A/N: Went back and re-read some old chapters. Not sure when, but at some point I cut back on Daryl's accent….I like how I did it in earlier chapters, so I think I am going to try to pick that up again...I will also edit all the chapters so there's continuity.

Rick and Daryl smoothed out the dirt on top of the grave and I sighed before walking away with Carl still holding my hand. We walked slowly back to Daryl's and my camp where I sat down on one of the stumps and Carl sat on the other. I looked across at him. Carl held his hands together looking at the ground as he rocked slightly on the stump. I had thought Carl had wanted to talk to me, but he remained silent. I sighed and looked out towards the woods.

"I wanted to be the one to find her." I turned to Carl, but he hadn't moved. "When I first woke up Dad said that we had found her, and when I found out that she was still out there I thought I could help. I thought I could find her." He looked up at me and his eyes were red.

"I'll always miss Sophia, but this is how things were supposed to be. It's not what I want, but it's done and the only thing to do is rise above and move on. She wouldn't want us to be sad."

"You don't know what she would want and what does it matter anyway. She's dead." Carl stood up and I watched him surprised. "She was my friend and she's gone. Probably the last friend I'll ever have."

I watched Carl as he walked away and I worried for him. He had always been a happy child, but this seems to have turned him. It was hard to live in this world, but if you looked for happiness you could find it easy enough. If Carl stopped looking I worried for what he would become. It would become too easy for him to accept death and I didn't know what kind of a person that would make him. As I stared at the spot Carl had left I jumped when I felt hands on my upper arms. I looked over my shoulder and saw Daryl follow where my gaze had been before turning to me.

"What happened, ya were starin' for awhile." I turned back towards Carl's path.

"I was talking to Carl. I'm worried about him." Daryl rubbed my arms. "I think he's losing his touch on life. Almost as if he doesn't remember what it was like before all this happened."

"Only been a few months." I leaned my head back against his shoulder and he tilted his head against mine.

"And think of everything he's seen." We stood together in silence a few moments before Daryl pulled back and tugged me me towards the woods.

"C'mon." He pulled me along by hand and as we passed the fireplace he grabbed a shovel that was leaning against it.

I followed behind Daryl as he lead me through the woods stopping at when we reached a small cabin. I looked up at it and realized this must be where Daryl thought Sophia had been hiding out. I wondered if she had spent any time here. In front of the cabin was an overgrown fence row that held the Cherokee Rose bushes Daryl must have gotten my flowers from. Along the ground, pulled up roses bushes had been scattered and I realized this is where my mom must have gotten her cuts. I watch Daryl as he dug up up one of the healthy bushes, carrying it over to me. I looked at him until he gestured with the shovel to head back to camp. I turned, starting the walk back through the woods and Daryl came up beside me.

"If all you were going to do was dig up a bush, why did you have me come. I thought I was too loud." Daryl stopped walking and turned toward me frowning.

"Ya think I don' want ya around?" I shook my head quickly.

"No. I just thought you liked some solitude, especially in the woods." Daryl bent over setting down the bush and shovel before he walked over to me. He kept walking until I had to back up into a tree. Daryl pressed himself against me and I looked up at his face as he looked down at me.

"Most of the time, yer about the only person I can stand. And now I don't want to let ya out of my sight." He put his hand on my cheek. "Too worried somethin' will happen to ya."

Daryl pressed his lips against mine hard and I quickly threw my arms around his neck and pulled him close. He put one hand on my hip and the other against the tree next to my head. I opened my mouth and Daryl opened his, quickly shoving his tongue into my mouth where it wrapped around mine. I tugged slightly on Daryl's hair, as I lost myself in the kiss. I could feel Daryl step closer shoving me further into the tree. I could feel his arousal pressed against my stomach and I lost control.

I pulled my hands from Daryl's hand down his chest to his pants. I quickly worked his belt open before starting on his pants. I had his open and was working on pulling them down when Daryl grabbed the front of my pants quickly unbuttoning them. Daryl broke the kiss as he pulled down the zipper. He dropped his pants and boxers and pulled my pants down down with my underwear in one go. Before I even had time to think Daryl had buried his face between my thighs.

My head fell back as I moaned loudly. He skipped any kind of preamble instead starting tonguing my clit roughly right off the bat. My legs began to shake as he stuck two fingers into my pussy rubbing the wall swiftly. He used his other hand to lift my left leg over his shoulder. He began to suck on my clit as he pressed harder with his fingers, as he began to pump them quickly. I could hear my breath catching in small cries, as my stomach clenched. If Daryl hadn't been holding my leg, I'm sure I would have collapsed. My right leg was shaking at the knee and I desperately wanted to shut my eyes and sleep.

Daryl withdrew from between my legs, but didn't let go of my leg. As he stood up he rested my leg against his hip, lifting my right leg to fall over his other hip. He quickly entered me in one hard thrust. I started to scream, but Daryl put a hand over my mouth as I cried. He quickly replaced his hand with his mouth, moving his hand to hold my neck and we began to kiss sloppily. Daryl held my hip with his other hand as he started to move with urgency. My nerves were so alert that I could definitively feel each pump as Daryl dragged his cock in and out. I was so sensitive from my last climax that the pleasure was almost too much and I was close to tears.

Finally I could feel Daryl start to lose his rhythm and he pulled his head away before resting it on my shoulder. I could feel his breath hot and moist against my neck as he groaned. Feeling Daryl cum inside me set me off again and my head fell back as my sides clenched again almost painfully. I felt Daryl lift me away from the tree as he slowly sat back onto the ground. He lay on his back panting and I didn't try to move from his chest as I gasped for air. I shut my eyes briefly as I felt Daryl soften and slowly slip out of me as time went by. At last Daryl roused me and we both stood slowly and began to pull out pants up. I felt exhausted, but I knew we had to get back to camp.

We began our walk back to the farm and this time I carried the shovel while I held Daryl's free hand. We walked back in total silence, but I felt no need to speak. I was tired and happy. I felt like I was glowing, but at the same time I felt like we had done something completely inappropriate. Anyone could have walked by at anytime. I blushed because instead of embarrassing me it only made me want to get Daryl back to camp and into our tent.