Moving on

Daryl didn't know why he was so aggressively tense. He looked like he was close to pummeling the life out of any living thing in his way. Then Daryl was thinking of Maggie. Why would she counter him with a cold remark then a slap? Maggie was the sweetest thing Daryl met in his fucked up life, and yeah he did say a dumbass thing. But why would Maggie surprise him? He still couldn't register that she had done that. Should've known she would be like that. Daryl was great at banishing people and isolating himself so he decided when Maggie had an apology, he'd open up again. He shrugged the thoughts of those shitty kid problems he was now facing, now walking into the woods. Where he was meant to be.

Maggie couldn't help but let a tear or two slip down her cheek when approaching the front so she could pull herself together when at the steps. She finally went up to the front of the house seeing T-Dog and Dale. "Daryl?" Dale fumbled standing when he saw no sign of Daryl and a teary eyed Maggie. "He got mad at me and ran into the woods. He'll get hurt, gotta get him" she stuttered and picked up. T gave her a look of reassurance after. "Don't worry, when it comes to the woods, Daryl is a hundred percent safe. He's a survivor and would be the first to walk outta there alive" he calmed. Maggie was gonna counted but Dale spoke up. "He's right, Daryl has been in the woods his whole life. If he isn't back in an hour we'll look for him" Maggie only sighed before nodding and going out back. Why did Daryl have to be a pain? By now he should have known how she felt. Maggie could only look into the woods and hope he'd come back in one piece.

Daryl walked down the main trail in the woods leading to the cliff and the lake under it. He noticed three walkers far from his own tracks not noticing him yet. He averted his attention to the sound of bark ripping a bit. Daryl spotted a squirrel by the tree next to him and a rabbit by the mini fortress by the edge of the woods. He first aimed his crossbow at the squirrel and fired a bolt straight through its middle. He carried the lifeless animal and tied it to his strap. Then he moved two trees ahead and heard the three walkers pick up. He took a couple of minutes to set up a snare to where the rabbit should be heading. He then backed up by the edge and noticed one walker by his right by a branch. Daryl took out his sharp tomahawk by its wooden handle and whipped it straight and swiftly into the walker's skull.

He went to retrieve the tomahawk and did so. Daryl placed it back in its sheath. He spun around quickly to see the other two close on him. It was too late to move and the walker grabbed him making him stumble backwards and slip. Daryl fell off the cliff, sliding through sleek rock and mud fast as fuck. He crashed to the dirt and landed right by the water making a thud. "Son of a bitch" he complained feeling his own bolt in his torso. It was all he had as he went lifeless.

Rick and Glenn ended asleep in the bed together curled up since there was no blanket. How had Glenn gotten there and why were they together? Dale passed by the hallway and opened the door to see the two and quickly jumped back. Shutting the door, he started laughing hysterically and Hershel came by to it. "What's going on?" Hershel asked. "Do you have your camera?" A smiling Dale replied. Hershel only nodded before retrieving it and handing it over to Dale. "Rick and Glenn" Dale simply said opening the door. Hershel left the room and rushed to the kitchen crying of laughter and Dale stood there to take the picture. He was surprised it focused in when he was having trouble standing at the sight when taking his leave.

Beth was still lifeless but breathing in her bed in the meantime. Patricia had been in her own room for the whole day. Maggie was laid down beside Beth, holding her close as possible without killing her. She missed Beth's voice and her smile for too long. Maggie just wanted her sister to gain consciousness and Daryl to make a return. Maggie had the feeling one or both would fail to happen. She sighed in frustration and tried to sleep.

Maggie had been napping having dreams in and out. She'd have all of them basically about Daryl. She'd wake up and fall into the same dreams.

Maggie was walking down the trail where Daryl had been when hunting. She had her knife in hand tactically with her Beretta held tight beside it. She entered a cabin and trained her weapons and found nothing. Maggie was caught by surprise when a strong hand snatched her arm and gun. She shrieked and fell back into the figure and found the touch to be familiar. She was disarmed and the figure turned her to face him and it was Daryl. "Daryl, why? What're you?" She was cut off by him pressing her against the wall closing their space. His hands kept her arms on either side of her head and she faced him fearfully. "Daryl" she whispered as he pressed himself against her beginning to rub his hard dick against her front. She sighed at the touch.

Daryl leaned in and Maggie closed her eyes when their foreheads touched, he was smiling at her when she opened her eyes and she returned the look. Why were they both there and what was going on? She didn't care about that stuff when looking in his eyes. All she wanted was him. Daryl leaned in and kissed Maggie's soft lips and their lips worked perfectly together. He was using more tongue being the aggressor of this night. Maggie laughed in his mouth when she felt his urgency and he huffed. "Think that's funny darlin'?" Daryl smirked. Maggie loved that look and knew what was happening. Daryl grabbed Maggie's hips and lifted her and she wrapped her legs around his waist as they kissed and Daryl brought her to an empty room.

Daryl laid Maggie on the mattress leaving a trail of kisses on her neck before ripping his vest off then his pants. She undressed herself bare along with Daryl. He laid beside her and let her start playing with his body. Tweaking and kissing him then grabbing his big delicious cock and running his length. He'd collapse of they were standing. He'd gasped when she threw a leg in between his having her thigh pressed into his penis. "I love you so much" they laughed at how they said it at the same time.

Maggie woke up beside Beth again feeling a throb between her legs. Another dream!? She wanted Daryl so bad and here she was dreaming of him. Slowly she drifted apart from the real world into sleep.

Daryl awoke to the sight of two walkers approaching him. "Shit" he cursed sprawling. He rolled on his uninjured side grabbing his knife and tomahawk standing staggered. "Assholes" he muttered letting the one in front walk towards him spiking the tomahawk into the center of its skull. He simply let the other one reach his arm and he grabbed its shirt stabbing it in the face. He let the knife go fully into his face, letting the make walker fall. Daryl took a quick look up the hill and sighed. "Always me and my luck"

Daryl had blood all over him from his previous encounter making him blend in just in case. He left the bolt in his torso too afraid to see an outcome as he started climbing the cliff. It took Daryl 20 minutes of self taunting and Dixon strength to finally climb the mountain slowly limping his way down the trail finding his snare finding the rabbit dead. He chuckled and strapped it to his rope before continuing his walk.

Rick awoke to Glenn curled in his arms lightly snoring, Glenn woke as well. "Woah uh woah" they both coughed and stood up and off the bed. Rick spoke first, "No idea, but this never happened" he declared. Glenn swallowed hard and only nodded and they both exited.

Rick walked up to his own room to find Lori and notice a small lump in her stomach, he'd give her a crooked smile. "It's yours" she said excitedly. Rick's face lit up and he jumped next to her planting kisses across her cheek up her head before pulling her to his chest. Lori smiled widely at him and Rick hope he could see that face for the rest of his life. "I'm sure it has to be Rick" Lori said again. "I hope" he smiled planting his lips on hers again.

Glenn had walked into Beth's room to see her already curled with Maggie. He smiled and left out to the front porch hoping to see Daryl. Only to find he probably went his own way. He saw Andrea was on watch and Glenn decided to just sit on the porch. Rick ended up being beside him momentarily. "Not gonna lie, was comfortable" Rick shrugged. Glenn laughed.

"WALKER" Andrea yelled, Shane rushed outside bruised with Carol beside him rushing with Rick and Glenn.

Daryl continued to limp down the path to thank god who he'd abandoned that the group was here. He saw half the group coming at him like some party was on and Maggie lingered by the window awake by his sight. Rick approached holding the gun at him and Daryl was annoyed.

"Third time you pointed that thing at my head. You gon' pull the trigger or wha'?" He challenged. Rick lowered his gun. Daryl stopped to stare when a bullet hit the side of his head and he collapsed and Rick started in panic. "NO!" He shouted and tried Daryl's weight as Shane helped him fully carry Daryl.

Maggie woke up seconds later to see heavy shuffling foot steps. She looked into the hallway to see Daryl? Bloody and a bolt in his torso, oh god. She was about to pour and rushed after them. "What happened?" She asked terrified gasping looking at his face as he was set on the bed. "We gotta find out, he's dead asleep" Rick looked hopeless. "And at a loss of blood" Hershel added checking him.

Panic left the air and Hershel decided what was best for Daryl as for everyone who agreed. Maggie quietly slipped into his room approaching him.

Andrea was sitting in Beth's room with Glenn and Rick. "I didn't know. I can't believe I did that" she teared. "Don't get worked up, he's alive and he'll be fine. Daryl would be just fine and proud of what you did just trying protection" Rick assured. They all averted to Beth who opened her eyes and they saw those beautiful mystical Aqua eyes.

Maggie sat in a chair next to Daryl's bed, he was on his back with his right side to her. Maggie noticed he was shirtless and had a two bandages. He looked like a pure badass angel, she couldn't resist him or his body. Maggie ran her hands up a sleeping Daryl's forearms to his chest then his biceps and shoulders. She began massaging his shoulders and took advantage but she couldn't help but be obsessed with this beautiful beast of a man. He was her guardian and she wanted return in compassion by showing her love.

Daryl started coming around to the soft and warm sweet sensation which had to be Maggie but he was too weak and tired to make it stop. And he'd be lying if he wanted her to stop.

"I just want you to know I'm really sorry Daryl, I care about you so much and I don't want you hurt. Can't you understand I was being that way because I care more than anything about you?" A tear slipped down her eye. Daryl was awake long enough to hear her. "I hope you'll forgive me Daryl. I really like you bud" she giggled before another tear fell. Maggie ran her hands through his hair careful not to touch his stitches. She kissed his forehead and backed away still holding his hand. She gave it a kiss and turned, only Daryl held on. Maggie looked back surprised. Daryl gave Maggie's hand a squeeze and let go. Maggie smiled shutting the light and the door letting Daryl fall into a deep sleep. This part of life was moving on.

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