The first time I woke up it was still dark outside and too hot in the tent. I moved my head and realized that I had been resting it on Daryl's chest. I felt his arm move, which then wrapped around my waist to pull me back to him. He let out a sigh and continued to sleep. A smile spread across my face as I relaxed and fell asleep again.

When I woke up again I was facing the wall of the tent, which now had dim light from the sunrise shining in. I could still feel Daryl's arms around my waist, so I carefully turned in them. He was still sound asleep with a small smirk on his face. I reached my neck to look over him and saw that Merle was gone. I guess he had to take a piss or something, I thought as I turned back over and fell asleep.

I woke up to the sun streaming in through the tent wall. I felt two strong arms tighten around me and smiled into my pillow, until I felt something else. Morning. Right, I thought as I tried my hardest not to laugh. I grabbed Daryl's arms and slowly unwrapped them from my waist, letting myself get out of the sleeping bag. As I reached to unzip the door Daryl woke up.

"What the? Oh yea." He mumbled to himself as he remembered the night and where we were.

"Morning sleepin' beauty." I chuckled and left him in the tent. It seemed that everyone was gathered around the RV so I walked towards it, only to be stopped but Shane.

"Morning. Sleep okay?" He asked.

"I did thank you." I replied quietly, turning to continue walking.

"Hold on a second. I thought we should tell you before Daryl. Merle's gone with a few others to Atlanta to get supplies." He said while taking a cautious step back.

"You sent Merle to Atlanta with a few other people? Are you insane?! It's a death trap back there!" I shouted at him.

"He volunteered. Like I said, your all gonna have to pitch in around here if you want to stay." Shane said as he turned and walked back to the group.

"Damnit." I mumbled, turning around and going back to the tent. "Daryl I-" I said as I unzipped the tent and stepped in. Daryl quickly flipped in the sleeping bag, clearly not expecting anyone to walk in on him.

"Uh. Just come find me after.. your .. done." I said, taking steps backward to leave the tent and zip it up again. I walked to the RV where Lori was still standing, alone this time.

"Morning Lori." I said, giving a small smile.

"Good morning Sam." she returned.

"Um, is there anything I can help with like, hunting, collecting wood?" I asked awkwardly.

"Well" She said looking around. "If you and Daryl are able to hunt, I think that would be a good idea."

"Alright." I smiled and turned back to the tent. As I was walking Daryl walked out of the tent, carying is crossbow.

"Hey. They want us to go hunting, that ok?" I asked as he approached me.

"Whatever. Where's Merle at?" he asked.

Shit. "Well they needed some people to go to Atlanta and get some supplies so Merle volunteered to go with a few others." I said, watching Daryl's face fill with rage.

"You gotta be fucking kidding! He really that stupid?" He said loudly, as he turned to walk away and deal, but I grabbed his shoulder.

"I'm going with you." I said, watching his reaction.

"Well come on. I ain't got all day." He said, turning his back to me. I grabbed one of Daryl's knives from the tent and jogged to catch up to him as he entered the forest.