Chapter Two

The men were fixing up a barbed wire fence when Daryl looked over to the farm house and saw Sam emerge with Maggie. Daryl didn't mean to but without realising he had stopped what he was doing, and stared at her as the others continued to work. Maggie had given her some new clothes, as they were the same size and Daryl couldn't help but think how much Sam reminded him of Daisy Duke at this moment. She'd obviously had a shower and washed her hair, which was still wavy but not knotty and now hung and showed off her facial features. The denim shorts were cut just above her knees, showing off her toned legs while the navy blue t shirt worked well with her complexion and tan. Shane whistled, jokingly nudging Daryl in the arm to get his attention back.
"What you looking at?" He asked, looking over to the direction of where Daryl was looking. Shane stood up right, twirling a tooth pick in his mouth while he eyed Sam.
"Not bad at all..." he jokingly concluded, turning back to the other guys with a huge grin on his face. Maggie and Sam casually strolled over to the men, smiling as they chatted.
"What's her deal Glenn? Maggie told you anything?"
Shane asked, stomping the shovel into the ground and leant on it for balance. Glenn stopped what he was doing, took off his cap and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Everyone had noticed that Maggie and Sam had been spending time together since she arrived, probably because they're both around the same age.
"I don't know much" Glenn shrugged his shoulders. Shane nodded, very intrigued by the mysterious new girl and he wasn't the only one. Daryl had been thinking nonstop about where he knew Sam from and, still no luck.

By the time the girls had reached the fence, the men had finished mending it and had worked up an appetite. So they all decided it was time for some food, so they all huddled around the camp fire for an early dinner just as the sun began to set. As they all sat in silence, enjoying their meal Shane thought it was be the opportune moment to find out more about the newbie.
"So Sam..." he said making her head shoot up when she heard her name. Sam had seen it was Shane addressing her and chose to ignore him, and went back to eating her food. Lori looked up from her meal, and knew what he was doing and gave him a disapproving look. Shane scoffed to himself, and thought Sam must still be pissed off at him for not letting her go back to save her Mum.
"You know what? I saved your life the other night; brought you back here and I haven't even got a thank you." He stated and he threw his empty plate to the ground, pissed off about both Lori and Sam.
"How about next time, I just leave you there?" He said angrily, got up and left the circle. The others sat in silence as each one of them glanced at Sam to see her reaction.

She waited until everyone had finished their dinner, and had helped clean up before she went over to Shane. Sam had been thinking about that night for the past 3 days that she'd been on the farm and still thought she could have stopped the Walkers from killing her Mum. But gradually, Sam saw sense and knew Shane had done the right thing, she couldn't have helped her Mum without getting attacked herself. Sam plucked up the courage and strolled over to Shane who was sitting with Carl, watching him carefully as he learnt how to reload a handgun.
Carl could sense the tension between the two of them as they locked eyes and knew it was time for him to ignored Sam's presence and began to clean the gun which Carl had just learnt to load. Sam kicked some rocks around her feet, as she thought of how to apologise.
"Isn't he a bit young to be learning how to use a gun?" was the first thing Sam could think of what to say.
Shane looked up at her as he stood up and spoke in a serious tone "Not really, no. It was only a week ago that we found out Carol's daughter Sophia was bitten and turned into a Walker and we were nearly over run by some of them being in the barn..."
Shane ignored Sam's puzzled look and continued
"long story short, the kid needs to know how to protect himself against those things and if that means, learning how to use a gun so then be it".
Shane said, placing the gun in the back of his pants and began to walk off. Sam called out to him, and he smiled to himself before turning back around
"Maybe... "Sam said, looking at the ground as she moved a few paces closer to him "I should... learn how to use one also..."
Shane gathered this was her way of apologising, but he wasn't accepting it just yet, he wanted to watch her squirm for a bit.
"Now why would you want to learn that?" He asked with a cocky grin and Sam knew what he was up to, but couldn't help and return a smile.
"Well just if anything happens like last time... and what if you're not there to help me?" Sam answered with a smidge of worry in her eyes but with a hint of flirtation. Shane agreed to teach her how to use a gun properly... not only because he'd have more backup if any Walkers attacked again, but also so he could spend more time with Sam.

A little while later on Sam was with Carol putting away some clothes which had been out to dry when Sam looked over to where Daryl was by himself. Sam had watched him over the past couple of days, noticing that he didn't really fit it with anyone in the group that he liked to keep to himself. Sam then asked about Daryl, curiosity getting the best of her. Carol then informed Sam about Daryl's brother Merle and also how he had tried so hard to help find her daughter Sophia. After mentioning Sophia's name, Carol then wanted to be by herself and Sam quietly thought to herself as she finished what she was doing, looking up every once in a while to look at Daryl. She could see what everyone meant by redneck, the way he talked, his clothes and way the he composed himself. But that day in the alley way, Sam had seen something in him... something she gathered not many people saw... maybe this was what Carol was talking about before when it came to Sophia.

Sam watched in awe at his toned and muscular body, as he changed a part on his bike... she remembered the tattoos on his arm and shoulder which she'd seen tonight, she wondered what they meant... or if they even meant anything. He was very handsome under that entire bad boy exterior and those eyes. They could say more about how he was feeling than any words. She knew there was more to him than met the eye. So she took a deep breath and wondered over to him...

"Sorry if I was a bitch the past couple of days..."
Daryl's head popped up from under his bike when he heard a voice talking to him. He took in her presence for a second, then continued back on his bike and spoke without looking at her
"It's a'ight, I get it. Ya lost someone... we've all been' ere'"
Sam gathered that was Daryl being understanding in his own kind of way and she stood there awkwardly as he continued working.
"Nice bike" she decided to say, trying to break the silence "I haven't been on one in years..." Daryl glanced up at her, with a look of confusion.
"You used to drive?" he asked, looking her up and down again. Sam folded her arms over her chest and laughed as it he had said the funniest joke in the world.
"I was nicknamed Barbie in high school, do you think I'm really the type of girl who would ride bikes?" she asked rhetorically.
Daryl wasn't surprised at all by what Sam had just told him about the nick name, she did have the whole beautiful blonde bombshell thing going on.
"I used to go on drives with my Dad when I was younger before my parents got divorced; he was into Harley Davidson's... " Sam stated as she placed her hand on the bike and smiled to herself. Sam could see that Daryl wasn't a man of many words, so she decided to let him be and maybe tomorrow they'd have more of a conversation. So she turned on her heels and headed back towards the rest of the group, who were getting ready for bed.

Daryl could kick himself. He could see that Sam was trying to get to know him, but of course he wouldn't let her in, just like he wouldn't let Carol. Daryl quickly got up from under the bike, wiping the oil off his hands onto his white singlet and called out to her
"If ya ever want to go on a bike again..." Sam turned around, with her eyebrow cocked, wondering what Daryl was trying to say
"I could take ya for a ride or somethin'..." He suggested, shrugging his shoulders. Sam could tell Daryl was at least trying here, so she nodded and smiled back at him. When her back turned around, it hit Daryl – he remembered where he knew Sam from...

*flashback...*

"What's takin' so dam long?" Merle Dixon complained to his little brother as they leant against the hood of their truck, with Merle's motorbike on the back. Daryl looked around at the millions of families in the same boat as them, on the highway trying to get to Atlanta where it was supposably safe.
Merle's patience was running dry, so he told his brother to stay here and keep an eye on his motorbike while he walked up the road to see what was going on. As Daryl quietly kept to himself, he watched the people around him.

The passengers from the two cars in front of him had banned together, probably so the two children a little boy and little girl could play. The wives were talking amongst themselves - one was brunette and rather tall while the other had very short pixie like hair, while one of the husbands, a tall fit looking man with brown curly hair was trying to get a signal on his radio and the other was a large man who was balding, watching his wife with the short hair like a hawk. The brunette had asked the lady with the shorter hair to mind her son, while they went to see what was happening and the larger man looked as though he was going to smack his wife for helping the people they obviously didn't know.

Daryl could feel the hair on the back of his neck stand up and knew whatever was happening, wasn't good and was becoming impatient like his older brother. At the corner of his eye, Daryl saw three girls in their mid twenties also leaning against two cars. One of the girls seemed to be more worried about the current situation because the other two were still worried about how their hair looked. Daryl's eyes met the blondes, who then smiled and looked down at the ground when her cheeks turned flushed. Had kept his eye on this girl until she looked back up at him and he gave her a nod and she smiled yet again. After a minute or so, the girl had wondered over to him and just as she was about to talk, there was a huge explosion off into the distance. And soon enough, there was screaming and a whole lot of panic. Daryl saw the brunette couple running back to their son, and the other family why had been chatting too
"There nuking the City..." Daryl heard the man with curly brown hair whisper to the larger man and his wife so the kids wouldn't hear.

Without noticing, Merle had re appeared next to him and ordered for Daryl to get back into the car. Daryl did so, but before he looked up once again at the blonde girl, who had ran back over to her girlfriends now with three other guys. As Merle turned on the engine, Daryl watched as the blonde hopped into the car with her friends and drove off into the other direction while he and his brother, followed the two cars in front of them...

Next time -

As Shane begins to teach Sam how to handle a gun, sparks begin to fly.
And just as Sam thought she was getting somewhere with Daryl, he ignores her.

What's wrong with Daryl? will he tell Sam that they've met before?

To be continued...

Authors Note - First of all, thank you to everyone who reviewed the first chapter! I loved reading them.
I know a few of you thought that Sam and Daryl might have known eachother from their childhood, so sorry about that! I have a few ideas coming up to do with how they met.

p.s Did you guys realise in the flashback that, it was Lori, Shane, Carl with Ed, Carol and Sophia?

Also in the next chapter, I plan on explaining more about Sam's past. What do you think is her story? I'd love your ideas/thoughts.

Please continue to review and let me know what you think, it gives me inspirationt to continue to write :)

Thank you.