AN: I wasn't gonna write anymore tonight, but I got on, and I saw another review from Parldro42082. Thank you soooooooo much! I'm glad you like the fact that Lilian is tough. I'm not a big fan of Andrea, but I like the fact that, as she put it, she's not a victim. That's what I'm going for with Lilian. Well, I love reviews, so if you have anything to say about the story: ideas, criticism, or praise, I'd love to hear it!
That night, the group slept in cars. Some people were in the RV, everyone else was sleeping in the cars-save Daryl and Lilian. They were on the roof of the RV taking watch. They sat in comfortable silence. Both of them, with their many years of hunting under their belt were used to it. The sound of crickets combined with the sight of fireflies and the starry night was something Lilian missed most from her old life. For a moment, it seemed like she could actually be her happy carefree self. But then, something started to nag at her. Something, she knew she had to ask Daryl.
"Do you think we'll find her?" she finally asked.
"The hell wouldn't we?" he asked, angry that she's like the rest of the group in believing the girl was lost.
"I was just curious!" she exclaimed defensively. "I know we will. The woods aren't that big..."
"Hell, I was lost once too. Nine days in the woods, eatin' squirrel, whippin' ma ass with poison ivy."
Lilian couldn't help but chuckle. "Were you okay? Did they find you?"
"Nah. My dad was off on some binder with a waitress, an' Merle was doin' another stint in juvie. Came home, went to the kitchen made myself a sandwich. My ass itched a' somethin' awful though."
She laughed again. "I know the feeling," he looked at her and cocked his head. Of all the people in this group, Daryl figured she'd be the least likely to do something like that. "So, it was my first hunting trip. My dad took Mason, Liam, and myself out. We were in tents, and I was only 'bout eight or nine, and when I went out to use the bathroom...and well you get the idea. Long story short we had to cut the trip short. Mason and Liam still make fun of me."
Daryl couldn't help but laugh silently. But then he realized he was doing it again. He was talking to her and actually liking the conversation unlike with most of the people in camp. This wasn't allowed to happen. Not now not ever. Suddenly it felt like this watch duty couldn't end fast enough.
Lilian noticed Daryl's sudden change. He may not have realized it, but she was reading him. She could tell that he was holding back from her, and she decided it would be her personal mission to break through his shell.
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Against what Daryl thought, the watch duty did end. Lilian bid him good night and joined Liam, Mason, and Olivia in the station wagon the pulled up in. He decided to just sit and watch the skies for a while. There was movement in the car Lilian had just entered. Daryl saw the blonde haired man-Mason exit the car.
"I'm gonna...walk the road," he said. Daryl gave him a nod.
Mason was only thinking about her. He feared speaking or even thinking her name would only pain him more. He needed to think of a way to stop all of his pain. He needed to free himself from the chains of sadness that were weighing him down. There was only one way he could think of to truly be free. He just needed to figure out how to do it.
AN: Sorry it was short. I wanted to end it on a cliff hanger. I want to hear your thoughts. What do you think Mason will do? Thanks for reading! Again, if you have any ideas, I 'd love to know them!