Loving a Wounded Huntsman

Chapter 5: Daryl

"Who the hell are yah?!" Daryl said marching toward me. I smiled and bowed

"Im Shay. I shoot." I bent my back up straight and saw an annoyed Daryl. I laughed and started being serious.

"Im Shay Williams, I helped get your group get outta Atlanta."

He put down his crossbow and and looked at me.

"Yah helped ma brother."

I looked down at the dirt. I couldn't release the words.

"Did yah help ma brother?!" I heard Daryl yell. I looked up and saw him walking towards me quickly. He had a knife in hand.

When he was almost at my face, I released my answer.

"I tried to!" I yelped out.

Daryl stared at me and frowned. I could see the anger and hurt in his eyes. He gripped the knife tighter and looked into my eyes. I could feel his breath on my face.

"What do ya mean ya tried."

I kept my face cold. I showed no expression.

"I handcuffed him to the roof and dropped the key." I said with a stone cold face.

"Then fucking pick in up." Daryl said gritting his teeth. His knife was brought up to my neck. I squirmed slightly at the feel of the cold sharp object.

"I dropped it down the drain." I heard a deep voice say. Daryl turned around at I released the breath I didn't know I was holding.

"I handcuffed him." I heard Ricks voice say.

"And who the hell are ya?!" i heard Daryl yell at Rick.

"Rick Grimes, Lori's husband."

I heard nothing but cricket chirps after what Rick said.

"Well then, we needa go get em!" Daryl yelled turning around facing me then Morales.

"We will. Just not tonight." I spoke up.

Daryl grunted then nodded slowly.

"Fine, first thing tommora mornin." he said walking away towards a tent.

"That was fucking tense!" I heard Glenn yell from the door of the R.V. I let out a laugh and walked over towards Rick and T-Dog.

"Thanks for helping." I said quietly. They nodded and I walked over to my Dad.

"Are you ok?" he said worryingly.

"I'm fine, I'm tough. I can deal with things like this." I walked away towards Shane, he looked up from the fire that was smoldering out.

"Where do I sleep?" I asked him silently.

"Well, um... the only tent with space left is, well.."

"Who's?" I asked looking at him annoyed.

"Daryl's."

I shook my head down once and looked back up.

"That's fine." I said walking away.

I slipped of my shoes outside of the tent and climbed in. I saw Daryl sitting in the floor cleaning off his arrows.

"Oh hell." he said looking up at me.

"Nice to see ya too roomy." I said smirking.

He looked back down at his arrows and then looked back up.

"How old are ya?" he asked.

"Why?"

" 'Ur a tough one. I respect that." i smiled and sat down across from him. He looked up from his arrows and looked at me.

"19." i said smiling. He was cute. He had a bit of muzzle and and full soft pink lips. 

"What 'bout ya?" i asked him sweetly. He smiled. It made me smile even more.

"By this time, 'round 27." he said.

"I should be 'turnin 20 next week, but i loss count." he smiled again then looked at the big orange sleeping bag in the corner of the tent.

"Ya gonna sleep now?" he asked.

I shook my head no.

"I can talk." I said through a smile.

"Well starters, your a good shot, but next time-"

"What?" I said laughing.

"Lemme be ya hero."

I laughed and looked at him.

"Oh but Mr.."

"Dixon."

"But Mr. Dixon," I started leaning into his ear.

"Im not the one that needed saving."

I then stood up and laid down into the sleeping bag smiling into the floor of the tent.

I woke up in the morning with the sound of quiet snoring in my ear. I had one arm wrapped around my stomach and the other resting on my back.

It was oddly comforting, but I felt awkward cuddling up next to someone I didn't completely trust.

I carefully climbed out, trying not to wake up Daryl. I slipped on my boots and walked over to the R.V so i could visit my dad.

I climbed up the ladder to the top of the R.V.

"Hey hun, did ya sleep well? That Dixon didn't try anything did he. I laughed and kissed him on the cheek.

"No nothin happened Dad."

He smiled and put the binoculars back on his eyes.

"But I kinda wish something did." I whispered to myself.