'Thought you were brought and paid for Dixon?' Shane asked as he pulled up outside his house, Daryl had shaved,6 shots of vodka all he could find in the house and had a beer in his hand when Shane arrived, they were going out, he didn't know where he just needed to blow off some steam.

'No, just going out, thought you might wana go out,' Daryl looked at him.

'You have a fight with your misses?' Shane asked, Daryl just shook his head. He didn't know, maybe, he didn't go to them after work like he normally would he needed to think some. His head was fuzzy with the booze.

'Something like that,' Daryl admitted, he might have over reacted a little but he wasn't going on a women hunt, just out.

'Going on a pussy hunt?'

'Fuck off,' Daryl growled at him, 'Just going out, to chill out, she's all I want right, don't go pushing women onto me,'

'Its just that you haven't been away from her since she's been in town, like she has you tied by the balls or something,' Shane commented. 'Like she has a magical vagina,'

'Shut up Shane,' Daryl warned him, 'Don't talk about my girls ummmm girl parts, keep your mind on your own girls magic vagina,'

'My girls is shitty with me anyways not seeing that anytime soon till I bring her something pretty or tell her I'm an A graded prick,' Shane told him. He parked up his car outside the bar knowing he was going to be walking home or ringing a patrol car for a lift.

They pulled up to the bar ordering a beer, they were in there late, everyone around them were hammered.

'Well if it isn't my favourite brother inlaws, little brother,' a voice from behind him come he turned around and behind the bar Andrea's sister Amy stood. Amy gave him a hug over the bar where she was working, 'What's up Shaneo? What are my two favourite off duty cops wanting to drink?'

Pretty soon they were playing pool with some of the local home from collage girls. Daryl had had more than his normal amounts of beer, a couple of shots with Shane and he was pissed off his face, no lunch or dinner just booze, he was staggering around the bar when he knew it was time for him to pull the pin. He had been hit on more times than he could count including one chick who tried to follow him and Shane into the toilet.

He pulled a seat up to the bar moving away from the pool tables and tried to hold a conversation with Amy. He wasn't doing too well, then some girls come over trying to drag him to a party, he shook his head, they were trying hard. 3 had Shane in their grips to take him with them too, they were loose too she could tell one had her tongue in his ear, she wasn't too worried about Shane but Daryl she could tell was in love with Carol and her little girl, something had happened and he just come out for a drink which had now got out of hand.

Daryl was trying to tell them without making a scene he wasn't going.

'Leave him alone, he's got a girlfriend and a tiny baby,' Amy growled at them across the bar, 'Shane, sit down, you've got a girl too,' Amy bustled around getting them both cokes to drink annoyed at the other bar staff for letting them get so pissed. Granted they were grown men but something was bothering them both, considering Daryl rung off her baby sitting services which meant she could say yes to the bar work.

'I'm off now, let me get my bag I'll take you both home,' she told them. They followed her out to the car park where Daryl spent a few moments having a chat with the gutter, a patrol car slowed down looking at him, Rick Grimes stuck his head out the window looking at him.

'She say no brother?' he call out.

Daryl shook his head heaving again, 'Didn't ask,'

Rick checked if Amy was ok taking them home she nodded she was, dropping Shane off to his girlfriend walking him to the door and knocking waiting for her to come.

'I brought you a special something something, you don't have to thank me,' Amy laughed as she dragged him into the house by his shirt, mouthing thankyou.

'Where too Dixon?' She asked, he squinted at the time.

'Carol,' He mutter, she pulled up and he rolled out of the car onto the driveway, lying there. Looking up at the stars.

'Move it Dixon, or I'll ring Merle,' Amy warned, he rolled over vomited again, groaning knowing he was going to have to clean it tomorrow. Amy was gone tapping on the door where Carol peeked out. Seeing it was Amy and it was one in the morning she wondered what was going on.

'Yours if you want to claim it?' she pointed down the drive, 'though you should wash it before you use it, because it smells,'

'Is that Daryl?' Carol turned the outside light on, there he was in all his glory crawling up the path, vomit and all, 'No way, if your coming in here you strip those clothes off, that's disgusting,'

Daryl growled trying to pull off his shoes, and pants at the same time falling into the little garden. ' ummm 's k Carol, mmmmmmmmmmm hey baby, ... Soph up?' Carol just stared at her drunk boyfriend wondering why he was in such a state.

'Thankyou Amy, what's happened why he get so drunk?'

'I don't know, he and Shane showed up and they both got blizts now they're both like this, if your ok I'm going, I have to work at the pool tomorrow,' She told Carol, 'Ummm Carol, try the garden hose or something, wash him down,'

He was in his underwear, She held out her hand to help him up. He wouldn't move with her so she did get the garden hose on him spraying him down while he complained she didn't love him because she was mean to him. He kept calling her a 'big meanie pants', she finally managed to drag him inside, strip off his underwear while he stood there swaying and laughing about it. She pull on some underwear getting him to step into it before she shoved him in the spare room. He could stink it up in there until he showered. She smelt herself took a shower then went to bed, he was out cold on his side. She knew she was going to have a terrible night checking him all night to make sure he didn't choke or something.

She watched him for a minute thinking he was sleeping, 'Why don't you love me?' He asked her then the next moment he was asleep. Did he think she didn't love him, she loved him too much that it actually hurt. Tomorrow, they would talk tomorrow.