Merle wandered up the path after waving to Ty's wife for dropping him off. He would get Rick or Carol to take him to work in the morning. He felt good he had a few drinks not to many he knew Carol didn't like it when he drank, he was an arsehole. He loved her, and little Joey, Fuck he even loved Rick is some weird no sexual way! He didn't give two shits about what anyone thought about them. No one knew anyway. They kept it to themselves.

Rick was his best buddy and he knew Rick would lay his life on the line for Carol and Joey. Merle would put his life on the line for Carol and Joey. Merle could never understand why Daryl just up and left. Rick had been looking for him, they looked every month in the data base. Looked at his bank account everything, nothing had been touched. Merle wondered sometimes if he was still alive.

He wondered also what he would think about Joey? Merle thought he never would have left if he knew about Joey. Sometimes he wished he come back, knew the little guy, then he also didn't want him to come because he knew deep down if Daryl was about Rick and he wouldn't have Carol. He put his key in the door and opened it. Seeing a light on inside he made his way to the kitchen calling out. Rick answered from the lounge. Merle knew they would be there.

He knew they wouldn't make it so he would come home to no one being up. Rick and Carol thought more about his feelings sometimes than Merle thought about Rick's. Sometimes he felt like he wanted to make love to Carol on the couch and make Rick watch.

They never flaunted their relationship apart from one time Rick lost it when he left hicky's on her, Merle didn't flaunt his relationship with Rick either. He knew it was Rick's time but he really wanted it to be his time. He called out hello. Carol walked out to say hello kissing him on the mouth. He hugged her and kissed her back hard slipping his tongue into her mouth. She pushed him away knowing Rick was in the other room and Merle was well Merle was being Merle wanting more than a kiss in the kitchen.

'We are watching a movie if you want to join,' Carol told him.

'Hmmmmmmm,' Merle answered.

'Up to you,' Carol turned and left him standing in the kitchen.

'Beer Rick?' Merle called out.

'Yip!' Rick called back. Merle walked in taking in the scene before him. It normally didn't bother him, Carol was curled up at Rick's side watching the movie. Rick had his arm around her. Merle handed him his beer deciding fuck it and sat down on the other side of her pulling her feet into his lap. He rubbed them for a bit.

'How longs the little guy been asleep?' Merle asked.

'Since 7,' Rick answered.

'He tired?' Merle asked.

'Yep,' Rick answered sucking down his beer, putting the bottle on the table. He looked across Carol at Merle wondering what he was thinking, he had an idea of what he was thinking, the fact he was sitting so close to Carol when normally he would sit across from them in a chair and watch tv not paying attention to them sitting side by side on the couch. He was almost sure he was thinking that they both should tag team Carol. He wasn't sure about that. Merle raised his eyebrows in a question, Rick nodded that he maybe interested if that what Merle was thinking. Carol was not paying attention to either of them.

Merle moved Carol's legs off and wandered off to the kitchen to get another couple of beers putting them in front of Rick. 'I'm gona take a shower be back soon,' He nodded at them leaving the room peeking in on Joey wandering down the hall whistling. He smirked to himself. Rick knew what he was thinking but he wasn't sure if Carol would go for it. They never tried before. He turned the shower on and went in scrubbing himself down and his cock, hoping it was going into her mouth. He knew there would be no chance in that happening if he didn't shower after work.

He stood under the water trying to judge how long it would take for Rick to get the couple of beers down to loosen him up a bit. It wasn't like they were going to be with each other. Rick was a bit of a prude sometimes. A good guy but he hoped he would enjoy it as much as him. He stepped out and dried himself off. Pulling on a pair of boxers only taking his clothes with him to the lounge. He checked Joey was still sleeping walked into the lounge pulling the door shut behind him.

He walked to the kitchen, Carol glanced at him walking about in his boxers, it wasn't an uncommon sight in the house. He brought out some beers putting them on the coffee table in front of them all. Rick had three empty bottles in front of him but he still took another. Carol was wedged up against Rick, watching her film. Merle sat down pulling her feet back onto his lap rubbing them. She had no idea what he was thinking. He knew Rick wouldn't start it or suggest it.

In the end he sat drinking his beer rubbing her feet, finally it was getting to the end of the movie and she stretched out, moving so her head was in Ricks lap and her legs and feet were on top of Merle. She was still staring at the TV. Merle nodded at Rick.

Merle moved his hand up the inside of her thigh up the inside of her PJ shorts discovering that she didn't have any panties on. His fingers slid down her slit as he opened her one handed drinking his beer watching the TV, she lifted her head off Rick to stare at Merle who wasn't looking at her. Rick moved his hand off the back of the couch slipping it into the inside of her shirt. He cupped her breast, and rubbed his thumb over her nipple until it was rock hard.

'What do you both think your doing?' Carol asked.

'You ok?' Asked Rick, squeezing her breast.

'What you think we doing sugar?' Merle growled low in his throat as Carol moved her legs giving him better access. Merle tugged her bottoms down leaning over to put his mouth to her mound. She groaned, Rick groaned watching, his dick was hard watching the other man licking her clit. He moved her slightly so she was off his lap and he knelt on the floor watching Merle. Rick bent over pulling her shirt up and over her head bringing his face down to start paying attention to her breasts.

They all stopped suddenly when they heard screaming and sobbing from the hall. Carol was off the couch pulling on a shirt and her pants up fast as little Joey was crying hard trying to get into the lounge in the dark.

Merle pulled on his pants and a shirt. Rick still had his clothes on as they both moved fast to find out what was going on. Little Joey was sick and had vommitted through his bed, and over himself. Carol moved him quickly to the bathroom to change his sicky PJ's. Rick was stripping the bed when she left. Taking them to the laundry. Merle was helping and trying to deal with the fact he had a ragging hard on that wouldn't get taken care of that night. He knew as Rick did Carol would be sleeping with Joey tonight.

'The fuck you feed this kid Rick?' Merle growled at Rick trying to clean up vomit off the floor.

'Veggies and Chicken, potatoes,' Rick growled back. He was sporting his own hard on didn't want to be doing this shit either. Also all the beer he downed in a short time was starting to affect him a little more than he realized.

Carol come back in carrying a clean smiling little boy with sparkling blue eye who blew kisses at everyone. ,

'He ok?' Merle asked, he wanted to kiss him, but settled for a ruffle to his head. Carol would kill him due to the fact of where his mouth had just been.

'I think so,' Carol handed him to Rick while she hunted for fresh PJ's, there was a loud knock at the door.

'Who the F...~~!' Merle stated

'Uncle Merle, watch your mouth,' Rick warned.

Merle threw his hands up and wandered out to see who was at the kitchen door. Carol and Rick got Joey dressed when they heard smashing and yelling of two men's voices in the kitchen. Plates smashing to the floor, 'Fucks' and 'Mother fucker' being shouted. 'Fucken arsehole!'

'Get the fuck off me!'

'For fuck sakes Merle!'

'I'm just going to see what Uncle Merle's doing... with his friend,' Rick told Joey, Joey's eye were wide at the yelling and noise coming from the kitchen. Carol was surprised when she heard Ricks voice joining in with the cursing and more things falling as a fight was going on in the kitchen. She gathered up Joey in her arms to go see what the hell was going on. She didn't want to leave him alone in case he got frightened because of the noise.

She walked into the kitchen avoiding the broken glass seeing Merle and Rick rolling around the floor throwing punches at the person underneath them. There was blood and Merle had a cut on his face.

'STOP! STOP IT RIGHT NOW! Your scaring Joey, RICK! MERLE get off! Who is that! Get off!' Rick heard her and half pulled Merle to his feet although he lost his grip as Merle went for another turn.

Joey started to cry, Merle stopped hitting the person on the ground, pulling back onto his bum. Staggering to his feet. Joey was crying holding his arm's out for Merle, Merle was bleeding from his nose. Rick had a black eye and cuts down his arms from the glass. Merle took Joey who wasn't calming down and took him to the lounge sitting with him talking softly that he was ok.

Rick put his arm around Carol and hugged her, she looked over his shoulder to the floor and got the shock of her life as he sat up amongst the glass and stuff she looked into the blue eyes of Daryl. He was older, sporting a bleeding lip, a cut to his forehead. It was him, he come back. His face looked shocked to see her, and to see her leaning into Rick like they were together.