Chapter 5 meeting Mr.Dixon

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Kathryn's POV

*later that night at the fire*

I sit around the fire listing to rick telling a story about his coma. Alex is to my right Carl is beside of her and sheriff who's name I learned was rick and Lori snuggled up together, Shane, Dale and a couple of other names I didn't know. "Disoriented. I guess that comes closest. Disoriented. Fear confusion but all those things. Disoriented comes closest. Rick says.

"Words can be meager things. Sometimes they fall short." Dale says with a slight smile. "I felt like I've been ripped out of my life put some where else. Sometimes I felt like I was in a coma dream something I thought I would never wake up from." Rick finishes. "Mom said you died." Carl says looking up at rick. "She had every reason to believe that." Rick says looking down at Carl. Lori has a weird look on her face and looks at Shane something's going on between them I can feel it. Rick lori and Shane start talking but I tune them out I wonder who this mysterious Daryl Dixon is. I mean is he nice, mean, or a total psycho? I have a million questions running through my head until I was interrupted by Dale "have you given any thought about Daryl Dixon? He won't be happy to hear his brother was left behind." He says I tune out again. But I hear something from Dale that makes me wonder about this Daryl Dixon maybe he is a hot head I guess I'll find out. "Hey Kathryn there's no more tents left so you'll have to share one with Daryl he won't mind." Shane say walking off to his tent. Ugh great now I'll have to really get use to this guy I walk over to the truck and grab my bag and sleeping bag Alex comes up behind me "so Dale offered me to sleep in the Rv is that ok with you?" Alex asks. "Ya it's fine it's your decision good night." I say and give her a hug. "Good night."she says grabbing her things and walks off to the Rv. I walk over to Daryl's tent there's clothes everywhere and there's a slight smell of b.o. I push his stuff over and put my sleeping bag down and my bag and my crossbow down beside of it and I go to sleep.

*dream*

"KATHRYN!!" My mother yells as those flesh eating freaks take a bite out of her neck. I shoot the freak and run over to my mom. "Mom! it's going to be alright shh. I'm so sorry!" I say sobbing. "Kathryn it's my time to go I love you baby girl. But promise me that you'll go on and not worry about me keep Alex safe and find someone else who you can protect like that. Promise me." She says kisses my check. "I will mom I promise." I say to her crying. "Good bye baby girl I love you." She says and her body goes limp. "MOM?!" I yell.

*end of dream*

I wake up to Alex shaking me "Kathryn it was just a dream wake up!" she says stroking my hair. "No it wasn't it was when my mom died." I say crying into her shirt. "Shhh it's ok Kat it's ok." she whispers. "Ok ok I'm ok I'm ok" I say whipping tears off of my face. "I'm going to lay in here for a bit can you tell the others that I'm just tired or something please?" I ask Alex. "Yes of course see you in a bit." She says smiling closing the tent. I fall back asleep and I get woke up by screaming "MOM!!!" I thought I was dreaming so I fall back asleep. Until I get woke up again by a man I've never met before yelling "what the hell are you doing in here?!" I'm guessing this is Mr.Dixon I've been hearing about. I study him for a minute he has short brown hair dazzling blue eyes he was very attractive and I mean very. "Umm um um." I choked out my god he's hot. "What are you doing in here?" he asks again this time calmer. "They said I could stay in here that you wouldn't mind. I-I could leave if you want me too." I say looking into those blue eyes.

Daryls POV

"They said I could stay in here that you wouldn't mind. I-I could leave if you want me too." The girl says. I study the girl she has wavy brown hair and sparkling green eyes she is very very pretty I've never felt that ways towards a women before I feel butterflies in my stomach no ones ever done that to me before. "N-no you can stay but just stay out of my stuff and what's yer name?" I say to her a little more harshly than I meant to. "Kathryn Harris. And I know yours I've heard a lot about you Mr.Dixon." She say giggling a bit and I feel the butterflies again. She knows my name?

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