I fluttered my eyes as the sun spilt through the window of the RV, going across my face. I cringed back, bumping into whatever was behind me. I threw a glance over my shoulder, seeing Daryl deep in sleep right before he grabbed me and pulled me to him. His arm tightened around me as he slid his other arm under me to grab me with that one too. He started mumbling, only saying a few understandable words.
"Don'... Come... Stay... Fuck.. Walkers... No." He mumbled, clutching me too tightly. I started gasping for breath as I turned to face him. His face was scrunched up and tense.
"Daryl." I whispered, hoping he would wake up. He tightened his arms even more, squishing my arms and back. "Daryl!" I gasped, sliding my hands to push him away. His eyes fluttered open, looking around in shock. I ran my hands over my upper arms, trying to rub the pain away. He looked at me, giving me a confused look.
"I don't know what you were doing, but you had a death grip around me, so I'm kinda in pain." I shrugged.
"Fuck. Sorry 'bout that." He reached over and slowly ran his calloused hands over my bare arms.
I shivered from his touch and asked, "You okay?" He grunted and nodded, turning from me to put his boots on. I nodded to myself and stretched my arms out, smacking Daryl in the side of the head. My eyes widened as I realized what I just did and I slapped a hand over my mouth to keep from laughing.
"The fuck was that for?" He glared, rubbing his head.
"I didn't mean to, I stretched and you got in the way." I laughed, throwing myself onto my side.
"Real funny huh?" He said, dropping a hand on my thigh, squeezing it. I tried to back up out of his grip, but he just squeezed tighter, making me squeal.
"No, no, no, no." I laughed, pulling my knees to my chest. Daryl took both my thighs in his hands and pulled me to him when we heard Dale.
"Come on T-Dog. Go back in the RV and tell Sam and Daryl to wake up, we gotta go find this farm." Dale said, loud enough for us to hear. Daryl let go of me and put his shirt on, walking towards the front of the RV. I sighed and packed up the blanket, putting it back in the cupboard. T-Dog walked into the RV, looking between us and walked to the bed in the back. Carol, Glenn and Dale got into the RV as Daryl and I walked to his bike.
"Ya'll lead the way. We'll follow." Daryl shouted as he got on the bike and started it. I wrapped my arms around him and watched as the RV turned and drove away. We didn't drive for long before we reached a gate that said "The Greene's". The pavement ended, leaving a dirt road. A little after the RV slowed and came to a stop, revealing a large farm house and barn.
"It looks so safe and untouched." I whispered to myself, sitting back to release Daryl.
"Looks like it." He said. Damn, I really need to stop saying my thoughts out loud, I thought. I followed everyone to the house, waiting to see what happened. I started fidgeting with my hands, cracking my knuckles as we waited. I must have been bugging Glenn and Daryl because Glenn started pacing the yard and Daryl swatted at my hands, making me stop.
The door creaked open, revealing the girl from yesterday. "My names Maggie, this is my dad Hershal." She said, nodding at us.
"You can make camp over by the trees," Hershal said. "That will give you some shade and a safe place to sleep."
Everyone looked at each other for a few seconds, taking in the whole thing. We're safe and we have a place to stay.
