Once they had all the gas they needed they met back up at the car. Daryl pressed a kiss to Lily's lips. She made a face at him once he pulled away.
"You taste like gas," she said.
"Sorry, Princess," Daryl placed the . "Why don' yew?" he wondered.
"Oh uh-"
"Ya, why don' ya?" Merle asked.
"I think we should go," Rose said.
"Rose is right. I'll drive," Lily said as she jumped in the driver seat. Everyone else followed and she began to drive back home. "I'm thinking we should wait until tomorrow to leave. We won't have enough light if we leave tonight."
"Makes sense," Daryl agreed, as he took Lily's hand from the steering wheel and kissed each finger.
The rest of the car ride was much like the drive there. Everyone was quiet. There wasn't much to talk about, and they could all sit in the comfortable silence without feeling the need to fill the car with mindless conversation. Lily made the drive back to her home, and pulled up to the curb. This was one of the last times she'd see her house, that'd been her home for so many years.
Lily and the rest of the group carried the gas cans into the house. They set them right inside the front door. If the cans were to be left outside, there was the possibility of them being stolen. Emily ran to the blonde as soon as she her cans on the ground. The two hugged.
"Ew, you smell bad," Emily said.
"Yeah...I smell like gas. Sorry sweetie."
"It's okay," Emily held her nose until Daryl walked through the door. She hugged him too. "I missed you, Dary!"
"I missed yew too, Em."
Daryl pulled Lily into the hug too.
"I'm so glad y'all are back..."
The two smiled and kissed the girl's forehead. Once they all separated, Maggie walked up to Lily with a smile. She hugged her friend.
"By the way, the water works," Maggie pointed out. She was clearly hinting to the fact that Lily needed a shower.
"Okay, I'll go shower," Lily grinned and went to her bedroom. She picked clothes from one of the trash bags, and went into the bathroom. That's when she noticed how her stomach was growing. It was solid, and slightly round. She'd have to tell Daryl soon, because within the next month, it would be obvious that she was pregnant.
The bathroom was dark, but she knew this place like the back of her hand and would be able to find her way easily. Towels were still under the sink, along with her many bottles of shampoo, conditioner, and assorted scented soaps. She grabbed random bottles, turned on the water, and entered the shower. Since, nobody would hear, and she loved to sing. She chose to begin singing a song that fade her think of Daryl.
"I never thought that you would be the one to hold my heart. But you came around and you knocked me off the ground from the start. You put your arms around me and I believe that it's easier for you to let me go. You put your arms around me and I'm home.
How many times will you let me change my mind and turn around? I can't decide if I'll let you save my life, of if I'll drown. I hope that you see right through my walls. I hope that you catch me 'cause I'm already fallin'. I never let my love get so close. You put your arms around me and I'm home.
The world is comin' down on me, and I can't find a reason to be loved. I never wanna leave you but I can't make you bleed if I'm alone. You put your arms around me and I believe that it's easier for you to let me go. I hope that you see right though my walls. I hope that you catch me 'cause I'm already fallin'. I'll never let our love get so close. You put your arms around me and I'm ho oh oh oh me.
I tried my best to never let you in to see the truth. And I'm never home and I've never truly loved 'til you put your arms around me. And I believe that it's easier for you to let me go.
I hope that you see right though my walls. I hope that you catch me 'cause I'm already fallin'. And I'll never let our love get so close. You put your arms around me and I'm home. You put your arms around me and I'm home."
Once Lily had finished he song, she heard someone else in the bathroom with her.
"Wow, tha' was..."
"Like a cat in a blender?" Lily asked over the sound of the water.
"Pretty much," Daryl laughed softly.
"Well, pay attention to the words, 'cause the song reminds me of you..." Daryl stayed quiet. He had heard every word. And, if he was being honest, he thought she was singing about some other dude. He would've never guessed she'd sing about him. "Can you hand me my towel?"
"Here," he felt his way to the sing, and held the towel over the top of the shower.
"Thanks," she shut the water off, and wrapped the towel around her before stepping out of the shower.
"Mm hm." Lily found her hair brush, and used it on her short hair. "If yew wan' I can go..." Daryl offered.
"I don't want," she used the counter of the sink to make her way over to him, and grab his hand. "I want you to stay right here with me."
"As yew wish, Princess," he agreed. She went back to brushing her hair, and he wrapped his arms around her waist. Daryl moved the hair from her right shoulder and gently pressed his lips to her skin.
"Actually, you should take a shower," Lily grinned.
"Shoul' I?"
"Yes, stinky," she laughed.
"The water warm?" he asked.
"Hell no. But you smell."
"Yew sure ya don' wanna have a little fun first?"
Lily turned and faced him with a grin.
"Maybe after," she pecked his lips. "And brush your teeth. You still taste like gas."
Daryl laughed softly. He knew she wasn't being demanding. It was her playful way of telling him what to do. He could refuse, but he did need a shower.
"'Course," he agreed. "Now, go git me som' clothes," he pulled away and playfully smacked her ass.
"Yes, sir," she grinned. "But I'm gonna get dressed first."
"Git on with it then."
"Watch it Dixon, or you won't need those clothes," he started to kiss her again, but she grabbed her tooth brush from the sink, and handed it to him. "Tooth paste's in the drawer."
He grunted. Lily began to dress in the darkess. Daryl brushed his teeth in the sink, and turned the water for the shower on. He stepped into cold shower, and once Lily was dressed she left the room and hurried to the kitchen. She grabbed a candle from the drawer, deciding it was too dark in the bathroom, and found an outfit from the pile of the men's clothes, along with a leather jacket. When she came back into the bathroom, Daryl was still in the shower.
Lily set the candle on the counter, and found the matches she kept in there. She used her thumb and first finger to strike the match against he box. The flame ignited from seemingly nothing, and she pressed it to the wick of the candle.
"Fuck," she cursed.
"What's wron'?" Daryl asked from the shower.
"Burnt my thumb."
Daryl stepped out of the shower, and wrapped the towel around his waist. The water still flowed from the shower head. He carefully took her hand in his and let the could water fall onto her thumb. It soothed the pain. Then, Daryl planted a kiss on her thumb.
"Better?" he asked. She nodded, and he pressed a kiss to her lips. "That better too?"
"Much," she kissed him back, he held her chin, and pulled her closer so he could take control of their kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and pulled him closer to her. She sat on the sink counter. Lily's hand brushed against one of the scars on his back, and he reacted immediately by pulling away. "I'm sorry," she whispered. He looked at her for a moment, he'd forgotten who he was with for just a moment. Once he remembered it was Lily, the woman who he loved, and wasn't bothered by his scars, he pressed his lips against her's once more.
AN: The song was "Arms" by Christina Perri, in case you didn't know. Sorry to some of you that might listen to older music...I don't listen to much of that...and for some reason, that song made me think of Lily and Daryl. So...yeah. There it was. New chapter very soon.