"Oh my God," Marie said suddenly, causing Daryl to look over at her as they lay in their bed.

"What?" he asked.

"Do you know how long it's been since I went hunting with you?" He shrugged, although it was dark and she couldn't see him do so, she knew that was what he did. He always shrugged. The only light in the room was the glow of the night light in the bathroom. "A long damn time! You're going tomorrow, aren't you?"

"Yeah," he replied. He didn't know how he felt about her going out there anymore. Before he loved having her at his side, but now it seemed like the world out there was far too dangerous for the mother of his children. He could admit that they were reckless in the past, and he wanted to stop that now.

"Can I go with you? I think that my bow's gonna get cobwebs," she joked.

"Babe, I don't think that's such a good idea."

"Why?" Marie asked, knitting her brows.

"I don't want ya gettin' hurt. 'S still dangerous out there. I love ya, but yer safer here."

"Daryl, I'm not made of porcelain. I've been out there before. I can handle myself-as you've seen. Why now? Why do you now want me to stay here?"

"'Cause Marie, we were dumb 'fore. I ain't jus' goin' huntin' tomorrow. Me an' Andrew are gonna do some scavengin'."

"Because I've never done that before," Marie said stubbornly. She moved closer to him and used her arms to hold her up as she looked into his eyes. "Daryl, please just let me come with you. I'm getting stir crazy being here."

"Tol' ya I don' think 's a good idea."

"Daryl…" she leaned in and pressed a kiss on his jaw and then his neck.

"Ya think that's gonna work?"

"Maybe," she mumbled, pressing more kisses on his neck. She swung a leg over him and continued.

"Babe, I ain't-"

"Shh…" her lips moved down to his collar bone and nipped gently, all the while her fingers worked at the buttons on his shirt. His hand came up and gripped hers.

"This ain't workin'. Yer not usin' sex to get what ya want," he said.

"I'm not. Can't I just want to make love to the man that I love?" she asked, batting her eyelashes.

"We ain't playin' this game 'gain," he said. She had one this before. She wasn't getting her way so she used the fact that he could hardly keep his hands off her at any given time to her advantage and kissed him and took it pretty far before stopping abruptly until he promised that she could have her way. Well he wasn't falling for it this time!

"Daryl," she whined. She didn't like playing the whiney girl card, but it annoyed the hell out of him and it sometimes worked.

"Nope. That shit ain't helpin' ya get yer way."

"Okay, how's this. Either you let me go this time with you, or I go on the next run without you and you stay here with Parker and Airy."

"How 'bout ya ain't goin' nowhere period."

"And since when did you become my dictator?" she asked. She knew he was trying to protect her, but she wasn't having this whole 'I-Tarzan-you-Jane-I-man-you-woman.-Do-what-I-say. '

"You be good while Mommy's gone, okay?" Marie said, kissing Parker's cheek. "You too, Airy."

"Where ya goin'?" Airy asked.

"Me and Daddy are going to go find supplies, stuff we need."

"Long time?"

"No, we won't be gone a long time, honey. We'll be back before you know it." When Parker and Airy toddled back to what they were doing Marie moved over to Gavin.

"Be safe, okay, mom?"

"Of course, honey," Marie promised. "I always am," she gave him a grin.

"I know. It's jus' scary." Every time he spoke, she could hear his slight southern twang come though. Thanks, Daryl, she thought with a laugh. Come to think of it, all of her children sounded like Daryl. They didn't take anything after her, it seemed like. They didn't look like her to speak like her.

"Yeah, I know. I love you."

"I love you too," he said, hugging her.

Marie told Sophia and Carl goodbye before walking to the car that she, Daryl, and Andrew would be taking. She hoped that her children would be okay. Before she could get in the car, she heard a familiar voice.

"Aunt Marie, Uncle Daryl," she didn't notice until that moment that Daryl was about to get in the car too.

"What is it, Carl?" Marie asked.

"When you come back…do you think that you could teach me how to drive?" he asked.

"Me too," Sophia said.

Daryl and Marie shared a look. It was Rick's job to teach Carl…But Sophia should know…

"Maybe," Daryl said. "We'll talk 'bout it when we come back," he promised.

"My dad won't do it," Carl said. "I don't understand him sometimes."

"Carl, you'd think that by now you'd get that your father is one of the most confusing people ever. But if he won't, I'll teach you," she said.

"Yeah right," Daryl laughed.

"What?" she asked.

"You can't drive."

"Bull shit, I can too."

"When? When's the last time ya've drove?"

She actually had to think about that one…Come to think of it…Had he ever seen her drive? Hm…maybe not…That was kind of odd.

"Fine, I'll prove it now. I'm driving," Marie said, in hope of proving a point.

"No way. Yer gonna wreck us," he said. "I ain't gonna get killed 'cause yer stubborn as hell an' wanna prove a point. Show me some other time."

"Keys," she held her hand out expectantly.

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"Yes."

"Thank you," she said. He made a face. "You really thought that was going to work? I ain't Daffy Duck. I'm certainly Bugs, Daffy," she grinned.

"Nah, I'm Bugs, yer Daffy." One of the older movies/tv shows that they had in the collection was Looney Toones and Airy loved it so much. They always had to watch it.

"You're both Daffy," Andrew said, taking the keys from Daryl's hand.

"Hey!" They both protested.

"Get your feathery asses in the car," he told them jokingly. Marie rolled her eyes and laughed. Daryl sent him a glare and was laughing-secretly so-on the inside. He still had an appearance to keep up. I mean after all, he wasn't the guy that walked around carrying a baby in a pink blanket or anything. Andy had seen Daryl with the children and Andy didn't find Daryl scary after that, it was just appearances.

"So what are we doing first?" Marie asked. "Hunting or scavenging?"

"Scavenging," Daryl said. "We gotta go into a town area, that way we'll have the daylight." They all accepted that reply and went on. Marie sat in the backseat just thinking.

"Do either of you ever think about the structure we had in the past? I mean like the government and the president?" Andrew asked Daryl and Marie.

The couple shared a look and shook their heads. "No," they admitted.

"Really? I mean you'd think that they'd have to know something in Washington…I just want to figure this damn thing out. We are safe and all for now but…There'll be a time when we have to be on the run again, that's how this thing works. When you feel like you're sitting pretty-so to speak-this damn world knocks you down again…" Daryl and Marie know the truth behind his words. They'd experienced it several times…The camp outside Atlanta, the farm, the prison…It all fell to pieces before too long. It was just a matter of when…They'd been lucky for a year. Parker and Airy weren't infants anymore, Gavin was learning to shoot-a crossbow and a gun. The crossbow was still a bit hard for him to reload, but give it some time and he'll be able to shoot anything.

"So what are we scavenging for?" Marie wanted to change the subject. She didn't want to think about having to take her kids out on the road again. She loved their little cozy safe haven. The children were happy…they were safe.

"The hunting and camping store in town, the thrift shop, and the old bakery-I figure the flour and stuff may be still good, if it was stored right," Andrew said.

AN: I'm a terrible, awful person, I know. I should've updated forever ago…I've just lost my muse. Slowly, with the new season and my newest story "In a World Belonging to the Dead" I'm starting to get it back. But, if nobody's interested anymore (I understand) I need to know. So, if you want me to continue, I need reviews for this chapter and I need them ASAP. I have a number in my head and I want any person that's interested in me continuing to review here, thanks.