This started out as a role play between myself (gunslingerdixon) and my Carol rp partner untapdtreasure (nolongeraxburden), and it was mutually decided upon to share with the rest of FF as a fanfiction. So here it is! Enjoy!

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Daryl:

Daryl watched the display as Carol took the MRE in hand before shoving it back into his hands. Her voice shaking as she spoke. He frowned at the way she was acting not sure whether or not he should be asking whether she was okay or not. Taking a hesitant step forward, Daryl stopped in his tracks. When she shot him a look that said otherwise, Daryl knew better to keep his own damned mouth shut and to back off. He'd ask perhaps when things settled or if there was a next time.

Despite her words for him to use the thing, Daryl just shrugged and tucked the MRE ration back into his pack, slipping it back onto his shoulders. "You gon' be fine?" He asked low, drawing a brow up in question, ducking his head slightly to catch her gaze. He couldn't have her fumbling. Daryl knew he could easily handle most walker situations, but if there were an excessive amount— he was only a single man. He would have to rely on her for help. They had to rely on each other. It was no different from all the other times.

Scratching just above his ear, Daryl worked his jaw listening to her speak. Her words digging a little at him. "Don't talk 'bout it. We got other things t'deal with righ' now." He replied roughly trying to keep her mind on the task at hand. Carol needed to be of like mind with him. As bothered as he was by his own minds jostling, Daryl knew that could easily spell disaster for the both of them. Wouldn't matter if one of them got away— they wouldn't get far.

The swell of anger was starting to bubble forth when she offered her gun to him. He shut his eyes a moment, trying to control himself, but finding it hard to do. "Keep it. Yer gon' need it if we get overrun." He growled, pushing it back into her hands, muzzle pointed down towards the ground. "Don't you try an' give it back. This ain't no damned competition. Take the fuckin' thing."

His words though harsh were loose in meaning. Daryl didn't want either of them without a means of getting away, whether it was by knife or gun. No one was getting left behind.

Carol:

Carol felt the cool metal of the weapon's handle being pushed against her stomach. She met his eyes. She wasn't about to argue with him. He had his mind in the game, and she scrambled desperately to get there, too. She leaned against the wall, closing her eyes. "Won't argue," she replied quickly.

She just wanted her thoughts and feelings know in case there wasn't time later. She didn't want him doing anything rash when they returned to the prison. She opened her eyes then, locking on his. "I'm good." And she was. The minute they stepped outside, she was back in this. He should know her better than to think she'd let her own heart and mind be her worst enemy when it counted.

"Just not hungry is all." She explained vaguely about the MRE. He should have eaten it, but that wasn't his style. She knew that. "Ready to get out of this God forsaken place," she growled. "The others gotta be worried about where the hell you run of to." Especially when they learn the true reason for his depature.

She pushed herself off the wall. "We're making it back to the bike, right? Then from there we do a gas run." She stepped forward then, grabbing her pack and securing it to her back. She needed to make sure nothing was loose that the walkers could grab a hold of and pull her down. She wouldn't be the reason he got killed. Not today. Not ever.

"Then it's straight back to the prison?" Her body was rigid, ready, and primed. She wasn't jumpy. They had work to do. And it was time to get it done.

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*Note: This is also not 100% written by myself. I owe a lot of credit to my wonderful partner as she is Carol and does a phenomenal job. Send her some love too at untapdtreasure here at FF!