Chapter 1

I had just stormed out of the main house and was sat on the porch of the house that was going to be Daryl and I's in just a few short weeks. I was so fucking angry with Rick after what he had just said to me. I heard the door swing open of the main house followed by angry raised voices. I couldn't tell exactly what was being said but I knew it was Rick, Carol and Daryl.

A few moments later I heard a big bang, which I presumed was the front door, followed by big heavy boot footsteps coming towards me. I saw Daryl who had a face like thunder, I hadn't seen him this mad since ever, and it was quite scary but sexy at the same time.

"He is fucking ridiculous, seriously how can he be like that, the things you have done for us in this short time is more than any of them fuckers have done since this whole shit show began" he said punching one of the panels on the porch.

"Listen, just chill the fuck out!, he is being ridiculous but he's on edge at the moment because this isn't the norm for us anymore. I don't think he knows who to trust right now. He is only doing it to protect everyone" I replied.

"I get that it's hard at the moment, but talking to you like that, accusing you of being a traitor basically is bang out of fucking order and I want to smash his fucking face in" he replied, punching the panel again.

I stood up and grabbed his hand, pulling it around my waist. "I know that it's going to be good for all of us here, and if he wants to ruin it for himself then let him carry on" I said.

I touched his face gently, and straight away I felt him relax.

"Let him sleep on it, Michonne and Maggie will make him realise, we just need to give him some time." I added.

"You're right", he sighed "you always are" he smiled.

I shared my bowl of stew with him sat on the porch, talking about how we would decorate the new house and how I would make it fair for us all when it came to punishments etc.

After a while Maggie came walking over from the main house, she smiled at us before taking a seat next to us.

"Are you guys ok?" she asked.

"Well it's hard to be ok right now" I sighed.

"He will come round, Michonne and I will talk to him when the kids are in bed" she replied.

"I don't know where he would get it from, that I would betray any of you guys" I said.

"He' not thinking straight, you saw what he was like two days ago, this is a big move for him, a big move for us all, he needs to get his head around it all" she said.

"Which I fully understand, but there is no reason to disrespect me in front of you all. Do you get how that makes me feel?" I asked, "Eugene lied to us for ages and even he didn't get spoken to like that"

"Honestly I know Rick, I know this isn't him, once he calms down he will realise what he has done" she replied.

I told her that Daryl and I would sleep in the second house for tonight, and would stay out of his way for now.

Maggie agreed that it was for the best and she went and fetched our stuff for us .

Daryl went for a little walk by himself, to calm down, whilst I washed up and got ready for bed in the second house.

I lit candles and put our weapons out next to the bed, just in case anything happened during the night. I went into the kitchen and boiled some water to make us a warm drink for bed. As I was getting the mugs out Daryl came through the door looking a lot less angry.

"You feeling better?" I asked.

"Yeah, I've chilled out" he smiled.

"Good I'm glad, would you like some tea?" I asked.

"A coffee" he replied.

"Before bed?" I asked looking at him like he had just told me he wanted a cup of dog shit.

"Yeah, I always would drink it before bed, it helps me sleep" he laughed.

We sat drinking our drinks chatting away about our lives before all this. Everything about Daryl's life was so sad and I would have to force myself not to cry every time he told me stories from before.

I wanted to hold him forever and make it all go away but I couldn't.

"You know I'm glad all this happened" he said, "because I would never have met you, my life finally has a purpose. My life was really shit before all this."

I left the tears fall freely then and I really couldn't stop myself. I grabbed him and held him for ages, he cried and I did, which seemed like ages.

"I promise I will make you the happiest I can as long as I am breathing " I said.

"You already do" he smiled wiping his tears away.

Finally we locked up the house for the night and headed up to bed. We lay in bed chatting about our future , like all this madness wasn't going on around us.

I know it sounds corny, and literally everyone says the same, but I honestly loved this man more than anything, my body ached with the love I felt for him.

We made love for hours that night and didn't go to sleep until almost dawn, he held me in his arms which was still the best feeling ever.

I was woken abruptly to someone banging on the front door. Daryl jumped up and grabbed his knife. As he crossed the bedroom I called out to him. "do you think you should put some clothes on first?"

He looked down and laughed. I watched him as he slipped his boxers on left the room. I heard him open the door and a familiar voice.

"Where have you been, it's late" I heard Carol say.

" We had a rough night, couldn't sleep" Daryl replied.

"Yeah I'm sure" she laughed.

I put on my shirt and shorts before heading down the stairs to see Carol. I looked at the clock in the kitchen it was 10.30 am.

"Morning" I smiled.

"Afternoon" she grinned.

"Would you like a drink?" I asked.

" I'll just have a water" she replied.

I filled the kettle up and put it on the hob, before getting a bottle of water out of the fridge for Carol.

"Look at us, playing house" she laughed. There was something about her tone that I didn't like and I felt angry all of a sudden.

" So Rick wants to have a meeting with you, outside the gates" she said to Daryl.

"Why?" he asked.

"I don't want to discuss it here" she replied.

I snorted loudly and gave her the death stare.

"Anything you have to say, you can say it in front of her" Daryl said angrily.

"Just meet us at the gates at noon" she said, getting up and leaving.

"Is she for real?" I asked. I slammed my mug down on the side, which shattered in to a million tiny pieces cutting my hand in the process .