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An invisible weight lifted from my shoulders and I enjoyed the moment until Shane started barking at everyone.
"Everyone get your stuff and make camp over there where Hershal said." He pointed before going back in the house with Lori.
"Ya, you go back to your pretend family and let us do the work." I mumbled walking behind the group. Dale had taken T-Dog to the house to get his cut sanitized and some antibiotics to help kill off the infection. That left Daryl, Carol, Andrea, Glenn and myself to set up camp. It didn't take me very long to get all my stuff set up, but the sun was a bitch today. I saw Carol struggling with her tent so I went over to help her. As I lifted the end that had been dragging on the ground she gave me a small smile. We shuffled over to Carol's spot and dropped the tent, brushing our hands against out dirty pants.
"Can you believe how hot it is today?" Carol said, running a hand through her spiky hair.
"I know, its like an inferno." I sighed, turning towards my tent. Everyone was busy with their own things so I decided to take refuge from the sun in my tent. Daryl had be pitching it while I helped Carol, but he disappeared. I took a few glances around, seeing the empty land before I went into the tent. I sure did miss this old tent, and the privacy that I got from it. I sat on my sleeping bag, resting my head on my pillow. Minutes later, I fell asleep.
Two hands shook my shoulders, waking me up instantly. My eyes flew open as I reached for a nearby weapon when I realized it was Daryl. I sighed and tried to lay down again only to be stopped by Daryl. "What do you want?" I groaned.
"Dinner." he said before stepping out of the tent. Well shit, I sleep way too long. I stood up and stretched, feeling my bones pop and crack. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and walked out of the tent, towards the fire. Everyone had a plate filled with food, food that I hadn't eaten in forever. It definitely wasn't anything that Daryl had caught.
"Where'd this come from?" I asked, looking at Carol and Dale.
"Hershal and his family made dinner for everyone. They're truly nice people." Carol smiled.
"So all the food's inside then?" I glanced back at the house that was now glowing with light.
"It is, but we brought a plate for you." Dale said, extending a plate for me. I took the plate and smiled. I took a seat near a tree that was away from the group. Sure they were the only people that I had now, but I can only spend so much time with them. I looked down at the plate, it had chicken, vegetables and potatoes with gravy. My mouth instantly watered as I stared at it. I took my time eating, making sure I fully tasted everything. When I finished my plate I felt warm and content, eating my first full meal in months. I stood up and walked to the fire again, adding my plate to the pile that Lori was bringing to the house.
The sun was beginning to set as everyone took a seat around the fire, even though Daryl was still gone. Dale started some deep conversation about the farm and trying to convince Hershal to let us stay. The rant seemed to last forever, but that was a typical Dale move. He talked and watched everything around him, he is easily the most intuitive person of the group. Carol stood up and said her good nights to everyone as she went to her tent. Everyone else slowly retreated to their tents as night took over. It was starting to get chilly so I walked away, leaving Dale and Andrea alone at the fire.
When I got to my tent I changed into some pajamas and crawled into the sleeping bag, which was still warm from the heat of the day. I tossed and turned for a while because my mind was restless. I can't believe we found a safe haven in this mess. I smiled into my pillow and continued to think until I got tired. I had curled myself up against the wall of the tent when I heard footsteps from outside. My eyes shot open and I bolted up, grabbing my axe. I stood in the middle of the tent and listened for any other movement. I could see a dull shadow near the entrance of the tent, coming closer. I braced myself as it unzipped the door and walked in.
"The hell you doin'?" Daryl asked as he closed the zipper.
"Thought you were a walker." I said, dropping my axe on the floor again. "Where'd you disappear to?" I asked as I returned to my spot in the sleeping bag.
"Lookin' for Sophia." He mumbled, taking off his shoes and shirt before he got in the sleeping bag with me. "Didn' find nothin'."
"We're gonna find her." I patted his arm. He turned over and pulled me to him, quickly pecking my forehead. I looked up at him and lifted my head, kissing him. He deepened the kiss, wrapping his arms around my waist. I let my arms snake their way to neck and hair as he left my mouth and kissed along my neck. I ran my hands through his hair, working my way across his shoulders to his chest. His fingers hitched on the bottom of my shirt, swiftly pulling it over my head to throw it across the tent. As we removed the last of our clothes we got as close as humanly possible, having the most fun I've had since the apocalypse started.
