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BONNIE sat out on the front porch with Daryl, as Glenn and Maggie came past to check up on the girl.

Glenn and Maggie hugged Bonnie tightly though carefully "I'm so glad you're okay Bonnie." Maggie muttered into the hug and Bonnie smiled, pulling away "How's the bubba?" She asked with a bright smile.

Maggie smiled sheepishly, resting her hand on her small stomach as Glenn wrapped an arm around her waist "Good, at least I think." The brunette responded and Bonnie nodded "I hear Frankie has been "looking after" you guys," Bonnie paused "listen if she ever gets to much just-" Bonnie was cut off by a small laugh erupting from the couple, and shakes of their heads "It's fine Bonnie, don't worry about it." Maggie insisted.

Bonnie sighed, though nodded "Ok, but still!" Glenn and Maggie laughed before they bid farewell to the pair of Bonnie and Daryl.

The blonde walked over and sat down on the porch swing beside Daryl with a sigh "I've been thinking." She paused, running her fingers through her still damp hair and Daryl chuckled "Well 'm glad you've been thinkin'."

Bonnie scoffed as a smile broke out across her lips "I have an idea for new weapons, that double bladed knife is long gone thank god." She cringed at the thought of the blade that had caused her so much grief.

"Like what?" Daryl questioned.

Bonnie thought back to the times as a kid, where she would watch Xena: Warrior Princess on repeat.

"I was obsessed with Xena, growing up, the weapons she had just fascinated me." Daryl stopped playing with his pants to look over at Bonnie, who had that same passionate look in her eyes.

"Her chakrams were cool, I want two of 'em." Bonnie grinned looking at Daryl who had a glint of humour on his face "What? Imagine how hot I'd look though, wielding two chakrams and chopping walkers heads off clean." Bonnie giggled as she thought about it.

"You don't see it now, but you will." She assured him to which he chuckled lowly at.

"You ever think about gettin' married?" His words shocked Bonnie, who's eyes widened at the question he asked quietly.

"To be quite frank, I couldn't be assed before, getting married." The blonde turned in her seat carefully, facing Daryl as she rested her back against the arm rest.

"Deep down I may have wanted a big wedding, but as I got older I would have preferred to go to Vegas." Daryl let his fingers rest gently on Bonnie's pant covered knee "What about you?"

Daryl shrugged his shoulders "Never had the chance to think about it." Bonnie nodded understandably "Would you consider it now?" He asked in embarrassment, swallowing harshly and letting his teeth gnaw into his bottom lip.

Bonnie nodded "Why the hell not? These are the times where you are forced to really live your life, so yeah I'd definitely do it."

Daryl nodded and stood up with a grunt " 'm gonna go hunt, don't go anywhere or do anything you shouldn' be doin'." Bonnie grinned cheekily and stood up as well "Yes sir." She saluted the redneck, only receiving a roll of his eyes in return.

"I'll see you later." Bonnie smiled and Daryl turned to face the blonde "See you later." He responded, leaning down to peck her lips quickly, aware of prying eyes.

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