Living in the Zombie Apocalypse

Chapter Eighteen: You Need Each Other

"Whats the matter Dale?"

"A couple of things but first I hope you aren't thinking that Daryl will be, well, umm, perfect. He's a mess. And second Andrea isn't feeling too good. I think I will take her to that farm. Will you hook me up a car?"

"Dale, me and Daryl aren't going to be "dating." We both are VERY independent so don't worry. And I know how to put the fucker in his place. Yeah, do you know where the farm is?"

"Yes, Glenn gave me directions and this leads to one more thing. Could you and Daryl stay. Carol doesn't wanna leave until tomorrow. I will be back here at noonish."

"Sure, but you have to talk to Daryl, beside he thinks we are gonna find Sophia."

"Fine with me"

I light a smoke and I see a car that looks perfect to jump.

There was a walker in there, well at least I thought so.

I grab a bolt and put it in my mouth and quietly open the door and grab that fucker by the hair and stab it.

I was smart and kind of clean to stab it outside of the car. Then I thought I was going to have to hot wire it but the keys were in the ignition.

I thought to myself you are such a fucking dumbass! You should know to start her up to see if she'll run.

I start her up and she sounded ok, good enough to make it a 100 miles.

"Alrighty Dale. Your car is ready for ya."

"Ok mind helping me with Andrea?"

"Sure"

We help her get to the car and off they go. Now I have to deal with a sobbing sweetheart and a dick asshole.

I decided I would take first watch. Then I hear something.

I grab my bow and point it at the ladder. Then Daryl comes up and says.

"Hey, Carol and I can't sleep. I thought you and I would look around and Carol take watch"

"Sure. Carol the gun is right there. Don't use it unless it is needed. Don't worry."

"Thank you Grace and Daryl!"

"C'mon Grace!"

"Shut the fuck up Daryl!"

Of course he decides to be a dick. This will be interesting.

"I needa talk"

"Go ahead Daryl"

"I am sorry 'bout Rachel..

"Her name was Raquel" I said with an attitude

"Raquel, but ya need to protect yourself. Don't get wrapped around her death."

"I couldn't, really loose ya" he kind of whispered it

"I know, your right. I am getting caught around her death... but did you just say that you couldn't loose me?"

"Umm, ya, kinda"

"Wow Daryl, that was, Sweet! You don't have to worry." I smiled at him.

'CRUNCH'

We look at each other and he draws his bow.