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:
"Ne'er said you was." He asserted thickly letting go of her arm as she stepped away from him. It was a question that needed asking and if she wanted to get huffy with him— fine. Daryl had to know that this was what she wanted. He reckoned that was answer enough.
Straightening his shoulders up, Daryl took a step back scoffing at her scowl. If she was trying to make him stand down, it wasn't going to work. He wasn't afraid of her. Shaking his head, he thumbed the button clasp at his hip of his knife and pulled it free. "Yeah, c'mon." Gesturing for her to follow him, Daryl put a hand at the large knob of the lock.
The tension and anticipation of what was beyond the door was thick in the air and it had his nerves on edge. Hearing the dull thuds of her boots beside him, Daryl cocked his head back at her question. Narrowing his gaze, he shook his head. "No, don't care what they think. This was my decision t'make. They wanna pitch a damned fit… fine. I did what I had ta." He let his eyes linger on hers for a moment longer before returning to the door.
Taking a deep breath, puffing his cheeks out as he did, Daryl turned the knob and shoved the door open. The light was blinding and it took him a second to gain focus barking at Carol to follow after him. There were walkers spread out amongst the open parking lot. The thumping on the other side of the building was louder than they had anticipated and he could visibly see a cluster of them huddled against the door they had slammed shut the night before.
"Let's go!" He hissed reaching back to grab her wrist pulling her along. Several walkers were already headed for them in a jaunted pace, stumbling with their broken limbs. Ramming his knife beneath the jaw of one shambling towards him, Daryl shoved it away and ducked as he pulled the knife away. They had to get out now.
Carol's POV:
All Carol knew at that point was that she wanted to survive. And that she'd follow him anywhere. The others could make their own fears known about her presence, and she'd deal with it when and if it came. She had the chance to prove to him just how grateful she was that he'd bothered to look for her at all, and she was going to take it and run with it.
When the door was thrown open wide, she blinked as the natural light filtered in, almost blinding her. She stepped forward, feeling his fingers encircle her wrist and pull her along. She was right on his heels. She didn't need to be told, but she suspected that he felt better when he was giving her orders than if he had said nothing at all. Sometimes the man didn't know that she needed to hear his thoughts and other times, he could just keep silent. Now was one of those times. She would have kidded him about it, but the situation itself wasn't idea.
She could smell the walkers as they neared them, shambling and grunting and rasping out breaths they didn't even need to take anymore. She wrinkled her nose as her fingers tightened around her own knife. Her hand was wrenched free from his grasp as she herself took down another walker that had just gotten too close for comfort.
Her body jerked around leaving her back toward him as she took in just how many were on their tails. She wrapped her fingers around the handle of her pistol and pulled it free from the waistband of her pants. She wouldn't fire unless it became absolutely necessary. And all she knew for sure was that they had to make it as hard as they could for whatever walkers followed to follow them. They had to reach the bike with enough time for him to get it started so they could go.
She turned, almost running right into him. "Go. Go. I'm right behind you." She still gripped her pistol but managed to push him against his hip with the same hand. "Don't look back. Just keep going. I can keep up," she assured him as they made quick time across the asphalt and away from the small herd that was turning from where they were gathered at the door in which they'd locked behind them last night.
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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!