Titanium {Daryl Dixon}

The Quarry

{Daryl's POV}
I picked Rachel up by the waist, making the bag that she carried fall out of her hands. Suddenly she fell limp in my arms.
"Rachel? Ye ok?" I asked, unsure of what to do. All at once her body started to shake, she started screaming and crying, but she wouldn't wake up.
"NO, STOP, STOP PLEASE!" She screamed as she sobbed. I could hear the walkers that were pounding on the door trying to get in to eat our flesh.
"God dammit." I muttered as I grabbed the backpack that she was previously carrying. I started to run down a hall that held a fire escape. I heard the door break down and the walkers start to flood into the room behind me. But I just kept running.
I busted out the door and practically jumped down the fire escape. I sprinted toward the group and frantically set Rachel down. Her screams had died down but she was still shaking violently.
"SOMEONE NEEDS TE HELP ME HERE!" I screamed as I looked down and the shaking girl. Ana, and Hannah bolted over to me and looked down at Rachel.
"She's in shock, she's having a seizure." They both whispered in unison.
"What do we do?!?" I asked frantically.
"We can't do anything, we have to let it pass." Ana said as she walked over to Rachel's bike. She grabbed a blanket from Rachel's bag and walked back over. She placed the blanket under Rachel's head to keep it from hitting the pavement as she flailed.
"What were you doing when this happened?" Hannah asked me.
"Uh.. I had picked her up, by the waist." I muttered so that only they could here me. Both of the girls seemed to tense. They looked at me with dark eyes.
"DONT do that again." They told me before walking away.

After a long while of waiting Rachel had quite flailing. She opened her eyes and looked up at me.
"Oh, hey what's up?" She asked casually. I chuckled.
"Oh... nothing." I answered her, grinning like an idiot.
"You're an idiot." She laughed weakly.
"YO, SHES UP!" I yelled to the group, which in turn sprinted towards us.
"Oh my god, Rachel!" Ana yelled as she tackled her. Rachel shoved her off and got up. She spit, and then started to hug her friends.
"ALRIGHT EVERYONE, SADDLE UP WE'RE LEAVING SOON!" Rachel yelled to the group as if she didn't just have a seizure. She then walked up to me, "Dixon, you are going to be driving the car, I'll follow you, but be careful." She instructed.
"Yes, ma'am!" I replied, saluting her.
"Dickhead..." she muttered as she walked away. Yup she's back.

{Rachel's POV}
We rode away from the town, Hannah clung to my back, holding on for dear life.
"Hannah, I need to breath girl." I told her, she loosened her grip slightly. We started the steep climb up the hill of the quarry.
"Hannah, you know Daryl." I said.
"Yah, what is it?" She asked me.
"He's the Daryl from The Walking Dead." I told her.
"WHAT!" She exclaimed.
"Um.... He's-" She cut me off.
"I heard what you said dumbass. But are you sure?" She asked.
"Yes, I.... well I'm pretty sure, I mean you saw a few of the episodes and you know how he looks so..." I replied.
"Yah, I just can't wrap my head around this." She muttered, clinging tightly to me.

We got to the camp sight and parked the vehicles. Daryl jumped out of the car and walked up to a man with black hair, Shane I think was his name from the show, I didn't really remember him much.
I followed behind Daryl, after telling my friends to stay where they were.
I approached Daryl and was immediately hit with questions. "Who the hell are you?!?" Shane asked violently.
I cleared my throat, "The names Rachel, French Special Forces trainee, and advisor." I told him my full title proudly.
"Special Forces, eh?" He asked, a thick Georgia drawl falling from his tongue.
"Uh... yah." This man made me uncomfortable, and I didn't like the way he was looking at me. I knew that look. That look was lust. I shivered inwardly thinking back to the days when I always felt that stare, everyday.
"So, do you want to stay here?" He asked looking me up and down.
"Uh, yah... if my friends can too." I answered, rubbing my arm nervously. "GUYS, GET OUT HERE!" I yelled over my shoulder for my group. They all made their way over to me and stood behind me. "There are 6 of us in total." I said to him. "Thats Zack, Hannah, Ana, Tanner, And Liam." I said pointing to each of them as I named them off.
"Well we have the room, and you have supplies so I guess that you can stay." He answered my unasked prayers. My group and I rejoice and then run to grab our stuff from the car.
I walk to my bike and start to collect my stuff. I hear footsteps coming up behind me. I spin around, instantly my hands move to my knife grabbing it and almost slicing Daryl's head off. "Oops," I chuckle, putting it away quickly.
"God be carful with that thing." He said roughly.
"Sorry." I answered softly. "What do you want?" I ask him turning back around to collect the rest of my things.
"What?" He asks, sounding completely oblivious.
"Well there must be some reason that your over here breathing up my neck!"
"That's what she said..." He muttered. I pushed past him and carried my stuff up to the camp.
I walked up to a woman with brown, curly hair and round, hazel eyes.
"Hello!" She said, perkily.
"Uh... hi, I'm Rachel."
"Hello, I'm Lori, it is very nice to meet you."
I shook her hand, and then felt something attack my leg. I looked down to see a little boy wrapped tightly around my leg.
"Hi!" He smiled up at me.
"Hello, I'm Rachel, what's your name?" I asked him.
"My name's Carl, I like your sword, can I try it?" He asked eagerly.
"Oh.... I don't think your mother would like that very much, maybe another time." I chuckled.
"Ok....." He sighed before running off somewhere.

After meeting everyone in the group we all gathered for dinner. We all sat around a large fire pit and ate squirrel, and rabbit.
"Does anyone sing?" Carol asked us, looking hopefully around the circle. I kept eating my meat hoping no one would call me out.
"Rachel was in Theater she's an AMAZING singer!" Ana exclaimed, patting me on the shoulder. I glared at her and looked up at everyone who were all waiting patiently.
I sighed. "Any requests?" I asked around the circle. When no one said anything, Hannah piped up.
"Something from Digital Daggers!"
"Alright fine."
"Musing through memories, lost my grip in the grey, numbing the senses, I feel you slipping away. Fighting to hold on, clinging to just one more day. Love turns to ashes with all that I with I could say. I'd die to be where you are. I tried to be where you are."

After I finished the song everyone clapped except for the Dixon brothers who where just staring blankly at me.
"Frenchy can sing." Merle laughed.
I shook my head and buried it in my hands, breathing in heavily. Hannah and Ana wrapped their arms around me.
"Shut up Merle." Glenn scoffed. I looked up to see Merle on top of Glenn, about to punch him. I practically leaped toward them pushing Glenn out of the way, the punch hitting me square in the face.
"RACHEL!" Glenn screamed pulling me away from Merle.
"Glenn, Glenn, I'm fine." I mumbled before getting up and brushing off my pants. I gave Merle the finger and walked up to Dale.
"Where am I sleeping tonight?" I asked, I was ready to get some down time.
"Well you can always sleep in your cars but there is one rent space left." He stopped, looking me in the eye.
"Who's it with?" I asked.
"Daryl." He said softly.
"I'll let my friends sleep in the car, I guess I'll sleep with Daryl." I say to Dale. Everyone had left the fire by now. It was just my friends, me, and Dale.
"Alright, his tent is the dark green one over there." He said, pointing to a small, green tent on the outskirts of the camp.
"K, thanks." I mumbled before waking over with my stuff.

I walked up to the tent and peered in. Daryl was sleeping on one side of the tent. I crept into the tent and set my stuff down softly.
I pulled off my shirt, and pants, before hearing a loud breath. I turned around to see Daryl staring right at me, well my body. I turned a dark shade of red before grabbing a shirt and pants from my bag and slipping into them quickly.

He had seen the scars.........