A/N: Thanks to everyone who favorited/followed since last chapter. Someday I will be back on schedule, this is a day late, but I got it in this week! As usual, now that Walking Dead is over for the season, I plan to be caught up by the time the next season starts! This time I feel like that is actual possibility now though!
-smclendon: You're very welcome, it's good to be back!
-Micky-Moo: Yay, glad you loved it! Inmate trouble may get intense, maybe another Daryl/Anna fight. I haven't even thought about Axel yet! It totally killed me when he died in the show. Speaking of have you seen the meme about that, it is totally my reaction! I will have to do some serious thinking to decide what I do with him.
-MatriarchMage(Guest): Glad you like the coupling! I thought they were a good fit. I am hoping that I will be able to update more regularly again, life has kinda calmed down now. Hopefully you will continue to enjoy the story!
-0netflixme0: I recognize that user name, welcome! This chapter is super late, but here it is!
I woke up suddenly when I heard yelling. I walked out the door and saw Carl run past me into his cell. I jogged down the stairs and looked in the cell where everyone was awkwardly standing around.
"What the hell happened?"
"Carl went to find the infirmary, brought back some medical supplies." My mom stared at me and I knew there was more. Beth stepped closer to me leaning in.
"He didn't say that he was going, just came back and went off on Lori." I sighed and looked over at Lori who was wiping Hershel's forehead.
"I'll go talk to him, see if I can calm him down some." She nodded and I left the cell. I walked back up the stairs and stood at the entrance to Carl's cell, hands on my hips. He was sitting on the bed staring at the wall and he glanced up at me.
"You have anything to say?"
"Doesn't matter what I say, you'll yell at me anyway."
"I don't know why I should bother, it never does any good." He looked at me again.
"We needed those supplies and I got them."
"You could have died."
"I can take care of myself!"
"That doesn't make you invincible! Didn't you watch the way we cleared the yard? You go in a group back to back. Do you remember the farm? We all got separated and people died. Patricia, Jimmy, Andrea. If you run off on your own, you can die."
"Everyone else was busy, I was the only one who could go."
"You can't just run off on your own, especially if you don't tell anyone where you're going. This prison is flooded with walkers. Somehow civilians got in, that means there is a break somewhere." I kneeled down next to the bed. "I know you want to help Carl, but sometimes you just don't think. What if we had noticed you were gone and went looking for you? Even if you had made it back ok, someone could have died trying to find you. Glenn, or Maggie, or me.
"Mom just treats me like I can't do anything."
"Because she loves you." I sat next to him on the bed. "I can try getting you better jobs, but you have to start acting better. Everyone has to do what they're told, or it all falls apart. Promise me, ok, no more running off."
"Ok, I'll try." I patted his leg, before handing him my set of keys.
"I'm taking a nap, watch the door. Don't let anyone in that isn't part of the group no matter what they say, alright?" He took the keys, smiling and nodding. I smiled and stood up walking back out of the cell and into the perch. I laid down on the mattress and sighed, yawning deeply before pulling the blanket up, rolling onto my stomach.
I woke up to someone rubbing my thighs roughly before squeezing my ass. I laughed and felt Daryl settle his weight along my back.
"Ya been restin' up?" He leaned in biting my neck and I arched my back against him. He wrapped his arms around my waist and shoved his hand down the front of my pants. I opened my eyes and saw light filtering in through the windows and panicked. I sat up quickly, knocking Daryl off of me. He rolled onto the mattress beside me and looked up at me. "What's wrong?"
"It's the middle of the day!" Daryl laid on his side and reached a hand up my shirt.
"It's evening, almost dinner." I smacked his hand and shoved it out.
"Are you insane? I'm not having sex in the middle of the day when we have zero privacy."
"We're in our room and the door's shut." He reached for the front of my pants again and I pushed his hand away once more.
"Yeah and most of the walls are glass windows." I rolled over and sat up, standing and brushing off my shirt. "You'll just have to wait til tonight." Daryl groaned and flopped over onto his back, while I stood up and left the perch, going to see if I could help with dinner.
I sighed and arched my back, feeling Daryl shift on top of me. I dug my nails into the pillow I was griping while he moved lazily into me. He went slow, but each thrust was deep. His hands rested next to mine and I could feel his chest resting heavily on my back. I was horribly tired, but I was in no mood to rush. It had been months since we had been able to be together like this. Over the winter, we were lucky to get a quick fuck up against a tree while "hunting."
I let my head hang between my arms when Daryl brought a hand up to rub quickly against my clit. I bit my lip as he started moving faster and his hips roughed collided with mine. I bit my bottom lip and tried to keep from getting too loud. I could feel Daryl's breath heavy and warm on the back of my neck and I slowly laid the front of my body down on the mattress. Keeping his fingers pressed hard against my cit, he used his other hand to grip my hip tightly. He pulled my hips back against his and I bit my thumb tightly, feeling my legs shake as I came. I reached up and pushed his hand off my clit and he held both of my hips tightly as he continued to thrust. Shortly after I came, Daryl held my hips against his and came as well.
We stayed still a few minutes before Daryl lifted me by the hips turning me onto my side so we could lie down. I rolled over to face him as he settled onto his back and I laid against his chest, while he put both hands behind his head. He looked down at me from where I rested against him before reaching down, taking my hand. I looked down a saw the teeth marks near the base of my thumb. I smiled as he ran his thumb over the marks before kissing my forehead.
"Yer just gonna have to get used to makin' some noise." I blushed a bit and looked up at Daryl.
"I don't want everyone to know!"
"Ya think they can't guess? Ya think Maggie and Glenn really went up to the guard tower to keep watch tonight? Everybody knows."
"Well everybody doesn't have to hear." He shook his head and shut his eyes.
"I'm gonna make scream one of these days." I blushed again, but just snuggled into his chest, falling asleep quickly.
Daryl woke me up early and we both headed out to the yard, moving the cars in and securing the fence.
"We need to pile up these corpses so we can burn them." Rick gestured out to the field and T-dog sighed.
"Gonna be a long day."
"Where's Glenn and Maggie, we could use some help?"
"Up in the guard tower." I smiled when Daryl pointed up at the closest tower.
"Guard tower?" Rick glanced at Daryl. "They were just up there last night." I snorted, while Daryl yelled.
"Glenn, Maggie!" The door swung open and Glenn appeared, pulling on his pants.
"Hey, what's up, guys?"
"Ya comin'?" I laughed with the others while Glenn looked flustered.
"What?"
"Ya comin'?" Glenn just stared buckling his pants. "Come on, we could use a hand."
"Yeah, uh, we'll be right down." We all turned back still laughing and Daryl walked over to me.
"You did that on purpose." I smiled at him and he smirked widely.
"Duh."
"Hey, Rick." We all turned back to T-dog, who was staring at one the other cell blocks. I tensed up as the prisoners walked up next to the fence. Rick immediately started up the path.
"Come with me." I started to follow, when someone grabbed my arm. I turned back and saw Mom holding onto me.
"Come on. Let's move the cars." I looked up the hill at the guy's backs as they walked towards the other cell block. We both moved the cars further up, next to the prison before heading over to talk with the group that had gathered next to the overturned bus.
"Are you serious?" We walked up to Rick confronting T-dog. "You want them living in a cell next to you? They'll just be waiting for a chance to grab our weapons. You want to go back to seepin' with one eye open?"
"I never stopped." T-dog paused briefly. "Bring them into the fold. If we send them off packing , we might as well execute them ourselves."
"I don't know Axel seems a little unstable." Glenn shook his head.
"What about the others? They were the ones that worried me."
"Ain't any others." I looked over at Daryl. "They're dead."
"What?"
"Happened when we were clearing out the other cell block."
"After all we've been though? We fought so hard for this, what if they decide to take it?" Mom brought us back in topic.
"It's been just us for so long. They're strangers. I don't…...it feels weird all of a sudden to have other people around."
"You brought us in."
"Yeah, but you turned up with a shot boy in your arms. Didn't give us much of a choice."
"We showed up in their home." Maggie turned to me and sighed.
"They can't even kill walkers."
"They're convicts bottom line."
"Those two might actually have less blood on their hands than we do."
"I get guys like this. Hell, I grew up with 'em. They're degenerates, but not psychos. I could have been in there with them, just as easily as I'm out here with you guys."
"So you're with me?"
"Hell no! Let 'em take their chances out on the road, same as we did."
"Well, I'm with you. They deserve a chance."
"One of them threw a walker at me." Rick pointed at his chest glaring at me.
"And Merle tried to beat T-dog to death, but we kept Daryl around. They aren't guilty by association!" Rick opened his mouth, but I continued. "You said we were going to do things Dale's way." Rick shut his mouth and watched me before taking a step back.
"We gave them a choice that was Dale's way." I opened my mouth and Rick held up a hand. "When I was a rookie, I arrested this kid. Nineteen years old wanted for stabbing his girlfriend. The kid blubbered like a baby during the interrogation, during the trial...suckered the jury. He was acquitted due to insufficient evidence and then two weeks later he shot another girl. We've been through too much. Our deal with them stands." I stood beside T-dog and watched as everyone else filed away. I turned to him and sighed and he shook his head.