Savannah POV

I sat at the edge of the water washing some of the clothes alone. Lori had offered to help but I needed some time to myself. Daryl had been gone for hours, but I wasn't worried it was normal for him to find solitude in the forest.

"Hey Savannah how are you doing huh? You're all by yourself" Dale said coming from behind me and sitting down

"I...I just needed some time to myself…" I sighed softly

"I understand...Sometimes it's good to be alone. But you know, we're all here for ya. You're not alone in this and you certainly don't have to feel as if you can't ask for help"

I smiled weakly " I can't ask anyone of what I need. I cannot….I cannot ask others to...to deal with my problems. Because they are my problems and...only I can deal with them….and...it just happens that...this problem...I can't…"

Dale frowned "You're speaking of Jon aren't ya?"

I didn't answer, but my silence gave him my answer. He put a hand on my shoulder and squeezed it lightly.

"You shouldn't have to deal with that Savannah. No one should. You, Carol...you're both going through the same things...and good people like you shouldn't have to deal with it...You are a strong woman...stronger than you realize"

I smiled "Thank you Dale...I wish I had your confidence…"

"Savannah! Get your ass over here!" Jon yelled to me

Dale looked at me "You don't have to go you know?"

"I…" I started to say but felt myself being pulled

"I told you to come now!" he grabbed me by the jaw and made me look into his glaring face. "You listen to what I say!"

Dale stepped forward "Hey! Let her go"

Jon looked at Dale and glared at him, throwing me to the ground.

"Did you just tell me what to do old man? I can kick the shit out of you!" Jon stepped forward threateningly

"I am not afraid of you. You are a coward! Picking on your wife who you should be treating with respect! She deserves better than you!"

Jon's face looked dangerously angry and he stepped forward, about to strike Dale when someone pushed Jon backwards. While I had been so busy focusing on Dale and Jon, terrified of what was about to happen, Daryl had come back to camp and caught wind of what was happening.

"Back off you piece of shit. Don't you lay a hand on her again you got it? I see you touch anyone and I swear, you'll be walker food" he said getting right up in his face, icy blue eyes looking deadly as they looked into Jon's.

"Fuck off , you're nothing but Redneck trash. And I'll gladly put out the garbage" He stepped forward trying to drive Daryl backwards, but instead Daryl stepped forward into him, forcing Jon backwards.

"Put your hands on anybody...and I will put a arrow through your thick skull" he said still glaring at Jon

Jon for the one time in his life, had someone who challenged him, who brought him to his knees like the dog he was. And he certainly wasn't liking it. He would get back at Daryl...or at least try...and that is what worries me…

Jon stomped away, swearing all the way until he was out of sight.

Daryl looked over at me and for a brief moment our eyes met, holding a burning emotion of understanding...and pain...that we both shared…

He then walked away and didn't look back, he too walking out of site...Daryl had defended me, even though I thought after what had happened last between us he had hated me…

"Savannah are you alright?" Dale came over to asking worriedly

"I...I'm..I'm fine…"

Daryl Dixon is the most confusing man I had ever met…and I doubt that I would ever understand it...maybe I just didn't want to…

Later on that day I sat in camp by the RV. I didn't want to be near Jon right now...and I wasn't sure if Daryl wanted me near him.

"Hi Mrs Savannah!" Little Sophia came up to me, a smile on her face.

"Sophia its so good to see you how are you?"

"I'm ok. Just bored. Umm...Savannah...do you mind brushing my hair?"

I smiled and nodded "Of course my dear just sit down here in front"

She smiled widely and did as I asked handing me the brush. I gently brushed through her light caramel hair, trying not to pull it.

"You have such pretty hair Sophia"

"It gets knotted alot though….Its not as pretty as yours...I wish I was as pretty as you…"

I laughed softly "Oh my dear Sophia...you are beautiful..you are a beautiful girl and will grow into a beautiful woman. Do not wish that you are someone else...because you are just as good as anyone else..just as good...And don't let anyone think anyone any different ok?"

She smiled and nodded "Ok Miss Savannah...Thank you. You know you are so nice"

I chuckled a little "That is very sweet to say my dear. You too are a very nice girl. How is your mom been doing?"

"She's been ok...Dad has been being mean to her again…" she frowned "Dad is always mean to us...it's not fair…"

"I know my dear...I understand...it isn't fair in the slightest and you shouldn't be treated that way by any man…You have to remember when you grow up and you meet a man, that you pick one that is kind, respectful and would never lay a hand on you yes?"

She nodded "Like you and Daryl?"

My face went beet red and I cleared my throat "Me and Daryl? Where did you get that from?"

"Me and Carl have been watching" she giggled "He is always watching you and you are always watching him. He makes you smile and you make him smile. You two should be together. And plus you two are always going off hunting! You two would make an awesome couple!"

I laughed at how cute and excited she sounded "And what of husband hmm? What about him?"

"Oh you shouldn't be together he's reeeeeaaallly mean like Dad. You should leave him and be with Daryl! That would be really cute!" she giggled

Again I couldn't help but laugh again, so innocent and adorable. Her eyes were sparkling with excitement. She was trying so hard to set us up it was hilarious. I wish it was that simple, but it never would be, not while Jon was around.

"I wish dear Sophia...I wish it were simple but it isn't…"

"Are you scared of Jon, Miss Savannah?"

This question caught me off guard, it was a question I had been asking myself for years and the answer was still the same as always. So I told her.

"Yes"