Collide (Supernatural X TWD)

TWENTY TWO

"Eleanor," I recognize Daryl's voice coming from behind me.

I stuff my demon killing knife in my boot before standing up to face Daryl. I haven't spoken a word to him in months. Since he called me a slut. We've pretty much decided to act like complete strangers. It hurts like hell but it's for the best. We can't ever go back to how it was.

"Daryl," I acknowledge him.

"Can we talk?" He asks, looking upset about something.

"What's wrong?" I ask as I walk towards him.

Before he can answer me, yells catch both of our attention.

My mind went straight to Sam and Dean. I pushed past Daryl to run towards the screams. I can hear Daryl's footsteps behind me but I can only think of my brothers. Is Sam okay?

"Eleanor!" I hear Dean's yell as I enter the cell block. Shots are going off and I realize that some of our people are walkers. What the fuck? I reach down to grab my knife and stab one of them in the head. Lizzie and Mika's dad. Oh no. Where are they?

I feel a hand grip onto my wrist and I let out a huff when I realize it's Daryl's holding me back.

"Dean!" I yell back, trying to rip my wrist from Daryl's death grip.

Before I can hear Dean answer me, Daryl has his arms wrapped around my waist and is pulling me out of the cell block.

"Something killed them," he tries to explain to me.

"What are you talking about?" I ask, confused.

"There's some sort of flu going around and killing people. Tyrese found two people burned alive. Karen and some guy," he explains.

"Dean is in there!" I argue with him.

"He will be okay but you can't be exposed to whatever the fuck is killing everyone."

"You're not the damn boss of me!"

"Eleanor, quit being a bitch and just listen to me. Go find Carl and Judith. Just stay away from here."

His eyes are begging me to leave this alone but I want to check on my brother. I have to know he's okay. His eyes begin to soften and he reaches out to grab me. I let him grab my wrist and pull me towards him.

"You know I hate when you cry," he mumbles, wrapping an arm around me.

"I didn't know I was," I admit, wiping away the tears that are falling.

"I'll go check on Dean and report back to you," he promises me.

I lean my head against his chest, "thank you."

"I'm still really pissed off with you," He warns me.

"I don't care," I mutter, looking up at him.

I can see the hesitation in his eyes but he leaves me standing by myself to go check on my big brother.

I take a deep breath and force myself to move. I need to check on Judith and Carl. Hopefully I'll find Sammy on my way there.

Rick's pov

I don't lead on that I have seen Eleanor and Daryl. I try not to let my jealousy get the best of me and instead I move to find my son.

Once I know Carl and Judith are okay, I make a plan with Hershel. We are going to keep the sick from the healthy and pray that it doesn't spread.

Tyrese is pissed off that i'm not looking for the person that killed his girlfriend. I was planning on it but with the attitude he's giving me, I'm not going to. He begins to piss me off terribly with the way he's screaming at me. I let him throw a punch at me. When he doesn't seem like he's going to stop, I punch him. I can't hear anything around me except for the sound of my fists pounding into the man underneath me. I let everything out as I lay hits on the man I had considered a friend. A punch for my wife cheating on me. A punch for Shane touching Eleanor. A punch for Eleanor talking to Daryl.

I finally feel myself being ripped away from Tyrese. I shove Daryl off of me and glare at him. I storm away from the men around me. I can feel myself losing my shit even more and I don't know what to do.

I make my way into the cell block, feeling more frustrated than ever. It's silent except for soft cries and I immediately know who it's coming from.

I walk into her cell and close the curtains. She's sitting on her bed with her head in her hands.

"Eleanor," I speak softly to her.

She finally looks up at me and she looks down at my hands with confusion, "what happened?"

I take a seat next to her, "I beat Tyrese a bit."

"You did what?" She asks in shock, grabbing my chin to get me to look at her.

"He hit me and was freaking out about Karen. I just snapped," I admit.

"You're bleeding," she mumbles, wiping my lip with her thumb.

"I'm fine."

"Clearly you're not."

I move away from her grip and look down at my lap. I have nothing to say. I know i'm not fine.

I'm taken off guard when she moves onto my lap so that she is facing me. I grab her waist so she doesn't fall backwards. She slips one arm around my neck and presses her free hand to my cheek so that I'm looking at her again.

"Kiss me, Rick."

I don't hesitate to press my lips to hers, wanting her more than anything. She tangles her fingers into my hair which causes a moan to escape past my lips. She moves her hips so that she is grinding against my crotch.

I break our kiss to reposition us. I lay her back on the bed and hover over her. She looks gorgeous underneath me. I could devour every inch of her with her looking at me like that. Her eyes are full of love and lust, it drives me crazy.

"Rick," she begins to beg and fuck me if I don't fold. I'd give her anything she wants.

"Talk to me, baby. What do you want?" I ask her, leaning down to press my lips to her neck. She throws her head back to expose her neck more to me.

"You," she whines, reaching down to the hem of my pants.

I grab her hands to stop her, "i'm going to take care of you. Is that what you want?"

"Yes."

That's all I need to hear to begin. I kiss down her body until I reach the top of her jeans. I sit up so I can undress her. She helps me take off her jeans and black lace panties. She only wears panties when she wears jeans so the sight is enough to make me drool over her. She has me so whipped I'm not even afraid to admit it. I undress my lower half before I take my place between her legs again. I slide my hand between her thighs and rub between her slick lips. She lets out a soft moan as I insert a finger in her, teasing her with the action.

"Rick Grimes, I want you now," she orders, trying to push her hips up towards me.

I let out a chuckle and I give her exactly what she wants. I thrust inside of her and let out a moan. I grip her hands with my own and hold them above her head. I move my hips back and forth. Our chests are pressed together as I continue my motions. I feel her sink her teeth into my shoulder which turns me on even more. I'm in love with this woman and it's amazing but frustrating at the same time.

I lean up to look at her, "Eleanor."

"Rick," she breathes out.

I thrust in her again, "I love you."

Her hands grip onto mine together, "I love you."