I was outside when I heard people yell about someone getting hurt, I saw it was Darryl. Everyone knew I liked Daryl but he never showed interest back. I ran with them into the room, Daryl was bloody and muddy. I hated that he was in pain.

He was in bed getting all stitched up, even if he was dirty he still looked handsome as hell.

"I found it washed up on the creek bed right there. She must have dropped it crossing there somewhere," said Daryl pointing to the map.

"Cuts the grid almost in half," said Rick to Shane.

"Yeah, you're welcome," replied Daryl

"How's he looking?" I asked Hershel.

"I had no idea we'd be going through the antibiotics so quickly." said Hershel finishing the job, "Any idea what happened to my horse?"

"Yeah, the one who almost killed me? If it's smart, it left the country," replied Daryl

"We call that one Nelly, as in nervous Nelly. I could have told you she'd throw you if you'd bothered to ask. It's a wonder you people have survived this long." said Hershel

I snorted, "Yeah it's a wonder to me too."

They all turned to me and I turned bright red, "S-Sorry."

They all left and I stayed for a bit, just to see if Daryl needed anything.

"Do you need anything else?" I said starting to leave.

"Just stay 'ere," mumbled Daryl

I nodded and sat in bed with him, "I'm sorry about all this happening. I'll kill Andrea."

"Why you care about me so much? I'm just a piece of redneck shit," said Daryl

"What? Who said that?"

Daryl shrugged, "My brother."

"Well, he's the redneck piece of shit. I care about you because even if no one else wants to go search for Sophia you still look for her. You're caring inside."

The rest of the talk was about our family, I found out he was abused and Merle had grown him up to be a tough guy.

"You know; I don't care about you're past Daryl. You're different now. You're not a pussy because look at you. You climbed up by yourself and still alive."

Daryl placed his hand on my thigh and I leaned in, I let our lips touch together. I felt sparks, this was my dream come true.

It was dinner time and we all started eating, I grabbed a tray and took it to Daryl. His back was facing the door and I saw scars all over his back. He heard me and covered his body with the blanket.

"How are you feeling?"

"As good as I look," replied Daryl

I smirked, "That's true." I leaned in and he flinched, I kissed his head.

"Watch out, I got stitches."

"You know Daryl. You're good as everybody here."

"Rick and Shane would've done it too," replied Daryl

"I know, but you did more."