I woke up in the morning, curled up against Daryl, who was on his side facing me. I slid his arm off my waist to get out of bed, but he let out a sigh and pulled me even closer so that my face was pressed into his chest. I tired to break away from his grip, but I had no luck. Why did he have to be so strong? I thought to myself. I managed to turn onto my other side, but Daryls arm was firmly attached to my waist until he woke up. He let out a yawn and stretched, finally letting go of me. I sat up in the sleeping bag, letting him see that I was awake.
"Morning." I said as I stood up, giving him a smile.
"Mornin'" He replied with a sexy morning voice. I laughed and walked out of the tent to go to the RV. As I was walking I saw Andrea sitting on the ground beside a body and remembered everything from last night. I stopped and stared, not knowing what to do. I looked around to see if anyone was awake, but I was the only one. I walked over to her, to see if she was alright.
"Andrea, have you slept?" I asked. She just shook her head, no.
"Andrea, she's going to turn soon, you have to be careful okay? I know it's hard, but you need to be able to." I said, picking her gun up from the ground and placing it in her lap. She didn't flinch or move. She just watched her sister's body, which was now pale and cold. I stood up and walked back to the tent, walking in to go back to sleep for a bit. I found Daryl had fallen back to sleep, luckily he hadn't taken up the whole sleeping bag. I got into the bag and got comfortable. I was half asleep when I felt Daryl move, then I felt him cuddle against my back side as I fell asleep.
I woke up to find that I was alone in the tent. Stretching, I got up and went to the RV where everyone was have a discussion.
"We can't stay here anymore. Clearly it isn't safe." Shane said, looking at Rick.
"He's right, we're going to have to leave and make camp farther from the city." He agreed.
Walking over beside Shane I asked, "And where do you suppose we go?"
"The CDC, they were supposed to have a safe zone." Rick said, trying to convice Shane more than anyone else. I took a few steps back, standing near Carol and Sophia as the rest continued talking about the CDC.
"It's settled then, everyone get packing your stuff and we'll leave." Rick said, settling the argument. I turned around and started walking back to the tent. As I was walking I tripped over something and threw my hands out to catch myself, but something grabbed me instead. I looked to see what grabbed me and saw that it was Daryl, then I looked to see what I tripped over which turned out to be the arm of a walker from last night. I shook my head and Daryl laughed while letting me go.
"Thanks" I said as we walked to the tent.
"Watch where your walkin' next time." He said as he walked into the tent and started packing up his and Merle's stuff. I grabbed my axe, clothing and the sleeping bag. We had everything packed and ready about fifteen minutes later. I walked back to the RV to find Shane.
"How are the arrangements going to be for the vehicals?" I asked.
"Well, your gonna be with Daryl, but I gotta talk to him about that truck he got back in Atlanta while they were looking for Merle." He said.
"Why? What's wrong with it?" I asked, confused.
"Its using too much gas and that motorcycle in the tailgate is slowing it down." He answered as he walked away from me towards Daryl. Suprisingly Daryl was okay with the truck being left behind. I walked around waiting to leave while everyone finished packing. I wasn't paying attention and deep in thought when I smacked into something.
"Shit. Sorr- Oh, sorry Glenn. I really didn't mean to walk into you." I said, shaking my head at myself.
"That's alright Sam. I think were all a little dazed right now. Why don't you go sit for a while, until we hit the road." Glenn suggested. I nodded and walked over to a tree to sit in the shade. As I sat I let my mind wander, letting myself think about Daryl. His broad shoulders, his torn sleeves, his large muscles flexing as he helped carry the heavier things and his large, dirty hands. I closed my eyes, imagining his sculpted stomach and the trade mark "V" at his hips. It was then that I felt two large hands grab my shoulders and shake me slightly, causing my eyes to flicker open.
