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[Day 89]

Nearly three weeks passed since Daryl and Bella reunited after eight years of being apart. Bella was her usual self, talking about anything and everything while Daryl silently listened to her and occasionally spoke. The cabin they were holed up in got overrun with the dead so they had been traveling since fifteen days ago.

"What do you think. Virginia is woodsy." Bella said as they skirted Atlanta, looking for something to hotwire so they could travel easier.

"Seems like a far way to go." Daryl said as he inspected a motorcycle. It was a 1992 Honda Nighthawk and it was almost like the one he wrecked when he was twenty.

Bella looked at the motorcycle. "Motorcycles are loud."

"They're also fast." Daryl said and inspected the bike closer, looking to see if it would be rideable.

Bella looked around, swinging her crossbow around and she fired, her arrow hitting a walker in the forehead and she walked over and pulled her arrow out, using her foot to step on the skull so she could pull it out easier. She wiped the arrow on her jeans before putting the arrow in her quiver. "I'm going to check out the Jeep." She said and walked the short distance to the army green Jeep wrangler that was parked nearby. She walked around it, inspecting the wheels on it, and then she opened the door and made sure it was clear of corpses and biters before she hopped in and looked for the keys. She pulled down the visor and keys fell in her lap and she smiled and put the keys in the ignition and started it. It roared to life and she laughed a little.

Daryl looked up when he heard the Jeep start up. He sighed, kicking the wheel of the motorcycle. There was a lot of rust on the bike so it wasn't a guarantee it would run. So he shouldered his crossbow and walked over to the Jeep and got in the passenger seat. "Alright. Virginia?" He said.

Bella smirked. "I say we just drive that direction or maybe even DC. I've always wanted to go. See the White House. The Lincoln Memorial."

Daryl smirked a little. When they were younger she had talked about traveling around a lot. "Yeah. Okay." He agreed. What else was there to do in a world like this?

[Day 91: Outskirts of Washington, DC]

Bella stopped the Jeep outside a house in a small neighborhood and looked at Daryl. "Let's scout. We've got some jerky left but let's find more water and whatnot." She said and the two got out of the Jeep and went towards the house carefully, on high alert.

The house was one story, simple, a white picket fence that contained the overgrown front yard. The air here wasn't as humid as the air in Georgia but the summer heat was still intimidating. They walked up to the house and tried the front door, but it was locked. "I got it." Bella muttered and pulled a pin from her hair and put it in her mouth, manipulating the metal and then she picked the front lock, swinging the front door open and they carefully cleared the house before locking the door again.

"Whoever lived here really loved Star Wars." Bella commented as she looked at the walls that were covered in Star Wars posters and action figures still in packages. The kitchen was small, but the cabinets were still full. Dust covered everything everywhere, so that was a sign that no one had been inside the house in some time. Bella hopped up on the counter, grabbing pudding she found and opened it and used a spoon and started eating it. "Mmmm chocolate."

Daryl raised a brow. "You missed chocolate this whole time?"

"Yeah, didn't you?" Bella said with a smile and then offered Daryl a bite of pudding and he actually took the bite. "See."

Daryl smiled. "Mhm. It's good." He admitted. "I found smokes." He said holding up a pack of cigarettes.

"My savior." Bella said and finished her pudding and then took a cigarette and Daryl lit it for her and then lit one for himself. They quietly took a drag off their cigarettes and then hummed a little. "So, I'm going to raid the closet." She said and hopped down off the counter and went into one of the rooms. The clothing wasn't too big and she was surprised to find female clothing here. She saw dark jeans and she smiled grabbing them and she found a dark tank top as well. She searched through the drawers and found clean panties and a black sports bra and she was instantly very relieved. There was no working water or lights in the house but that was expected since the electrical grid didn't work. She pulled her shirt off over her head and then thought about the jugs of water in the pantry and she walked out of the room and went and grabbed a jug and then went to the sink and poured it over her arms and grabbed the dish towel and tried to clean up some.

Daryl watched her wash up, savoring the cigarette he was smoking now.

"Hey, can you grab the clothes I set on the bed." Bella said over her shoulder as she continued to wash the best she could.

Daryl nodded and went into the bedroom and grabbed the clothes that she had gathered and walked back into the kitchen and she took her bra off. He set the clothes on the counter for ber. She unfastened her belt that was holding all her knives and then peeled her jeans off before she hopped back up on the counter and used the sink. He turned around after he got a eye full of her breast and he wanted to give her some privacy. "There is a bathroom." He said, puffing on the cigarette and trying to not think about the image of her perfectly round and perky breasts.

Bella laughed. "I know, but this is just as good." She said and washed her legs off with the dishcloth and water and some of the soap sitting next to the sink. "You can go wash up in the bathroom if you want." She said with a smile.

Daryl grunted, taking another long drag on his cigarette. "Just to get dirty again?"

Bella shook her head as she slid off the counter and grabbed the new clothes and dressed quickly. "Well, I like to try and stay clean the best I can." She said and then walked over to him and plucked his cigarette away and took a drag off of it smiling.

Daryl sighed. "Alright. I'll…wash up." He muttered and went to the sink and grabbed the dish cloth and used the water to wash his face up some as well as his arms. When he was done he turned and looked at Bella. "Happy?"

"Better." Bella said and then went back towards the bedroom and skimmed through the closet, finding the only flannel shirt in the closet and brought it out to Daryl. "Look, it's your style." She said and she laughed when Daryl sighed and rolled his eyes somewhat.

Daryl unbuttoned his shirt quickly, shrugging it to the floor. He had scars over his body, more so on his back, from being beat so many times by his father. But Bella handed him the shirt and he shrugged it on and buttoned it up. He didn't like the sleeves so he ripped them off and threw them on the counter. "Better?"

"Yeah. Thanks for humoring me." Bella said and then they searched the cabinets some more to toss what they could carry in their bags before they left the house and got back in the Jeep. They still had enough daylight to explore some more.

Smoke started billowing up from the Jeep when they drove around to the next neighborhood and Bella cursed. "Fuck." She parked the Jeep and then hopped out with Daryl, popping the hood.

Daryl inspected the engine and sighed. "Busted radiator. This isn't going to go anywhere." He said.

Bella sighed. "Alright. Well, let's just explore for a bit and then hunker down." She said and Daryl shut the hood and then they retrieved their bags from the Jeep and their crossbows before setting off on foot.

The streets were littered and there were dead bodies laying around. Walkers lingered in the streets, but there weren't a lot to make it difficult for Daryl and Bella to travel on foot. They were quiet and Bella knew that Daryl was brooding about the Jeep. Sometimes her free spirit could get them in trouble.

"Things are just so quiet. It's weird." Bella commented as they walked. She spotted a warehouse and thought it might be worth checking out since warehouses would have plenty of supplies and they could probably find a new ride somewhere nearby that they could use. Suddenly there was a loud boom sound, like a detonation went off and the ground shook slightly. Daryl's hands steadied Bella and they looked around, seeing the dust settle where the explosion went off. A large stone wall had blown up somehow.

"Someone is blowing shit up." Bella muttered and then she grabbed Daryl's arm when she saw the herd of walkers climbing through the debris and rubble. "Daryl. There's so many of them." She said and then she looked behind them and another herd was heading towards the sound of the boom. "Shit. We have to run." She said and they started running, searching for a spot they could get to and get to safety.

Bella's lungs burned as she ran, her boots hitting the pavement hard as she sprinted with Daryl away from two herds. They found themselves in a dead end and not many options. There was a small concrete building and there was an exterior door, so they dashed to it and to their surprise the door opened and they rushed inside, shutting the door behind them and locking it. It was a solid metal door, so it was strong and she was hoping that the walkers didn't see them go inside and if they were quiet, then they would just move by and they would be okay.

Daryl clicked his flashlight on and looked around and saw that they were in some sort of storage building and it wasn't very big. He knew it wasn't very big to begin with but he almost expected stairs of some sort that would lead underground, but that wasn't the case. There was vents and then there was a small window up high that had a grate over the window and it let some light in so it wasn't completely dark.

Bella sighed and ran a hand over her hair. "Well. There are worse places to be stuck." She said quietly.

Daryl nodded, agreeing, but he also didn't like small places and this room was really small and it made him anxious. He lit a cigarette to calm his nervousness, tapping his foot slightly.

Bella picked up on his anxiety and she moved towards him, her hands going to his arms. "Hey. We're okay. We're not locked in a closet. Will is dead he can't hurt you."

"I know that." Daryl said. "I don't like small spaces." He grunted.

"I know." Bella said frowning. "I'm sorry."

"Not your fault."

"Well…" Bella said and looked around. "This is pretty much my fault. DC was my idea."

Daryl shook his head. "Nah. You didn't make people start eating people." He said and took another drag off his cigarette. "We have enough food for a couple days. But that's not the problem. We left the jugs of water in the Jeep, so I only have my canteen."

Bella didn't think about that. "Oh."

"Yeah." Daryl said and then handed her the cigarette. "We'll have to try to make a break for it eventually. Maybe they'll thin out soon." He said as they heard the moans and groans of the dead marching through. The thuds against the door and the sides of the small building was enough proof that there were too many out there to fight off.

Bella looked towards the door. "Do you think it'll hold up?"

"Steel door?" Daryl said, raising a brow. He nodded. "Yeah, it'll hold up." He said and then picked a wall and slid down, sitting in the floor. Bella joined him, sitting next to him. The room was hot, and that was because there wasn't enough circulation or ventilation for that matter. Sweat dripped down from his brow and he wiped his face with the back of his hand. "It's hot."

"It is. I wonder why it's so hot in here."

"No air circulation or ventilation." Daryl said and lit up another cigarette.

Bella was quiet as she thought about all their options and there wasn't many choices. They had to sit there and wait it out.

[Day 92]

The heat felt worse the next day. Bella pulled her tanktop off, but it didn't seem to help. Daryl even shrugged out of the shirt he was wearing, pressing his back against the stone of the wall. Bella had been trying to use the wall as a way to cool herself off too, but it wasn't working well. The growls and thuds were still going on outside, so the herd was still moving through, so it was still too dangerous to go outside.

Bella was starting to think that maybe they wouldn't get out of here. At least not both of them. She could try and distract the walkers so Daryl got to safety.

"You're not sacrifcing yourself." Daryl said as he studied her. He could tell she was thinking about something as she stared at the door.

"How did you know what I was thinking?"

"The look on your face." Daryl said. He didn't want her to get hurt, so he was trying to think of different ways to get out of here without walkers taking a bite out of her.

Bella sighed. "We might die in here."

"It's been a day." Daryl said, his foot shaking a little from his anxiety building in him from being trapped in a small space.

"The herd doesn't sound like it's letting up." Bella pointed out.

Daryl sighed. "They'll get bored."

"Do zombies get bored?" Bella asked out loud and then giggled lowly.

Daryl shook his head, smiling a little. "Bella…"

"Hmm?"

"We might die... so I just want you to know…I missed you." Daryl said, looking over at her. His eyes captured hers and they stared at each other for a while, before Bella slid closer to him, her hand lifted and placed it on his chest. Her skin felt cooler than his somehow and he welcomed the touch. She moved it over his hard chest gently, moving it down over his ab muscles. She shifted again, taking her hand away to pull her bra off, her breast falling free with a satisfying plop. She moved into his lap, her hands moving over his chest again, her eyes not leaving his. Daryl's hands moved to her hips, his gaze curious on what she was planning on doing. She moved her hands to his and pulled them up to cover her breast so he could feel the weight of them. He squeezed lightly, his thumb rubbing over her nipple and she sucked in a breath as tingles shot down into her cunt, her body responding to his touch, her panties starting to soak just by this simple touch. She leaned in, her mouth brushing his softly at first, a simple test before she combed her tongue across his. She rolled her hips, feeling his cock hardening in his pants. Her body longed for a release and it felt like it had been a long time since she felt a cock inside her. Her hands moved to her pants and she lifted, breaking the kiss to manuever out of her jeans before she twirled her hips again, grinding against his erection in his pants. Her panties were so wet with anticipation of his cock.

Daryl moaned as she teased his cock, her scent intoxicating as he could smell her arousal and her sex. Her hands moved to his jeans and she unfastened them and released his full dick from his jeans and he moaned when her hand jerked over his shaft expertly. Her mouth covered his mouth again, drinking the pleasured sounds Daryl was making. He was enjoying the way her hand felt stroking him, his eyes shutting as he soaked in the feeling. His eyes opened again quickly when he felt her shift, sliding his cock inside her tight wet pussy. Her panties pushed to the side easily and she slid down all the way, sheathing him inside her completely.

"Bells…"He said weakly.

"Shhh." Bella said and her mouth consumed his again before she rocked her hips over his. She moaned as she felt him deep inside her. The twist of her hips was slow and deliberate at first, but then she sped up, chasing her orgasm as she felt it just on the horizon. She threw her head back as she felt the pressure rise in her and Daryl's mouth south her breast, sucking on a nipple. It was a reaction for him, instinctual and she moaned quietly as it sent thrills through her. His hands went to her hips as she danced her hips, his cock swelling tight inside her. He was on the cusp of cumming right now. Bella's body tightened over his and she gasped as her orgasm wrecked through her and she sank deep over his cock.

"I'm about to cum Bella." Daryl warned her, as he felt his release so close to the surface.

Bella nodded, still pounding her hips to his faster and faster until she felt him cum inside her and she moaned, her body satisfied. They stayed locked together like this for a few long moments. His cock was still so hard inside her and she smiled a little. "You need more?" She asked quietly.

"I don't know." Daryl said, his cock was throbbing for another release and this had never happened to him before.

"Do you want to do me?" Bella asked, her hands coming up and stroking his face.

Daryl nodded. "Um. Yeah. The ground is sort of hard." he said after thinking.

Bella smiled and then she slid off of him and he moaned a little before she got on her knees and then she covered his cock with her mouth and bobbed up and down, her tongue caressing the side of his dick. He gasped a little, moaning as she sucked on him. She wasn't afraid of her own orgasm on his cock and she didn't mind the taste of his cum either.

"Jesus." Daryl gasped as he felt her teeth scrape in the most sensual place and it made him harden more. When the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat he knew he was about cum again. "Bella…I'm going to cum." He warned her again. She kept sucking, moving faster and faster until she tasted the first strand of his semen hit her tongue. Her hands moved over his balls, and he groaned again, not prepared for that feeling, but he emptied himself and she drank him all in.

After a moment, she rocked back onto her heels in a kneeling position and she smiled at him. "Feel good?"

"Words don't describe." Daryl said, feeling weak now. Like she had sucked his soul out of him somehow. He had fantasized about this happening many times before when they were growing up. He had developed a crush on her from the moment she was placed in their house. She was an angel, a bright light that just made him feel better when she was around.