I'm not happy with how this chapter turned out, but I hope you enjoy it anyway.

Chapter 9

"YOU NEED TO BACK THE HELL OFF!"

Daryl shoved Shane away with one hand to the chest, his adrenaline still pumping through his body from tonight's earlier events.
The women along with Hershel had now all gathered around the men who had just arrived back from saving Sam, not knowing what on earth was happening. Maggie raced to Glenn's side, throwing her arms around him; Andrea looked to T dog for answers while Rick moved in between Daryl and Shane.
"Take a step back" Rick said to both men with authority in his voice, trying to take control of the situation. Carol looked in the car, noticing for the first time two little kids huddled together looking petrified.
"Who are they?" she asked but no one answered as they continued arguing amongst themselves and Carol decided to manoeuvre her way to the side door, opening it cautiously "It's okay, it's okay..." she spoke in a soothing manner, with her arms outstretched. Tom and Claire hesitated, continuing to clutch to each other.
Carol smiled reassuringly at them "Come on sweetie" she said putting her hands under Claire, whisking her up out of the car and Tom followed close behind.

"We need to know ya told them where the farm is" Shane yet again screamed at Sam who shuddered at the words. Shane gave up, throwing his hands in the air and pushed Rick away from him
"If she's told them..." he continued to speak as he shook his head "then our blood is on your hands..." Shane finished pointing at her, turning and walked away.
Sam watched him walk over to camp, kicking rocks on the ground. Rick and Daryl shared a quiet look and Rick nodded, chasing after Shane. Daryl continued his stance in a protective manner in front of Sam until Shane was fair distance away, he then turned around slowly and as he spoke Sam could feel his breath on her face
"Are ya alright?"
Sam folded her arms over her chest; the chilly night had come from nowhere and gave her goose bumps as she was hardly wearing anything besides the lace dress. Sam ignored his question and scanned the faces around her, landing on Carol and kids. Daryl lifted her chin up, so their eyes met but she flinched away from him, taking a step back. Maggie let go of Glenn, going to Sam's side noticing her odd behaviour, Maggie gathered she must be in some form of shock.
Sam could hear them talking to her, but it was all muffled... she made out some stuff... like Glenn was telling the others about what had happened and who the kids were... Daryl still tried to get her to talk to him but she wouldn't. Maggie reassured Daryl she'd look after her, and took her inside the house.

A few days later... Sam finally left her tent and by the feel of the heat it must have been around mid day.
"Didn't want to wake you" Carol said warmly, as she continued putting wet clothes on a handmade clothes line to try. Sam nodded, acknowledging her but said nothing in return as she folded her arms looking around the camp.
Over near the stable, Maggie and Beth were with Glenn and they had Belle, the cream horse Sam had rode into town. She couldn't understand how the horse had gotten back to the farm, because last thing she knew Belle was waiting outside the medical centre for her.
"Daryl and Maggie went into town this morning to get his bike and Belle back" Carol commented as Sam turned back around to face her. A weird feeling struck Sam's gut after hearing Daryl and Maggie had been left alone together... Sam soon enough realised this was jealousy. But Maggie was Sam's friend and she had Glenn... Sam shook those thoughts from her mind, momentarily forgetting about the ordeal she had been through until she noticed a piece of clothing.
Carol was pegging to the clothes line the white lace dress Sam had been forced to wear when she was with Dave and his group, instantly making her feel sick.
"What are you doing?!"
Sam's sudden outburst made Carol flinch, pulling her hands away from the dress while Lori and a few of the others turned to see what the commotion was. Carol was confused, she didn't know why Sam was so upset about her washing the dress.
"You were wearing it..." she stuttered as Lori approached the two women "I know I was wearing it!" Sam replied with a hard sarcastic tone. Carol continued to say she thought Sam would want it washed so she could wear it again but she shook her head furiously and raised her hands, ripping it from the clothes line
"I don't want it washed! And I don't ever want to see it again!" with a few hard movements, Sam ripped the dress in half, threw it on the ground and stormed off back into her tent.

Daryl had seen the whole show from a distance, deciding to leave his bike for the moment to find out what had happened with Sam and Carol. As he got closer and closer, he could over hear Lori, Andrea and Carol
"She lost her sister, geeze Lori just let her be!" Andrea rolled her eyes at the brunette who asked Andrea to repeat herself, but instead she sighed with an annoyed tone.
"You don't know what she's going through Lori, you have a husband and a son, while Carol lost her daughter, I lost my sister and so did Sam..."
Lori shook her head, not wanting to hear any of it "But what she's doing... it's not healthy! Ever since she came back, all she has done is stay in her tent..."
Andrea crossed her arms and stood to one side "It's not really up to how people deal with grief is it?"
Carol, looking from both of her friends tried to sooth the situation "Someone should try to talk to her..." she suggested and without a word, Daryl walked straight past them and over to her Sam's tent.
The little girl Claire was in her tent, trying to get Sam to play with her but Sam sat in silence, ignoring her. Daryl appeared, making a noise to get her attention
"Scram" he told the little girl, who got up instantly and ran to Carol and the others who were watching on.
Sam continued to ignore him until he cleared his throat, and grabbed her by the arm with some force "C'mon, get up" he said. Sam threw his arm off her, and took a step back. Daryl realised he had been force full and he spoke softer this time, sort of begging. Sam hesitated as he left her tent, but she followed him anyway over to where his motorbike was waiting. Daryl sat on his bike and looked from Sam to the spot behind him and she shook her head
"No way am I getting on that thing... the last time I was on a bike..." Sam paused before she could finish that sentence and stood in silence. Daryl sighed "Just get on, I won't let nothin' happen to ya". Sam could see he wasn't going to stop until she got on, so she made herself comfortable, putting her arms around Daryl's waist as he pushed down on the accelerator. The speed took Sam off guard, she grip tightened and she chuckled at herself, she had forgotten how fast these bikes could go.

As they drove on the dirt road coming away from the farm, Sam felt free again as the wind whipped her hair back in the air and loved the sound of the engine echoing, somehow it seemed peaceful to her. Daryl pulled over in front of an abandoned paddock which was now overrun with grass which badly needed to be cut. They both got up, Sam moving away from the bike while Daryl leant against it. Sam stared at him, expecting Daryl to explain why he had taken her away from the farm but of course not, he just stood watching her.
"Your not gonna tell me why you brought me out here?" she asked him. Daryl shrugged looking around the scenery "I guessed ya could do with some space..." he answered.
Sam started to kick rocks from under her feet, her arms tightly across her chest "They don't know what it was like..." Sam began to say and looked back at Daryl "What it was like back there... seeing all those kids and women... being treated like they weren't human... worse that what Walkers even deserve..."
Sam could feel the rage bubbling inside her but she took a step back when Daryl interrupted her mid sentence
"What do ya mean?" he asked and Sam knew straight away what he was edging towards "Did Dave... did he..."
Sam shut her eyes quickly, trying to keep the images from exploding in her mind. Daryl had now made his way over to Sam but she wouldn't meet his eye.. she couldn't lie to his face...
"No" she said bluntly and she heard a sigh of relief escape his mouth. Sam turned her face away before he could see she was lying. Just thinking about it all, Sam felt the same rage bubbling up again "He had my sister this whole time... I thought she was dead... but no... I just stopped looking for her... what kind of person does that make me!?" Sam yelled the last part at Daryl and he saw something change in her... she was losing it.
"If you hadn't had come back for me this would never have happened! My sister would still be alive! I told you to go but you didn't!"
Daryl gritted his teeth, how could Sam be blaming him for this... Daryl couldn't take the blame
"I couldn't leave you there! I care bout ya to much Sam!" Daryl had said to much and they both froze, taking in what he had just admitted to.
Sam took in a deep breath, tears beginning to water in her eyes and her gritted her teeth "Well you know what? I don't care about you! It should have been me killed not her! " Sam waited for a response but Daryl just stared at her, his nostrils flaring. Sam couldn't take it back, and she knew it had hurt him... it had even hurt her.

Next time -
Sam realises she has been an idiot and tries to mend her 'relationship' with Daryl,
will he forgive her?

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I am so not happy with how this turned out :( What did you guys think?