Again, sorry for the delay in getting this chapter up! I'll try not to make you wait as long next time.

Hope you're all good!

xKim

"We're walkin'?" Carol asked as she and Daryl reached the gate where Rick stood with Michonne, "Why don't we take the bike?"

"Don't worry," Daryl placed his hand on the small of her back in an attempt to comfort her, "It's not that far away."

Carol looked uneasy but nodded anyway, "Okay."

"Do you think I'd bring you out with me if I thought we'd be in danger?" He asked arching an eyebrow and smiling slightly, "Stop worrying."

Carol nodded and looked towards Rick who was already smiling.

"You two all set to go?" Rick asked looking from Carol to Daryl and then back again, Carol nodded, "Well, keep safe."

"Always do." Daryl stated removing his hand from the base of Carol's back; he nodded his head at Rick and Michonne and stepped over to the gate, unlocked it and handed Rick the keys. "We'll be back before it gets dark." He stated confidently.

For Carol, Daryl was lucky to be so sure.

X

"My feet are killin' me." Carol complained as she lost her footing and almost fell, she grabbed hold of Daryl's forearm to steady herself and straightened up.

"You're always moanin' about somethin'," He observed light-heartedly. "If it's not the heat it's your feet."

Carol smirked and shoved into him, he barely moved, "You know you love me."

Daryl scoffed, "In small doses."

"Is that an admission?" Carol asked, she stopped dead in her tracks and held his gaze.

Daryl shrugged and motioned for her to keep up, "Take it however you want." He blushed, looking anywhere but directly at her. "The cars somewhere around here." He stated in an attempt to change the subject.

Carol nodded slowly, noting him not-so-subtly changing the subject; she followed him closely, stopping when he did to listen to the rustling of trees, "What is it?" She asked.

"Just the wind." Daryl replied quietly, he slowly lowered his crossbow and turned to face Carol, "Don't look so tense."

"We could literally be attacked by Walkers at any given minute Daryl; you should be a little more tense."

Daryl snorted and shook his head simultaneously, "There's no point in gettin' all worked up over somethin' that might not even happen."

"In this world it's more likely to happen than not," She told him as they reached the car, Carol spotted a Walker in the distance but considering it wasn't an immediate threat she stopped walking and placed her hands on her aching thighs as Daryl lined up the Walker in his sights, he fired his crossbow and smiled a satisfied smile as the body hit the floor. "See."

"And we handled it."

Carol rolled her eyes as she opened the passenger side door and Daryl smirked, "What?"

"Would this be classed as our first argument?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

Carol almost laughed, "We've argued before?"

"Not while we've been a thing."

Carol stifled her giggles and moved around to his side of the car, she leant against the car door in front of him and bit down softly on her bottom lip, "A thing? That's really how you're goin' to define us?"

"Yep." He smiled back.

"'A thing' sounds so...unimportant. Like its temporary...is that how you see us?" She asked grabbing a fistful of his shirt and pulling him in close. Daryl shook his head, his hands instinctively found her hips, "Good." She added before reaching up to place a chaste kiss on his lips, "Because like it or not you're stuck with me."

"You say that like it's a bad thing." Daryl replied with an impish look in his eyes, he leant down and brushed his lips against hers, softly at first but as her hands found the back of his neck he tightened his hold around her waist. He made a low guttural sound and lifted her up a few inches off the ground, much to her delight. He was definitely becoming more comfortable with the whole thing. "We should get back in the car." He mumbled into her lips.

"OR we could just enjoy this rare moment of complete and utter seclusion?" Carol suggested, she sunk back down onto her heels and bit down on her bottom lip, "Unless you want to christen the back seat?"

"Jesus woman, don't you think about anythin' else?"

Carol smiled slightly and shrugged, "Occasionally I think about Walkers..."

"Occasionally." Daryl scoffed and nodded his head in the direction of the passenger side door, "C'mon, let's get this stuff back to the prison."

"So that's a no?" She teased manoeuvring around the car.

"That's a not right now." Daryl confirmed with a shake of his head, "I told Rick we'd be back before dark." He told her as they both got into the car, "I know I'm frustratin' you..."

"Just a tad."

Daryl shot her an apologetic look and shrugged before bringing the car to life, he got into gear and began to drive, "I can't even say that I'm worth the wait."

"Don't," Carol warned him, she frowned and placed her hand on his upper thigh, Daryl floored the accelerator and tried to think of anything but her hands on him, "You'll be worth it." She breathed.

Daryl swallowed hard and shrugged, "I hope so."