Shane Walsh's Sister

Chapter 10

I sit in the arms of the one and only Daryl Dixon. I think everybody can already tell that we're together. It's been a week since I told Shane that I had a son. He hasn't really talked to me much. After I told him about Daryl and Luke and Scott, he kind of just stopped. He beat Daryl pretty bad but Rick helped me. He doesn't act like a brother anymore, at least to me. Daryl went out looking for Sophia right after I told him, he came back bloodied and Andrea accidentally shot him, thinking he was a walker. He had an arrow through his side. He's pretty much better now though. I take another bite of the deer, that Daryl caught yesterday.

I then notice that Glenn keeps looking to Maggie, who is standing on the porch, with a look of anger and betrayel in her eyes. Glenn stands up awkwardly and rubs his hands together.

"So, the barns full of walkers". Glenn says. All eyes turn to him before snapping to the barn. Daryl nudges me a little and I stand up, letting him up. Shane runs over and jogs towards the barn. Daryl, T, and Rick follow. I follow after them, along with pretty much everyone else. Shane goes up to the doors, before jumping back, at the growl of a walker.

"Come on Rick. You can't tell me you're okay with this"? Shane demands. "I'm not but this is Hershel's land. We can't do anything unless he goes along with it. I'll talk to him". Rick yells at him. "We gotta go Rick. We've been talking about Fort Benning for a while now, it's not safe". Shane yells in his face. "We can't leave". Rick tells him, more calmly. "Why"? Shane demands. "Because my daughters still out there". Carol speaks up, clearly scared. "Alright maybe we need to consider the other possibility". Shane starts. "We're not leaving". I yell at him. He stops ranting and looks to me. "Sophia's still out there! We are not leaving". I yell at my brother. He just silently nods before walking off.

"Hey".  A voice says.  I turn to see Rick.  "You have to talk to Hershel, we cannot leave".  I tell him.  "You're right and that's what I'm going to do now, I just wanted to make sure you're okay".  He says, then smiles.  "I'm fine".  I tell him.

I sit down in Daryl and I's tent, I've been staying in here for the past week. As I start to lie down, the zipper to the tent opens, and in come Daryl. "Hey". I whisper. "Hey you alright"? He asks, sincerely.  I just give a sad smile and nod my head, yes.  He crawls in, and lies down next to me.  I feel an arm ho around my waist and pull my closer to him.  I turn over so I'm facing him. 

He pulls me into a kiss, a hungry one.  Our lips mold perfectly together, as cliche as that sounds.  His tongue swipes across my bottom lip, asking for entrance.  I gladly accept, opening my mouth, just enough that he can slip his tongue inside.  Our tongues fight for dominance, but alas, he won.  He rolls us, so he is lying on top of me, but his arm is holding him up, so he doesn't put all his weight on me.  Before I know it he's kissing my neck and I'm moaning.  Before we get any farther, he pulls away.  I look at him, obviously confused.

"I don't want to go that fast, and I'm sure you don't either.  I don't ant to push you".  Daryl tells me.  I smile.  "Thank you".