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Carol couldn't remember the last time she spent the whole night talking to someone, she figured it must have been around her school years at various sleepovers – Ed wasn't the greatest conversationalist, he'd get bored easily or have an ulterior motive – but not Daryl...

Daryl stayed awake with her the whole night, listening to stories and occasionally telling her a few of his own. They laughed and, when the subject of Sophia came up, he held her as she cried. She always knew Daryl had a softer side and he'd proven it more in the past week than ever before.

"I should have probably got some sleep." Daryl yawned, he was propped up on his elbow looking down at Carol, "It's your fault for bein' more entertainin'." He half-smiled.

Carol smiled slightly and cupped his cheek in her hand, "You're a real sweetheart Daryl Dixon."

"You're just realisin' that?" He quipped.

She chuckled light-heartedly and shook her head, "Kiss me."

Daryl could only comply. He bowed his head and placed a gentle kiss on her ready lips. "That enough for you?"

"Never."

Daryl smirked and pressed his lips against hers once again but this time he didn't leave it at that, he mirrored her actions perfectly, massaging her tongue with his own all the while he teased her by skimming his right hand underneath her shirt, she mumbled something incoherent into his lips but he didn't break the kiss to find out what it was she was trying to say, the seconds turned into minutes and finally, much to Carol's disappointment, Daryl elevated himself off her.

"Now that was a kiss." Carol breathed in a husky tone of voice, Daryl watched as she bit down on her bottom lip.

"We should get breakfast." Daryl suggested, though he made no effort to move.

"Or we could fool around," She replied using her best 'come to bed' eyes, Daryl squirmed slightly and sat up completely at the foot of the bed, "Jokin'!" She added.

Daryl gave her a look and shook his head, "No you weren't."

She grinned impishly, "Okay, I wasn't."

Daryl scoffed and got to his feet, he pulled on his boots, followed by his jacket and crouched on the floor beside the bed, he took hold of her hand and gave it a little squeeze. "I promise we'll try, soon." He told her quietly, "Just not right now."

She smiled slightly and nodded her head, "Okay."

"We should go get breakfast before it's all gone." He repeated standing up straight and offering her his hand. She took it and got to her feet, "Shoes." He reminded her with a small smile.

She sat back down on the bed and pulled on her boots, all the while Daryl was watching her carefully. "Wait..." She began as he turned to leave.

Daryl shrugged, "What?"

"We haven't said goodbye and it's not like you're goin' to kiss me in front of everyone, are you?" She asked as she placed her hands on her slender hips.

Daryl tilted his head and shrugged, "I might surprise you one day." He told her as she closed the distance between them.

"Yeah and gold might rain from the sky." She quipped with a smile, "It's okay, I don't mind only private shows."

Daryl smirked and placed his hand at the bottom of her back, crushing her body against his, "Good." He breathed before dropping a dozen kisses all over her face, Carol chuckled and placed her hands on his chest.

"A proper goodbye!" She shrieked as he pulled away, "Daryl."

"Carol." He imitated her tone and smiled as her face grew serious. "It's not goodbye, it's see you later." He reminded her.

"I know but still..." She mumbled averting her gaze from his eyes, "It might not be."

"Hey," Daryl began; he bowed his head and caught her line of sight, "Nothin's bad is gonna happen." He told her, though her expression didn't change, "I promise to come back in one piece."

Carol nodded her head slowly, "You better."

Daryl smiled slightly and placed a chaste kiss on her lips, "C'mon, breakfast."