Daryl Dixon is my everything.

I know your pain.

It's morning now and a lot of people from the group didn't make it. Andrea hadn't moved from where Amy died, Amy is still in her arms. "Andrea please you have to..." Andrea pulls out her gun and points it at Rick and says "I know how the safety works." Rick backs away slowly and Andrea looks back at Amy. Daryl is making sure all the walkers are dead, stabbing a pick axe through their heads. Carol comes along in tears.."He's my husband.." Carol takes the pick axe from Daryl and starts hacking away at her husband. Carol's husband used to beat her and treat her bad, the other day he slapped her in the face and made her lip bleed and Shane beat the crap out of him. I still think something is up with Shane.

I walk up to Daryl and ask where Merle is. "We went back to where he was cuffed.. He cut off his hand. And now we don't know where he is" "Oh..wow.. That's lot to take in." "Hmm." Daryl walked away and went to Rick. I couldn't help but stare into his eyes, they are a lovely shade of blue. He is just so.. I don't know what word to use to describe him. He seemed so upset. I wanted to hug him, but he might push me away, he doesn't seem like a hugger.

Daryl stared at the ground for a awhile, he looked like he was going to cry. I want to hug him but I'm scared he'll push me away. What do I do? Do I hug him or leave him? Ugg!

I started to approach the muscled man, he heard my foot steps and he looked up at me. "What do you want now?" He angrily asked as he approached me. I stood there still. I didn't know what to do. Rick, Glenn and everyone else looked worried and clenched their guns and Rick started to raise his slowly. I quickly ran quicker towards Daryl and wrapped my arms around his waist and squeezed him tight. He stood there in shock. He didn't move at all, until I felt a muscly arm wrap around my upper back and heard is crossbow fall down to the ground. I felt his other arm around my back below his other one, I also felt his head on my shoulders, and he started sobbing lightly. I just squeezed him tighter and Rick lowered his gun. He wasn't sure what was happening, no one was. I wasn't sure either.

After a few minutes I broke the hug, well I tried to, he wouldn't let go. It's seems like he as never been hugged before. He stopped sobbing and he lifted his head up, then lifting up mine with his hand. "Thank you." He kissed my forehead and I blushed. "You're welcome". He smiled and walked away. Shit! I think he saw me blushing! Great... I think he knows I like him.