Ch. 2

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Mac watched Daryl as the early light around them brought his bruised throat out of the shadows and to the forefront. Daryl was leaning over the picnic table where the map was spread out his eyes searching every mark and line. Mac on the other hand was watching his brother a smile threatening to break out at the deep markings.

Kira walked up sliding a cup of coffee towards the brothers and Mac watched her as the other women started moving around getting the day started. She never was like the rest of these bitches something he found he liked about her. She set down on the opposite side of the table in front of Daryl. She winced and Mac chuckled picking his coffee up and letting it burn down his throat.

Her eyes were on Daryl's bruised throat and he watched the pulse in her throat as she shifted in her seat. Daryl was oblivious to her like always. Something he didn't understand about his brother. He seen women looking at him all the time before the world went to shit, hell ninety percent of them came on to him but Daryl just shrugged it off.

Rick appeared next to Daryl almost leaning into his side, "What do you think?"

Daryl traced the ridge his skilled fingers attracting Kira's eyes. Mac raised an eyebrow at her and she licked her lips before pushing up off the table, "Daryl are we going out today?"

His eyes finally lifted to her as if she had just got there. Mac watched his brothers eyes went to every spot on her he had marked that wasn't visible before going to her visible display. "Nah."

She nodded not pushing him and walked to where Andrea and Maggie were standing. Mac looked over at Daryl, "Where the fuck we goin'?"

Shaking his head, "Better on my own Mac."

Rick finally took a moment to look at Daryl and Mac kept his face stoic as Rick looked at his brother's throat. Rick shot him a murderous look immediately but held his tongue wisely. Daryl pointed again, "Goin' up on the ridge if she's out there I'll see her from here or get an idea of the land."

Mac let his eyes go to where his brother was pointing and nodded. Daryl took a deep drink of his cooling coffee before handing it off to Mac. Following after his brother he seen Rick waiting as if he wasn't done with him. "You know we could cover twice as much ground."

Daryl stopped eyeing him as he knocked the coffee back with a grimace at its coolness. "Twice as much your right. That's why you should take the other side of the ridge. These motherfuckers don't know shit about fuck when it comes to tracking and the woods."

Mac snorted watching his brothers anger and need for finding the lost girl battle each other. Something Mac himself could exploit if he felt like dragging his brother off and coraling Kira. Though with the look in his brothers eyes he had a feeling that he'd snap her in half right now. Hopefully she listened to him and only ever tried that shit with him there.

Daryl turned making it all of fifteen feet before Rick was on him. Daryl stopped and he watched Daryl's back tensed his shoulders visibly bunching in anger, a sign Mac leaned a long time ago. Shifting on his feet he really hoped Daryl put Rick on his ass. He didn't like the motherfucker being so pushy with his brother and he really didn't like the goddamn looks Shane shot him when Rick was around him.

Kira walked over to him and Mac looked down at her, "Walking a little funny there girl."

A light laugh escaped her, "His throat looks bad...is he okay?"

"He's had worse." Mac grunted.

Daryl jerked around backing Rick up after Rick's hand met the hot skin of his throat. Mac took a step forward ready to jump in if Rick touched his brother or Shane got the idea to play fake friend and defend Rick.

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