Their feet against the blades of grass were the only sounds to be heard in the patch of green on the land. Hidden beneath the undergrowth crickets and various critters made their designated noises. Despite the oncoming doom of human species everything else still flourished, something that shocked everybody. She walked behind him weary of his movements and intentions. Danger still lurked close to home, but she tried to take confidence in the way he walked catching flashes of guilt in his steps. She listened hard to the bugs beneath the grass trying to focus on other things that weren't out to get her skin and bones.
"See it?" his voice cracked the tension wall built between the two.
She looked around. "See what?"
He walked forward and pointed at the bush. "There." Daryl stopped in front of Cherokee rose. "I found more of them. I'll find her." He shuffled his feet his eyes searching her face for an expression or something to catch onto to. "I'm sorry about this mornin'. I didn't mean what I said I was just angry."
"It's fine." Rose said curtly. "You want to find this little girl and no one having hope upsets you. I understand." She smiled. "Why though?"
"'Cause I think she's still out there." He replied locking his eyes with hers. "Truth is what else I got to do?"
Rose eyed him suspiciously and stepped forward running her hand across the soft petals of the white flower. "We'll find her. We will."
"Do you think we should leave?" he watched her fingers stroke the soft surface. He longed to have those petite fingers run through his hair, softly touch upon his cheek soothing the tough layer.
"No," Rose shook her head. "It's safer here and far away from those things. I like it here."
Daryl smiled slightly. "Except for the walker barn."
"Except the walker barn." She chuckled as she agreed with him.
Something came over him. Emotions running thick through his once lonely veins. Daryl plucked a flower from its stem turning to meet her hazel eyes with his. Cell after cell was telling him to stop, every morsel in his body begged for him to just let this feeling go, but he could not. Every feature on her face was sewed into his heart lighting his soul up like a burning flame. A deep connection was all he could feel staring at the girl. So soft and so delicate, yet could cause devastation in a heart beat. What was she? To cause such a feeling? His thumb was circling around her cheek realizing her skin held the same softness as the flower petal. "Is it wrong me for me to care about you so much?" he asked her.
Rose stared up at him breathless. "Why would it be wrong?"
"Because we could die." He pointed out letting his eyes trail off into the distance. "I'm not usually like this, but something about you makes me want to protect you. There's a reason I grabbed you from that car instead of leavin' you there. There's a reason I keep apologizin' for bein' mean. You're just so…delicate."
"Is it wrong for me to want to kiss you?" she asked him after gulping back her embarrassment.
He looked down at her that same need building in his stomach. "Yes."
Rose tugged at her bottom lip. "Why?"
Daryl brought his other hand to her neck. "Because we could die." He said and leaned towards her bringing their lips closer. She whimpered as his mouth connected with hers, locking them both in a passionate kiss. He lightly nipped at her bottom lip begging an entrance which she willingly granted and he thrusted his tongue in already knowing he had control. Their mouths moved together in sync like they had done it so many times before but all too soon they knew their bliss would have to end. Daryl was the one to break the kiss resting his forehead on hers his breathing uneven. "We should go back." He told her quietly.
"Yeah, we should." She giggled and went on her toes to peck his lips lightly.
Rose's P.O.V.
"No Shane! Don't do this brother!" Rick shouted as Shane tried desperately to open the barn door. He didn't listen as he cracked open the locks and banged on the door. I took a step back into Daryl's embrace wanting nothing more than to high tail it back to the R.V or the house or someone other than this place.
He wrapped his arm across my shoulders. "I have to go help." He told me in a voice just above a whisper, but I shook my head holding his arm against me with my two hands. "I need to protect you."
Shane raised his gun. "Come on," he whispered and the first walker pushed open the door smelling its food outside. Andrea and T-Dog took their places next to Shane as more walkers came out of the barn letting the bloodshed begin.
"Go," I said quietly to Daryl pushing him to take aim at those things. He took a look at my face which already had a tear coming down and went to go defend our people. I glanced at Rick who would have been my first to run back to but he was holding onto a walker himself so instead I ran to Carol who was farthest away from the massacre and quick to take me into her scared arms. The group continued to have away with their shooting fun as more walkers pooled out from the barn.
"Stop!" Rick shouted knowing how upset this was all making Hershel watching what he thought were people being slaughtered before his very eyes, but no one listened the gunshots too loud for any of them to really care except for the safety of people.
"Is it done?" I whispered to Carol my face shoved into her shoulder not daring to even look at those things blowing apart.
She looked over my shoulder. "I think so."
I turned my head around pulling myself from Carol's arms finally glad it was all over a sudden growling was heard from inside the barn. My heart sunk as Sophia emerged from the barn the obvious chunk taken out from her shoulder. My first instinct was to grab Carol, but she had already taken off towards her dead daughter. "Sophia!" she cried out sinking into Daryl's arms as he stopped her from going any closer.
'Why was nobody shooting her?' I thought to myself gingerly moving towards everyone finding myself standing by Lori and Carl. I don't think anyone really had the heart to go and kill the little girl especially Shane who I thought would show no mercy, but even he took a step back. They couldn't just let her get close to our group. She could still bite someone. But I held my tongue sinking to the ground by Lori staring at the dirt.
The gunshot echoed around the farm and when I looked up Rick was holding out his staring at the dead body of Sophia on the ground below. Everyone was quiet except Carol as she sobbed for her now gone daughter.
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