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The second he started crying was the second Abby knew they wouldnât be able to leave each other again. She didnât know what heâd been through yet. She was sure she would eventually, but she knew what she put him through when she left. It was written all over him. Her hand smoothed over his back, shushing him softly. Her heart broke for him in a way that it hadnât for anyone else. Not even Eli.Â
As they sat there in each otherâs arms and foreheads pressed together, she brought her hand up to cradle his face. âIâm not leaving you ever again. I promise.â She meant it. Abby knew how to live in that world now. With people. Without them. Having him with her might actually do her some good.Â
"You need to eat," she told him. "And you need to rest." Even as she said it, she made no move away from him. It felt good to be in his arms. When they were always sure Merle and Jody were going to be a while, they would sneak in little cuddles. Nothing groundbreaking. Just his arm slung around her shoulders or her leaning into him.Â
Daryl heard her soft pleadings and a promise of food. His stomach rolled at the thought and a gnawing ache bit at his backbone. He gave a slight now. Somehow he was too afraid to move, afraid it would some how all end and he'd never have it again. "Soon," he managed to whisper. "Soon." He shifted them, bringing her flush with his body. If the others could see him now, they'd stare in wide-eyed wonderment. His hand moved from her hair to stroke it gently from crown to ends. He closed his eyes. "I just wanna relax." He felt himself being lulled to sleep by the steady pounding over her heart beside him.
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"I doubt that really matters," she told him. "Not like thereâs much of a life in this world, is there?" Abby looked down for a moment, but she leaned in and pressed her forehead to his. "You should have known better than that. I would have never been that mean to you. Never.â Shaking her head, she lifted her hand.
Her heart clenched when she thought about it. It really must have seemed like she was tricking him, slumming for the sake of slumming. That was never Abby, though. Sure she wanted to do her own thing even if it meant that her mother wouldnât like it, but she wouldnât do it at Darylâs expense. Abby really had cared for him. Still did as she was discovering. Her arms went back around him and she hugged him as if her life depended on it.
Abby felt rather relieved to hear that she had been wrong about him. It didnât change the fact that she had indeed hurt him. âIâm sorry, darling.â
He'd been running on pure fumes for days since the prison fell, and even less now that he'd lost Beth. When he felt the familiarity of her arms going around him, he broke own. He lost himself in her in a way he'd never lost it with anyone. Not Carol. Not Beth. He held her tight now as his arms snaked around her slight frame. He wept into he shoulder, crying out all his rage and frustration.
In that moment, he relived all the pure trust he'd had in her even now. His hand moved up, tangling in her hair. He pressed his other hand to the back of her head and held just as she was holding him. He cried himsel out, feeling even more drained now.
"I'm so-sorry, too." He lifted his head, meeting her eyes. He brushed his nose against hers and then pressed their foreheads together once again. He wasn't ready to kiss her now, but he knew he wanted to in the future. Too much had happened to them both. Too much that would go unsaid for now.
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She almost didnât want to answer him, but he deserved to know. âYou didnât kiss me back,â she shrugged. Looking down, she felt a little ashamed of herself. The truth was she hadnât just kissed him because she wanted to. She did want to but she guessed she misread him. When he didnât kiss her back, she felt embarrassed. Abby left for Louisiana the next day and never looked back really. She only returned to Georgia for holidays, and she was too busy to visit Daryl.
But it wasnât like she didnât think about him while she was away. Some nights he was all she thought about, and it didnât stop when she met Eli. He just happened to make it easier for her to focus on something else. Still, there were times when she wanted to look Daryl up. At least to check in on him.
Shaking her head, she leaned back against the wall. âI left because my pride had been hurt.â
Daryl felt like he'd been punched in the gut. His hands shook as he tried to hide it by tucking them under his arm pits. He was desperate to get up, to pace, but the length of the shack would only frustrate him more. He wanted to cry and scream and shake her. "I was afraid." And that's truly as simple as it was. "Then you were gone. Felt like you were trying to trick me into hopping into bed with you for one last hurrah before school started. When you left without so much as goodbye, figured I was right." He turned his head and met her eyes. "Never meant to make you feel like I didn't want you. Abs, never wanted that at all." He relaxed and let his hand reach up and cup her chin as he moved his thumb along her cheekbone. "You deserved a better life than I coulda ever hoped to give." He gave a slight shrug.

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Rachel let out a soft moan at the feeling of her husbandâs lips on her skin. His touch always made her shiver even after 21 years of being together, they knew each others bodies and how to make the other wither. His hands always made Rachel shiver, especially with his fingers so close to the warm wet heat that had been only his. âDo I ever?â she asked softly as her breathing started to hitch in excitement at what was to come next. She moaned once more at the feeling of his hand on her breast, âDarylâŚâ
His lips curled into a smirk. "That's right. Putty in my hands. Or I should say mouth." He nipped at her through the cotton panties and removed his hand from her breast. His hands moved down her body and under her ass. He tugged at the waistband of her panties and began to remove them. He was skilled at undressing her now. Twenty one years would do that, and somehow each and every time felt like something new. Not many couples had that. He tugged the scrap of cloth down her thighs and passed her knees and then finally off. "That's more like it." He began his adventure all over again by starting with her knees. He enjoyed the tease.
The Only One For Me || Rachel & Daryl
Rachel laughed as she watched her husbands cursing. âI think youâre doing quite well. But I think you would be the deputy with me being a Sheriff.â she replied as she ran a finger over her star metal on her shirt before looking back at Daryl and winking. In the back of her mind, Rachel knew Daryl would want to talk about what had happened today later when Carl wasnât home. The woman then wiggled out of her uniform pants kicking them off with her foot into a corner leaving her in her panties and shirt. Rachel then looked into the eyes of her husband, desire swimming in them. âAre you going to finish what you started then?â she asked tugging at the hem of her shirt slightly.
He wagged his finger at her. "You hush up. I got this." His body shifted, dropping onto his knees at the edge of the bed and pulling her by her legs until she was right where he wanted her . He kissed along the side of her knee and up her inner thigh, nibbling after every third kiss.
He let his fingers move up her stomach, undoing one at a time. He managed to find her breasts and moved one hand to cup her breast as his lips and tongue moved dangerously closer to clothed core.Â
"Any objections?" he asked huskily.
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Sheâd let herself harden over the past few months. Once she realized she was only going around in circles, she stopped hoping for anything. There wasnât much use in it. The old Abby would have seen finding Daryl as a sign. This new Abby - well, she didnât quite know what hope was anymore and signs were for the naive. Bringing her hand up, she rubbed at her scarred cheek with the back of her hand. âItâll do for now. You look like shit, and you need to rest.âÂ
Reaching over, she grabbed his hand. âI know youâre looking for someone, but you need to think about yourself too.â This sounded like a conversation theyâd had before; back when they were both much younger. It was very similar to the one theyâd had the night she kissed him, the last time theyâd seen each other. It amazed her how easy it was for her to be so comfortable with him after all those years. It hadnât even been half a day, and Abby could sit closer to him than she had anyone else sheâd traveled with.Â
"I almost didnât go to Louisiana," she told him. "I was going to stay in Savannah and go to school there."Â
His head swiveled around, looking her square in the eyes. He felt his breath hitch as his breathing peaked. He chewed at the inside of his cheek until he tasted blood. What was he supposed to say to that? Hell. She'd damn near broken his heart when she was just gone.Â
Too many people just ended up gone in his life. Gone without a trace. First, his Mama. Then Abby and Carol. Now Beth. He finally managed to rasp, "What changed your mind?"
His head turned away from her, not sure if he could handle the cold hard truth that was coming. He drew one knee up and propped his arm across it as he waited for her to continue on.
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She hadnât even noticed she was playing with the ring until Daryl brought it to her attention. Her fingers stopped twisting it around, and she looked up at him. âEssentially, it was before everything. We were supposed to go to Savannah together to tell my parents we were getting married. Work was horrible that week so I couldnât leave just yet. He went without me. A few days later, cell receptionâs lost. Dead people are walking around chewing on people, and I never saw Eli again.âÂ
Looking down at the ring, she turned it to where the diamond was facing back up. It always amazed her how much it still shined just as beautifully as it had the day Eli proposed. The princess cut came very handy when it came to hand to hand combat it seemed. On more than one occasion, it gave her just enough leverage to break free.Â
"I was trying to get to Savannah. Kept holding out hope that maybe he at least made it." But Abby wasnât the type to kid herself too much anymore. She knew better than that.Â
Daryl lowered his eyes as she spoke. He knew that kind of hope. He'd had that when Merle had cut off his own hand. He'd never expected him to get very far even if he had told Rick that he was a tough son of bitch. It was true, but in this world, things didn't often turn out like they should. He tried to give her a bit of hope, even though it fell flat. "Ya never know."
His blue eyes moved up, watching her face. He chewed on his bottom lip before giving a shrug. "But doesn't help us right now. This place ain't no bigger than a minute, and it ain't sturdy, Abby." He leaned back against the wall and closed his eyes.Â
"Should get some rest and find other arrangements." In the back of his mind, he kept thinking about Beth. They hadn't killed her. They'd taken her, and he had to hope they weren't going to harm her. That's what was eating him up inside. What if they... He thumped his head harder on the wall of the shack and felt like he was going to throw up. He couldn't go there.
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The Only One For Me || Rachel & Daryl
Rachel giggled softly as she felt the kiss and nuzzle from her husband. She reached up to take hold of his face in her hands and placed a deep loving kiss on his lips. After a while she pulled back away from the kiss and nuzzled their noses together. âYou have no idea. Shane and I had to deal with a hostage situation.â she said with a sigh, âThank god Carl didnât have school today. It was right near there.â she then wrapped her arms around Darylâs shoulders and pressed her body to his. âCould use a little help getting out of this.â Rachel winked teasingly toward her husband. Rachel always enjoyed it when Daryl got a bit frisky with her, especially when she came home from a very long day at work and just wanted to spend some alone time with him.
He moved his arms a bit tighter around her at the mention of a hostage situation. He knew that being a cop was her true passion, but he couldn't help it when the protective bit of him decided to rear its ugly head. He lowered his eyes, silently thanking God that he came home to them in one piece. They'd talk about that later.
He waggled his eyes playfully. "That so deputy?" He bent slightly, moving his arms from around her waist to cup her ass and wrapped her legs around his waist and announced, "I can help with that." He dropped her playfully onto the bed.Â
He drew her leg up to him, pulling her boot free and tossing it to the side. He did the same with the other boot and quickly went to work on her uniform pants. He fumbled and cursed softly, "Fuckin' thing." He never could quite get it undone. "Finally," he growled. "How'm I doin' so far?"
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â:Sharing a bed
Daryl hadnât been too keen when sheâd spread her bedroll out to the full capacity. He knew what sheâd been planning, and sure enough, she was giving him those eyes, the ones that reminded him of those summers long ago, and he was sliding down lower on the hardened dirt packed floor.He let out a soft hiss of breath. He was bone tired. âAbs?â When she turned her head to look at him, he gave her a half smile. âYou sure this is alright? I donât mind sleeping in the dirt.âIt wouldnât be the first time. Certainly wouldnât be the last.Â
Then she patted the blanket beside her, and he relented and laid back, head in his hands that he crossed behind his head. He felt her smaller form shift and press into him. He wasnât used to the touch, but it felt nice to just have her there.
The familiarity was special to him in a way heâd never be able to express to her with words. âNight, Abs.â

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Daryl chuckled softly as he crawled into the blanket fort that his wife and four year old son had made. "You and Carl musta been busy today, huh?" He flopped down onto his back on the couch cushions they'd shoved inside. "Feels good to have a whole day off to spend with that rugrat, don't it?" He wished he could have been there with the two of them.
He glanced over at her from where she lay and smirked. "What's a man gotta do 'round here to get a proper 'Hello, darling. How was work?' kiss?" He nudged her with his knee.
When she moved to kiss him, he pulled her down and turned her onto her back and half covered her body with is own. He kissed her deeply before letting out a contented sigh and shifting again so that he was on his back and she was pressed against his side.Â
He stroked her hair and whispered, "This is nice. Shoulda done this years ago." He kissed the top of her head.
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Daryl loved quiet nights like this. Carl had gone to bed without begging to stay just a little while longer, and he had her all to himself for the next two hours before they decided to go to bed. He even let her pick the program on tv that they were watching. His lips grazed her ear as she cuddled up next to him, but it wasn't long before she'd taken up residence in her normal position.
Her head was right in his lap as he stroked her hair and got lost in the primetime line up of comedies that aired on CBS. His hand moved down to her shoulder and gently massaged, and it wasn't long before he heard her soft snoring. It wasn't really a snore, more of a cute way of breathing that he'd come to adore.
He returned his attention to the tv and when the ten o'clock news came on, he switched off the television and gently eased himself out from under her head and stood. He stretched, popping his back and other extremities before he gently scooped her up and carried her up the stairs to bed.
He loved his life.