Into The Woods Chapter 6, a walking dead fanfic

Summary: On the hunt for Sophia, Daryl gets gravely injured. Almost certain he was screwed; he gets a surprise in the form of an old friend.

Into The Woods

Chapter 6

Song – Bulletproof – By La Roux

Been there, done that messed around
I'm having fun, don't put me down
I'll never let you sweep me off my feet

I won't let you in again
The messages I tried to send
My information's just not going in

Burning bridges shore to shore
I break away from something more
I'm not turned on to love until it's cheap

Been there, done that messed around
I'm having fun, don't put me down
I'll never let you sweep me off my feet

This time, baby, I'll be bulletproof
This time, baby, I'll be bulletproof

Aleigh sat outside the trailer, playing with one of her rare cigarettes. She didn't often smoke, only when she got really really bored. Now was one of those times. She had been alone for a few hours, which was actually a rare thing itself. Usually Daryl was around and if he wasn't then Merle was. The younger of the brothers had gone off hunting and Aleigh had decided not to go along. She knew it surprised him. Usually she wanted to go, sometimes she even had to tease and seduce him into letting her go along and teaching her.

She needed to think though.

Aleigh was completely caught off guard that morning. Not by the morning sex that seemed almost daily, but because she hadn't been the instigator. Usually she was awake first but not today. No, today she was woken up by the most talented tongue in the world. It was a spectacular way to wake up, she had to admit. Then, on top of the morning sex, she found out that Daryl had brought her breakfast (restaurant bought but the thought was still there). The breakfast had come with more sex involving licking syrup of each other and followed by shower sex to clean off all the stickiness.

At which point, Aleigh knew she had screwed herself royally.

Daryl had uttered two words after kissing her in such a way that were he not already holding her up, she was certain she would have fallen over.

"Happy birthday."

He had remembered.

No one ever remembered her birthday. Hell, Aleigh barely remembered her own birthday. She had stared at him in surprise and such adoration. They didn't lock eyes again after that. They had gotten dressed in silence and then Daryl had declared he was going out hunting. Aleigh had said she'd see him later and, after a slightly surprised and confused look, he was gone.

Now she was contemplating this feeling that wouldn't leave her alone.

"So, you's in love with the twerp, eh?" Merle's gruff voice shook the red headed teenager out of her thoughts as her eyes drifted up from the barely smoked but almost got cigarette to look at the man that had saved her life.

"I...what...you...how...huh?" Aleigh stuttered over her words, shocked and surprised but not denying.

"Ah kid...you're screwed." Merle muttered, lowering himself down beside Aleigh on the steps leading into the trailer. "We ain't people to love. Bang, yes, but love...nope." The red head flicked away the burnt out cigarette and ran her fingers through her hair.

"How do you..." Aleigh decided to ask first.

"It's pretty damn obvious." Merle pointed out with a slight chuckle. "You's always talking about him when he ain't around. The two of you fuck like monkeys. You been sharing so many looks, even a blind man could tell."

"Damn it." Aleigh muttered, putting her hands over her face. She groaned and dragged her hands downward before linking her fingers and resting her chin on them. "It's my birthday."

"Yeah? Well damn." Merle muttered. "Way to go, you survived another year."

"Yeah." Aleigh scoffed.

"You expecting a present?" Merle asked warily. "I'm sure Darylina's given you enough already."

"I ain't wanting any presents." Aleigh assured with an eye roll. "And he was the one that remembered. I told him months ago, after he asked about why we ain't ever done anything about it." In all honesty, Aleigh would disappear most of the time for the day before; of and after her birthday then forget about it until the next year. The boys had never asked since she had never come back with any wounds or anything.

Her birthday had never been brought up before, never asked about, never mentioned. If Merle was around at his birthday, Aleigh made him a cake. For Daryl, well, he got a cake too plus any kinky sex play he wanted. Aleigh had let him bind her hands to the headboard as she wore slutty lingerie last birthday.

"You're screwed." Merle mused, shrugging.

He was right, of course. If there was one thing Aleigh learned in her time with these two, it was that Dixons didn't love. They showed loyalty and were protective over what they assumed to be theirs but love wasn't a possibility. Aleigh wondered for a moment if she could convince herself that it didn't matter to her but after a few minutes of trying, she knew she couldn't.

But there was no damn way in hell was she going to mention it to Daryl.

It was bad enough she had actually said she loved him once when she was drunk and he had gone silent until she brought up something about puppies. It was never mentioned again. Daryl assumed she had forgotten about it in her drunken haze but Aleigh just never brought it up.

"You don't say anything about this." The red head instructed, standing up and looking at Merle.

"About what?" Merle asked, taking a swig of a beer that the girl was almost certain he did not have a few seconds ago. She just shook her head and kissed his cheek before going inside.

Aleigh opened her eyes and the first thing that caught her attention was the fact that there were walls.

Strange, but...that was it.

The second thing she noticed was her arm was killing her! If she had any indication that it would make things better, she would have ripped her arm off to save herself the pain.

Pain...the men...TANYA!

Aleigh sat up quickly then got caught by instantaneous dizziness that dropped her back down.

"HELLO? ANYONE!" Her yelling caused noises somewhere else in the house and soon Maggie was at the door peering in at her.

"Oh my god, you're awake!" The young woman sounded almost surprised.

"Course I'm awake, what the fuck?" Aleigh asked.

"You've...actually, hang on...DAD." Maggie was gone from the room as fast as she had come and that just pissed Aleigh off more. She sat up again, slower this time, and threw off the blankets.

Then paused at the bandages wrapped around her thighs and stomach. Her one arm proved to be held in a sling while bandages crossed over her shoulder where she remembered getting shot.

Several people bombarded the room while Aleigh was busy looking herself over. Sophia had led the pack, diving onto the bed to gingerly hug Aleigh with tears in her eyes. Behind her had come Hershel and Shane, the latter of whom stood near the door, just watching. Behind them came Rick and Tanya, both of them following the old veterinarian to the bed where Tanya also gave Aleigh a light hug, thanking her several times.

Aleigh noticed after a few seconds that they were all in various stages of wet, at which point she looked out the window and saw it raining.

"It's been two days Aleigh." Rick explained softly as the woman turned soft green eyes to him. "We weren't exactly sure if you were going to last. Your GSW was verging on infection by the time Hershel got to you."

"Which one is a GSW?" Sophia asked softly, looking over Aleigh's bandages.

Stands for Gun Shot Wound." Shane replied when Aleigh didn't. His voice brought her eyes over to him and she watched him curiously. His gaze started to creep her out and she looked away once more as Hershel peeled away the bandages to see the healing progress. Rick and Tanya moved back from the bed but Sophia refused to budge. She held to Aleigh's hand and watched as Hershel helped the woman rotate her arm to assess how well her shoulder was doing. Fresh bandages were put in place and the sling restored.

"So how are you feeling?" Tanya asked nervously.

"Better question is, how are you feeling?" Aleigh turned it around, looking at her newest friend. "Anyone here giving you trouble?"

"Not really." Tanya muttered, a little surprised. "Rick's offered to teach me a few things about handling guns."

"Good." Aleigh encouraged with a smile, nodding at Rick who returned the gesture. "Now...I got just one other question before I get out of this bed and no Doc man, I ain't wanting or needing your permission for that." She looked at each person carefully. "Where's Daryl?"

"Daryl's outside having a screaming match with Lori and Shane, Aleigh after he caught them fucking each other in Shane's tent" Maggie informed them.

Aleigh blinked surprised and disgusted at the fact that Lori was fucking her husband's best friend.

This was fucked up.

At that minute Daryl came walking into the room. He paused at the amount of people in the room then turned his eyes to the bed. As soon as he saw that Aleigh was alive and breathing he snapped.

"DON'T YOU EVER FUCKING DO THAT TO US AGAIN WOMAN, OR I SWEAR TO GOD ALEIGH I'LL-" Daryl was cut off when Aleigh kissed him passionately on the lips. His rant was forgotten as he grabbed her head, burying his fingers in her red hair. The stress and tension that had come from not knowing if she would wake up just flooded away.

Sophia giggling brought the duo back to the reality that they weren't alone in the room. They slowly separated and glanced around, everyone else having their attention elsewhere.

"So..." Aleigh started, shifting slightly to get more comfortable. All eyes turned back to her. "I'm starving."

"I'll get some of the toast Beth and Maggie made earlier." Tanya offered. "It should still be good." Upon Aleigh's nod, the other woman left the room, slowly followed by Hershel. When Rick went to follow, Aleigh whistled at him to catch his attention and stop him.

"How long?" She asked, concerned for the man.

"It was going on since...all of this started." Rick explained heavily. "Shane told Lori I was dead. When I joined the group...she swore to me it was over." Aleigh looked at him sympathetically.

"If any of you say that I said what I'm about to say, I will murder you." Daryl muttered, drawing attention to himself. He sighed and looked Rick dead in the eye. "That bitch don't deserve you. She ain't done nothing to help this group. Can't even keep track of her own kid. Hell, half the time he goes off is because she ain't watching."

"Daryl..." Rick started. He sounded like he was going to say something, possibly defend his wife, but then he just sighed and shook his head. "I know. I'm glad you're okay Aleigh."

"She told me to go after you." Aleigh announced suddenly. "Of all the people here...she came at me, and told me to do that." The statement brought a deep frown to Rick's face. He gave her a nod and a look of assurance before he walked out of the room.

Aleigh turned to Daryl and Sophia and gave the girl a warm smile before speaking.

"Fucking bitch." Daryl grumbled.

"You're gonna be okay, right Aleigh?" Sophia asked.

"Course I am." Aleigh assured the young girl cheerfully. "This ain't nothing." Sophia smiled and nodded. When Tanya returned with the toast, the young blonde left with the woman to give Aleigh and Daryl time alone together.

"It was raining then too, you know." Daryl pointed out, looking out the window at the falling rain.

"When?" Aleigh asked, confused.

"When you left." Daryl replied. Aleigh's insides dropped. She knew they would eventually have to talk about this, knew that he wasn't just going to forget it, but she had been falling under the false hope that maybe he had let it slide.

After all, it had been a couple of years..

"Feel better now?" Daryl asked that cocky ass smile on his face.

"Yes, actually, much." Aleigh shot back. "In fact, I think I'm ready to sleep now, good night." She made the move to roll over, back to him. He let her and for a wild moment, Aleigh actually thought he was just going to let her sleep, or at least fake until she admitted to her bluffing.

Instead, he slid his arm around her waist and pulled her backwards so her back pressed against his chest.

"You need a few more mind blowing moments before you get that sleepy." Daryl reminded the woman. She groaned, feeling the hard length against the curve of her rear.

"Do I get another then?" Aleigh whispered, her breath coming in pants as she looked over her shoulder at the man behind her.

"Darling...you ain't sleeping anytime soon." Daryl pointed out. He slid his hand down her stomach and reached between her thighs, giving a small rub to her sensitive clit before grabbing her thighs to separate her legs. He lined up carefully and then plunged inside, both of them letting out satisfied groans.

It amazed Aleigh at the fact of how often they did this; there was still new ways to try. Daryl still got hard almost insanely fast and he was still able to work her into multiple frenzies.

"You gonna move Cowboy?" Aleigh asked teasingly. His grunt and a rough pull in and out was his response. She moaned, looping her leg backwards around his as she took his hand.

His hips thrusted upward, ensuring hard hits each time. The left over anger from whatever had been said with his dad was obviously getting translated into rough actions, not that Aleigh cared. They didn't do the slow and steady thing; they went full force, rocking the bed with all they had. Hell, she was sure at one point they must have rocked the whole trailer.

Her mind cut off as Daryl moved their entwined hands downward. Their fingers working together once more, only this time on the outside as they twirled around the sensitive nub, of flesh. Aleigh squirmed backwards against him, quick shallow breaths escaping her lips.

"Oh God, Daryl" Aleigh gasped out when his fingers pinched at her. She released his hand; let him work her over on his own. She moved hers even lower and brushed her fingers over his slick manhood as it moved in and out of her.

"Fuck" Daryl grunted harshly in her ear as her nails scrapped lightly on him.

Their position was changed so fast, she hardly believed it happened. One second he was pulling completely out of her, next she was forced onto her back and he was thrusting back in, rough and wild. Her eyes rolled as she pushed her head and shoulders back against the pillows, back arching up. The bed squeaked and groaned, almost in protest to the wild actions. Its noises went unheard by the panting couple as they worked each other up to their highest peaks.

Aleigh let out a near soundless moan as all breath escaped her. Daryl wasn't done just yet it seemed though as he started moving even harder, pushing even faster. His fingers fell back on her clit, catching as she fell to pull her back up again. He leaned over her, mouth attaching to her neck as he nipped and sucked the flesh, leaving a dark purple bruise.

The loudest noise as they both hit their orgasms was the bed finally giving way, the legs snapping and the rest dropping to the floor with a thud that shook the trailer.

Daryl rolled off of Aleigh and collapsed on the sheets, their legs were a tangled mess and he looked at her then.

Aleigh's dark red wavy curls were a mess around her flushed face as she stared at him with a soft smile "Fuck Daryl" she said tiredly.

"I haven't fucked you all the way yet woman" Daryl said with a smirk. The moan of anticipation was nearly enough to get him hard all over it. He twitched just thinking about what to do next.

After a night of passionate sex, the heat in the room and the bright burning sunlight coming in through the window woke Daryl up as he tried to combat the natural reaction. He rolled over, throwing his arm over his face in an attempt to go back to sleep. Something didn't feel right though. With an unhappy groan, he pushed himself up and looked around.

There was no Aleigh.

No smell of breakfast.

No little girl like things sitting around the room.

"What the fuck." Daryl grumbled. He swung his legs off the bed, momentarily caught off guard by it's position being so much closer to the floor then usual until he remembered it breaking over the night. Standing up, he pulled on some boxers, pants and a wife beater then climbed down the ladder to explore the rest of the trailer.

"God, you're a noisy fucker, ain't ya." Merle joked, lounging on the couch with his feet up on the coffee table, a beer already in his hand. Daryl just grunted in response to his brother then continued his search. Finding the girl no where in the trailer, he moved his hunt outside, even going so far as to ask some of neighbours if they had seen Aleigh.

"Where the fuck did that woman go to?" Daryl grumbled, stomping back into the trailer.

"Think she left." Merle pointed out.

"What? Why the fuck she do that?" Daryl asked, staring at his brother.

"She's a woman, how the fuck should I know?" Merle asked, shrugging.

"You ain't even a little worried?" Daryl questioned, moving around to stand in front of the couch. Merle looked at him as if he was stupid. "You're the one that 'saved' her. You don't think she'd be going straight back into that sort of mess?"

"It's her life." Merle reasoned. "Girl wanted to be save, she stayed here. That's all I offered. Ain't about to go chasing after her if she's decided to be done with this." He stood up and gave his brother an undefinable look. "She's gone baby brother, its better this way. Because in the end...you wouldn't, be able to give her what she really needed."

The way it was all said struck a nerve in Daryl's chest. He frowned, not liking the idea of just letting her go. He understood, of course, what Merle was meaning.

Aleigh had said she loved him. Him...Daryl Dixon...it had been a one time thing but he knew from experience that people were always more honest when they were drunk then when they were sober. Aleigh had meant it, and he had never said anything back, acting as if it hadn't even happened.

Aleigh looked down at he dry bread she held in her hands, not being able to look Daryl in the eye.

"I actually went looking for you." Daryl explained. "Gave you a couple of days, thought that maybe it was just one of those things. Figured after a few days, I couldn't just sit back. Guess it was a few days too long."

"Daryl I..." Aleigh started but was cut off by yelling outside. She scrambled out of the bed, ignoring the pain her body sent out in protest to look out the window. Rick and Shane were arguing, something that didn't seem all that surprising. It was when Rick laid a heavy punch to Shane's face and then stomped off away from the farm that actually caught Aleigh by surprise.

"Damn." Daryl muttered.

"Someone should talk to him before he gets too far." Aleigh suggested before she headed out of the room.

"Hey! You're not going anywhere!" Daryl demanded, catching up to her and grabbing her good arm gently.

"It'll be Rick, I'll be fine." Aleigh tried to assure him.

"Yeah...because being with him last time worked out so well." Daryl muttered sarcastically.

"I'll come back." Aleigh promised softly. "Half an hour alone, then you can come get me and toss me over your shoulder and be all caveman about it."

"Five minutes." Daryl countered.

"Nobody gets anything in five minutes, twenty." Aleigh argued.

"Ten." Daryl ground out.

"Fifteen and that's the final offer." Aleigh declared firmly.

"Fine." Daryl accepted. He pulled her in for a kiss then handed her back her sais, helping her fit them into the holsters before Aleigh took off to catch up with Rick.

Aleigh ran outside to see Rick quite literally beating the shit out of Shane, she ran faster towards them.

"Rick don't do this you're better than him, please don't do this" Aleigh convinced the enraged sheriff.

"MY WIFE SHANE, MY FUCKING WIFE YOU WERE MY BEST FRIEND WHY?" Rick roared anguish in his voice.

"LORI DERSERVES BETTER RICK, I CAN PROTECT HER, CARL AND THE BABY MYSELF" Shane yelled anger in his voice.

Aleigh reached for the man and put a cautious hand on his shoulder. Rick tensed up then sighed and backed off. Aleigh sighed and gave him an apologetic look.

"He is so not worth it." She muttered.

"You're right...he's not." Rick spat out. He let Aleigh start leading him away but they both paused when Shane got to his feet.

"I took care of them." The ex cop shot out, frowning. "The world fell to pieces and who was there? Not you! You were in a fucking coma!"

"So you move right in? Tell them I was dead?" Rick argued, turning back around. "You were my best friend! We've been together through everything! I would have taken a bullet for you any time, anywhere!" He made to move back for Shane but Aleigh put a hand on his chest and he stopped, settling for just glaring.

"You're not strong enough." Shane bit back. "You never have been. All your plans...the way you lead this group...more people have died or gone off since you've come in then they ever did!" He took a step closer to them. "Nobody needs you. You're no survivor, you're just lucky."

"Shane, back off." Aleigh ground out.

"It's survival of the fittest in this world, Rick!" Shane exclaimed, taking out his gun. "If you're not fit...you don't survive." He grabbed Aleigh and she yelped in surprise when he roughly tugged her out of the way. At the same time though, Rick grabbed one of her sais from it's holster. As Shane was moving the woman, the ex sheriff stepped forward and thrust the blade deep into the stomach of his old friend.

For several long moments, none of them moved. Shane's hand slowly opened, letting the gun fall. His grip slackened on Aleigh's arm as he teetered and Rick, far gentler then Shane, pulled the woman to a safer distance as the man fell to the grass.

"Holy...shit." Aleigh muttered.

As they both stared at the dead body of Shane not noticing that he was beginning to come back, they started walking back when they heard snarling behind them and saw Shane.

He was a walker.

"ALEIGH" Daryl's voice called out, making Aleigh and Rick turn around to see the red neck and Sophia running their way. Aleigh met them half way and accepted a hug from the young girl. There was a groaning noise from behind them and everyone turned. Behind the corpse that once was Shane Walsh; a whole herd could be seen stumbling towards them.

"Fuck." Aleigh groaned out. "Rick...get back to the others and get them all moving."

"What are you guys going to do?" Rick asked.

"What we can." Aleigh answered, grabbing up Shane's gun and checking it over, glad that the paranoid man kept it fully loaded. "Take Sophia with you and..."

"NO!" Sophia snapped. "I'm not leaving you and Daryl!"

"Sophia..." Aleigh started.

"I don't wanna lose more people." Sophia cried. Aleigh sighed and looked at Daryl who just shrugged and loaded up his crossbow.

"Okay...Sophia stick with us but do everything we tell you." Aleigh agreed. She looked at Rick then pointed the gun back towards the farm. "GO!"

"Be careful." Rick told them. "I'll...I'll make sure to leave hints out for you guys...we'll see each other again." With that he took off back to the farm.

Daryl glanced at Aleigh and Sophia, and glanced behind him quickly to see the walkers stumbling behind them.

Shit.

"Fuck, c'mon lets go" Daryl said hurriedly and they ran into the woods, Sophia and Aleigh in front of him, while he was behind them.

A blood curdling scream was heard and they ran faster up ahead Daryl could see an abandoned cottage in front of them.

"Run in there Sophia" Daryl told her urgently and Sophia ran into the cottage Aleigh running in next and lastly Daryl.

Daryl barricaded the door with two chairs while Aleigh and Sophia shut the curtains and made sure that the windows were locked.

"What was that scream?" Sophia asked.

"Shh...just...shh for a minute." Aleigh whispered. She handed the girl Shane's gun and then took out her own. The sling her arm was in was starting to piss her off as it kept her down to the use of only one arm.

They all stayed as silent as they could, weapons aimed, breath held as they listened to the walkers stumble by, scrapping along the sides. Aleigh glanced at herself to make sure nothing was opening bleeding through the bandages. They didn't need the smell to alert any of the walkers. Daryl moved to the window and peeked out a hole in one of the curtains. Aleigh slowly lowered her gun and draped her arm comfortingly across Sophia's shoulder, letting the girl lean into her. The weight irritated one of her wounds but Aleigh didn't care.

"They all gone by." Daryl muttered, leaning on the wall but keeping an eye on the window. "Few stragglers at the end but they all gone."

"Now what?" Aleigh asked softly.

"Wait out the night; head back to the farm see what's left in the morning." Daryl explained. "We can't just walk everywhere; we'll have to hope Officer Friendly left us some wheels." He looked at the girls, glancing down at Sophia's sleepy face. "We'll find out what the scream was about then as well. Sounded like that was the direction it came from."

"Shit." Aleigh mumbled. With a heavy sigh, she sat down on the bare floor, her legs getting stiff and incredibly sore from her time standing after two days asleep.

"We'll have to get us some food soon enough too." Daryl mused as the sound of a grumbling stomach was heard. Aleigh looked a little guilty. She had barely eaten the toast Tanya had brought her earlier before everything went to hell.

With the thought of the toast, the red head starting worrying, hoping and praying that the scream hadn't come from her new friend. She went through too much to get that woman away from living monsters just to have her eaten by dead ones? Hopefully not. But they wouldn't find out until morning.

Rick frantically tried to get the entire group safely into cars, he saw to his relief, that Carl was being helped into the Cherokee by Dale when a walker tore into his throat, Rick then saw Tanya hurrying to Carl and dragged him away and they were running towards him.

A blood curdling scream was heard and Rick looked up in horror as T-Dog was literally being devoured, while Andrea was screaming.

"ANDREA LOOK OUT!" Tanya screamed but it was too late.

Two walkers grabbed Andrea and tore into her, blood spraying everywhere; Lori had frozen with a look of terror on her face.

"SHANE, BABY NO IT'S ME LORI!" She screamed at Shane who was stumbling towards her. Tanya quickly pushed Rick into the Cherokee as Lori screamed, Shane's hands and teeth ripping into her. Something grabbed at the woman's back but then a gun shot rang out and Rick pulled her into the Cherokee with him and Carl. Tanya didn't even try to turn to look at what was trying to get her.

"EVERYBODY MOVE!" Rick yelled out, starting up the vehicle. He paused for a moment then looked at Tanya. "Can you drive?"

"Uh...yeah sure, why?" Tanya asked.

"I'm going to get that motorcycle to a different spot...I need you to push through the walkers and try to get those tents with the bike." Rick explained, pushing open his door to smash into a walker's head.

"Dad be careful!" Carl ordered eyes wide as his father jumped out of the vehicle to rush to the motorcycle. Tanya quickly closed the door and started rolling the truck, running over walkers as she made way to the tents. It took having to run them over a couple of times but she finally just gave up and hauled them inside, flattening them as much as possible over her and Carl's laps as she drove after Rick on the motorcycle.

Now that was a sight.

She thought momentarily that he looked good on the back of the bike then shook her head and stopped the truck. Rick fired shots at walkers coming for them and Tanya effectively moved the truck to provide a momentary barrier. Rick and Carl tossed the tents with the bike before Rick buried the keys next to the wheel and got back inside the Cherokee.

"Follow the others." The ex Sheriff instructed, firing out the window. Tanya just nodded and she pushed her foot down on the gas pedal, the truck speeding through the herd of walkers to catch up with the rest of the vehicles.

When Daryl opened his eyes he realized that he had his head buried into Aleigh's dark red hair and Sophia was snuggled into his chest along with Aleigh. He stayed still for a moment, just taking in the odd comfort before he softly but firmly shook Aleigh. She stirred and looked at him tiredly.

"We have to get back to the farm, see if any of the others are there girl" Daryl explained to her and Aleigh nodded. While she gently woke up Sophia, Daryl checked outside the cottage to see if any walkers were around. He searched a fair distance around the cottage, almost reaching to the farm on his own.

He found no walkers but what he did find made him grin. His motorcycle leaned up against a tree, torn cloth tents tossed over top of it. Daryl chuckled slightly as he hunted around the bike to see what else was there. An odd lump in the ground caught his attention and he dug at the little bit of dirt to reveal the keys.

Aleigh and Sophia stepped cautiously outside of the cabin when the loud roaring engine caught their attentions. Aleigh actually laughed at the sight of Daryl riding the bike over, broken tents balancing oddly across the engine.

"Gotta thank the law man whenever we see him again." Daryl mused. He swung his leg off the bike and looked it over then looked at the girls. "Well this is gonna be interesting."

"Three people and bags...oh yeah." Aleigh agreed, ripping into one of the now useless tents to fetch out their property. Sophia helped her while Daryl stood watch over them and he couldn't help chuckling over the fact that the girls seemed to be enjoying their little scavenging hunt.

After half an hour, Aleigh had managed to sort out what they needed and what they could go without. She tore up the tents and used the longer strips to hold down bags at the back of the bike. Then the big issue came up on how they were all going to ride. It finally got decided that Daryl would just have Sophia in front of him and Aleigh behind, ensuring that the girl wouldn't be able to fall off as Aleigh only had one arm at her disposal to be able to hold anything. It took a minute for them to all get comfortable on the bike and when Daryl started it up, Sophia laughed at the vibrations.

"Family road trip." Aleigh heard Daryl mumble. She raised an eyebrow then grinned slightly and kissed the side of his neck before using her good arm to hold on as the Bike sped away from the cabin.

I won't let you turn around
And tell me now, I'm much too proud
To walk away from something when it's dead

Do, do, do your dirty words
Come out to play when you are hurt?
There's certain things that should be left unsaid

Tick, tick, tick, tick on the watch
And life's too short for me to stop
Oh baby, your time is running out

I won't let you turn around
And tell me now I'm much too proud
All you do is fill me up with doubt

This time, baby, I'll be bulletproof
This time, baby, I'll be bulletproof
This time, baby, I'll be bulletproof
This time, baby, I'll be bulletproof

This time I'll be bulletproof
This time I'll be bulletproof

This time, baby, I'll be bulletproof
This time, baby, I'll be bulletproof
This time, baby, I'll be bulletproof
This time, baby, I'll be bulletproof