When Carol woke up the next morning she reached for Daryl and found nothing but empty space. She sat up quickly, panic rising. Did he freak out and run already?

"Relax," she heard. "I'm here." She looked towards the window and saw him stand up and walk over to her. "I got breakfast so you could sleep a bit longer 'fore the insanity begins." Daryl came over to the bed and kissed her sending instant tingles to all those areas that had been thoroughly satisfied the night before - not just once but three times. Carol smiled as they parted. She knew if he lingered much longer they'd be fucking again - and wind up late for their first scheduled interview of the day.

"We ain't got a lot of time," Daryl said apologetically. "You eat and I'm gonna shower… alone," he added with a half grin. Again, they both knew exactly what would happen if they got back in that shower together. Carol flashed back to the soap and hot water… and to the feel of him fucking her under the shower spray as he rubbed the soap all over her body. It was really hard not to follow him into the bathroom but she sighed and waited until he shut the door before she slipped her naked body out of bed and put on the robe.

Carol heard the shower start as she checked out the food he'd brought back. Before she had a chance to take a bite there was a knock on the door. She quickly walked over and pulled it open, expecting to see Merle standing there. But instead there was a group of 5 young women, all likely in their early 20s, gorgeous and very well dressed. "See, I told you this was a bad idea," one of them hissed.

"No, this is the room… I know it. I saw him go in here," another hissed back.

"Um, can I help you?" Carol asked, trying to be polite.

"Is, uh, is Daryl here?" a little blonde pixie looking girl asked.

"No, he's n…" Carol started to speak as she went to close the door.

But from behind her she heard his voice. "Hey, changed my mind… you wanna… holy fuck…" She turned and saw his bare ass running back into the bathroom.

All the girls started chatting and giggling at the same time. Carol heard random statements in the swirl of voices.

"See, I told you."

"No way… he's not with her…"

"She's… old…"

"Come on, let's get out of here."

"Did you see his ass? Oh my god…"

"He's so fucking gorgeous."

"Let's goooooooo."

"I can't believe it though... " A brunette looked back at Carol as the group started to walk away. "Why is he with her? Gross."

Tears stung her eyes instantly and Carol quickly shut the door. Their words were bouncing around in her mind. "Old. Why? Gross. Why? No way…" They're just jealous, Carol tried to tell herself. Let it go. But how do you forget something like that? And what if they're right? It was only a matter of time before a man as sexy as Daryl ended up with a young, beautiful girl. In a matter of months he was going to be an international star. He would be known all over the world. Carol had no doubt that people would fall in love with his character and fall even more in love with him.

It didn't matter anyway, Carol tried to rationalize. No matter who Daryl ended up with they would always remain friends - that's what was important. But it didn't do a thing to ease the stinging pain in her heart.

"Who the fuck was that?" Daryl asked, peeking out of the bathroom.

"Oh just some girls who had the wrong room," Carol lied over her shoulder, not wanting to let him see her face until she got things under control again. "Go ahead and shower, we're gonna be late." She knew she should have told him the truth, but they had an interview in less than an hour and she had to get her shit together.

Carol mindlessly gathered her clothes while she waited for Daryl to finish in the shower. She looked over at the food but she felt too sick to eat.

He emerged a few minutes later in a towel. "It's all yours, left it running," he said. Carol started towards the bathroom. "Hey, you didn't eat…"

"Oh, uh…" she turned and saw how disappointed he looked. "I tried, but I'm just really nervous about the interviews and stuff." Carol wasn't completely lying - she was nervous, but it wasn't the reason she could bear to put a bite of food in her mouth right then. He still looked wounded so she went back and hugged him. "Please don't be upset. It was so sweet of you to go get us breakfast and I appreciate it so much, but I just… I just can't eat right now."

Daryl nodded. "'Kay." He looked at her strangely. "You sure you're okay? Like about last night…"

Carol smiled brightly, "Oh don't worry. I'm more than okay about last night. It was amazing." She saw a smile spread across his face and it made her body tingle again. "I gotta…" Carol stepped backwards, still smiling at him. "Gotta get in there…" she motioned towards the bathroom. "I really… gotta…" Before she could take another step Daryl grabbed her and yanked off the robe. The quick movement loosened his towel and it dropped to the floor. Carol looked down as saw he was half hard already. "Daryl," she whispered. "We're gonna be late…"

"It'll be quick," he growled, scooping her up and taking her to the bed. Carol didn't bother protesting any longer once her nipple was in his mouth. She was too far gone herself. They might as well of just gave in earlier and she could have avoided the situation at the door.

She was squirming and writhing under him as Daryl explored her body with his hands and mouth, nipping and sucking her delicate skin. "Fuck me," she gasped as he licked the inside of her thigh. "Please, just… fuck me…" How did he get her so turned on so quickly? All she wanted was his dick in her and there was nothing that would stop her from getting it.

As soon as he penetrated her Carol forgot about the girls at the door and the fact they were going to be late and every other thought in her head. She gave in to the pleasure and focused on nothing but that. She worked her body in rhythm with his and lifted her hips until she found the angle that had him hitting her sweet spot… over and over. "Oh," she cried, unable to control the volume of her voice at first. "Don't stop," she hissed, feeling herself getting closer with each stroke.

Daryl was clinging to her hips and she felt his body jolt but he continued to fuck her, giving her everything he could until he finally pushed her over the edge. Carol whimpered as the orgasm moved through her body. Before she even had her eyes open again Daryl was pulling out and moving off her. "15 minutes… you think you can be ready in time?"

Carol sighed and looked up at him with a smile. "Think they would come looking for us if we just hid in here and stayed in this bed all day?"

"Get your ass in the shower," Daryl chuckled. He was already getting dressed.

"Oh fine," she replied with a pout, hopping out of bed and rushing to the shower that was still running, waiting for her. She had the quickest shower of her life, got dressed, brushed her teeth and threw on some makeup. "Ha, 3 minutes to spare," she announced when she was ready to go.

"I have to brush my teeth," Daryl said, running past her into the bathroom.

"Hmm, well, it won't be my fault if we're late Princess," Carol called out. She gathered her purse and sat on the edge of the bed to wait for him. She had to admit that she was impressed by how easy things were between them. They were still teasing each other, still talking, still, well… friends.

There was a loud bang on the door and Carol heard a voice, "Open up." She didn't have to look even if she'd actually remembered for once - it was Merle. Carol yanked open the door. "Holy fuck, let's go love birds. I covered for you, said Daryl was in the shower as if he was still staying in my room. Said I'd check on you too, but fuck, we gotta go."

"I'm ready," Carol announced with a grin.

"Me too," she heard behind her as Daryl appeared.

He walked up to them and Carol noticed some toothpaste on his face. "Oh, you got a little toothpaste, right… there…" she reached out to show him as he licked and his tongue touched her finger.

They stared at one another for a little too long. "Oh my fucking fuck," Merle grumbled. "I ain't gonna have to keep this a secret if you dumbasses are gonna look at each other like that all day."

Carol watched Daryl's face go red and she smiled. "Let's go," she said, slipping her arm through Merle's. As they stepped out into the hall she had a quick flashback to the group of women that had stood right there a little while earlier. Her stomach flipped but she pushed it away - she had bigger things to worry about - like all the damn interviews and something they called a panel the next day. But the whole way to the elevator she kept hearing their cruel words in her mind. Chances are you'll never see them again, Carol told herself. But what she didn't realize was how many others were out there just like them. Carol couldn't have possibly prepared herself for those she would come to know as… 'fangirls.'