AN: I know I said I wouldn't update until later but I really like writing this, so I'm kinda gonna make it up from the preview of the show. As I'm beginning to write this, it's 12:30 am. Making it saturday but I count it as friday night. I keep getting ideas for this, so I hope y'all like it. I love reviews, they make me want to write soooo much more. Thanks everyone who has reviewed/faved/followed. Y'all are so great!

Lily, Daryl, and even Merle assisted the group at the prison in cleaning up the yard for most of the day. Lily helped Maggie drag bodies into a pile. Luckily, there weren't any deaths from their own group, save Axel.

"Who did this?" Lily asked as she dragged a female walker in a once yellow floral dress to the pile full of dead walkers.

"The Governor," she said through gritted teeth. Lily cringed at just the sound of his name.

"I'm sorry about the hell he put you and Glenn through."

"He put you through it too," Maggie patted her shoulder. "I'm just really glad you and Daryl are back. Rick kinda...lost it."

"Lost it how?"

"He's been seeing Lori...We all think he's lost his mind."

"We'll get him back on track," Lily half smiled, as she tucked her short, blonde hair behind her ear. "And, I'm sorry for bringing Merle back here..."

"I get it. He's Daryl's brother...but he can't be trusted. I don't want him anywhere near me. How'd you survive two days in the woods with him?"

"Luck," Lily chuckled. She honestly didn't know how she hadn't killed Merle in the last two days. She stole a glance to her left, where Beth was sitting with Emily, Olivia, Carl, and baby Judith in the watch tower. She didn't realize until just then that more than half of their group was kids, if you counted Beth as a child. And, Lily did, she was only seventeen.

That night, Maggie and Glenn were assigned to watch, while everyone else was suppose to sleep. Mason caught up to his younger sister, and since this was the first time they'd gotten a moment alone, he hugged her tightly, and kissed her forehead.

"I'm so happy you're back," he said.

"Me too," she agreed. "I missed you and Olive."

"She missed you and Emily so much. Cried even."

"Aw, where is the my little niece?"

"Playing with Emily in my cell."

"That sounds weird, doesn't it. My cell."

"Little bit," he agreed. "Never thought I'd have a cell..."

"You're right," Lily agreed. "You're too pretty for prison," she laughed. Mason mock glared at her.

"Sorry I can't be a mean biker dude."

They laughed together. Sure at one point they'd had sibling rivalry, but that was gone. It was something that seemed impossible now. They were part of the short list of what each one actually had. Possessions were a thing of the past, as were houses of their own, and money. Now there was only family and surviving.

"Hey, Princess," Daryl walked up beside Lily. "Our's is third from the left."

"Okay," she replied.

"Glad you're back man," Mason and Daryl gave each other a manly hand shake.

"C'mon boys, hug like real men," Lily urged. They both shook their heads. She sighed, knowing the hand shake was the closest they'd come to bonding.

"Uncle Mason," Emily ran to where the three adults were standing.

"Yes?" Mason asked. Olivia came running out after her.

"Daddy! Can Emily sleep over?" she asked as she jumped up and down with excitement. It brought a smile to Lily's face to see her neice so happy.

"Sure, if it's okay with you, Lil?"

Emily looked up at the blonde with pleading emerald eyes. Lily nodded, and Emily hugged her waist.

"I love you! Thank you!"

"You're welcome, sweet pea," the children ran off back to the cell. "We'll talk tomorrow," Lily said to her brother. "I'm spent, so I'm gonna go to bed."

"Night."

"Night," the siblings hugged again before going their separate ways.

Daryl and Lily walked back to their cell hand in hand. Before they could get there, Maggie emerged from her and Glenn's cell with a familiar bag.

"Thought you might want your clothes back," Maggie said as she held out the bag.

"Thank you, so, so much," the two girls hugged.

Finally, the couple made their way to their new home...which was a prison cell...but never the less, their home. Daryl shut the iron barred door.

"Aren't we locked in now?" she asked.

"Got keys," he pointed to a hook on the far wall. She nodded, and began to take in her surroundings. There was a bunk bed on the back wall, Daryl's cross-bow was positioned on the wall beside it, Lily's bow was right next to his, and their bags were at the front of the cell.

"Home sweet home," she smiled. He began to pull down the sheets he'd made into curtains, she began to wordlessly help him.

"Ain't the hotel but it'll do," he replied. She nodded in agreement, finding there was safety behind these bars. Lily opened her duffel and found a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt. She quickly changed, being grateful for the privacy of the dark colored sheet.

Then, the two laid down together on the small bunk, only meant for one. They had a silent agreement not to leave the other if avoidable. Lily rested her head on Daryl's chest, as he wrapped one arm around her waist. She slowly let her fingers work at the buttons on his sleeveless shirt. His hand caught her's when he realized what she was doing.

"What's wrong?" she asked, as she looked up at Daryl with sad eyes.
"Yew don' wanna see that."

"I do Daryl. I really do, I'm not going to think any less of you. It's not something you could control..." He let out a long sigh, and pulled his hand away from her's. She went back to work at the buttons. Once she got them all undone, he cringed as she pulled the shirt apart and saw the scars that covered much of his upper body. Lily noticed his discomfort, and gave him a reassuring smile, before planting a kiss on one of the larger scars, then another and another."

"Whut yew doin' Princess?" he asked.

"Making it better," she said simply. "I want you to remember my lips against your skin, not anything that happened before."

She continued to kiss different places on his chest. His muscles slowly began to relax. Once Lily felt as if she'd kissed every single last scar, she looked back up at Daryl and kissed his lips softly.

"Love you," he said against her lips.

"I love you too," she grinned.

The two cuddled closer and fell asleep in their comfortable position.

AN: I know it was kind fluffy, but I'm a romantic sap, and I was in the mood to write fluffy, sappy stuff, I hope y'all liked it :)