Welcome To The Apocalypse.(Daryl Dixon)

Trouble In Paradise.

After we heard someone scream, I jumped off of Daryl and quickly put my shirt back on. Daryl fastened his pants and grabbed his Crossbow. I grabbed a pistol that sat next to it on his small side table and the two of us took off towards the house. The closer we got to the house the easier we could see everyone standing by Hershel's front porch. It didn't look like anyone was hurt but we didn't want to take any chances. We stopped a few steps before we reached the group, everyone's backs were facing us. I was sure that Daryl had the same facial expression as I did- dumbfounded. "What hell is going on?" Daryl barked. The smiling faces of Lori, Rick, Hershel and Maggie turned to greet us. "Ew!" I heard Beth and looked to the ground. Beth and Glenn sitting on the grass, Beth holding a large Frog in her hands. "We heard screaming" I exclaimed. Hershel chuckled to himself. "Sorry to alarm you two. Beth was startled by this frog... hopped right in her lap."

Daryl and I looked at each other, still shocked by the false alarm. Rick cleared his throat- "Um, what were the two of you doing?" He smirked. Everyone had devilish grins plastered on their faces as well. "Daryl was showing me how to properly clean a gun." Daryl shot glance at me. "You were helping clean all the firearms earlier, Zoe. Seemed like you knew what you were doing..." Maggie trailed off. I felt my face get warm. "I don't think you have to be shirtless to clean guns either." Glenn pointed to Daryl's topless torso. "I got hot." Daryl defended and Lori chuckled- "Oh, I'm sure it was real hot in that tent." Everyone erupted in laughter. I was just slightly embarrassed but I could tell Daryl was getting angry. "You shouldn't be screaming like that! Could attract walkers. Don't you know anything, little miss sunshine!?" Daryl snapped at Beth and stormed off toward his tent. Everyone was quiet. "We do need to be more careful..." I stated, Rick nodded in agreement and soon everyone was nodding. "Sorry, Zoe. We were only joking about you and Daryl." I gave Glenn small smile and walked past them and inside the house. Hershel gave me an upstairs guest bedroom to sleep in that sat in the back of the house. I got settled in and comfortable, laying in the bed and staring up at the ceiling.

I was a bit embarrassed by Daryl and I getting so close. I wasn't sure why. However I was mostly disappointed that nothing actually happened. I hadn't been with a men in well over a year and dammit! Even in the apocalypse, I had needs. It would be nice to just get lost in someone for a little while. With me constantly running, I never had that opportunity. "What if I just stayed?" I whispered to myself. I rolled over on my side and stared out the window. I could see the reflective light shining through the window from the groups Bonfire. Sighing lightly, I rolled over again on to my stomach, tucking my arms underneath the fluffy pillow and soon closing my eyes. It didn't take me long to fall asleep, and once I did, I started dreaming. It wasn't the horrid dreams that I was so used to having though, it was a good dream. Simple. Warm.

It started out on a hot summers day. I could almost feel the sun rays beating down on my face. I looked around at the scenery- there was a large lake with crystal clear water. Trees surrounded almost ever inch of the waters edge except for the small opening in front of I where I was standing. I started walking through the brush, running my hands along tree trunks and bushes as I went. I came to a halt when I reached the water. It was astonishing. "Mommy!" I heard from my left and turned to see my little Lynnore running to my side. I felt tears roll down my cheeks and a huge smile planted itself on my face as I opened my arms and Lynnore came running into them. I picked her up with ease and squeezed her so tight, never wanting to let go. This dream seemed so real. I could smell the sweet scent of the Strawberry shampoo she used.

"Mommy, play with us!" she said excitedly. This is where I fear. My dreams have a way of turning on me, turning black. Somehow the Undead always creep in. I fear that the "us" she referred to was actually a corpse. And that the dream will end bloody and with my baby ripping off my flesh. I tried to wake myself but to no avail. "Come on, Mommy!" Lynnore said, pulling at my hand as soon as I set her down. I'd just have to make it through another cold dream. Lynnore pulled me into the trees, looking back at me every couple of seconds to smile and make sure I was still there. I smiled back, expecting the worse for whenever we reached our destination.