AN: CHAPTER 10! YAY! I hope I'm characterizing Daryl right...I know he seems really distant, and kinda cold in the show, but I like to think he'd be more touchy feely if he had a girl to love him, and for him to love. So, enjoy it. Let me know if you have any questions or comments. And as far as the story goes, there's characters I like and I dislike. Lilian's opinions are based on mine. For example, I HATE Andrea with sooooo much. Especially after the new season. But, I like Carol because she's been through so much and still stays strong. I mean c'mon she lost her daughter :(, and her husband used to beat her!

If crying was a contest, Carol would have defiantly won. Her sobs echoed through the farm and the whole surrounding area. Daryl released his hold on her, she ran directly to Lilian, sandwiching Emily between them. Carol's tears soaked Lilian's shirt. It didn't bother her, she was glad that Carol trusted her enough to cry on her shoulder. Emily tried her best to comfort the crying woman, but didn't really know how.

"Can I talk to you?" Mason walked over and nudged Daryl, allowing Olivia to run to her aunt.

"Ya."

They walked away from the group some, more toward camp.

"What is it you want with my sister?" That was one of the things about Mason. He wouldn't ever beat around the bush, he'd come right out and tell you what he thought.

"Ain't figured out wha' she wants wit me yet," he answered honestly, Daryl truly didn't understand why Lilian was the way she was toward him.

"She likes you, that much is obvious. I want want to make one thing clear, if you hurt her ever," Mason paused to get his blonde hair away from his face. "I'll shove that cross bow of your's and shove it so far up your ass, you'll taste your bolts. Do I make my self clear?" the edge in his voice made it odvious that Mason wasn't joking. Daryl felt like he was a high school kid talking to the dad of the girl he was about to take out on a first date.

"Crystal."

"Good, because Lil may seem like a rough tough hunter. But, deep down, she's sweet as cotton candy, which means she'd melt in the rain...catch my drift?"

Daryl nodded. "I ain't planin' on hurtin' her."

"Good. That means you're less likely to taste bolt," Mason grinned. The did a manly handshake/hug.

OoO

Nobody knew what to say. This was suppose to be a memory of the lives of the ones whom had been lost. They all stood around the three graves in silence. Carol wasn't present, Lilian's guess was she couldn't bear the thought of seeing her daughter's grave. Most of the people left, but Lilian stayed. She knealed in front of the grave of the girl she'd known for a few minutes.

"Hey," a manly voice said, as he put his hand on her shoulder. "It'll be okay."

"I hope so...poor Carol...this is her daughter."

"I know. Can we talk for a minute?"

Lilian nodded. She and Liam walked closer to the cattle field.

"What do ya wanna talk about?" he gave her a strange look. She was beginning to pick up the southern draw that everyone else in the group had.

"Why do you hate me suddenly?" he asked.

"I don't hate you...there's just a lot going on..."

"You have time for that redneck."

"Liam, I know, okay! I know that you're secretly in love with me! Mason told me..."

"Wha-"

"Yes, and I didn't want you to get the wrong idea. I don't share your feelings."

"How do you know that? You've never kissed me."

"And I don't want to."

"Really," Liam pushed Lilian against the fence behind her, and roughly lifted he chin.

"Get off me!" She started to kick him, but he used his leg to hold her's down. "No! Stop it!" he held her wrists tightly to keep her from slapping him.

"Git away frum her, unless yew wanna be 'n the forth grave," Daryl stood behind Liam with his cross-bow pointed at his head.

Liam slowly stepped away from Lilian before running back to camp.

"My hero," Lilian said softly before leaning close to Daryl. To her surprise, he wrapped his arms around her, hugging her tightly.

"Ain't nobody gonna hurt my princess."

"Good."

Mason looked around camp. Everyone seemed to be in some sort of trance. They were all mourning in their own way. But something was wrong, Shane, Liam, Lilian, and Daryl were no where to be seen.

"Daddy," Oliva said, getting Mason's attention.

"Yes?"

"Can I go play with Emily and Carl?"

"Is there an adult with them?"

"Yes, Lori's watching them."

"Just be careful," he kissed his daughter's head before she trotted away. Mason got up to attend to his own business. He walked toward the cattle field to check for walkers. Instead he saw a much different sight. Daryl was hugging his little sister that appeared to be sobbing.

When the two heard foot steps, they released each other. Daryl turned with his cross-bow ready. He immediately lowered it when he saw it was just Mason.

"Sorry man," Daryl said.

"No, I'm sorry for sneaking up on you," Mason replied. He looked to see his sister's blue eyes red and puffy. "I know you wanted to find her," he said in a softer tone.

"It-it's n-not that," she shuddered as she was trying to regain her composure.

"Then what is it?"

More tears fell, and she reached for Daryl, once she had hold on hims she buried her face in his chest and began crying.

"Liam," Daryl answered for her, as he tried to soothe Lilian.

"What did he do?"

"Tried ta force himsel' on 'er."

"I'm gonna kill that son of a bitch."

AN: Let me know your thoughts/feelings/questions/ideas for this story please. I also want to apologize for the slow update. We got quite a bit of snow, and I haven't been able to use the internet.