"Tell me something about you that no one knows," Daryl said as they faced each other in bed later that night. He ran his hands over her back, and she was touching his cheek as if she didn't think he was real, or really there.

There was still music playing in the background, and it was soft and soothing. "Come and Get Your Love" by Redbone, still on her happy mix playlist.

He brushed her hair from her face and swept it behind her ear and smiled at her then he took her hand and just held it in his entwining their fingers. It felt right.

Hey, with it baby cause you're fine, and you're mine, and you look so divine

They had been laying there talking for a while, but he was getting tired, and Allie could tell. "I already know you cuss like a sailor in bed, which I love."

Allie's face burned, but she laughed. There was a lot to tell and a lot she wanted to know about him as well.

"Hmm, well sometimes I don't sleep well, like you, which is why I was so worried about you sleeping. Luna helps because she cuddles up to me, so I wish I could have more cats, but I can't here," She said with a smile, "I love all kinds of music, but you know that already. I love pickles on everything, I hate mayonnaise, and I listen to Metallica every day on my way to work," Allie said.

"Enter Sandman?" Daryl asked.

"Hell no, Battery," She said with a grin, and he smiled too, she was full of surprises, the happy playlist, reggae and Metallica, and what else?

"I already know the books you like, tell me something else," He said eagerly.

"You tell me something," Allie countered and kissed him softly, "It's your turn now."

He couldn't say no to her; he never would again.

"I love Metallica, I could eat pizza every day of the week, and I hate soda. I would rather be on my bike than just about anywhere else on a warm day. I watch House Hunters every time it's on and that show with the twin brothers." He said. "I make Merle tape it if I, ya know can't watch it or whatever."

"Me too!" She laughed, "Property Brothers, I love them. My friend Tara makes fun of me for it, but I don't care. She's into that Zombie show and the one about the hillbillies in Kentucky, I just can't."

"I get a lot of good ideas from those shows, Merle and I redid our whole house, and a lot of what we did was from what I watched," He said, "Also I hate mayonnaise too, it's fucking gross."

Allie smiled at him.

"I think that's awesome that you used those ideas, I can't watch mindless stuff I need to be… I don't know, learning." She said.

Daryl gazed at her as she spoke, he was exhausted, but there was so much going through his head now. When he got up that morning, he had never dreamed that this would happen. Even when he had seen her on the side of the street earlier, he never in his wildest dreams thought they would end up here.

But they were and shared so many common traits.

"I really hope this isn't a one-night stand," Daryl said suddenly running his hand over her hip, although he had thought it he hadn't wanted to push her. She had been through a lot like he had and he knew to tread lightly, even if he was ready to propose to her right that second.

"It's not." She said fixing her eyes on him.

"I don't know how I'm going to be able to stop myself from wanting to kiss you when I see you now." Daryl said as she brushed the hair out of his face and smiled at him, "It's going to be hard not to touch you like I wanna, won't be able to keep my hands off of ya now at the hospital."

"Well, you have to pay extra for that." She grinned at him.

"You are the sweetest thing that's ever happened to me." He said taking her hand and kissing her palm, "As soon as I'm done with this cancer thing…"

"Just get well first, that's all I care about." Allie said, "I'm not going anywhere."

She wasn't going anywhere, that was enough for him.

"I'm so tired now," Daryl said with a yawn.

"Me too," Allie replied.

At the same time, they both sat up, turned their pillows over onto the cold side and then grinned at each other, shaking their heads at how alike they were. They laid back down facing each other in the darkness, and Daryl took Allie's hand again, it fit, and it felt so right.

"Allie?"

"Yeah,"

"I gotta ask you something alright," Daryl said.

"Ask me anything you want to," She answered, meeting his eyes in the darkness.

"Are you afraid to have sex with me, I mean if you don't want to, that's different. I understand that if you aren't ready."

"No, "She answered, "It's just that I care about you, about your well being, but I want to."

"Good," He ran his thumbs along her hands, "Cause realistically, I feel fine, and if it's that bomb, that's the way I wanna go out anyway." He said with a grin.

She never laughed so hard in all her life.

"But I'm not sayin that wasn't a first class hand job, cause it was." He said and made her laugh even harder.

Soon they fell into a peaceful and contented sleep next to each other, with the music still playing and they were still holding hands.

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The ringing of the cell phone woke them both up, and Daryl reached for it on the bedside stand not even lifting his head. Allie was wrapped around him like a vine, and he tried not to disturb her but knew it was no use.

The sun was shining in the window but it was still early as far as Daryl could tell.

Before he even said hello he could hear Merle yelling. He held the phone away from his ear with one hand and then looked at his other hand which was holding Allie up against him as the little spoon. Luna, the cat, was lying across his feet, and they hadn't even been properly introduced.

He had no time to contemplate the fact that Allie was the first woman he'd shared a bed with and he had reached out to her in his sleep. It was mind boggling to him.

Allie sat up next to him as he spoke to Merle or rather got yelled at by Merle like he was a teenager that missed curfew.

"Hey, slow your roll," Daryl said into the phone, but Merle just kept yelling. "You knew I was with Allison."

"Fuck you man, why didn't you call me, or answer the phone or text?" Merle bellowed, "I've been sitting here worried that you were dead somewhere."

Daryl knew that Merle was exaggerating just a bit.

"I'm alive, ya happy now?"

"No ya fuckhead, you shoulda called me," Merle yelled.

"I was busy." He said and looked over at Allie and winked. She turned bright red, and he smiled at how easy it was to make her blush.

"You could have been passed out somewhere and I woulda never known, ya asshole, did you shut off your phone?" Merle screamed, then he stopped his tirade as the dots all connected in his brain, "Wait, Busy? You mean busy, busy?" Merle snickered, "You fucked her didn't you?"

"No!"

"Bullshit, you did," Merle said with a merry laugh, "Andrea owes me a pizza."

"I'm not having this conversation with you."

"Tell me you at least got a Blowjob?", Merle continued, "Something?"

"Nope,"

"Come on; I've been pimping this thing since the start, at least let me know it wasn't all in vain."

"I'm hanging up Merle," Daryl said and put the phone down as Merle still continued to talk. Daryl could hear his voice yelling "Get it brother" as he hit the end button on his phone and Allie blushed again.

"I think it's still early, let's go back to sleep." She said, and he agreed.

Daryl laid back down and faced her then he wrapped his arms around her, and they both fell back to blissful sleep.