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" You know he can't stay here." Rick said as they crossed the camp.

" Know that." Daryl said. He was narrowing his eyes. He caught Dale's eyes and hitched his head quickly towards Jillian. Dale knew what he wanted without Daryl asking. He nodded and started towards the redneck's girlfriend.

" You still planning on leaving?" Rick asked.

" Plan's changed." Daryl said.

" What do you want to do than? What do you think we should do?"

" You askin me now? You seem to have no problem decidin what to do with him before." Daryl snapped. Rick sighed and grabbed Daryl's arm. The two men stopped walking and faced each other.

" I did wrong by you and your brother. I admit that and I have said I was sorry I don't know how many times. I can't change what happen, if I could..." Rick paused in his speaking and shook his head. " I would, believe me. I'm asking you now so I don't make the same mistake." He said. Daryl frowned and looked back towards Jillian. She hadn't move from her spot. Rick dropped his arm as Daryl's shoulders dropped. The tension Daryl had been carrying left him at the sight of her. He sighed and nodded his head.

" Let me talk to him alone." He said when he looked back at the cop.

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Daryl walked into the barn and frowned. Merle was sitting on the ground still, tied to the pole. Shane had his shot gun over his shoulder. Merle's eyes shifted up and met Daryl's. Shane looked at the older Dixon then back at the younger one. He walked over to Daryl but neither brother would take their eyes off each other.

" Gonna talk to him alone." Daryl said.

" Rick know about that?" Shane asked. Daryl narrowed his eyes as he looked at the dark haired man.

" I don't need Rick's permission to talk alone with my brother." He snapped. Shane frowned.

" I'll be right outside. If you try to sneak away with him, I'll shoot you both." He said.

" You point that gun at me and shoot it, you best pray I'm dead." Daryl snapped.

Once Shane walked out of the barn, he closed the door behind him. Merle had dropped his eyes to the floor again. Daryl sighed and started over to his brother. He didn't know what to say. He didn't really know what he should do or say. He didn't know what was the best thing. He knew Merle couldn't stay in camp, it would hurt Jillian too much. Apart of him didn't want to send his only kin out into the world alone.

" I'm leavin." Merle said suddenly. Daryl frowned again.

" What?" He asked.

" I'm leavin. I can't stay here. You and I both know it." Daryl nodded.

" Be for the best if you were gone." Daryl said. It was Merle's turn to nod.

" You got a fine woman there, Daryl. You make sure you do right by her, take good care of her. She's needs it now more than anythin." Daryl knew what Merle wasn't saying. Merle was saying he was sorry for everything. " Ma would be real proud to have her as a daughter-in-law." Daryl's mouth tighten as he nodded.

" You can have my truck. I got the bike." He said.

" That'll be real nice of you, brother." Merle said. They fell into silence for a few minutes before Daryl spoke again.

" I'll talk to Rick. See if we can get you out of here soon."

" Just bring the truck up here. Jillian don't need to see me right now." He said. Daryl sighed but nodded.

" I'll be back." He said before he turned and walked out of the barn.

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Daryl found Rick walking towards the barn. Daryl dropped his eyes as he rubbed the back of his neck. Shane had disappeared back into the barn once Daryl had come out. The two men met in the middle of field. Daryl explained the plan and Rick agreed. They weren't going to give Merle any supplies. They were going to give him his gun back because Daryl didn't believe Merle was going to hurt anyone.

Daryl went back to his truck and quickly finished unloading it. He looked over to Jillian and saw Carol had joined her. The two women were sitting by the grave, their arms were around each other tightly. Carol was crying with her head on Jillian's shoulder. Jillian's face was blank. Dale was standing behind them. Daryl's eyes were glued to her face. He was worried about her. Her reactions were going from one end to the other. She was either screaming her grief or having no reaction at all. He started towards her. He was going to drive the truck through the field to the barn but he didn't want her to think he was leaving.

When he reached them he crouched down across from them on the other side of the grave. Slowly Jillian's eyes shifted up to his face. They were slightly bloodshot and she was pale. She looked tired and completely wiped out. After Merle was gone, he was going to set up their bed again then convince her to lay down. He was sure she hadn't slept good the night before.

" Merle's leavin." He said.

" Are you?" She asked. He shook his head.

" No. I'm drivin the truck over to the barn and he's takin it. I still got my bike so I don't need it." He said. Jillian nodded.

" Are you going to do that now?" She asked.

" Yeah. I didn't want you to think I was leavin when I started it up." Daryl said.

" I'll be here." She said. It was Daryl's turn to nod. They kept their eyes together for a few more seconds before Daryl nodded quickly again.

" I'll come back when he leaves." He said.

" I'm sorry, Daryl." She whispered.

" Ain't your fault, Jill. It's his. He did this." Daryl said. " I'll be back for you."

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Merle stood between the truck door and the inside of the truck. Daryl was shifting his weight around. Rick and Shane were standing back to give the brothers privacy but neither Daryl or Merle were talking. Neither Dixon knew what to say. Merle's shot gun was laying on the passenger seat of the truck. Finally Merle sighed and looked at Daryl.

" I better go. Your woman needs you and you should be with her." He said.

" She does." Daryl said.

" She's a good woman."

" She is." Daryl said.

" Be careful, Daryl. I ain't gonna be there forever to take care of you." Merle said.

Daryl took a step back to allow Merle to climb into the truck. He pulled the door shut and started it up. Without another word, Merle pulled away. Daryl's hands came to rest low on his hips as he watched his brother disappear. His heart was heavy and he wasn't sure how he felt. He took a hold of the straps of his cross bow and turned away. He started trudging his way back to his broken girlfriend. It was time to start piecing her back together and in the process, he was hoping to heal himself too.