Locked In
Daryl huffed as he paced the confines of the small storage unit. He'd been looking around for anything useful when the door had slid shut. He'd been trapped for a while and he doubted anyone would take notice for a while. He sighed and rested against the wall. He might as well get some shut eye while he waited. He figured he was going to have hours. At least until the door slid open. "Daryl?" Beth walked inside, pushing the door open, but it didn't hold.
"The door," He jumped up, hoping to catch it. Beth turned to try and stop it as it slid shut, but they were both too late. The door slammed shut, locking them in. "Damn it."
"What's going on?" Beth bent and tried to open the door, but he'd heard the springs break completely when the door had fallen. "We're locked in?" Daryl sighed and nodded. Beth frowned and looked at him. "How long have you been in here?"
"An hour?" He walked back over to the wall where he'd left his crossbow and sat down. Beth slowly walked over and sat beside him. "Anyone know you're here?" he asked. Beth shook his head. "Figures."
"I noticed you'd been gone for a while…I wanted to look for you." She pulled her knees up to her chest and hugged them. "I just wanted to do something right."
He looked at her. "What do you mean?"
She shrugged a little. "I never did anything useful on the farm. I let Patty die…I just laid in bed the whole time because I couldn't deal with shit…I'm useless."
Daryl shook his head and looked at her. "You ain't useless, you're just…not okay." He frowned and stared at the ground. "I ain't any good at this. You just gotta get stronger."
She looked at him slowly, her mess of tangles falling in front of her eyes. "How do I do that?"
Daryl sighed. He didn't know what to tell her. He didn't know how to get stronger. He'd been taught, the hard way, with a bastard father and an asshole for a brother. He pushed his hand through his hair. "I don't know."
"How did you get stronger?"
He shook his head and looked at her. "You don't want to learn that way."
"Why not?"
"Because it's no way to learn." He looked at his feet. "I'll help you." He looked at her. "But I may be a dick about it."
She smiled and moved a little closer. "Thanks, Daryl." She rested her head on his shoulder and sighed, cuddling against him. Daryl sighed and put his arm around her. He knew she had to be cold, and the longer they were stuck in here, away from the fire the colder she was going to get. He rested his head on hers and hoped that someone came for them soon. He was going to help her get stronger, and he was going to try like hell to make sure she was taught the right way.