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CAROLINE OPENED HER EYES TO SEE DARYL STARING DOWN AT HER,

"Good morning to you, too." She grumbled, stretching her arms over her head,

They slept in the watch tower after they rest of the medicine was taken in. They stayed on watch for a while before getting distracted by each other.

He kissed her forehead quickly before standing, "I went to go find Carol." Caroline froze at his words, "Wasn't in her cell. She in A block with Lizzy?"

Caroline bit her lip as she sat up. She reached for her boots and he watched her tense figure, "Wha'?"

"Nothing." She mumbled,

He stared at her, "Did somethin' happen to her?"

"You should talk to Rick." Caroline stated, tying her boots,

"She dead?"

"Rick will-"

"Is she dead?!" Caroline flinched as Daryl took a step closer to her,

"No!" Caroline stood up, "She's fine, Rick left her supplies and a car-"

"What happened to her, Caroline?" Daryl growled,

Caroline hated it when he used her full name. He only called her that when he was mad, "Rick didn't want me to say anything-"

"What the fuck happened?!"

"She killed them!" Caroline backed away, "She killed Karen and David. Rick knew if Tyreese was here, he'd kill her so he sent her away."

Daryl backed away, running his fingers through his hair. Caroline stepped forward, reaching out to him, "Dare-"

"Don't touch me." He growled, grabbing his crossbow before leaving the tower.

She stepped out onto the balcony and watched him walk up to the prison. Caroline sighed, grabbing her bow and quiver filled with arrows, wrapping them around her before stepping out into the grass,

She spotted Hershel and Michonne in the jeep, a trailer full of the dead walkers hitched up to it. It slowed down and the two turned to her, "Wanna join?"

Caroline nodded before hopping into the back. They drove out into the woods, finding a deserted spot to dump the walkers,

 "Trouble in paradise?" Michonne asked as they moved the rotting corpses,

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