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I was tired even as Daryl helped me take a seat in the ruins of the Sanctuary, Rick, my brothers, Michonne, Glenn, Carl, and the rest all stand behind me waiting to hear whatever Dr. Banner had to say to us. Any resistance was stomped out very fast, Dwight was cuddled up to Sherri, as many others came close to the rest.

Dr. Banner had aged, his hair now white yet it was styled to perfection. His face was the same even though many years passed. "I knew you would make it, Cameron. I do hope you bear no ill will towards Davin he was doing everything on orders. The outbreak was a biological warfare weapon, one which we have made great strides in. At first, it was only affecting America, so in this, we were not blamed, then it spread via air and water to other countries until every land mass was infected. After studying it we saw it was not having any effect on animals and marine life, the dead stayed dead. So, with more and more effort in finding the cure, we also studied the reanimated humans, they died of natural decomposing." He sipped a bottle of water. "Naturally this pleased us, the CDC was our base in this research but even we had time limits."

My hand held up, "This was created by you guys, you unleashed this and sent our world hurling into a movie worth planet. Dr. Banner, has a cure been found?" I questioned with my temper held in check, Bobby just shoved Davin away he betrayed us, in the end, he didn't care if they died it was my brains they wanted to save.

"We have, it has taken time, but you created a formula before you were taken it bonded with the virus, molding it, regenerating it. It can't bring them back, but it will keep us safe, but we in edition have reworked it and soon planes will fly overhead dropping dust that will finally kill and act like acid leaving nothing left of the reanimated. The dust will not harm us, animals, and plant life but now we will be creating a New America. The President and entire cabinet are safe, we will be rounding up any survivor as we re-build. I want you on our team we do not want another outbreak it was a mistake we will take every measure to prevent."

We never had a choice.

Jesus stood next to me months later as we entered the Heath Ridge Facility in Washington D.C. My brothers along with a guard unit went to collect Judith and the rest of the Farm, more escorted Ocean side and the Ranch to their home. Everyone was being moved here, broad cast going to every frequency, as more efforts are being made to keep moving and doing sweeps of state's and towns. But with the Military planes flying banners, guess any survivor will come running, if they want to be found.

Jesus was a smart man. "I hate this but now life will resume now, food will not be scarce. In another century this will be history, our world will renew. We will be in books, you will be the one who found the cure." he was sentimental.

"Oh yeah, my formula created a cure which is great. But we just lived through an actual zombie outbreak, when the film industry takes back off we will have a movie." it had been days since the dust cleared and we found out that so many had survived, more than we ever thought possible. Some must be retrained to act like a human, their speech corrected. But the new government was taking control of it all, they had plans to rebuild, everything was going to be a work in progress for our entire life time. But, our great grandbabies will be thankful, and their children after that. Rick was back to his old self his family settled into a nice home as Michonne was back to being an artist and Rick an officer and government official.

Everyone was finding their place once again, Carol and Ezekiel, Jerry, Aaron, Tara, everyone but Daryl. Even my brothers and the farm are here, all wearing Army uniforms, back to protect and serve, But Daryl, he was lost and I was lost without him.

He was so much more than what he once was.

Eugene found a nice nerdy girl who fit him better, as of right now my brother Mark was with Rosita, it looked like wedding bells and babies will be coming on many fronts. Maggie was going back to being a lawyer, and I had hopes Glenn would re-open a pizzeria, the food of the gods.

I wanted to teach, and it was needed, but not right now, right now working in the lab and conversing with President Obama was my main duty.

"See you tomorrow, time to go home and talk to Daryl. I never thought the outbreak would end, but now that it seemingly has he is just as lost. We have five groups coming first thing in the morning, so be ready." I was worried, and he knew this, it was still a fear the outbreak would return but my formula was solid, he just kissed my head knowing his words would not help. Our home is off from others more towards the woods to make him more comfortable, the home was lovely. It was an older one, with many room, rooms that are not filled yet, we sleep together in the master bedroom; no more him in one and I in another.

He was out on the porch looking clean, his hair was brushed from his face as Rick stood talking to him with Judith in his arms, she was thriving now. So, I lean against a tree hiding a little just listening to the boys chatting.

Rick spoke with his slow drawl, but it always held such authority. "This is what we need, my kids need. You have so much to lose if you chose to leave, they will keep watching you and Hank, as you travel but have you thought of Cameron, man she ain't going to go. She is needed here, you love her, you have that ring hidden from her, we love you Daryl you are our family just think on it, think what you will lose." he was going to up and leave, oh no.

I moved from my hiding spot placing a smile on my face, it hit me if he wanted to leave to travel I shouldn't stop him, he needed closure and if this was his way then he can go. It is going to hurt me, but love doesn't mean we stop the other from living the life they choose, and right now I am vital here and can't leave. I move through the drive way with a smile plastered to my face. "Hey boys." my feet carrying me up the porch.

Judith was the first to speak. "Auntie!" her voice chipper, tinkling like small bells. We all loved that she was talking now, her hands reaching out as I gladly took her from her daddy.

I smiled. "Hey there baby girl, you have fun at nursery school?"

She just nodded when her dad spoke. "Got word today, we have been able to clear and destroy the cars, and extra shit laying around. We think within the next twenty years our world will be what it used to be but with out the population, Australia is reporting the same facts along with Poland." this was good, new devices helped our clean-up but time was what we needed, and a good government not one built on corruption like the last.

"Good, I will be by your office after I and Jesus inoculate the new comers against the virus, I have some reports to go over." my voice low but my eyes bore into Rick's, he understood that my timing was not perfect and that I had heard them talking.

With a low sigh, "I will be there hunnie, come on Judith your mama is waiting." with that he was hugging and kissing us good bye before taking baby girl and walking from the porch.

Daryl was watching me. "You okay, Cami?" his voice low but his tone worried, right now I could tell him my fears and he would stay but that would never be right of me.

I answered him, "I am good, babe. Just tired." his face looked torn on disbelief, but he had no reason to not trust me. But he does take my hand and lead me into the house, it smelled good.

"Glenn brought us dinner, said other than Maggie you deserved this."

My heart racing seeing two perfect pizzas on the kitchen table, one was my favorite Hawaiian the other filled with meat. Of course, this is America we are going to get some good food out there first, Zombies gone for months and now we're rolling out pizzas.

"Bless him." this little statement made Daryl smile as we ate together, he wouldn't touch mine, he would lower himself to scowl at it.

"Enough, what has this delicious pie done to you, you brute?" he just smiled.

Retorting, "Fruit don't belong on pizza." he was wrong, very wrong.

"Oh, hush and eat your meat." We eat and talk before I am off to shower, it is already late and I need to go to bed. And with his arms around me it meant the world, there was, between us, a weightless, seamless desire. When I leaned in and kissed him, and at first, he was slow in his response, and then he was pulling up my light top to free my breasts. Touching the scar on his chest, remembering it again.

I had always thought the expression 'making love' a little maudlin; 'having sex' felt truer and 'fucking' was more arousing, but lying next to him afterwards, both of us smiling, sometimes laughing, my body suffused with peace, I thought how apt it was, that expression 'making love.' There was an awakening even in my nails, in those parts of my body that had always been numb. I wanted to tell him, 'There is no week that passed that I did not think of you.' It was true.

I wanted to kiss him forever. I blocked out all thought about what this was, what it might mean, what further mess I might create for myself. I kissed him until reason seeped out through my pores and I became a living pulse, conscious only of what I wanted to do to him. And suddenly we were crashing around the bed all hands and lips and, oh, God, the scent and taste and feel of him. It was like tiny fireworks going off all over me, bits of me I'd thought dead reigniting to life.

Daryl studied me, then caressed my breasts. He licked and nibbled on my nipples, then moved his lips slowly down my stomach. Daryl removed her underwear, and kissing me just above my pubic bone.

He looked down at me, and a low rumbling sound started in his chest. Working up to the back of his throat, my legs turned to jelly with the look he was giving me, my throat tight and heart pounding. Slowly he bent down over me; he lifted his hand and pulled off my top leaving me exposed as the silk material was ruined. His hand came down on my exposed breast, large and round, soft with large, tight pink nipples. He filled his palm with me, to discover a new warm, velvety texture of my flesh. Then just as slowly his hand drifted down ward once again, smoothing over the sleek delta of my stomach and the slope of my lower abdomen, his fingers at last sliding into the dark curls of my women hood. I sat there, shaking wildly and unable to move, paralyzed by the hot river of pleasure that followed his questioning touch. One finger made a bolder foray, my body jerked wildly, I whimpered as he touched me, his finger was trying to enter me, I was wet, he kept pushing a little too hard till his finger was in. I jerked and cried out, I felt the intrusion and was in heaven He moved it around and in and then pulled it out, I was gasping.

He lifted his gaze. "I love you Cameron James Aldridge." he said in a deep husky voice.

"I love you too Daryl, now till forever." I said panting.

"You're mine forever." he said. Then he started. He was cupping my soft female mound, then his hand drifted to my breast, he latched his mouth around my nipple licking and sucking, he nibbled hard he moved to my other breast and repeated his ministrations.

My eyes were half closed, glazed with desire; my lips were moist and parted, my breath coming in and out in a rush and gasps. And a look of sweet carnality exploded the slim hold he still had on himself. With a wild, deep sound, he tore off his shirt, and then he jerked his pants until they lay on the floor, along with my towel.

He was on top of my body, his hands bracing me for him. He kissed me, with lust and passion; he lowered himself into me, with a rocking motion trying to fit in. My body arched and I screamed into his mouth, in pain and shock. He held me down with his body, my walls gave way and he slid in until my velvet walls in cased him, but he wasn't fully in yet. With all his will power he was able to hold still so I could adjust, I cried out, his mouth was on my neck. There was a pinching discomfort, with a jolt to my senses.

He… Was… oh….

Powerfully, our bodies moved together. The intensity was unbearable. He had rolled his hips into me, with a heavy surge, and it was abruptly too much for me to handle, making me writhe and shake beneath him, my senses shattered in a mind-blowing climax.

I cried out "Dar - Dayr - DARYL." I raked my nails down his back, I could feel his wet blood, as I cried and shook around him.

I was in a bubble of shimmering pleasure and intense heat.

I saw through my heavy-lidded eyes. I felt his heavy pounding of his hard thrusts; he was driving himself with rough force into me. I moaned and wrapped my legs around him clinging to him. Then he started to shake and tremble heaving his body in my arms. His horse wild cries filled my ears, and then came, rough moans echoed as he reached his release. He thrusted frantically in me, I felt hot liquid being spurted in me. He became silent, and still. His muscled body relaxed, and his heavy weight bore down on me, but I cradled him gently, my hands in his long hair.

He levered himself onto his right elbow, he looked down at me as I was pressed into his chest. His beautiful dark eyes were darker with concern for me. After he had taken me with all the care and finesse of a bull in rut! But love was in his eyes, love so pure, it was shining in his eyes. It shattered a wall, in my mind and soul, leaving me vulnerable in a way I have never been before.

I fell asleep in his arms for the first time; I knew it would not be the last.

Only to come home twenty days later from work to a note on our bed, I sat for hours just staring at the note. I knew he was gone, the last two days have been rather odd, he was on edge after a group of saviors came and two men called out to him, His Uncle Jess and his Father, the one who beat on him. They will be out of the quarantine by tomorrow, but he was gone. I can't bring myself to open it so I stare at it, I can hear footfalls behind me and the voice of Maggie calling out for me.

She finds me sitting in bed staring at the note, her round belly making it hard for her to sit but she did her arm around me. "What is it hun, I brought some pizza."

"Read me the note." I sounded ruined, throat clogged with emotion.

She opened it not knowing what it would say, but I knew. I thought we were so happy, that he had changed his mind.

She let out a small sob

"Cameron,

I am in love with you, I need you, so I don't even know why I am running off. I tried to adjust like the rest of ya'll but I wasn't meant for this. You're, you're in your element here, I watched you day in and day out just being baddass. You have filled your day with work and filled my night with such passion. I will be back, I just need to find myself. What am I? The world is back and I still don't belong, now you don't need me. I want you to be my wife but first I need to do this, please don't hate me.

Yours always, Daryl Dixon"

Even through the tears I could see the positive pregnancy test laying in front of me, like a small beacon of betrayal.