Waking early the next morning Jessica groaned more so to herself as she slipped out of bed and looked up at the top bunk where Avery was laying asleep. Apparently her sister was not too keen on Daryl being back or well really she was playing stubborn in forgiving him for hurting her by leaving and so she had opted to sleep in Jessica and Glenn's cell instead of her own which was the one Daryl usually slept in.
Shaking her head, Jessica got dressed quickly, knowing she had offered to help Beth fix breakfast this morning since she knew Beth had probably lost some sleep last night because after what had happened yesterday poor Judith had been a little on edge. Though really Jessica suspected they were all a little on edge right now.
After she was dressed Jessica left the cell and headed towards the main cell area where Beth usually fixed their food at. Though the moment she got there she stopped in her tracks when she found Merle awake in the cell they had picked for him. It was the same cell they had used to keep Michonne and Lucy in when they had first arrived and now it was being used to house Merle for his own safety more than likely because everyone or well almost everyone wanted to kill him for good reason.
"Well if it isn't little miss Jessie," Merle smirked as he eyed the girl who he had once been with, someone who had once seemed so broken but now looking at her she seemed anything but broken.
Jessica faked a smile as she finally willed her feet to move to where Merle was, "Merle," she nodded acknowledging him. "Never thought I'd see you again."
"Same here hon," Merle replied as he kept his smirk. "Though it don't seem like you missed me any. You've moved on to the china man already."
"He's Korean," Jessica corrected him as she dropped her smile. "And it wasn't so hard to move on from you. It wasn't like we ever loved each other."
Laughing at that Merle knew she had a point, though in some weird way he did care for her but he had never really loved her and even he could admit that. "Nah, we were kind of a mess," he agreed as he narrowed his eyes at her. "Though it seems from the tension I saw last night my sweet darlin baby brother has officially gotten with your sister," he mused as he tried to gauge Jessica's reaction to that. "And she wasn't too pleased he left with me..that he chose his blood over her."
Jessica looked away from Merle as he spoke, "Avery has her reasons for being upset with Daryl," she muttered not wanting to tell Merle of all people that her sister was pregnant, especially not since Daryl still didn't know. "I'm sure she'll come around and mend fences with him eventually though," she nodded when she saw Beth come into the main cell block area.
At that, Jessica gave Merle one last fake smile before turning to leave him be and go help Beth out. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"We're not leaving," Rick spoke as he looked at his group who was gathered around the cell block. It had been awhile after breakfast and he was doing his best to prepare things in case something happened today.
"We can't stay here," Hershel said as he walked towards Rick.
Maggie turned to look at Rick as she raised an eyebrow, "What if there's another sniper? A wood pallet won't stop one of those rounds."
"We can't even go outside," Beth added in from where she stood, holding Judith.
"Not in the daylight," Avery replied as she looked over at Beth, knowing night time would probably be a better time to go outside.
Taylor shook his head after listening to everyone, "Rick says we're not running, we're not running."
"No, better to live like rats," Merle mused from the cell he was still inside of.
Turning his head to look at Merle, Rick raised an eyebrow at him, "You got a better idea?" he asked wanting to hear it if Merle did,
"Yeah, we should have slid out of here last night and lived to fight another day," Merle replied as looked back at Rick. "But we lost that window, didn't we?" he asked a bit sarcastically. "I'm sure he's got scouts on every road out of this place by now."
"We ain't scared of that prick," Daryl told Merle as he looked down at his brother from where he stood on the second level cell block.
"Ya'll should be," Merle told them as he walked closer to his cell door. "That truck through the fence thing, that's just him ringing the doorbell. We might have some thick walls to hide behind, but he's got the numbers and if he takes the high ground around this place, shoot he could just starve us out if he wanted too."
Glaring at Merle, Maggie shook her head, "Let's put him in the other cell block," she said wanting Merle gone if he was going to be like that.
"No, he's got a point," Daryl said as he turned to look down at Maggie.
Maggie again shook her head, "This is all you," she stated as she looked from Daryl to Merle as well as Rick even. "You started this."
"What difference whose fault it is?" Avery asked out a bit harshly as she looked at Maggie. "What do we do?" she questioned wanting to know what they could do now.
"I said we should leave," Hershel stated repeating what he said yesterday. "Now Axel's dead. We can't just sit here," he said as he watched Rick turn to walk away which made him a bit angry. "Get back here!" he called out watching as Rick stopped in his tracks a bit. "You're slipping Rick. We've all seen it. We understand why, but now is not the time. You once said this isn't a democracy, now you have to own up to that. I put my family's life in your hands. So get your head clear and do something."
At that Rick just remained silent as he walked out of the cell block and away from everyone else. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Rick who had made it outside, stood in a caged part of the prison, holding his binoculars in his hand as he looked around for anyone or anything really. A threat from the Governor or even just a tiny glimpse of his dead wife. Anything.
It was while he was doing that, that he heard a door open and footsteps approaching him and eventually he saw his son come to a stop beside him. "You shouldn't be out here," he said knowing it wasn't safe for Carl to be out here after what had happened yesterday.
"I'm a good shot," Carl reminded his dad as he took off the police hat he had been wearing.
"Yes, you are," Rick agreed as he turned away from his son, looking out in front of him again.
In the silence after that question, Carl licked his lips as he leaned against the cage some, "Hey, Dad?" he questioned hearing his dad offer a yeah in encouragement for him to go on. "If I say something will you promise not to be mad?"
"I won't get mad," Rick told his son wondering just what Carl wanted to say to him now.
Nodding his head, Carl looked down briefly, "You should stop," he told him before looking back up.
"Stop what?" Rick asked wondering exactly what Carl wanted him to stop.
"Being the leader," Carl answered he sounded sure of himself now. "Let Hershel and Daryl or even Zac handle things. You deserve a rest."
At that, Rick fell silent as he watched Carl walk off. He really wasn't sure in the end that he had been expecting his son to say that. That his son would call him out on things. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"You busy?" Lucy asked as she walked to Kate's cell once things had seemed to settle down in the cell block area for the time being.
Turning her head to look at Lucy, Kate shrugged, "Not right at this moment," she said surprised that Lucy was here because she was sure given their brief encounter yesterday that Lucy was mad at her still. "What do you want?"
"Zac talked to me yesterday," Lucy explained as she stepped farther into the cell block area. "Confronted me on being in love with you."
Kate couldn't help but cringe at Lucy's words, "I hope it wasn't too ugly then."
"It wasn't, surprisingly," Lucy laughed before sitting down on the bottom bunk as she looked up at Kate. "I actually can see why you love him and why you'll choose him in the end."
Going silent at Lucy's last words Kate shook her head because she wasn't positive she'd chose Zac but if Zac had been able to talk to Lucy then maybe eventually that meant he'd be able to talk to her and they could both come to decisions about things. Though first Kate guessed she also wanted to speak to Beth and it was only fair, after all Zac had spoken to Lucy.
"I never said I was for sure going to chose him Luce," Kate finally spoke as she leaned down to peck Lucy's lips briefly, not caring who saw her. "I do still love you too and I can't just erase what I feel for you either," she shrugged as she moved back up, doing her best to smile at Lucy before she turned and left her cell. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Phillip who was in his bedroom as he finished getting dressed, called out to Milton who was in the kitchen. "How many does that give us now?" he asked curiously.
"Twenty," Milton answered as he looked down at the notebook on the table, going over all their citizens to see how many soldiers they had because Phillip wanted to go to war. "We have several people with chronic conditions, hearing impairments, arthritis. Adding those gives us twenty-six," he said as he heard Phillip finally come into the kitchen.
"And if we include men and women, aged thirteen and up?" Phillip asked curiously as he walked to the fridge as he got out a drink.
Milton looked at him curiously, a bit surprised at that, "You mean boys and girls?"
"Adolescence. It's a twentieth century invention," Phillip answered as he shrugged his shoulders. "Men and women."
Looking back down at the notebook and papers briefly, Milton quickly did a count up in his head, "Th..thirty-five," he answered feeling a bit uneasy about this whole thing.
"Well, make sure they all have sidearms and plenty of ammo," Phillip stated as he walked around the table slightly. "We'll start training them when Martinez is ready," he stated right before the door to his place opened and Andrea stepped inside. "Well, come in," he spoke knowing she had clearly already welcomed herself in anyway.
"What's this I hear about the prison?" Andrea asked cutting right to the chase and letting Phillip know she had heard about yesterday. "You said you were gonna leave it alone. No retaliation," she reminded him of his own words to her.
Phillip looked at Andrea as he opened his mouth to speak, "I went to negotiate," he lied as he looked her square in the eyes. "Bad enough we got biters at our gates, we can't have aggressors just miles away."
"So you went and welcomed them to the neighborhood?" Andrea asked a bit harshly.
"You know they shot at us first?" Phillip mused though again it was a lie. "I don't know who these people were when you were with them, but they've changed. They're bloodthirsty."
Andrea ignored Phillip's words turning to look at Milton who was seated at the table, "You knew about this?" she questioned him figuring he had to have known.
"I was informed this morning," Milton spoke seeing the way Andrea eyed him after he did. She hadn't believed a word he said. "I didn't know," he said again defending himself.
"Don't drag him into it," Phillip told Andrea as he walked a bit closer to her.
"You're right," Andrea nodded as she turned back to Phillip as she heard Milton begin to stand up. "This is between you and me. I'm sick of this and I'm sick of the lies," she stated trying to sound firm. "And I'm not gonna watch this town and my friends gun each other down."
Looking down Phillip heaved a sigh at that, "Well, it's too late."
"What do you mean it's too late?" Andrea asked clearly perplexed by that. "I don't know what you're trying to prove, but enough is enough," she said though she got no response right away. "I'm going to see them. I'll work this out."
Phillip who took in Andrea's words went to the table Milton had been occupying and he sat down, beginning to go through the notes. "Well, they're hostile. These are all the able-bodied people we have. They're going to carry arms and receive training. We won't get caught sleeping again."
"One car, that is all I need," Andrea said as she shook her head, knowing she wanted him to give her a car to go to the prison.
"The roads are blocked," Phillip told her as he looked up at her. "We barely made it back ourselves."
Rolling her eyes at his words, Andrea turned her back on him so she could leave, deciding then that she'd probably find her own way back to the prison if she had too.
"Andrea," Phillip called out as he watched her stop at the door. "You go to that prison, you stay there."
Shaking her head at Phillip's words Andrea opened the door as she stepped outside, soon heading out onto the streets of Woodbury. She didn't understand how things could be coming to this, not when at first everything had seemed so fine.
As she walked down the street, Andrea slowed some as she came upon a conversation that Karen was having with Martinez.
"Noah's only fourteen, okay?" Karen questioned as she looked at Martinez. "He has asthma, he can't run more than ten yards before losing his breath. What good is that to you?" she asked as she raised an eyebrow not sure why they needed him for.
"The Governor wants everyone who can hold a gun in front of the town hall now," Martinez spoke knowing he had his orders, regardless of what Karen argued.
Karen who watched as Noah, began to move, put her hand in front of him, "No," she stated to the boy as she saw Andrea walking down the street. "Andrea, you have to straighten this out. They want Noah to fight," she spoke once Andrea came a bit closer.
"Who's talking about fighting?" Andrea questioned feeling a bit confused as she looked at Martinez. "You're supposed to be teaching people to defend themselves, not raising an army."
Martinez stepped a bit closer to Andrea, his voice going a bit lower. "Wake up, the only way to defend ourselves is with an army." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Kate who had tracked down Beth as she made lunch with Avery's help, bit her lip nervously as she approached the two women, "Can I umm..steal you away Beth?" she asked softly when she made it to where they were at.
Beth painted on a smile as she turned to look at Kate and then she looked at Avery, "I'll be right back Avie," she told her as she nodded. "But if you get done before I do, you can go take Merle his food," she said seeing the look of dread pass on Avery's face.
Though before Avery could protest, Beth walked away, letting Kate lead her off so that they could talk privately.
"I know my wanting to talk to you must seem weird," Kate sighed once they had came to a stop far enough away from where Avery could hear them. "I mean with everything that's going on between Zac and I and you and Zac."
"Not as weird as you'd think," Beth said as she shrugged her shoulders. "I may still be a teenager..seventeen but I'm not stupid," she told Kate as they locked eyes. "You want to ask me to stay away from him so that you can get back with him and I will if that's what you want. I may love him but I don't want to willingly be a homewrecker...no matter what happened on the farm."
Kate had to break eye contact as she listened to Beth talk, because no, that wasn't what she had wanted to say at all but at least she knew. She knew Beth loved Zac and from what she could tell of Beth now, with the way Beth was with Judith and her fixing meals here at the prison, Beth had a homemaker attitude. It was what had initially drawn Zac to her before she was sure.
So now she could see why Zac was with her, regardless of age. She took care of him the way Kate used too and Kate doubted she'd ever be able to again. Not after everything that had happened when they had been apart because losing Lennon had changed her. It had hardened her up and made her a different person.
"That wasn't what I wanted," Kate said as she shook her head. "But your words in some way gave me everything I needed," she said knowing now that whenever she and Zac did talk, Kate was sure her decision had been made already. She could only hope Zac was on the same page as her. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Rick who had returned to the cell block, looked at Maggie as she got ready to go out on watch, "Eyes open," he warned her. "Head down, fields filled with walkers," he stated watching as she nodded and left and he walked one cell over, seeing Taylor sitting in that cell.
"I didn't see any snipers out there," Rick told Taylor who had looked up at him. "But we'll keep Maggie on watch," he stated before making it to the end of the cell block where Hershel stood with Michonne, Daryl and Zac.
"I'll get up in the guard tower, take out half them walkers, give these guys a chance to fix the fence," Daryl suggested as he looked over at Rick.
"Or use some of the cars to put the bus in place," Zac spoke up after Daryl's suggestion.
Hershel shook his head at that, "We can't access the field without burning through our bullets."
"So we're trapped in here," Taylor stated as he came out of his cell. "There's barely any food or ammo."
"Been here before, we'll be alright," Daryl spoke trying to ignore Taylor's bitter sounding tone.
"That's when it was just us," Taylor argued knowing then it was okay. "Before there was a snake in the nest," he finished clearly referring to Merle's presence in the prison.
Turning to look at Taylor, Daryl glared slightly, "Man, we gonna go through this again?" he asked as he walked a bit closer to Taylor. "Look, Merle's staying here. He's with us now," he stated knowing it was true even if no one else wanted it or believed it. "Get used to it," he told Taylor harshly before looking at the others and when Rick tried to intervene Daryl backed away."All ya'll," he muttered out so they'd know he meant all of them had to get used to it.
While he may have had issues with Merle to it all boiled down to the fact that Merle was his blood and blood ranked over everything else and Merle was staying.
Taylor sighed to himself as he watched Daryl walk away from them and then he turned to look at Rick, "Seriously, Rick, I don't think Merle living here is really gonna fly," he stated feeling a bit angry that Daryl was being stubborn and that Rick seemed okay with giving Daryl what he wanted.
"I can't kick him out," Rick told Taylor knowing that if he kicked Merle out then Daryl would probably leave again and that was the last thing they needed.
"I wouldn't ask you to live with Shane after he tried to kill you," Taylor argued as he locked eyes with Rick, trying to get Rick to see some reason here.
Zac sighed as he listened to his brother and he knew he probably shouldn't speak up in defense of Merle, not now, but he did so anyway. "Merle has military experience," he said as he locked eyes with Taylor. "He may be erratic, but don't underestimate his loyalty to his brother," he told him knowing Merle seemed incredibly loyal to Daryl, despite their differences.
Zac was sure he'd be the same to his siblings. Hell, he was keeping the secret of seeing Isaac again because Isaac had asked him and he had the weight of Avery's pregnancy on his shoulders too because again it was something that wasn't his place to say anything, so yeah he could understand the bond the Dixon brothers had even if he was still slightly bitter that Daryl had left with Merle because of how it had affected Avery and maybe because of how it had affected him too.
"What if we solve both problems at once?" Taylor mused after Zac had spoken against him, though it had only given him another idea. "Deliver Merle to the Governor. Bargaining chip. Give him his traitor, maybe declare a truce." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Sighing softly to herself as she held the tray, carrying Merle's lunch, Avery was half pissed that Beth even though she had came back had roped her into this. Beth had to know that Avery really didn't want to see Merle but it seemed Beth didn't care or maybe Beth in her naiveness thought that Avery and Merle could make up, but that would never happen regardless of the fact that he was Daryl's brother and Daryl clearly loved him.
Avery didn't love him and she wasn't intending to play nice either.
"I brought you some food," Avery finally spoke as she made it to Merle's cell, finding him laying down, though he sat up at her words.
Merle stood up as he took the tray from Avery, "Thank you," he stated though he was a bit surprised she was the one bringing him food. This morning it had been a blonde pretty girl who clearly had been an add on since he left the group.
"Figured you're a part of our family now," Avery spoke feeling a bit sick as those words left her mouth.
At Avery's words Merle motioned with his stump for Avery to sit down and when she moved to sit, he sat down as well, putting the tray with his food on a small table that was in his cell.
Looking down at the food on Merle's tray, Avery gave him a fake smile, "It's not much but given what we had it's a lot," she mused as she leaned against the cell slightly. "I should've been dead several times over," she mused as she kept her fake smile.
"Ain't that the truth for us all," Merle agreed knowing at this point everyone should have been dead several times over.
"I think part of the reason I'm not is because people underestimate me," Avery spoke as she looked away from Merle and back down at his food tray. "Don't underestimate me," she told him honestly as she looked back up at him, trying to sound firm because this was one of the first times she had acknowledged how strong she was.
"Excuse me?" Merle asked as he raised an eyebrow at her words, not sure what she was going for here.
Avery scooted a bit closer to Merle as she made eye contact with him, "I've seen you making the rounds. Trying to play nice but if you screw this up, mess with Daryl, I will slit your throat while you sleep."
Merle swallowed hard at Avery's words and how sincere she had sounded when saying them. "Never predicted you were so cold hearted," he stated remembering how she had been at the camp in Atlanta. "Or that you loved my baby brother so much."
"People change," Avery shrugged as she stood from where she had been sitting. "I have a family to protect now," she told him as her hand fell to her stomach more against her will than anything else. "A family I don't want you to screw with," she nodded before turning to leave his cell. "Enjoy your food," she told him in a fake polite voice as she left.
Merle who watched her leave, once again swallowed hard as he began to pick at the food she had brought him. Her words staying with him. She'd kill him in his sleep if he messed with Daryl, screwed things up and she'd do it because she had a family to protect. Merle sighed having a feeling what she had meant by that, he had seen the way her hand went to her stomach and he half wondered if Daryl knew yet that Avery was carrying his child.
He doubted though that he did, because if Daryl knew there was no chance in hell Daryl would have left with him. Hell, if Daryl knew he'd be actively trying a bit harder to fight Phillip and maybe if Daryl knew he'd realize he wouldn't need Merle anymore because he had another blood relative in the world. Someone who wouldn't leave him or abandon him. Someone who in a matter of months would depend on him alone.
It was probably best Daryl didn't know yet. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Hershel who had came down to Merle's cell after the talk with Rick and the others, stopped in his tracks at the door as he watched Merle working on the knife at the end of his stump, trying to make it sharper more than likely.
Merle who had heard footsteps, looked up from what he was doing, a task he had started after finishing the lunch that Avery had brought him. "You're the farmer, Hershel," he stated as he looked at the old man, standing in the entry way of his cell.
"And you're the black sheep Merle," Hershel stated as he looked down at Merle, seeing Merle eyeing his stump that he had as well.
"How'd you lose it?" Merle asked curiously.
"I was bit," Hershel answered being honest with the man.
"Bit?" Merle questioned as he took in that answer. "You hack it off yourself?"
"No," Hershel said as he went farther into the cell, laying his crutches against it as he sat down. "Rick did."
Merle rolled his eyes at that answer, "Awful kindly of him," he said in a fake nice tone.
"Saved my life, gave me more time with my girls," Hershel said as he looked at Merle. "Gave you more time with your brother. Can't put a price on that."
"Can't put a price on anything anymore," Merle said knowing everything was kind of precious now days.
After Merle's words, Hershel reached into the pocket of his pants, pulling out a bible. "Found this in one of the cells," he stated as he opened it. "Lost more than the good book there for awhile. Lost my way," he sighed as he went silent for a bit before reciting a scripture. "And if your right hand offends you, cut it off, cast it from you. For it is profitable that one of your members shall perish..."
"And not that thy whole body should be cast into hell. Matthew five, twenty-nine and thirty," Merle finished as he looked at Hershel dead in the eye. "Woodbury had a mighty fine library. One of the only things I miss about it," he admitted honestly as he gave a small shrug of his shoulders. "When the Governor returns he is going to kill me first...Michonne, my brother, then your girls, Glenn, Carl, Taylor, the baby...whoever else is left. He'll save Rick for last so he can watch his family and friends die ugly. That's who you're dealing with," he nodded his head letting Hershel know what Phillip could really be like. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Phillip smiled to himself as he stood outside of the town hall, looking at everyone who had gathered there on his orders.
"This is Mrs. McLeod, she's the one with arthritis," Milton spoke as Phillip came to a stop in front of an old woman.
Giving the old woman a smile, Phillip took her hands in his, "Well, thank you dear, but, we'll find another way you can help us," he told her knowing there was no way she could be able to fight with his army.
Letting go of her hands he walked on to the next person, a teen aged boy and when he got to him, he heard Andrea pipe up from where she stood with Karen behind him.
"Noah's asthmatic."
"You ever shoot a gun, son?" Phillip asked as he raised an eyebrow figuring even being an asthmatic that he he still could fight.
Noah looked at the Governor feeling a bit nervous, "I had a BB gun once. My mom took it away."
"Well, you're gonna learn from the best," Phillip smiled as he patted Noah on the back before turning to look at Andrea and Karen briefly. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Avery who had went back to her cell, paused slightly in the doorway as she found Daryl laying on the bottom bunk. To say she hadn't been expecting to see him here would be a lie. She half expected they'd run into each other eventually but she wasn't sure if she was ready for it now.
"You trying to scare me or something?" Avery asked a bit harshly as she walked farther inside, shutting the sheet behind her so that no one could see them.
"Figured this was the only way you'd talk to me," Daryl said honestly, watching as she walked to the end of the bed and sat down. "You've been avoiding me since I came back."
Rolling her eyes Avery looked down, away from him, "You left me," she stated a bit harshly. "I mean I get why but you still left me," she said as she finally looked back at him. "Did you expect me to come running back into your arms after that?" she asked as she shook her head. "I needed to be angry for a bit longer and I was..maybe still am but I am glad you came back," she told him honestly as she chewed her lip when they locked eyes.
"To what?" Daryl asked after she had spoken, not exactly sure what he had came back too.
"This is our home," Avery said knowing that the prison now was there home and it would end up being where they started their family.
"This is a tomb," Daryl stated pretty sure this was more of a death sentence than anything else.
Going silent at that Avery just shrugged as she slowly maneuvered herself so that she was laying down beside Daryl, "Maybe it is," she conceded before falling silent for a bit as her mind went to Merle. "He's your brother, but he's not good for you," she told him as she kissed his cheek softly. "Don't let him bring you down. After all, look how far you've come," she whispered though her words seemed to make them both laugh a short while later as the reality set in that they were in a prison and maybe that really wasn't the best choice of words given that, given how things could have turned out had the world not gone to shit and he kept following Merle around like a lost puppy.
When Daryl eventually turned his head to look at her though, Avery gave him a tiny smile before she leaned in, kissing him on his lips softly though as the kiss progressed it turned from soft to an almost fevered like kiss. A kiss they hadn't shared in a few days because of his absence and choosing to leave her behind.
Biting down on his bottom lip, Avery couldn't help but moan out softly as she moved so that she was on top of him and the moment she felt situated she moaned out again as their hips connected and a part of her knew then where this was going. They were going to have sex and it kind of made her nervous because it would be the first time since she had found out she was pregnant and she was afraid he'd be able to tell somehow and maybe she should have told him already but she was nervous and she wasn't sure now was the best time anyway, not with a possible war looming over their heads. She'd tell him when she thought the threat was gone.
Pulling away from the kiss briefly Avery felt a blush forming on her cheeks as she slid her shirt off, feeling Daryl's eyes on her as the shirt landed on the floor.
"Problem?" she asked him softly before leaning down to kiss him again, feeling his hands resting on her stomach and the nervous feeling still remained because again, what if he noticed a difference even if there was no visible bump yet?
"Maybe just a bit," Daryl replied into the kiss as he moved his hands away from her stomach, letting them go up to her bra which he worked to remove off of her in a hurry. "Pretty sure it's something you could help me with," he told her as he pulled away, watching as her bra fell off her. Leaving her topless on top of him and he wasn't sure what it was but he swore she had a certain glow about her that she didn't have before.
Avery gave him a skeptical look as she playfully moved her hips down into his and she smirked when she heard him moan, "Oh yeah," she replied as she let her own hands go to the button down shirt he had on and she began to undo the buttons. "I think I can help you with that problem I feel in your pants," she teased him as she leaned down to kiss his exposed skin. "Unless of course that's just a gun in your pants and you forgot to tell me," she winked as she looked up at him before finishing undoing his shirt.
Once she was done with the buttons she pushed the shirt off him, letting it go to the floor with her clothes and then she let her lips attach themselves to his neck. "Going to show you how much I missed you," she whispered out on his skin, letting her breath hit it slightly. "Make you never want to leave me again."
Moaning at Avery's actions, Daryl let his eyes fall closed as his hips moved up into hers again. "I think you've already got me half never wanting to leave you again," he voiced as his words got a bit caught in his throat but they were true. He never did want to leave her again, not when she made him feel this good. She was the only one who could and she was the only one he wanted to make him feel like this.
"Nah, I've just got you half hard," Avery mused as she nipped at the skin on Daryl's neck before reaching down to undo his jeans and after they were undone, she lifted up pushing them down along with his boxers and then quickly taking off her own pants and underwear before straddling him again, his cock right at her entrance. "But I do think you never will leave me again. At least not by your choosing."
After saying that she slowly moved down on him which caused them both to moan and she stayed still on him for a few minutes, wanting to savor the feeling of him being inside of her. It was something she had missed and something she probably wouldn't have done again had he not came back. Avery really couldn't have seen herself with anyone else but him anymore. He was it for her in the end and somehow she could only hope that she was it for him too.
"Now be quite as I ride you until we're both sore," Avery muttered out before letting her lips find their way back to his as she began to move on him.
Kissing Avery back, Daryl had wanted to reply back, teasing her but as she began to move on him any words he may have had all died because of how good this felt so instead he just let his eyes fall shut as he soon began to move with her. He did know that at the moment they did have to be silent since it was the middle of the day and everyone they knew was awake and could hear them if they were close enough but Daryl still felt that their time on the road had let them master the art of being as silent as possible during sex.