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As soon as he dropped her in, Daryl quickly reached in and grabbed her by her shirt. He yanked her straight up and out of the water. Jillian grabbed his wrists and started coughing. He kept a hold of her shirt while she stood in the water. Carol came into the barn and stopped just inside the door. She watched as Daryl stared at Jillian while she coughed.

" What the hell is wrong with you?" Jillian yelled when she let go of his hands. She started pushing her hair out of her face.

" Had to calm you down. I had to get your attention." Daryl said.

" By dumping me in water?" She yelled.

" You were screamin, Jill. You need to calm down." He said. Carol leaned against the barn door as she watched the couple. " You done now?" Slowly her shoulder's sagged and she nodded. Daryl let go of her shirt.

" He killed her." Jillian said softly. Daryl's mouth tighten.

" You ain't got to worry about him. He ain't gonna bother you. I'm gonna take him and leave." He said.

" I don't care if he leaves but you can't go." Jillian said. Carol took a deep breath and left to give them some time. Daryl sighed and took a step back from her. " I can't even believe you want to leave."

" Don't want too." He said softly. Jillian sank to her knees in the water and covered her face. Daryl looked at her and started rubbing the back of his neck. She was shaking her head.

" Please." She said.

" Oh hell, Jillian." He said as he came to her again. He leaned down and grabbed her by her arms. He hoisted her up and wrapped his arms around her. " I ain't goin anywhere." He said into her hair. Jillian put her arms around him and cried into his neck. He held her to him for a while before he squeezed her hard. " Come on. You need to get out of those clothes."

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Daryl and Jillian walked with their arms around each other. Her stuff was still in Carol's tent so they were walking there. He was going to unpack his truck while she changed then figure out what to do about Merle. Once they reached the tent, she didn't want to let him go. Daryl promised her that he wasn't leaving and that was the only way she'd let him go.

He hurried back to his truck and started grabbing his bags. He wasn't sure what was going to happen. He knew Merle couldn't stay there. No one in the camp trusted him and Daryl understood. Daryl didn't trust him much either. He sighed as he walked back into his tent. He frowned when he noticed a note sitting on the floor. He dropped his bags and reached down to snatch up the letter. He opened it up and saw her hand writing. He sighed as he started reading it.

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Jillian walked towards Daryl's tent but her eyes were glued to the field. She couldn't not stare at it. She frowned as the grief threaten to take her down again. She was trying to focus that grief into anger. She would not spend the rest of her life in tears. Her face harden up as her eyes stung with the tears. She took a shaky breath a second before she slammed into Daryl who grabbed her by her arms to keep her from falling. She looked up at him. He was frowning and squinting in the sun.

" Read your letter." He said as he held it up.

" Oh." She said softly. She had forgotten she had written it.

" You mean it? You all that stuff you said?" He asked. She nodded, making him nod in return. " You think we really meant to be together?" She nodded again. Daryl sighed. " Okay then." He said. He reached out and loop his arm around her neck. He pulled her to him. Jillian's hands came up to grasp his sides.

" I love you." She said into his shoulder. He pressed his mouth to her head and nodded.

" I love you, too." He said.

" Take me to her, please." She asked. Daryl pulled away and looked at her.

" You sure?" He asked. She nodded.

Daryl nodded too and took her hand. He interlaced their fingers and started gently pulling her towards the field. Her hand tighten on his as they walked. He didn't look back and she didn't make a sound. They walked through the field until they reached the other side. Daryl's steps slowed down as they reached Sophia's grave. Jillian stopped walking which made Daryl stop. He looked back at her but her eyes were glued to the mound of dirt. Daryl cleared his throat and looked away.

" Thought maybe Dale could make her a grave marker or somthin." He said softly.

Jillian dropped her hand from his and came forward. Slowly she went to her knees. Daryl frowned and slipped his cross bow off. He crouched down behind her, letting his cross bow rest against his legs. She was sitting on her knees while she stared at the dirt. His inner thighs were lightly touching either side of her legs. Neither one spoke. She needed the silence and he knew it. She needed to be quiet and needed to process everything, that was something he understood.

They had been sitting there for a while when he heard someone coming up behind them. Daryl glanced over his shoulder and saw Rick making his way towards the couple. He looked back at Jillian. Her head was down and he thought she had her eyes closed but he couldn't see her face to know for sure. He sighed and shook his head. The last thing he needed was to talk to Rick about his brother and he knew that was what the cop wanted to do.

" Daryl?" Sure enough, Rick's voice came over them. " I hate to interrupt but we really need to talk."

" Not now." Daryl growled out.

" It's okay, Daryl." Jillian said softly. " Go ahead."

" You sure?" He asked. Jillian nodded without looking at him. " I'm gonna ask Dale to come and sit with you. I don't want you out here alone without protection." She nodded.

" Hurry back." She said softly. Daryl picked up his cross bow and stood up. He faced Rick with a frown.

" This better be important." He said.

" It is." Rick said. Daryl narrowed his eyes and started towards the cop.

" Better be." He said as he walked past Rick. " You got 15 minutes. I ain't leavin her for long."