Summary: When Rick and Daryl along with the group arrive at the Greene farm, they aren't expecting to bump into two familiar young who have pasts with them. Daryl and Bailey Greene find that their feelings have changed for each other but with Bailey carrying a painful secret, can Daryl mend her heart. Rick reunites with his old friend Anna who changes his and Carl's world for the better. Rick/OC, Daryl/OC, Merle/Beth, Glenn/Maggie, Carl/Sophia
Somebody To Die For
Chapter 12
She straightened out the nightgown, and let her hair tumble down over her shoulders, as she took a quick glance in the mirror and smiled.
"Alright, here goes nothing," she took a deep breath, as she headed to where Daryl was waiting for her.
Daryl walked into the bedroom and stopped short, he couldn't believe what she was wearing. He loved the color black on her, but this was just; shit all the lace and the hoses. Damn she looked so hot. He closed the door, locking it. He set his crossbow down next to the door and walked slowly over to her, coming to stand between her legs. His hand running up and down the silky black hoses. Bailey smirked at him, "You like?"
Daryl growled pulling her to the edge of the desk, kissing her so hard, she could taste blood. He pulled away, intensely looking into her eyes, "I don't like I fucking love."
Bailey sighed as he kissed her neck, up to her ear where he nibbled on the lobe, "You fucking taste so god damn good."
"How about we try out some of this?" she smiled, as she emptied their bag onto the floor, and everything fell out. She unbuttoned Daryl's shirt and tossed it to the side of the room, before she picked up the bottle of oil, and opened it up, starting to pour some down his chest and over his stomach. "Hmm... would you look at that? Says it's edible."
Daryl hissed, "Shit that feels hot."
She laughed, "I know. Just go with it." She wrapped her tongue around the nipple sucking the strawberry flavoured oil off the tighten peak.
Daryl moaned, his hands rubbing up and down her back, "Fuck that feels good."
Bailey laughed, repeating the process on the other nipple
Daryl took the bottle out of her hands, and poured some of the oils over the top of her chest, licking it straight back off again, before he poured some onto her legs, and ran his tongue up the insides of her thighs. He smirked at her as he reached out and picked up the vibrator. "Why don't we play with this for a little bit, hmm?" he whispered, his tongue making circles on her neck.
"Please do." She whispered grinding into him as he took placed the vibrator at her entrance and she guided it inside her wet core.
Daryl watched her as he felt himself get turned on seeing his woman pleasure herself with a toy and smirked.
"Touch yerself." He instructed.
Bailey felt her cheeks go red, but obliged him anyway. Christ, Dave would never have even thought about doing something like this. She moved her hand down her body and rubbed against her clit with two fingers, a small moan escaping her lips. He pushed her back gently on the floor, before kneeling beside her. He kissed her passionately, taking the vibrator into his hands, as he flicked the on switch, and she writhed around underneath him. She rocked her hips up into him. He smirked as he watched her. She stared into his eyes, feeling powerless but sexy at the same time. He had never seen anything so fucking hot in his whole life.
"Ya like yer new toy don't ya?" he asked, as he watched her. "Ya look so sexy right now, Bailey."
"Do I?" She asked breathing heavily as he pressed the vibrator against her and she cried out in pleasure and he kissed her hard on the mouth.
"Like that don't ya, me touching ya like that?" He asked grabbing the scented oil and rubbed it on her breasts and she moaned softly.
"Jesus Daryl, that feels so good."
"Oh I'm not done with you yet." He took a little more of the oil and gently rubbed it on her clit, her eyes snapping open as he slowly worked it into the sensitive little nub
"Cum for me," he commanded as he leaned forward to whisper into her ear, and she cried out as he forced the vibrator in as hard as he could. "Are ya gonna cum for me like a good girl?" he asked, as he applied more pressure to her clit.
"Yes Daryl... yes... Oh fuck!" she wailed, as she felt her body tense up, before she exploded, and came hard around the toy, as Daryl smiled down at her.
"Oh my god, that was amazing Daryl." She said breathing heavily as Daryl cupped her breasts through the thin baby doll.
"I'm gonna fuck ya hard, Bailey." He growled.
Bailey tried to make a noise of agreement, but all she could manage was a small whimper, as she took off his jeans for him. He was already painfully hard after watching the little show that she had put on for him. He pulled his boxers down his legs before he rolled on top of her, and leaned down to cover her mouth with his, pulling the nightgown up to her hips, as he slowly slid himself into her. She kissed him hungrily, as her hands grasped at his back, pulling him in closer to her, and she lifted her legs, wrapping them tightly around his waist. "God fuckin' damn it, Bailey," he panted, as he began to thrust into her. "I'm never gonna get tired of doing this."
She chuckled slightly as she rocked her hips against him, taking him deeper. He grabbed on tightly to her hips as he began to fuck her harder. Her hands reached out for something to hold onto, eventually settling on his strong shoulders. "Fuck, you feel so good, Bailey," he said breathlessly, as he buried his face into her neck. Her body was still sensitive from the last orgasm, and within seconds she was over the edge again, panting and crying out as her orgasm came so hard she thought she might pass out.
Daryl was far too turned on to hold back, and within minutes, he felt his balls tighten, before that familiar tingle in his stomach, and he let out a growl before exploding, his hot seed shooting into her, as he collapsed on top of her.
"I love you so much." She said stroking his hair as he nuzzled her breasts and suckled them gently as he felt her shudder in response.
"Please don't stop." She said closing her eyes.
"Not gonna," Daryl said, before his mouth went back to her breasts, kissing and sucking gently, as he teased her nipples with his tongue. Bailey moaned and laid her head back against the floor, as her body was overtaken with sensations. Daryl took her hand and squeezed it tightly, as his lips left her breasts and he kissed a trail downwards, over her stomach, before he buried his head between her legs.
He lapped up her sweet juices, hearing her gasp, shudder and moan; she tasted so sweet but with a sexy taste.
He slid his middle right finger inside her, tickling her nub and lightly scrapped it as she gasped and moaned in response.
"Do ya want more?"
Bailey could barely speak, her body felt weak, but so good and so alive. "Yes," she gasped out, as she clutched at his hair. "More, please... give me everything."
He smiled up at her as he moved his face away from her core and moved his face to where she was and kissed her lovingly on the lips as he cupped her face.
"On yer knees." He said helping her out of her nightgown and he cupped her breasts roughly.
Bailey moaned and pushed herself into him, loving the feeling of his rough hands, here, there and everywhere. She got on her knees as he had asked and shuddered as she felt him kiss a trail down her spine, his fingers trailing up and down her sides as she bit down on her lip.
"What are you going to do to me, Mr Dixon?" she asked with a wicked grin as she looked over her shoulder at him.
"Claim yer as mine, that's what." He said holding her to him tightly as he rolled her nipples and kissed her neck.
He ran his hand down her back softly, watching in smug satisfaction as she shivered. He trailed kisses down her back as he grabbed her ass cheeks with his hands, he growled leaning near her ear pushing his erection against her ass, "I want that ass, so fucking bad."
Bailey looked up at him, biting her lip, "Get me off first and we'll talk."
Daryl raised an eyebrow, hell if she was willing to try, he could barely control himself as he thrust into her hot wet core. Bailey whimpered, moaning as she threw her head back, "YES! God …. You feel so fucking good baby."
Daryl smirked as he thrust into her harder. "I know, baby, I know," he whispered into her hair, as he grabbed her hips tightly and pounded into her hard, pushing her forwards against the floor. "Fuck, ya feel like heaven, Bailey," he managed to gasp out between grunts as her tight walls squeezed him hard. "So fuckin' tight," he added, with a long groan.
Bailey tilted her head back as she felt herself come closer to the edge and she wrapped her legs around Daryl.
He reached around and started massaging her clit again; he wanted her to like this too. Bailey moaned softly, she loved what he did with his fingers to her. The pressure wasn't so bad and she wanted to do something for him, something to make him feel good. She moved forward a little and then pushed back, both of them moaning as she did. Daryl groaned, "Fuck Bailey."
"Oh god, Daryl," she whimpered as she gripped his hands tightly. "Oh god, oh god."
"I ain't god," Daryl smirked as he continued to thrust into her, skin meeting skin, as they both moaned and groaned.
"Sure as hell feels like it," Bailey moaned as he kissed along her spine.
Daryl felt himself tense up. "Oh fuck, I'm cumming. Cum with me, Bailey."
Bailey grinned over her shoulder at him, "Cum for me baby."
Daryl looked at her wide eyed; he tried to be gentle, fuck he was going out of his damn mind. He thrust gently twice, and then Bailey got impatient moving forward and backward setting a new pace. Daryl put his hands in his own hair; he was going to cum like a fucking freight train. When she moved back for the third time he bucked into her hard, not meaning too, but the impact of his own orgasm drove him. He let out an animalistic scream when he came his whole body stiff. He was dripping with sweat when he finally pulled slowly out of her and collapsed onto her back taking both of them down to the floor.
Bailey hurt everywhere, but it was a good kind of hurt and honestly she didn't mind it so much. She sighed, trying to catch her breath. Daryl kissed her back flopping onto his back, he pulled her into his chest, kissing her hard, his hands shaking, "I didn't hurt ya did I?"
She shook her head as she stroked his cheek tenderly. "No, I'm good," she said softly. "Just a little worn out. You know, no one's ever made me feel like that in my life."
He held her tightly to him for a moment as they simply held each other before getting dressed and heading downstairs where Bailey started to cook lunch for everyone as Lori and T-Dog came in and saw her with Aoife in her high chair holding her teddy bear.
Rick looked over at where T-Dog was standing. "You do realize that the dinner you cooked for us last night had most people emptying their stomachs this morning?
"I didn't know it was gonna make people ill." T-Dog said looking annoyed.
Rick had to actually believe him on that one. He had eaten some of it himself, so clearly he wasn't trying to do it on purpose. "Whatever," he mumbled tiredly. "Let's just let the women do the cooking from now on."
T-Dog shrugged and everyone was quietly doing something as Bailey and Carol finished cooking food for everyone and handed it out.
"For anyone that is sick, take a cup of Jell-o." Carol said loudly.
Everyone did as instructed and those who were capable of eating lunch were having soup. The patients remained in the sitting room, which was like a mini hospital.
Bailey picked up a plate of soup and set it down beside Daryl with a smirk. "Here you go, build your energy back up," she said with a small chuckle.
He smiled at her as he ate the soup along with her as they watched Aoife eat her little bowl of soup happily, only to smear it over her face.
"You're a messy girl, aren't you?" Bailey asked lovingly as she washed her face with a wipe as they felt a freezing wind blow through the room.
Rick shivered as he closed the back door to the cabin. "Now if it doesn't snow this winter, I'm going to be very surprised," he said as he looked at Daryl. "Me and you will go out in the morning and have a look around, see if we can find anywhere better than this. If that's alright with you?"
"No, I'm fine with it." Daryl assured him as they all tried to keep warm despite the freezing cold temperatures.
"Why don't we all go to our rooms and keep warm?" Hershel suggested.
"That's a good idea." Merle said as they all got up with Charlie going with Penny.
The sick patients all climbed the stairs eventually to go to bed, while Bailey carried Aoife up to their room, with the only people left in the sitting room being Lori and T-Dog.
"I'm going to bed as well T-Dog, good night." She said giving him a kiss as she headed upstairs and T-Dog went up as well unaware that he had left a piece of wood burning in the kitchen.
Bailey woke up with Daryl and Aoife cuddled into her. She sighed and rolled over deciding she didn't have to get up for a bit yet, when she smelt something funny and wrinkled her nose.
She stilled for a moment before realising with horror that the cabin was on fire as she jumped up and started to shake Daryl.
"DARYL WAKE UP, THE CABIN'S ON FIRE!"
Daryl woke up slowly, his eyes cracking open, as he squinted up at her, still half asleep. "Bailey, shh, it's still early, come back to bed," he yawned, rolling over.
Bailey ran over to him and shook him desperately, "Daryl the house is on fire!" She screamed at him as they heard something break.
Daryl jerked up then, "Shit get Aoife and our stuff." He told her.
Bailey nodded and picked up her bags, which were luckily still unpacked, as she picked up Aoife into her arms. "How do we get out?" she asked alarmed.
"Hold onto Aoife," Daryl said as he tossed his crossbow over his shoulder, and picked them both up in his arms, carrying them out of the room. They began to cough as the smoke hit them, and Bailey placed a blanket around Aoife's mouth and nose, not so tight that she couldn't breathe, but to try and stop her inhaling any.
They hurried outside as they saw the others run out with their supplies; Morgan hurried out with Carl and Rick while T-Dog was sitting on a car, Sophia, Carol, Merle, Beth, Hershel, Glenn and Maggie.
"Where's Anna?" Rick asked panicked as Andrea hurried out with Phillip, Duane, Penny, Charlie and Milton.
"I'm here, Rick," she panted from the doorway, as she hurried towards him. "I wasn't feeling well, I was in the bathroom, and the next thing I know, and everything was up in flames."
"I'm here as well." Lori said from where she stood behind T-Dog
"What the hell happened?" Merle asked as he wrapped an arm around and looked at everyone as they all tried to come to terms with what had happened.
"How did the cabin catch fire?" Hershel asked and they all saw T-Dog pale.
"Did you leave the stove on?" Maggie asked as she wrapped her coat around her tightly as the wind blew harshly on them.
"I didn't mean to, I must have forgot." He said as everyone glared at him.
Rick narrowed his eyes, unsure of whether or not T-Dog was telling the truth. They had lost yet another home, as they watched the cabin go up in flames, and it was freezing outside. "Alright guys, come on, let's just get out of here," he said, worried that the building was going to collapse soon. "We can talk about this later when we find someplace else to stay."
Everyone nodded and got into their cars and followed Rick down the dark road as Bailey made sure Aoife was warm enough.
The line of vehicles progressed slowly down the county road. Every now and then Rick, in the lead, would pause where a side street intersected and glance down into the distance. But he kept the group heading straight until they eventually came to what looked like a tiny downtown area. There were only three buildings on the cul-de-sac, and all looked as if they'd been deserted long before the walkers took over. One was a dilapidated wooden structure that might have been a large barn, or maybe a church, or…some sort of gathering place. But it was weather-worn and looked as if a stiff breeze could easily topple it over.
There was also a structure that was more or less one long awning with a tacked up sign that said SALES MARKET. Rick drove to the end of the street where a large old brick building stood. He signalled to the others to wait and he slowly drove around to the back of the building and then came out from around the other side. He leaned out of his driver's side window and waved for the other drivers to follow him this time.
Everyone drove around before they all got out of the cars and looked around. "Rick are you sure this place is alright?" Merle asked as he looked around. "I'm sick of finding a place and then the next night we gotta move out because or room is damn flooded, or the fuckin' house is on fire. It don't look right, we need to find somewhere that we're sure we can stay in," he added as he rubbed his face tiredly. "Even if we gotta stay in our cars until we find it."
"I'm not sure either to be honest." Rick admitted as everyone looked around the building and found a building.
They pulled into the unpaved parking area in the back of what looked like it might have been a small factory at one time, or maybe a hardware store. There were a few windows up on the second story, but the only window in the front on the ground floor had a metal grating bolted over it. They parked the vehicles facing outward behind the building so that they couldn't be seen from the street. Rick and Daryl approached the building and Glenn walked the edge of the parking lot peering at the landscape through binoculars to check for walkers. There was a mailbox near a back door that was overflowing with mail, all of which was addressed to "Star Antiques."
Everyone sighed as they took a bag out of the car and went inside, looking around at their new surroundings. They'd seen a bathroom, a small reception area, and several upstairs areas too. Everyone put their stuff down by the door, ready to move out at a minutes notice.
"It's got a lot of useful stuff here." Anna said as she found some batteries while Sophia found some candles and Penny found a box of matches.
"There's a yellow pages on the desk." Duane said pointing to a large book.
"That ain't gonna do much fuckin' use," T-Dog snapped as he sat himself down on one of the sofas and put his and Lori's bags down. Anna was starting to develop a theory that maybe she was only sleeping with T-Dog so he would look after her and do things for her for the time being. "Ain't like we got a damn workin' telephone we can call around and ask for help."
Rick glared at him, a warning to shut up. "No, Duane, that's good. We can have a look inside and see what kind of services are around here, see if there's any that might have a suitable building we can stay in," he said as he picked up the book and began to flip through it.
"Shall we all go and search for anything that can useful?" Patricia asked and everyone nodded as they all went into different directions.
Bailey, Beth, Aoife and Patricia searched one aisle which had tinned goods along with boxes of crackers, oatmeal and pop tarts.
"Look's like that's all we've got." Patricia said sighing.
"But we got," Bailey reminded her, as they checked the boxes to make sure the food was still OK and wasn't off. "Something is better than nothing and at least we aren't starving," she added as they took the boxes back to the others.
"Ooh, jackpot!" Beth called out. She'd found two vending machines, one with snack foods and the other with canned soda pop, iced tea, and lemonade.
"How do we get inside?" Maggie asked, looking over the snack machine. "Should I bust the glass? Or should I find a crowbar or something to pry it open…?"
"Hold up there before you hurt yourselves." The women turned to see Daryl walking over. "Step aside." They parted and he produced a small key ring. He tried two and the third one opened the snack machine.
"That's how ya get inside, Maggie," he said with a small chuckle, as Beth emptied the contents of the vending machine onto a table. "This must have been for the workers here or somethin', I wonder how long it's been sittin' in there?"
"Who cares," Beth said as she opened one of the bottles of lemonade and took a long drink. "Still tastes fine."
They all headed back into the main room were they placed their findings and everyone looked.
"That's it?" Lori asked unimpressed.
Rick sighed tiredly as he looked at her. "Yes, Lori, that is it. And unless you yourself want to go and look for supplies like everyone else did, then you're just going to have to get used to it, I'm afraid."
"This place doesn't even have a shower or bedrooms. Where are we supposed to sleep?" T-Dog asked annoyed.
"We woulda still been sleeping in those damn comfy cabin beds, if you hadn't gone and burned the fuckin' place down!" Merle said, pissed off that T-Dog was never happy with anything, even although it was his fault they were here.
"We make do with what we can," Rick told him. "Lori seems to be able to sleep just about anywhere, so I'm sure the two of you can find a place."
"I found mattresses upstairs, so we can bring them down here and leave some upstairs if that's ok?" Andrea asked everyone.
"That's a good idea." Carol said relived.
"Carl found a gas heater." Sophia said proudly looking at Carl who looked pleased with himself as they all shared out the food and drink.
"See, it's looking up already," Rick said with a small smile as he opened a bottle of iced tea, and drank it with some of the crackers. "It may not be a five star hotel, but it has what we need, and it's free from walkers. I'm sure we can find somewhere around here to get washed up, too."
"There's a shower room that Morgan and Hershel found." Merle said as he ate some crackers along with Beth and drank some water.
Bailey was feeding Aoife her water bottle when she looked at her and Daryl with a happy smile and spoke.
"Mama, dada."
Bailey could have sworn she heard something and looked up at Aoife, who was waving her hands around in the air, with an adorable little grin. She tilted her head to the side. "Did you say something, sweetheart?"
Aoife clapped her hands together. "Mama!"
Tears built in her eyes as she picked up Aoife and held her tightly as she giggled at her and Daryl happily.
"Daryl she spoke!" She said delighted.
"Mama, dada, Arol, Shal, Ick, Nna, Larl, Tricia, Eth, Merlie, Ophia, Une, Enny, Organ, Lenn, Aggie." Aoife babbled.
"What a good girl," Daryl said proudly as he sat down beside them and kissed Aoife's cheek gently, before stroking her hair. He felt like the proudest person in the world, hearing his daughter speak for the first time. She might not have been biologically theirs, but it didn't mean he loved her any less. He looked up at Bailey with a wide grin. "See, I told ya she was gonna be big and bad soon. Now we ain't gonna be able to shut her up."
"She'll start swearing next." Bailey laughed as she kissed Aoife lovingly on the cheek as she giggled and cuddled into them as everyone watched with smiles.
"Fug." She said pointing at T-Dog and Lori.
Daryl couldn't help but burst into laughter, as Bailey's eyes widened and she placed her hand over Aoife's mouth gently. "That's enough of that, little lady; I hope you didn't hear that from your daddy and Uncle Merle."
T-Dog and Lori glared at the child. "God, control your daughter," she hissed.
"You shut the hell up." Bailey told her as she stroked Aoife's dark brown curls.
"Mean lady." She said pointing at Lori.
That's right, sweetheart," Bailey said with a small smirk as she kissed Aoife's cheek and snuggled into her and Daryl, as he wrapped his arms around them.
Lori had had enough of this. She could deal with the adults not liking her and calling her names, and hell, maybe even the kids, but she couldn't deal with a little girl who was barely one year old and didn't even know how to use a damn toilet yet. Lori glared at her and then up at Bailey. She had listened in on a conversation they had in the kitchen, and she knew all about Bailey. "You know, it's probably a good job your daughter is dead, and you can't have anymore, so they don't end up with a mother like you."
Bailey felt like she had been punched in the stomach as she met Lori's cold, cruel hazel eyes and walked towards her when she felt her temper snap.
She hit her hard across the face, hearing the satisfying crack of bone before she ran out and headed outside, sobbing.
"YOU FUCKING BITCH!" Maggie yelled at her.
Lori winced as she sat upright, what a bunch of animals, attacking a pregnant woman. She felt T-Dog press something to her face and glared at where Maggie was coming towards her. "She deserved it. Look at the state that poor child she found has turned into. She can offend people before she's out of diapers. What kind of parenting is that?!"
Daryl was sitting silently raging, but he couldn't move from his seat, for fear he would kill Lori if he got up. Merle had noticed and placed a hand on his shoulder to keep him down.
"I didn't even realize," Carol whispered quietly to Andrea. "That Bailey couldn't..." she trailed off, after she had Sophia, she was unable to have anymore kids either. "I'll go and talk to her."
Everyone nodded and watched Carol hurry out of the room to comfort Bailey
Bailey sat on the roof as she contemplated just jumping off and ending it all, what was the point of living when you were going to lose people you cared about eventually? She was going to lose Daryl, Aoife, Merle, Beth, Glenn, Maggie, Patricia, Hershel, Rick, Anna and Carl, Andrea, Phillip, Penny, Charlie, Morgan, Duane, Carol and Sophia one way or another.
She knew she couldn't keep them safe forever; she couldn't even keep herself safe forever. She had thought about feeding herself to the walkers too, they seemed to be the winning team these days. If you can't beat 'em, join 'em, right? She would finally get to rest. She would get to see her parents and Celia again too. But Daryl and Aoife were keeping her here, when she woke up next to them in the mornings, she wanted to get up and fight another day, just so she could cuddle up to them again at night. She sighed as she looked out over the small town they were in, when she heard someone calling out her name, and wished she could just disappear at times. "Bailey?" She recognized the voice, it belonged to Carol.
"Hey Carol." She said wiping her eyes as Carol sat down next to her and wrapped an arm around her gently.
"What Lori said to you about being a terrible mother, it's not true." She comforted her and Bailey started to cry.
"I couldn't keep my baby safe, what if I can't keep Aoife and Daryl safe?" She asked crying.
"You have the rest of your family to help you out," Carol said softly, as she rubbed her back, while Bailey cried into her. Carol was like the mother figure of the group, along with Patricia, and Bailey didn't feel embarrassed about letting her guard down with her. "Everyone is going to keep each other safe, and you have Daryl. He would protect you and Aoife with his life. He's strong, he's not going to let anyone hurt the two of you," she assured her. Hell, one remark from T-Dog and Daryl had nearly beaten him to death. "He loves the two of you more than the world."
"I can't give him a family," she said, feeling ashamed as she lowered her head. "I wanted to give him lots of children, and we'd grow old together and have grandchildren and great grandchildren, but I can't do that... I'm useless," she sobbed. If she had stopped herself marrying Dave five years ago, maybe none of this would have happened, and she would have had a family with Daryl by now. Her kids might have been going to school, and learning about the world around them.
"You never know Bailey; you might be able to give him children." Carol comforted her and she smiled at her weakly.
"I'll pray to that." She said praying to god that in a miracle she would be able to have children with Daryl.
"I had to have a hysterectomy when Sophia was born." Carol confessed and she looked up shocked and upset.
"I'm so sorry, Carol." She said hugging her tightly.
Carol shook her head. "Don't be... Ed didn't want anymore children anyway, so I didn't even think about it at the time. He was bad enough after I had Sophia."
Bailey sighed as they sat in silence for a bit. "It's just Lori... y'know, with all her boyfriends and the baby, she takes everything for granted. I hate myself for it, but there was a part of me wishing she would lose someone, just so she would know how it feels. I know that probably makes me a horrible person."
"No it doesn't, we all wished that." Carol assured her as they got up and headed downstairs into their make shift living room.
"Hey." She said softly to Daryl.
"Hey, darlin'," he replied as he wrapped his arms around her. She closed her eyes and buried her head into his chest as he held onto her tightly. They didn't have to say anything; he just wanted her to know he was there if she wanted to talk.
Bailey looked around and noticed T-Dog and Lori were no longer around.
"Rick sent them upstairs to stay away from the rest of us." He explained seeing her look around as they tried to find quilts, blankets, pillows and cushions.
"So can we get our stuff and move in here?" T-Dog asked as he came down.
Rick let out a long breath as he looked around. "Yeah. I guess so. For now at least, anyway."
Everyone nodded and started to help cook their dinner which consisted of crackers and a tin of fried spam.
"I'll go hunting in the morning see if I can find a deer, racoon or a pheasant." Daryl said as they ate their meal.
"I'll come with ya." Merle added.
Rick gave them a small smile. "Thanks, guys, it would be good to have some proper meat again," he said as they ate their small dinner. "What I wouldn't give for a three course meal again,"
"Do you think it will be Christmas soon?" Beth asked.
"I think so; we missed Thanksgiving so I think we're in mid to late November." Merle said as they ate the food and finished.
"What did everyone find in this house?" Hershel asked kindly.
"Some basic food, crackers and things," Rick said as he held up the empty boxes, they had ate mostly everything before dinner time. "Uh... we got some drinks in the vending machine which was still alright to consume. We got a heater that Carl found, and Andrea found some mattresses and blankets too, some are upstairs and some are downstairs."
"We found two bathrooms with showers in them." Penny added as she drank some water and fed Charlie his dog food.
"Do we have to keep the dog?" Lori asked annoyed.
Merle looked at her and smirked. "I'm sorry, Lori, which dog would it be that we are referring to? You or Charlie? If we're talking about Charlie, then yes we have to keep him, but if you mean yourself, then no, we don't."
"How dare you call me a dog." She spat at him disgusted.
"Why, he's only telling the truth." Beth said smirking at her.
"I'm surprised Hershel is alright about you two seeing each other." Lori snapped at her coldly.
Hershel shrugged. "As long as Bethie is happy, I am too. They love each other, care for each other and respect each other," he said, as he gave his youngest daughter a small smile. He had been a little wary about the whole Merle thing at first, but soon he had come to realize that Merle wasn't as bad or as dangerous as he first thought he and his brother were. "And at least Beth respects herself too, and she doesn't just sleep with any man who comes her way," he added, not being able to help himself at making the comment.
"Nice one, Uncle Hershel." Bailey said impressed at how calm her uncle had been.
"I do have respect for myself." Lori said flushing as she went to go to bed.
"Sure ya do." Daryl said dryly.
"Why don't we all go and get some rest?" Hershel suggested. "It's been another long day."
Merle nodded. "Daryl, I'll be up bright an' early in the mornin' for our hunt, baby brother."
Everyone nodded and headed to go asleep on the mattresses with the quilts, blankets and throw overs keeping them warm.
Merle was up just after sunrise the next morning as he put on a thick jacket, hoping that it wasn't going to be too cold in the wintery weather, and they would be able to catch something for dinner out on their hunt. He grabbed his hunting knife and kissed Beth's forehead gently, before he went downstairs, and warmed himself up by the small heater that was running.
Daryl was already up and wearing his denim waistcoat with the angel wings on the back over his black leather jacket, Bailey was fast asleep with Aoife cuddled into her as they slept under the thick, warm quilt and blankets.
"Ready?" He asked Merle.
Merle nodded as he picked up a couple of pieces of string to tie any squirrels or any other catches to as they headed out the front door and into the cool, morning air, as they made their way out of the town and into the forest area.
They searched the woods for tracks that may be their dinner, Daryl had found two racoons but they both knew that wouldn't be enough for their family.
"Wish there was a deer." Daryl said sighing as they hunted.
"It's winter, baby brother," Merle said as he let out a long breath and looked around. "I think they like comin' out just about as much as we do."
"I know." He said sighing and they continued to hunt as they heard trucks pulling up in the distance and heard familiar voice.
"Check the house near the woods!"
"Aw hell no," Merle growled as he pulled Daryl behind a tree and they both looked out. There they'd seen the one and only Shane Walsh patrolling around with a gun in his hand. "I thought he was fuckin' dead," Merle growled quietly, knowing they had gotten rid of Shane too damn easily. "He's going to the cabin," he said as he watched Shane and the men that were with him.
"It's been burned down, Walsh," the man pointed out. "Looks like someone's been here recently anyway, the damn place is still smoking."
"Alright, we'll keep searching the area until we find them, they have to be around here somewhere," he said, as they walked away in the other direction from Daryl and Merle.
"There's footprints' leading to a shop near the woods." One of the men said and Shane nodded in understanding.
"Then we'll check there." He said and they walked off with Daryl and Merle watching them walk away in silence.
"We gotta tell the others and Rick." Daryl said getting up.
Merle nodded as they abandoned their hunting trip and ran back as quick as they could to the shop where they burst into the doors, as everyone else was still asleep. "We gotta go and wake Rick," Merle told him.
He nodded and they hurried to where Rick was asleep with Anna, Carl on the other mattress as they shook him awake.
"Rick wake up!"
Rick rolled over and looked at the two men confused. What now? They weren't surrounded by water this time, and he couldn't smell any burning. "What is it, guys?" he asked as he sat up on the mattress.
"Shane's alive," Daryl explained hurriedly. "And he's looking for us."
"But he's dead?" Rick asked confused before it dawned on him that Lori and T-Dog had lied about it until Shane could find them.
"Fuck, wake up the others." He told them as he woke up Anna and Carl.
"How much time do you think we have, before he finds us?" Rick asked worriedly, as Anna and Carl stirred awake and he explained the situation.
"I don't know," Merle replied quickly. "They were on their way to check out the town soon I think."
Rick nodded. "Alright, how many men did he have with him? Did you get a good look?"
"We did, he's got five men and they're carrying machine guns." Daryl said quickly as everyone started to look at Rick.
"Do we stay or are we leaving?" Bailey asked their leader and friend.
"We'll stay but always have someone on watch and no one goes outside." He said as T-Dog came in.
"What's going on now?"
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