Thank you to everyone who's followed/favorited/ reviewed. All of it is so very much appreciated, and it keeps me writing. Apologies for not updating this week, new class started and had to get settled in with it. I'm not really 100% happy with this chapter, but it kind of needed to get wrote, got to have other character interaction somewhere. Pretty sure next chapter will be Allie's thoughts. As always, enjoy and review!

Daryl walked out to the truck in the bright morning light; Allie was leaning against the driver's door, waiting for him. "Where ya think you're going? I don't necessarily need ya with me." Daryl gruffed at Allie, hoping she would get his drift.

Allie shot him an exasperated look, "Mom's still on the warpath, kinda trying to give her some space today before we go over to the Miller's. I want to go to your camp with you, meet your people. I met Rick and Beth, they brought you here. I'd like to meet the rest of them, if that's ok?"

"I guess if yer wantin' to give your mama some space then come on, let's go." Daryl wasn't going to argue with Allie's logic, when Natalie was pissed it was sometimes better to avoid her than deal with her. Especially if you were the object of her anger; Daryl knew he was on her shit list. Allie was probably getting there with her choice of getting to know Daryl, over letting him go.

Daryl slid into the driver's seat as Allie opened the passenger door, jumping into the seat. Allie began picking at her fingernails with her knife, digging the dirt out from under the nails. "I don't think Mom likes it that I want to know you; that I want to spend time with you. I think it pissed her off last night when we took off on the horses. She should have trusted you to take care of me. I don't think there's anyone else I'd feel safer with than you Daryl."

Daryl glanced over at his daughter; a grin crept across his chapped lips. It had been awhile since someone had paid him a compliment; it made him feel good that his little girl felt safe with him. Daryl would do anything he had to, to keep Allie safe. "Yeah, your mama never was one for being second best. Ain't nobody you'd be safer with than me, 'cept my brother. Ain't gonna let nothing happen to you Allie, promise ya that."

"Thanks Daryl, that makes me feel better knowing you're there for me."Allie grinned at her Dad, it made her heart swell knowing he cared about her, even thought he wouldn't out rightly admit it.

Daryl wasn't too pleased that Maggie pulled a gun on him when he pulled into the driveway of the McCaffrey place. Allie pointed her gun at Maggie, finger tense on the trigger. Maggie lowered her gun once she realized it was Daryl, the held breath visibly escaping her. Daryl waved Allie to drop her gun; Allie clicked the safety back on before coming to stand next to Daryl.

"It's good to see you Daryl; we thought you were a goner with that wound in your shoulder. Good thing you were able to get it patched up. You look alright." Maggie took in Daryl and the young girl about Beth's age standing next to him.

"Yeah, Doc Kendall here," Daryl thumbed at Allie, "Fixed me up alright. Need to see Rick. Got a proposition for him. Is he up and around yet?" Daryl's eyes searched through the farm, looking for movement other than the three of them.

"I think he's in having breakfast. Come on, let's go see." Maggie led Daryl and Allie into the house, Allie's footsteps silent in the grass. She had been over to the McCaffrey house plenty of times, she used to date Jenny's son Mike, who was about the same age as Allie. Allie cringed when she walked into the house, right there on Jenny's piano was a photo of Allie with Mike at Prom last year, among other photos of them together. Daryl looked over his shoulder at Allie, a smirk across his face as he pulled her aside.

"Do I need to worry about some boy sniffing around my daughter when he catches up to us?" Daryl saw Allie's skin flush as she bounced on the balls of her feet.

"I don't know. I haven't seen him since right before things went to shit. I miss him though." Allie's voice choked at the end, her sorrow evident. Daryl saw Allie's eyes mist over, his gut twisted painfully. He knew that kind of longing heartache all too well. Allie jerked her chin in the direction behind Daryl, footsteps walking up behind him.

"Good to see you up and around Daryl. Was pretty tedious seeing the girl and her mom there working on you, how're you feeling?" Rick shook Daryl's hand in a firm grip; Rick could tell the hunter was well on the road to mending.

"Doin' alright thanks to Doc Kendall here. Came to talk to you about something that'll benefit all involved. Allie here found a neighbor's house locked tight. It's full of supplies that we all can use. Natalie and I figure if our groups work together we can clean the house out today. She's also offering for you all to move over to her property, that way it's strength in numbers. I told her I would ask you to see what you wanted to do." Daryl stood with his hands on Allie's bow, waiting to hear what Rick had to say on the idea.

"If we move over there we could help keep the place secure, as well as have someone to take care of our wounds. It's a win/win. Sure, we'll get things packed up here after we help clear out that house. Give me directions from here; we'll meet you over there in a little while." Rick kept his eyes trained on Allie, watching her every move. While Daryl trusted her, she was still mostly a stranger to him, and strangers were dangerous.

"Sounds good to me, we'll see you over there." Daryl reached out as Rick handed Daryl his bow and gun. "Thanks Rick. I like having my own gear with me. See you later."

Allie slid into the driver's seat, "Hopefully Mom will be in a better mood once we get back. We really need to get to the Miller's house before someone else does."

Daryl nodded, "Your mama really needs to get her head out of her ass and get into the game before she gets her ass killed. We need her on the ball." Daryl's disgust with Natalie evident in his tone.

"It would probably help if you two could talk without yelling. Or just fuck and get it over with." Allie kept her eyes trained on the road as Daryl stared at her, his jaw hung open.

When did his daughter get so damn smart? Daryl couldn't believe what Allie had just said. It was going to be a long day getting the Miller's house cleaned out, that was for sure.