Hush Baby Im here

Chapter 4

My knees were on each side of his waist. He ran his hands up my thighs gently. There was a click as my fingers weaved his belt open. He pulled my shirt over my head and was in a mid crunch, taking off his vest.

BAM!

My eyes shot open, what was I thinking?

I was dozing off again, and this time instead of the awful dreams about walkers or Grady, I dreamed about Daryl Dixon. Not just any his face faded in and out dream, but a full I'm going to have sex with him and I can make out the tiny scars on your strong arms dream.

It was so detailed, I almost thought it had been real. But what the hell? Why? Beth get out of your own head, I scolded myself in my head. 

We were still driving but now it was Sasha at the wheel. Glenn and Tireese beside me. Both were sleeping having stayed up most the night. It had almost been a day since we left camp. And since then we'd made one stop at a crummy old gas station. The sign was hanging from a rusted chain, the words "Flying J" we're thickly covered in dust, mud and dirt. We all got out of our vehicles, ready to sweep the building.

Rick was dividing us and giving the directions. When he got to me, I was asked to stay behind with Judith and guard. I wanted to sigh and roll my eyes in annoyance, but I knew they all expected me to. They all still saw me as a little girl, they had no idea about all the things I had to overcome with Dawn, Noah, the other two cops I killed. They just saw me, poor little Beth who was kidnapped. No one asked about the scars on my face, or the cast on my wrist. They didn't even get that I survived a shot through the head.

"Alright" I said, nodding in understatement, "as long as someone gets a saw for me."

Confusion crossed everyone's face for a second, until I held up my cased wrist.

"To get this off, I've had it on for a while I was out for two weeks and it feels fine" they didn't look convinced, "daddy taught me the right amount of time for this." My additional statement got them to believe me. Honestly I had no clue weather it was ready to come off or not. I just did not want any reminder of Grady attached to me. I stood out side the car while Judith slept inside and everyone went to sweep the building. One walker appeared in the distance weaving in and out of the tree line.

Soon it was close enough for me to hear it. It hissed and made its way towards me. I stood still, my knife in hand.

Twenty meters away I still stood and stared at it. It, no longer being a him. It was quite large and tall, being around his early twenties when he died.

Ten meters away, I could make out the red lines in its bulging, blood shoot, yellow and green eyes. Five meters and I finally took my knife out, right after a red and yellow arrow drove through it's temple, sending it tumbling to the ground.

"Were you just gonna let it get you, Greene?" A husky voice asked not to far away. I turned, Daryl was holding two bags of food and water.

I didn't know whether I should be snarky or questioning. It doesn't matter, I thought to myself, trying to convince my self it didn't.

"Maybe," I said, then I smiled. It was a flirty mischievous smile, Zack always told me it drove him wild. I don't know why but it just formed on my lips.

He didn't say anything, didn't even smirk or show any emotion. Just dead serious, giving me a slow shake of the head.
The rest of the group trickled out and it was a pretty good haul. After that we all returned to our vehicles and drove off. Tireese handed me a hand saw when were driving again. 

"But don't do it your self," he said, "make sure your with a lot of other people." I sighed deeply inside my head, but I just smiled for him to see. He returned the smile.