other, and the two girls had gotten into a debate on who was faster, so they decided to race.
"I know I do, later today I swear." Andrea said smiling as Jamie walked over holding the chick up towards her, "And who's that Jim Jam?" She asks with a smile as Jamie giggled, she had liked the nick name Andrea had given her.
"Her name is Huevo." Jamie chimed as the little chick chirped Andrea smiled.
"Huevo?" She question raising an eyebrow and Jamie nods smiling over at her mom.
"Huevo is egg in Spanish, mommy taught me that." She says happily and Rose smiles ruffling her daughter's hair as Andrea laughed.
"Come one Chicken Little, we need to go put Huevo back in the coop. Then mommy's going to make sure Mr. Daryl isn't killing anyone." She muttered that last part to Andrea who chuckled.
"I can take Jamie for you; you go check on your man." Andrea teased and Rose made a face, trying to hide her blush as she shook her head.
"Daryl's not my man Andrea." She says and Andrea only shrugged before the three parted ways, Jamie and Andrea heading towards the chicken coop, and Rose towards the shed.
Rose ran her fingers through her hair, pulling it back and tying it up into a messy bun, then moved her hands to pull her slim tank top down some slowing her pace when she heard the sound of Randall's cries. She sighs waiting outside the shed before the door opens, Daryl walking out his knuckles bloody making her frown.
"Really?" She asked raising an eyebrow as he shrugged, "Was that necessary?" She asked taking his hand, examining his cuts. "You need to get this cleaned." She mumbled and Daryl rolled his eyes pulling his hands back, and moved to grip her waist pulling her close.
"S'fine Rosie," He says and Rose sighs looking up at him. "You been working out?" He questions as he took in her disheveled appearance and she nods.
"Yup, while you were beating up a kid." She says pressing her lips to his jaw before pulling back. "I'm sure the group would love to hear what you found out." She said watching as Daryl grimaced. "What?" She asked and he shook his head, leaning down to kiss her gently, stroking her cheek.
"The kid's group isn't one we should be messing with." He mumbles and Rose frowns nodding slowly.
"Well come on then, you need to tell Rick." She says moving to start to walk towards the camp, but Daryl gripped her waist from behind pulling her into his chest, his arms wrapping around her middle as he pressed his lips to her shoulder.
They hadn't done much, just a few stolen kisses and the usual flirty banter. But Rose was content with it; she liked him like this, when he wasn't angry and closed off like how he was when she first met him. She leaned her head back against his shoulder as his lips traveled up her neck, leaving a trail of heat as he went, making her shiver a little once his hands moved under her tank top.
"People are going to see." She sighs, moving her hands over top hiss as he hummed against her neck, pulling her a little closer. "Daryl," She breathed out as he nipped at her pulse point before he pulled his hands back, resting them on the small of her back and pushed her forward.
"Get to walking then, and stop trying to get us caught." He teased pressing his lips to her cheek and she laughed shaking her head as the headed towards the camp, walking beside each other now.
"You play dirty Dixon." She says glancing over at him and he smiles shaking his head.
"Never said I didn't." Rose laugh rolling her eyes at him before Jamie spotted the two and ran over, the group was gathered in a circle, everyone turning and looking over at Daryl as he pulled at the strap of his crossbow.
"The boy there got a gang." Daryl starts looking around at everyone as Rose takes Jamie's hand, waking over to sit down, "Thirty men, they have heavy artillery and they ain't lookin' to make friends." Rose bites her lip looking over at Rick as he took in everything Daryl said, "They roll through here and our boys are dead, and our women…They gonna wish they were." He says his eyes moving towards Rose and Jamie, trying not to think about what Randall had told him, how they rapped those girls.
"What did you do?" Rose glances over as Carol spoke, seeing her eye Daryl's hand as he glanced down at it as well giving her a small shrug.
"We had a little chat." He says, looking back over at her before heading over to Rose, Carol turning to walk away as well. Jamie smiles as Daryl sits beside her on the log, taking his hand to look at his knuckles whispering to him as Rick told them that no one was to go near the guy. Rose glanced over at Lori as she asked him the question everyone was thinking, what he was going to do with Randall.
Rose agreed when Rick said they'd have to kill him, he was a threat, and she didn't want him anywhere near her daughter. Dale seemed to be the only one against killing Randall and Rose felt bad, knowing he was the only one who seemed to still have some compassion for Randall, since he was just a kid still. Rose leaned back in the lawn chair as Dale walked after Rick, the group all going back to their chores now.
"Do you think we should kill him?" Rose looked down at Jamie when she asked, looking between Rose and Daryl, Rose biting her lip.
"He's dangerous baby." Rose say frowning and Jamie furrows her eyebrows nodding slowly leaning her head against Daryl's arm. "Maybe Rick will decide to let him go." Rose says quietly to her, brushing her hair from her eyes.
"I think Mr. Rick should listen to Grandpa." Jamie says looking over at her mom as Rose nods, "Grandpa's really smart, he's always right I think." She says and Rose smiles.
"You want to go spend some time with Dale?" Rose asks as she sees Dale heading back to his RV, and Jamie grins nodding her head. "Alright, you go ahead and go bother him while I clean up Mr. Daryl's hands." Rose says pressing a kiss to Jamie's forehead, watching as she skipped towards Dale, calling out 'grandpa' to catch his attention. Dale turns at the sound of her voice smiling as she ran over to him and threw her arms around his legs, before he lead her towards the RV, her second favorite place next to the stables. Rose smiles turning to look at Daryl now.
"You gonna give me a lecture about my fists?" He asks and Rose shakes her head, standing up, Daryl doing the same as they headed towards her tent.
"Nope, just going to hurt you with lots of rubbing alcohol." She teases unzipping her tent, and steps in flopping down on her cot and reached under it to pull out the first aid as Daryl took his place beside her.
Daryl watches as Rose pulls out some gauze, and a few alcohol wipes setting them to the side as he rests his hand on her thigh, her smiling over at him before she starts to clean the cuts, him gritting his teeth from the sting of the alcohol.
"Don't be a baby Daryl," She teases when she notices his discomfort, him glaring at her as she laughs a little getting all the blood from his knuckles, then puts some of the antibacterial cream on the cuts, then wraps his hand up. Rose lets her fingers travel along his bandaged hand glancing back up at him as he gave her a small smile before he leaned forward, pushing her back on the bed, hovering over her.
"I'm not a baby." He says making her smile before he leans down, pressing his lips to the side of her mouth his hand moving up her side as she leaned up some, kissing him again pulling him closer by the collar of his shirt.
Rose nips at his bottom lip, laughing against his lips as he let out a gruff noise, his hands tightening a little on her waist before he deepens the kiss, his tongue tracing her bottom lip then moved his lips along her cheek, taking his hand and tilting her head to the side as he moved to her neck.
Rose let out a small moan, feeling Daryl smirk against her skin because of it as he moves his hands under her shirt, "Daryl." She murmured, feeling him hum against her neck in reply before he moved to look at her pressing his lips to hers again, "Can I ask you a question?"
Daryl smiles a little kissing her again before he rolled off her, lying on his side beside her on the cot as she turned to him. "You just asked me a question." He murmurs, brushing her bangs from her face as she smiles rolling her eyes.
"Well I need to ask you another," She says biting her lip when he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him as he nods giving her the okay to ask, "How did you find them?" She whispers, licking her bottom lip when he looked at her confused. "The group, how'd you find them?" She asks and Daryl nods slowly, sighing a little.
"Merle found 'im," He says grimly thinking of his brother, and Rose frowns pressing a kiss to his jaw. "We'd been stayin' in the woods, hunting, camping; we barely had anything left but a bunch of squirrels and a few bottles of water." He says Rose listening carefully as he spoke, her hand moving up his arm.
"Merle ran into our man Glenn, almost shot him dead 'till I stopped 'em." Daryl says chuckling, "Glenn was a little jumpy when it came to being around Merle, but eventually my brother convinced the china man to take us to the group, where they said we could stay as long as we helped out." Rose smiles shaking her head at Daryl.
"Glenn's Korean, you know that." She says laughing a little as he shrugged. "So you've been with the group ever since? Even after..." She trailed off, he had told her about what had happened in Atlanta, about his brother being left behind, how he only found his hand when he went back to save him, about the CDC, he had told her everything.
"This group was all I had left, they needed me, and I couldn't just abandon them to get eaten by them walkers." Daryl says gruffly, rolling over onto his back, a hand going behind his head the other still underneath Rose. "But it's different now, this group is different, it's broke." He says glancing over at Rose when she grew quiet.
"What do you mean?" She whispers and Daryl turning to look back up at sky through the tent's netting.
"Rick only follows by what Shane says, which ain't the best choice in my opinion…Shane…He's a strong man, good at doing the dirty work but he just don't think straight, especially since he's got a thing for Rick's woman still." Daryl says shaking his head looking over at Rose as she nods. Rose had been very aware that Shane and Lori had weird vibes, and she could only assume that something had happened between the two, and now it kind of all made since when Daryl said it, Shane was probably so strung out since Lori was pregnant, and it was more than likely his baby.
Rose looks up at Daryl, moving the rest her chin on his chest as he looks down at her, him moving to pull her hair from its bun, and ran his fingers threw it pulling her up some to kiss her, smiling as she straddled his waist.
"You ain't scared of someone walking by?" He questions sitting up some as his hands go to her hips and she only smiles taking his face in her hands and leaned down to kiss him, Daryl's hands moving to pull her shit over her head as she worked at the buttons of his shirt, freezing when she heard the sound of someone clearing their throat.
"If you two could finish up relatively soon I need to speak to Daryl," The sound of Rick's voice flooded the tent and Rose's face turned bright red and she buried her face into Daryl's shoulder hearing Rick laugh before he walked away, Daryl grumbling to himself as he laid back in the bed, Rose climbing off of him.
"I uh...I uh need to change then go to the RV." Rose mumbled running her hand through her messy hair as Daryl sat up, looking up at her smiling a little at her flustered appearance.
"Yeah, I better go talk with Rick." He says and stands up, taking her hand and pulling her close again, pressing his lips to hers, calming her down.
"Looks like the cat is out of the bag." Rose mumbles against his lips as he chuckles running his fingers through her hair, kissing her again gently.
"Guess so," He says smiling down at her before pulling away, "I'll catch you later alright?" He asks and Rose nods, waving at him as he heads out the tent leaving her alone to clear her mind. She shakes her head smiling to herself before sitting back on her bed.
She glanced around her tent, grabbing a few of her clean things, throwing all of her and Jamie's dirty clothes into the laundry basket in the corner of the tent before stripping from her sweats she had been wearing, tossing them into the basket too, and used the diaper wipes she had to clean of any dirt and sweat on her body, throwing them into the make shift trash bin before pulling on a pair of jeans and a blue sweater, putting her boots on and then ran a brush through her hair. Once she was dressed she headed out the tent and towards the RV, and when she got close to it she heard the faint sound of music and then Jamie's giggles which made her smile. She knocked once then let herself in, seeing Dale with Jamie's hands in his, her feet on top of his as he danced with her.
"Well what's going on here?" Rose laughs Dale and Jamie both turning to look at her.
"Jamie said she missed music so I pulled out my old record player." Dale explained Jamie running over to her mother and pulled at her hand, begging her to dance with her. Rose picked Jamie up, and spun her around making her giggle as she took her hand and swayed them back and forth.
"You should have broken this out earlier," Rose says looking over at Dale as he smiles softly giving her a small shrug.
"I never really thought about it before until Jamie brought it up." Dale says going to sit back down but Rose shakes her head and grips his hand pulling him back up.
"Who said you were done dancing?" Rose teases as he laughs shaking his head.
"Yeah grandpa! Dance with us!" Jamie cheered as Dale laughed taking Rose's hand, his other going to her waist, as Rose held Jamie up with her free arm, the three dancing and laughing.
It stayed that way for a couple a minutes until Dale was to worn out, and Rose now sat beside him on the couch of the camper, Jamie sitting on the floor drawing a picture.
"Rose I need to ask you something." Dale says looking over at her and Rose nods. "Rick has agreed to let us decide as a group of what we're going to do with Randall." Rose sighs glancing down at Jamie as she looked up at Dale.
"I think we should let him live." Jamie says smiling over at Dale before she went back to drawing, Dale turning his attention back to Rose.
"I think that he needs to be off this farm." Rose says looking over at Dale, "I don't care wither if Rick decides to let him go, or…terminate the treat. But as long as he's away from the group, away from Jamie, from Carl." Rose says and takes Dale's hand in hers.
"But if you want me to stand by you in keeping Rick from killing the boy, then I will." Rose says honestly, giving Dale's hand a reassuring squeeze and he smiles at her, letting her lean in to hug him.
"Thank you Rose," He murmurs pulling back and gave her a smile, "Let's hope Daryl is as opened minded as you are." Dale says and stands, "I'm going to go talk to him now; you and Jamie can stay in here if you like." Dale says and waves the two goodbye before heading out of the RV.
It was dark now, and Rose stood outside her tent, a cigarette in hand as she listened to Jamie humming from inside. The group had had their meeting, and the decision came down to Randall being killed still. Dale was really broken up about it and had stormed out after telling Daryl that he was right about the group being broken. Rose glanced towards the barn where Rick, Shane, and Daryl were about to out down Randall, and Rose for some reason couldn't help but feel guilty over it. She knew it wasn't her fault, he had stood beside Dale just like she had said, and Andrea did as well; but it didn't help any, the majority ruled. Rose wondered why there was no gun shot, the boys had been in their now for a good amount of time to have buried a bullet in the kids head, but there was no shot, and she assumed they'd taken a quieter route to take him out. So to see Rick, Shane, and Carl walking back towards the group, Rick seeing a little grim.
"We're keeping him in custody for now," Rick says Rose waking over to the group, glancing behind her as Jamie came out of the tent.
"I'm gonna find Dale." Andrea said and Jamie ran over to her, gripping her sweater.
"Can I come too? I want to tell grandpa the good news, Mommy can I?" Jamie begged turning over to look at her mom and Rose nods her and Andrea sharing a glance and she knew Jamie would be safe with her. Rose watched as Andrea took Jamie's hand and the two headed towards the RV, Rose sighing as she looked over at Lori and Rick once Carl had gone inside like his mother said.
Rose listened in on Lori and Rick's conversation, shaking her head at the thought of Carl wanting to watch them shoot Randall. She understood why Rick had decided not to go through with it, having his little boy actually wanting to watch something like that? She didn't know what she'd do if Jamie ever said something like that.
"Where's Daryl?" Rose asks now once Lori and Rick had finished, the two both sitting around the fire and Rick smiles a little looking up at her.
"He's back at the shed, getting Randall resituated." Rick says and Rose smiles nodding, Rick goes to say something else but is caught off by the sound of someone's screams, everyone recognizing Dale's voice instantly.
Rose looked around, realizing that Jamie was with Andrea, who had gone after Dale and her heart dropped, she grabbed her shotgun from the inside of her tent and ran.
"Jamie!" She shouted running towards the sounds of Dale's cries, praying he was okay but needing to find her daughter. She head Andrea shouting out Dale now, followed by Jamie's 'grandpa' and Rose ran faster, seeing everyone running in the same direction as her before she saw the walker, saw Daryl take down the walker, and then waved his arms around, calling everyone over to where he was.
"Dale!" Rose screamed stopping dead in her tracks when she saw him, her hand going to her mouth as she held back a sob.
"Grandpa?" Rose's head turned to the sound of Jamie's cry and Rose ran over to her picking her up and turning her away from Dale, not wanting her to see him. Dale laid there on the ground, making pained moans, his voice only coming out as bloody gurgles as he trembled, his stomach ripped open. Rose fell to her knees now, listening to Rick trying to reassure Dale, Andrea sobbing over him, everyone shouting for Hershel has he ran over. But Rose knew, there was no way they could save Dale, he had a gaping hole in his stomach, his insides were spilling out, there was nothing they could do, nothing but put him out of his misery. Rose squeezed her eyes shot, running her hand over Jamie's hair, shushing her as she sobbed into her mother's hair. Rose head Hershel speak the same thing Rose was thinking, everyone now crying louder as Rick shouted, Dale still making horrible gurgling sounds, and Andrea shouted for someone to do something. Rose looked up now, seeing Rick pointing the at Dale, cocking the gun, his hand trembling but he didn't get to pulling the trigger before Daryl took the gun from him, dropping to one knee as he aimed the gun at Dale's head. Rose flinches at the sound of a gunshot that followed Daryl's 'Sorry Brother', Jamie now crying harder in her arms.