You watched as Daryl carried Beth into the kitchen, laughing. Since the prison went down, you hadn't been able to laugh, to smile. You couldn't. The joy you had was left at the Prison.

They started eating. You wandered over and grabbed a jar of peanut butter before you walked out and sat on the stairs alone. There was some noise from the door and you immediately grabbed you gun and looked through the small gaps, but you couldn't see anything. Daryl came padding around the corner.

"Don't" He said, gesturing your hand on the door knob.

You nodded and allowed him to open it and when he did, you both saw that there was a little dog. It was missig an eye and was scruffy, but it made you smile. Looking up, you noticed that Daryl saw you smiling and so he decided to try and reach out for the dog but instead, it ran away.

You watched it go with a small sentiment of sadness as Daryl closed the door. "I like dogs" You said with a small smile before sitting on the step again.

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Beth and Daryl were sat in the kitchen once again and you could hear their conversation. Daryl and you used to be friends, before the prison ended, but nowadays, you didn't speak.

There were groans and the sound of a dog bark grabbed your attention. "Daryl" you called.

He came around the corner with a jar of peanut butter in his hand and he swung open the door but quickly closed it, seeing the decaying bodies all piled up. "Beth!" He shouted and she ran around with his crossbow.

"Get your shit and get outta here!" He shouted.

"What about you two!?" She cried.

You shook your head. "Go!"

Begrudgingly she nodded and races upstairs for her things as the door was pushed open and Daryl had no choice but to move away. Pulling out your gun, you began firing as did Daryl. You watched as he was pushed into a room and you followed.

Finally getting free you ran behind him. Swinging at every walker you saw until you got to the road and saw a car speeding off.

"Beth!" Daryl cried. "Beth!" He screamed.

You watched as the darkness concealed his pleas and cries and he fell to his knees helplessly.

"Daryl" you placed a hand on his shoulder. "We can't stay here!" You shouted as more bodies found you. He nodded and took off after the car.

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You had been running since night and Daryl was finally slowing. "She's gone..just..gone.." You said exasperated. He said nothing.

"I'll go ahead..stay here.." He shook his head. "You're exhausted. Stay" You turned to leave but he grabbed your wrist.

"No..." He muttered quietly. "I lost her...I can't lose you too.."

You hung your head low and sat beside him. "You care more for her than me..let me help" you said.

"That's not true.." he mumbled.

"Daryl, if you keep going, you're going to kill yourself.." You grumbled to him.

"So what?" He snapped.

You stood up. "So what?.." You started. "So what?! I care about you, Dixon. Hell, I might even love you!" You screamed and then you realised.

He looked at you and slowly rose to his feet. "What..?"

"You heard me.."

"Well, what we got here?" A voice chuckled from behind me.