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Samantha out came out of her cell and headed up the stairs to say hi to Judith. "Hey little ass-kicker," she liked the name Daryl had given her. "Here," Carol handed Judith to Samantha. "Aw look at you," Samantha said a bunch of cute things to the little girl making the baby giggle.
"Did you ever want kids?" Carol asked, "When I was younger but, then," Samantha paused and she tried to find the right wording, "You don't have to tell me," Samantha shrugged, "No it's fine. After I became aware of the process to have a baby I didn't want one. Yes, they are cute and adorable and everything right in the world, but the process is just one I won't do." She said it like that because she didn't have good memories of it.
"You never thought about adopting?" Carol asked, "Not really, I don't wanna fuck my kids up like my father fucked me up." Samantha looked at the baby with a smile. "But if I ever did have one I could only hope it'd be as cute as this one." She smiled, Samantha made the baby giggle a couple of times before handing her back to Carol.
"I understand why Lori did it, I'm angry about it, but I understand it." Samantha shrugged before walking down the stairs. Andrea had already left and Samantha was glad, she hated how Andrea had changed. Maybe she hadn't and Samantha was just blind to it before. Samantha saw Beth holding a gun, "One second you look like you wouldn't hurt a fly next you look like you're ready to kill that fly with a gun." Samantha laughed.
"It doesn't feel right," Beth said adjusting how she held it. "It takes time, you'll get used to it." Samantha gave her a smile taking the gun from her. "That's better," she looked back at Beth without the gun. "Much better," Beth smiled before heading to say hi to Judith. She saw Daryl walk down the stairs the last one too.
"I'm guessing she just left?" He nodded, she rubbed her eyes.
The evening would come quick and soon everyone would be in bed. Samantha would think, although she wouldn't be aware of Rick sitting in the mini-tower.
"Hey Daryl," Samantha walked towards him as he cleaned his arrows. "Hhmm?" He asked not looking up, "I need to try something," he looked at her and sighed heavily before getting up. "What?" He asked, she walked towards him. "I need to try something, stay still." He nodded, "Okay Edward Cullen."
She stepped back her mouth opening and closing in shock. "I was forced," he said trying to defend himself. "I knew you were a teenage girl," she smiled walking closer. "Edward or Jacob?" She asked looking up the couple inches. "Neither, bitch is crazy." She chuckled, "I'm no Edward Cullen," He looked at her confused, "I couldn't tell, the lack of paleness and a dick, great performance." She rolled her eyes.
She stood on her toes so she was taller than him by less than an inch. "What are you doing?" He asked looking at her, she looked at him then at his lips. "I need to understand something," he looked down at her lips and back at her eyes. "What?" She shushed him her hand resting on his shoulders cupping his neck.
