Daryl woke up during the night feeling around the bed for Carol quickly realizing she wasn't there. Sophia wasn't there either. He was dry, his head didn't hurt so much it was 3am in the morning and he shuffled out to the kitchen downing two glasses of water. He grabbed a couple of pain meds, hoping to shake this hangover by 2pm the next day when he had to be back on shift. He poured a glass of juice, and dug around in the fridge for a few things to eat.

He went out back of his house looking around in the dark, he sat down at the picnic table out there looking at car lights driving up the drive, Andrea was coming back from some emergency from the small hospital. She parked not far from where he was sitting.

'Pity party for one?' She asked him.

'Something like that,' Daryl mumbled.

'I talked to Carol,' She told him, 'Heard you decorated the outside with vomit and she hosed you down in your jocks outside,' She stared at him wondering what was going on. Daryl was so level headed and she'd seen him drunk only a handful of times in the past few years. A few beers, never crawling vomiting drunk which by Carol's accounts is what he was.

'She's pretty pissed,' He mumbled.

'Wouldn't you be, someone comes rolling up to your house where your tiny baby is sleeping rolling spewing drunk?' Andrea asked. 'You want Merle coming rolling drunk round Sophia,'

'No,'

'You think Carol wants an unpredictable drunk person at her house, round Soph?' Andrea asked.

'I didn't do anything to them,' Daryl told her.

'I know, Carol know's, but think about what happened last time she was around a extremely drunk person, what happened to Soph,' She asked.

'I'ma not gona do it again,'

'Well don't, I had her on the phone crying this morning,' Andrea warned him, 'When Carol cries we all cry, she's been though enough,'

'I made her cry, I'm an arsehole, should I go see her?' Daryl asked her.

'Not at 3am, tomorrow, if she lets you in,' Andrea told him.

'I fucked it up, I just wanted to ask her something, take her out, and...' Daryl stopped himself knowing he just about spilt the beans about why he was pissed. 'I just wanted to do something with her without Soph,'

'You adore that wee girl, what's going on,' Andrea asked him, 'She said you organised Amy then you guys had a falling out because she didn't wanna go,'

'Stay here a moment,' Daryl moved and went to his room pulling out the box he had been holding come back out and put it on the table in front of Andrea, 'There!'

Andrea opened the box seeing the gorgeous ring inside, 'Oh Daryl, I'm already married, to your brother remember,'

'Not you, this is why I wanted to go fucken out without Sophia, one night, one hour to give her a promise,' Daryl mumbled, 'Without being distracted by her, or her needing something, I just wanted to ask her,'

'Oh, it makes sense now,' Andrea mused, 'When's your next day down?'

'Not till Saturday we gona do swimming, if she will let me then dunno,' Daryl told her, 'Working long shifts this week,'

'What if Merle and I swing by take her for a walk or something, its still day light, practice for us, you can do it then?'

'You sure, she might let you take her if you lead with you want to do it, not me planning it,' Daryl looked interested.

'Its a plan, you just have to work at getting back into her good books sunshine,' Andrea told him, she handed him back his ring leaving him sitting and eating planning how to get back into her good books.