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Warning for smut, just in case that isn't your thing.

Chapter 5 Burning

Carol was still shaking when they walked in the back door of Merle and Andrea's house. Andrea was at the table and Merle was pacing back and forth as they came in. Both of them rushing toward them.

Andrea's eyes went wide at the blood and muck that was covering Carol, she put her hand to her sister-in-law's cheek, "Oh God Carol."

Carol gave her a weak smile, "I'm fine. Some of those things….I took them down with a hammer."

Merle clapped Adam and Daryl on the back, taking in Carol, he whistled, "Damn little sis, what did you do to them?"

Adam beamed, "She destroyed them."

Carol paled pushing pass them all she ran up the stairs to the bathroom. She hit her knees and threw up her lunch. Sitting up she started to sob as she grabbed her scrub top trying to get it off.

Daryl had ran up the stairs after checking on Sophia and Micah. When he opened the door, he hit his knees and grabbed her face, "CAROL!"

Her eyes cut up to his and he watched as her face crumbled, "I can't get it off." She tugged at her shirt to show him what she meant.

Daryl nodded, taking his knife from his belt he ripped right up the front of the shirt, watching as she started to relax. His eyes going to her black bra, her pale skin on display for him and he remembered just how long it had been since he had been with her. Standing up awkwardly he swallowed hard, no longer looking at her, "I'll….I will….I'll find ya somethin' to wear."

Carol stood up as he shut the door a blush coming to her cheeks. Shaking her head, she turned on shower, she stripped the rest of the way down and stepped into the shower scrubbing at her arms and hands as the hot water hit her. She wasn't sure she would ever feel clean again.

-Titans-

Daryl stood outside the bathroom door, listening to the shower come on. He took a few deep breaths hoping like hell his pervert mind could calm the fuck down. She almost died and here he was acting like an eighteen-year-old boy.

Pushing off the door he walked downstairs, Adam was sitting at the kitchen table eating like he'd never eaten before. Daryl knocked his shoulder, "I see nothin' hurts your stomach."

Adam shrugged, "What can I say, I'm a growin' boy."

Daryl huffed, looking up at Andrea who was making more sandwiches, "Where we sleepin' tonight?"

Andrea motioned toward the living room, "Merle wanted to keep us all together. We drug down mattresses and the kids are all out. I put your bags in the hallway if you're looking for clothes."

Daryl nodded to her, giving her a small smile, "Thank ya."

Andrea came around the counter to him and pulled him into a hug, "I'm glad you're home. We need you, she needs you."

Daryl pulled away from his sister-in-law and nodded, his voice breaking, "Thank ya….for all ya did."

Andrea nodded, reaching behind his head she slapped him hard, "DAMN ANDREA TAKE MY FUCKIN' HEAD OFF NEXT TIME."

Andrea smirked, "Don't fuck up again Dixon."

He chuckled as he rubbed his head and walked toward the hallway to grab him and Carol some clothes. He heard movement in the living room, looking in he saw Sophia sitting up with Micah the two of them talking low to each other.

Daryl whispered to them, "Ya alright?"

Micah nodded, "Just talkin' dad. We heard Adam say that momma,….well…"

Sophia sighed, "Is momma alright?"

Daryl bit his lip and nodded, "She's fine, in the shower. As soon as she gets out I'll have her come down and lay with ya. Alright?"

The two nodded and laid down together. Daryl walked down the hallway toward the den where he heard the television on. Adam was sitting on the floor in front of Caleb, with Andrea sitting on the arm of Merle's chair. They were all silent.

"We repeat, Atlanta is lost. As is Washington, Boston, and most of the West coast. If you see the sick, don't approach them, run get away. The evacuation centers are overrun. DO NOT COME INTO THE CITY. We don't know how much longer we will be on the air. God Bless you and stay safe."

Daryl shook his head looking at his brother, "We're on our own."

Andrea looked sick, "No, the military…."

Merle rubbed her back, "Sugar…this thing is gonna ….we're on our own."

He reached up and gently touched her face, wiping a few of her tears, "My parents and Amy….."

Merle pulled her into his lap and held, "Call them, see if they answer. No matter what I'm not lettin' anything happen to ya or the kids." Merle looked over her head at Daryl, the two men knowing that their families' survival now rested with the two of them.

-Titans-

Daryl knocked softly on the bathroom door, he could still hear the water running and what he thought were Carol's soft cries. Opening the door, he looked in the mirror above the sink and saw her sitting on the floor of the shower. Walking in he closed the door and set their clothes down.

Carol looked up at him as he opened the shower door, holding her hands up to him, "I can't get them clean."

Daryl sighed, "Rose…"

Without thinking about anything else, he started stripping his clothes. Stepping into the shower he helped her to her feet. Carol's eyes went wide, "Daryl."

Daryl chuckled grabbing the soap, he started lathering up her hands, "What ain't like I haven't seen it all before woman, now let me help ya."

He tried to focus on her hands, he really did, but it had been a long time. His cock was stone hard and he turned her trying to focus on cleaning the blood from her.

Carol tried not to look, she could feel him digging into her stomach and she felt heat pooling between her legs. Her breath hitched as he turned her, his rough hands massaging the soap all over her back. It had been so long and she missed him. Yeah, she was still worried, still scared, but she had needs. As he moved down her back she slowly backed into him pushing them both under the hot spray of water. She moaned when his teeth scrapped her earlobe, his voice rough in her ear, "Carol, what're you doin'?"

Grinding her hips against his erection she heard him moan, his soapy hands coming up her chest to grip her breasts. She felt him push his erection into her ass and she turned her head, his lips meeting hers. The kiss was more heated then any either could remember, their tongues fighting for control as Carol turned in his arms and he walked her up against the shower wall.

Daryl nipped at her lips as he started kissing a trail down her neck, his tongue sweeping out to lick a path down to her shoulders. His hands intertwining with hers, holding them above her head as he moved down his mouth latching onto her breast, his teeth biting at her nipple, he looked up at her and growled

Moving back up her, he grunted as he rolled his hips into her, making his erection leave no doubt that he was too far gone to stop. His voice was low as he dropped one of his hands from hers, catching both her hands with one of his. His other hand moved between her legs playing with her slick lips, he growled, "Did you miss me?"

Carol nodded, kissing him, "Yes, you know I did you ass."

Daryl growled, kissing her, he pulled back watched her face as he slipped one finger pass the lips of her pussy finding her clit. He grinned when her eyes rolled back into her head, "Oh god….Daryl….oh god…"

Daryl moved his finger faster, leaning in he licked her earlobe, "You're wet for me woman."

Carol nodded, squirming she broke one of her hands free from his and wrapped it around his cock. Daryl slammed his eyes shut, leaning his head against her shoulder, his breath coming out in pants now. He opened the shower door and brought her with him. Kicking everything out of the way he laid her down, his voice trembling, "Tell me to stop."

Carol bit her lip and wrapped her legs around his waist. Daryl growled as he felt himself slip inside her, she seemed tighter and that alone had him clenching his thighs to stop from cumming. He pushed in slow, taking his time. Staring into her face he knew that she was lost in the moment too.

Carol didn't breathe as he slid inside her, it seemed like he was bigger almost, filling her in a way that she must have forgotten after so long. Once she felt him all in, she kissed him slowly, "Move Daryl, move baby."

Daryl moved, knowing he wasn't going to last very long, he pulled away a little and stared down at her, both of them were already panting, "I'm not gonna last."

Carol rolled her hips up into him, "Then don't last, move!"

Daryl growled, picking up the pace, his hand snaking between them he found her clit swollen and ready for him. He made circular motions with his finger, making her wetter, sliding in and out of her faster, he moved onto his knees slipping out of her for a second as he flipped her over onto all fours. He was back inside her, his hands on her breast. His mouth at her ear, "This better?"

Carol was panting, biting her lip to keep quiet. His fingers were rolling her nipples and she felt her own orgasm building and knew she was close, "Cum with me…cum with me."

Daryl felt her warm velvet walls slam down around his cock dragging him with her. He grunted loud and low as he filled her with his hot seed.

Carol put her hand over her mouth screaming as they came, stars dancing behind her eyelids. When she finally felt she could move she was on Daryl's chest, his mouth kissing softly across her shoulder, "I love you."

Carol sat up a little and smiled at him, "Welcome home Daryl Dixon."

-Titans-

Merle was on the back porch keeping an eye out. Daryl was on the front porch. Caleb and Adam were going to take over after a few hours though Merle wasn't sure that any of them were getting sleep tonight. The power had gone out an hour ago, making Carol and Andrea move around the house finding candles and flash lights. The kids were sleeping a little, but their sleep was restless.

Merle grabbed another cigarette from his pocket and lit it, staring up into the sky. That's when he heard it, a low rumbling. "SHIT."

Throwing his cigarette to the ground he ran into the house. Andrea and Carol were standing at the doorway of the living room. Andrea had her hand on her chest, "Merle what is that?"

Merle shook his head going out on the front porch where he saw Daryl staring up at the same thing he had seen.

Daryl turned looking at him, Andrea and Carol were now standing on the porch behind them. Caleb and Adam at the door.

Merle gestured toward the sky, "That's military planes."

Daryl shook his head, "Where're they going?"

Before Merle could answer the sky lit up like daylight and both women gasped. Daryl pulled Carol into his side as Merle grabbed Andrea pulling her to him. Andrea shook her head, "What's going on?"

Merle swallowed hard, "They're bombing Atlanta. Jesus Christ, they're bombing their own people."

Both women gasped as the four of them stared out, the ground shaking a little as more planes flew over. The world they knew was ending.