Thanks for the new followers and reviews! I'm very grateful most are liking the story! But it's not done yet! This is probably the last chapter before we get into season four territory, so next chapter will be starting at the season 4 premier probably. Just have to find the script for that again so it can help me.
And there will be minor smut in this chapter, not a lot, but minor, so I'm changing the rating. ;) It's my first time writing a scene like that, so be nice with the comments.
"Scarlett what are you doing?" Aria asks as her little sister drags her through the halls of the prison. She had been looking for a place to hide for ten minutes now. "Can't you just show me exactly what you want to here?" Scarlett shakes her head.
"No! We have to find a place that no one is!" Aria shakes her head and lets her sister pull her. 'What on earth could she be showing me that relates to the drawing?' she thinks. 'This is a six year old. She doesn't have much.'
The two walk towards a hidden room away from everyone. Aria raises an eyebrow when the little girl drops her hand and walks over to the middle of the room. Scarlett raises her hands up. "Stay there and let me show you."
Aria nods and waits for her little sister to do what she wants to do. 'What is this girl going on about?' she chuckles inwardly.
Scarlett steps down on floor tile she was standing on. It pushes deeper into the ground and the wall next to Scarlett opens. Aria stand there amazed. Her sister had found a secret room?
The little girl walks up to her and grabs her sisters hand, dragging her towards the passage. "Come on! I have to show you!" She pulls her into the wall and it closes behind them, Aria screeching in surprise. "Don't worry, we're not trapped. There' s a way out." Aria's silent.
The two trudge alone a narrow hallway, with some cobwebs gracing the walls every once and a while. Aria would back up slightly at each one. She hated spiders. All eight of their legs. It just wasn't normal. She would rather be stung by bees a hundred times in a row then touch a spider.
The girl stops at a closed door and looks at her sister, a smile on her face. "You ready?" she says, jumping up and down.
"Ready as I'll ever be," she chuckles, still slightly nervous at what she was going to show her. Scarlett grabs the knob of the door and opens it. When Aria see's what's inside, a hand goes to her mouth, trying to stop the cheerful laugh that would come from it.
It was a little room that had an easel, a couch, a bench, and a lot of art supplies. And the walls were littered with paintings, drawings, sketches, and just a bunch of paint splatters. One of the paintings was a girl with white blonde hair shooting snowflakes out of her hand into the sky. The Snow Queen.
It was her painting.
"How did you find this place?" Aria asks amazed. Scarlett runs over to the couch and lays down, smiling wider.
"I was looking through the prison to find stuff to do and I stepped on the floor and this place came up. I come here to draw. It's safe from the things outside." Aria touches the walls of paintings and smiles. She looks at one of them and notices it says Scarlett Williams at the bottome.
"You painted this?" Aria asks. It was a picture of a starry night above a farmhouse, the moon casting a big shadow the small two story building. There were bats flying in the air, and heat lines coming from the roof. It was most certainly a hot night in the picture.
"Yeah!" she says, coming over. "Ever since I came down here my paintings have gotten better! It's so quiet and safe. It's safest I feel away from you, mama, and daddy." Aria smiles at the daddy phrase. Granted, Daryl wasn't her official dad, but Aria knew that sooner or later he would be. There was nothing stopping them in this world.
"Have you shown this to anyone else in the prison?" she asks, sitting down near the easel and picking up a paint brush.
"Nope. Only you, since you paint, just like me! We can share this room! We don't have to go outside in the hot area. There's even a window in here so we can look outside!" She runs over to the side of the room and pulls a blind. Bright light comes into the room and Aria cringes. Her eyes had gotten used to the darkness around her.
"That's pretty cool, Scarlett," she says, blinking her eyes to make sure she didn't go blind. Scarlett smiles at her sister.
"Do the paintings look good? I mean, they'll never be as good as yours, but it think they're better." Aria chuckles and nods.
"So much better. But why did you take the Snow Queen?" Scarlett turns red.
"I like her. She seems so…powerful. I want her to be alive to we could be friends." Scarlett smiles. "She could teach us all her snow powers and make it cold when it's too hot…oh, she could freeze the things outside so they would never come near us!" Aria laughs at the little girls imagination.
"Well, just because she's not in physical form doesn't mean you can't be friends. Look, she's right there, saying hello," Aria says, pointing over to a corner in the room. Scarlett blinks and tries to see, but shakes her head.
"I don't see her."
"You have to believe she's there. Come on, look a little harder." Scarlett narrows her eyes trying to see, and then smiles.
"I see her!" she yells. Aria rolls her eyes and smiles. Her first imaginary friend.
"Well, I don't think Snow Queen fits her. How about we give her a name?" Aria asks. Scarlett nods, thinking for a second. "How about Winter?" Aria suggest. Scarlett shakes her head.
"Too normal." 'Too normal?' Aria thinks, snickering slightly. "How about Elsa?" Aria nods, considering the name on her tongue.
"Elsa," she replies. "Perfect name for a queen. Now, how about we get back to the prison? I'm sure people are waiting for us." Scarlett nods, hoping down from the couch she sat on.
"Ok! Come on Elsa!" she says. Aria shakes her head at her little sisters friend, following 'Elsa' out of the room and her sister. This would be interesting.
The council was gathered around the table trying to figure out exactly what to do with Carol and how to do it.
"So Carol really did try to kill you?" Glenn asks. Anna nods.
"Twice now. She keeps threatening my kids and myself…now I can stand that she threatens me, but not when she brings the family into it."
"I still can't believe Carol would do something as evil as that. Why does she want to kill you again?" Hershel asks. Daryl steps up.
"Because she had some weird thought that I'm supposed to be in love with her or some crap like that. She said she'd do anything to try and get to me. I don't know where she got that from. All I know it that I don't want Anna dead because of this crazy girl."
"Well, are we going to kill her?" Sasha suggest. "People like that shouldn't even be around." Hershel shakes his head.
"No, we are not going to kill her, at least now. If she does something else, that's when we make the ral decision of killing her or not." Anna glares at him.
"Are you saying we're KEEPING her here?" she asks, accusing him. Hershel shakes his head.
"I did not say that," he says. "My idea is that we give her supplies to live and drop her off. Somewhere far from the prison, where she can't find us. I agree, we can't have her around here, especially threatening Anna. After all, she is our other hunter next to Daryl." Anna rolls her eyes, a small half smile on her face.
"But how far would we drive her?" Daryl asks.
"As far away as possible. I'd say about 100 miles out would be our best bet."
"100 miles?" Glenn asks. "What about fuel? Do we even have enough to gas to drive her out?" Anna nods, looking at the map on the table.
"The other day I raided a gas station and knocked open the gas machine. Poured some into a million of containers. There all in the back of my car," she says, indicating to the Honda outside.
"Why didn't you tell us?" Rick asks. Anna shrugs.
"Wanted it to be a surprise when we needed fuel. Sasha knew too, so don't blame just me."
"Sasha knew?" Glenn says turning to Sasha, who was standing next to Anna.
"She told me not to tell!" she quickly says, looking at the map. Ann chuckles and shakes her head, pointing to the map.
"So if we're driving her really that far out, we would be driving her…here," she says, pointing to a specific spot on the map. She raises her eyebrows. "Wow, that is far. That's a long trip. How do we keep her knocked out because we can't have her escaping."
"We just keep banging her on the side of the head?" Glenn suggests, rather amusedly. The whole group laughs slightly.
"Yeah, bring a beer bottle and knock her upside the head. That'll keep crazy pants down," Sashe agrees. Anna shakes her head at the two.
"I couldn't agree more, but she already had a huge bruise forming from where I slapped her and punched her, so I think she's encountered enough pain for today," she chuckles. "Maybe we can give her some sort of pills that knock her out for a day? Don't we have some, Hershel?"
"Yeah, we do. But some people actually really need the pills," he says.
"Come on, we just need like two. That would be fine to keep her out." He seems hesitant, but nods.
"Only two though." Anna nods.
"That's all we need."
"Who's driving her out?" Rick asks. Anna speaks up.
"I will. I started this, so I'm gonna end it." Daryl stares at her.
"No. There is no way I'm lettin' ya go there by yourself with her in the backseat." Anna sighs and looks to him.
"Daryl I need you to stay here and look after the kids. Please-"
"I can do it," someone says from the doorway. Anna and Daryl-as well as the rest of the council-turns to the entrance to see Maggie leaning against the frame. "I can look after them. I don't want you alone with her either." Anna thinks for a second.
"Ok," she says. "Thanks, Maggie. I owe you one." Maggie smiles at her.
"Consider it paid as long as she's gone." Anna smiles and looks at Daryl.
"Let's get her out of here."
The two companions as well as the prisoner were well on their way to where exactly they were driving Carol out. They were well into an hour now, taking it slow so they didn't hit any walkers in the process. The sun was beginning to go down.
"The sun's starting to go down," Anna says, staring outside her window. "We should find a place to stay for the night after we drop her off. They're not gonna be there to open the gates when we get back." Daryl nods.
"I saw a house a few miles back. Seemed deserted. We could stay there," he suggests. Anna shrugs.
"Whatever you say, Mr. Dixon." He smiles at the nickname and looks back to the road.
"What happened to cowboy?" he asks. She chuckles.
"I don't know…didn't seem to suit you anymore because we haven't been riding horses like we used to. I wish Becky was still around," she says sadly.
"Becky? I thought ya liked Lila?" She chuckles.
"I loved all my horses. But after Lila passed away, I would ride Becky. I became close to her, but now I wish she was still around. I think she became food for the walkers when the whole thing started. When I went to go check on my house, she wasn't there." She sighs. "I wonder what really happened to her. But I think she's dead."
"What about yer parents?" She laughs bitterly.
"Found them dead. They're gone. But I'm just thankful my daughters are ok and that you are. If I lost all three of you I'd think I'd lose my mind." She shivers. "I can't even stand the fact that that could happen one day."
"Don't think like that. I ain't going nowhere, neither are your daughters, and neither are ya. We're all making out of this." She smiles.
"You promise me that?" she chuckles. He looks at her.
"Promise." She smiles at him and starts to lean over when a moan from the back interrupts her. She looks back quickly and notices Carol is waking up. "Shit," she mutters, unbuckling her seatbelt and heading to the back.
"Anna, be careful," Daryl says. She nods and sits in the backseat, trying her best to put on her best Maggie impression.
"Where am I?" the dazed Carol asks. Anna breathes in for a second and starts to fake her out.
"You're in a cell recovering sweetie," she says in her southern accent. Daryl smiles from the front seat. That was the girl he fell in love with. She was fine as she is, but that southern accent was the first voice he had hear from her. "We need ya to take these pills, ok honey?" she says.
Carol nods and takes them, putting them in her mouth. She looks up and notices Anna. Her eyes widen. "You," she hisses, but stops in her trying to reach her, her eyes closing.
"Bye Bye," Anna says rather mockingly as Carol passes out for the second time in a row. Anna smiles and climbs back into the front seat, smirking a little. "And she's gone," she says. Daryl chuckles.
"Missed that southern accent of yours," he says. "All but left ya when ya went to NYC." She chuckles and leans over, kissing his cheek.
"It's not gone completely," she says, leaning back against her seat. "I'm just use to the New York accent now. I'm surprised you didn't lose yours. You've been with me in NYC for a long time." He shrugs.
"Once a redneck, always a redneck." Anna laughs, shaking her head.
"Very true." She looks outside and thinks for a moment. "You know what I've been thinking of doing for the past few days?" He looks at her from the corner of his eyes.
"What?" he asks.
"I might take Aria and Scarlett out to really learn how to use a gun, or have someone teach her, because even though she's protected a lot, they need to know how to use it properly. I bet when Scarlett was holding that gun she didn't even know how to aim." She groans. "I hate that my kids have to grow up in this world. It's not fair."
"Nothing is fair in this world. Nothing ever will be." She nods.
"Do you think the world will ever go back to being like it was before?" He's silent for a moment before replying.
"No. Not completely normal. Maybe something will happen that will control the walkers, but it never will be. But you'll be fine. One thing is that this girl isn't gonna be around anymore." She smiles.
"Thank God," she mumbles. "How about you train the girls? You're good with guns. Always have been. Plus they love you so that's already a good sign." He's silent for a moment, considering her words.
"Ok," he says carefully. "But only if you come too. You barely know how to shoot a rifle." She gasps.
"I know how to shoot one!" she accuses. "I've shot one plenty of times to kill a deer!" He rolls his eyes, fully looking at her now.
"No ya don't. And anytime ya hit a deer it's usually on accident." She rambles incoherent words for a second before looking down and pouting.
"Shut up," she whines. He laughs and faces the road.
"I'm only sayin' because ya need to learn properly. Don't need ya getting killed out there." She rolls her eyes and looks back out the window. "Besides, better to have two Dixons than one."
Her head spins around to looks at him at full speed, her eyes slightly wide, giving her whiplash. "What?" she says breathless. Her heart felt like it was beating a million times per second. He had a stupid happy grin on his face.
"Two Dixons are better than one," he repeats. "Well, it'd be four with the kids," he says, looking back outside, the grin still in place. A huge grin of her own had spread across her face. This was his own way of asking her. "What do ya say, Anna?" he says, looking back at her. The smile was still spread wide across her face.
She reaches over, grabs his hand, and leans in, kissing his cheek. When she pulls back, she smiles at him. "I agree, but I think four Dixons are better than one, not just two. Turn them into badass's just like you." He chuckles and continues to drive.
They had reached the point where they were dropping Carol off. Getting out of the car, both took her passed out body and carried her far away from the car, just in case she woke up. A few walker had come around them, but both took them out with ease.
"Those are the only few around here," Anna comments. "She should be waking up in a few. We should get going before she does. I don't have any more pills." He nods and she starts to get back to the car, but he wraps and arm around her waist, pulling her closer to his body. "Dixon, this isn't the time," she chuckles. He still kisses her.
She wraps her arms around his neck and returns the kiss, but pulls back so they could get back to the car. And for the first time he holds her hand heading back. "Isn't your name Dixon now?" he chuckles. She rolls her eyes.
"Yeah, but you're nickname will always be Dixon to me." She looks up and notices all the stars. "We need to find a house. I don't remember where the house you saw was." He shrugs.
"As long as we don't have to drive the whole entire time. I'm tired as hell," he groans. She chuckles and both of them get into the car. Buckling up, Daryl hits the gas pedal and drives away. Anna glances into the side mirror and nearly jumps at what she sees.
Carol standing up.
"Drive faster. She's up." The car instantly gains speed.
"Yes, ma'am," he snickers. She sighs and leans against her seat. She was free from Carol.
At least for now.
The two had been driving looking for a place to stay for the night when Anna notices a house in the distance. She points to it.
"Look! There's one! I think there's a path to it." He nods and looks for the path, going down the bumpy road to the small house. Anna smiles. "Perfect."
The house was a country house, just two stories. Randomly in the woods, Anna had no idea why, but all she knew was that she was thankful she found it.
The two climb out of the car and walk towards the house, weapons ready just in case something was to pop out at them. Opening the door, both go off in separate directions to scope out the house. Anna steps into the living room and tries to light, and surprisingly it switches on.
"Daryl, there's electricity here!" she yells, happily. "Maybe there's warm water!"
He switches on the light in the kitchen and is surprised. "No shit," he whispers.
"It must be on a generator," Anna suggests heading up the stairs, Daryl right behind her. When she reaches the top, she turns to see a bedroom. She walks in and immediately notices the queen size bed. She drops her bag, runs, and jumps onto the bed, like a little kid going into a hotel room, and groans into the pillow.
Daryl chuckles at her childness and places his bag near the bed. She looks up at him. "It's an actual bed, Daryl! We might actually get some sleep tonight!"
"Or do something else," he says, leaning down next to her and capturing her lips with his. She chuckles and smiles into the kiss, pulling him down on top of her, her hands tangling in his dirty brown hair.
His hands moved under her tank and started to travel up her body, making her moan in pleasure. She moves her down and takes off the shirt he was wearing, running her hands over his tone stomach. She adjusted herself slightly and could tell he was aroused. She giggles a little.
"Someone'e excited," she purrs into his ear. He growls and put her lips back on his, taking off her shirt now, and then her bra, throwing them to the side. His hands move up and cup around her breasts, causing her to smile and kiss him more, trying hard not to moan.
But she did.
He always won during these.
Her hands move down to his waist and unbuckle his belt, pulling his pants down, as he pulled her shorts down. Both just wanted it to happen.
"Ya sure, darling?" he says. She replies by kissing him again, chuckling as he positions over her after putting on the piece. As he entered her, she let out a gasp of pleasure as he starts to move, each and every thrust getting faster and more harder than before, causing Anna and Daryl both to let out moans of ecstasy.
They loved this. Both were just as wild as the other. Both were not afraid to do exactly what they waned during times like these. That, and the fact that both were amazing in bed.
Both climaxed at the same time, both groaning in ultimate pleasure. Daryl lets his body fall onto her for a moment and Anna smiles. He looks up at her and kisses her again, this time slow and passionate. She chuckles and leans back.
"I need a shower," she says. He rolls his eyes and kisses her again.
"Like that matters anymore," he says. She chuckles and leans against him when she pulls back.
"I mean, we're in a nice house that has electricity and-"
"Anna, go to sleep," he says, dragging her down to the mattress. She smiles and kisses him one last time before heading to sleep, his arms wrapped firmly around her.
Anna was the first one to wake up the next morning. Remembering what happened the night before, she blushes and climbs out of Daryl's arms, picking up her discarded clothes and putting them on. She climbs down the stairs and goes to the kitchen, looking in the cabinets for something to eat.
There was coffee.
She moans in delight and takes it out, ripping open the package and making it as soon as possible. When it was done, she poured it into a mug and drank it with delight, moaning as the hot liquid went down her scratchy throat. She hadn't had coffee in forever.
"Mornin'" Daryl says, coming down the stairs with just his pants on. Anna chuckles and hands him a cup of coffee. He smiles at it and immediately drinks. She smiles.
"Morning to you too," she laughs. He places the mug away from his face and walks over to her, placing a kiss on her temple.
"Last night was amazing," he says, causing her to blush deep red. "And so it this." She laughs, leaning up and kissing his cheek.
"I agree, but we should prob-" She stops midsentence when she hears a door shut outside. She puts her mug down and looks out the window, and what she sees almost makes her cry.
"Anna?" Daryl asks. She turns back to him and smiles, then runs to the door. He looks out the window and chuckles. "No shit."
"JOEY! LILY!" Anna screams, running into her friends. The two look up and smile at her, running to her as well.
"ANNABELLE?!" Both of them scream. The three embrace each other in a giant bear hug and Anna could feel tears running down her face. They were alive. Her friends were alive.
"I can't believe you're alive!" Joey says. Anna smiles.
"I can't believe both of you are ok!" Anna yells. Joey looks at the house as does Lily, and Anna follows there gaze to where Daryl now had a shirt on.
"Hey, it Daryl!" Joey says. He waves at them.
"Glad to see you're ok, man," he says, coming over and patting him on the back. Anna sighs happily. Carol was gone, she was Daryl's and her friends were alive. They were so coming back with them.
That happened! Whew! So happy I finished this. So next chapter will probably start with the plot line of 30 Days Without An Accident, but of course Carol is gone and I will be working Anna's storyline as well as Joeys and Lilys into the story. Hope you enjoyed! Review!
~Ali