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I woke up to screaming in the middle of the night and I quickly shot out of bed grabbing for Sophia. "Momma," she whined when I wrapped my arms around her. "Shh Soph it's okay," I said while running my hand through her hair. I looked over at Daryl.

"Okay, I want you to stay up here. I'm going to help," Sophia barely nodded. I quickly followed Daryl down the ladder and I was met by a worried looking Lori in the hallway. "Get Sophia with you guys," I said while running down the hall behind Daryl.

By the time we had made it outside we saw the men standing over a body. I felt my heart stop when I saw Dale lying on the ground. "What happened?" I asked while dropping to my knees beside him. Hershel was on the other side of him checking for God knows what.

"We were taking watch and he slipped off the roof," Glenn said. I took his hand in mine and squeezed it gently. "It's okay, Dale. You're going to be okay," I looked up at Hershel who was shaking his head. Hershel stepped back and motioned for us to follow him.

"He has internal bleeding and he's not going to make it. He'll choke on his own blood before we can do anything," he said. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I knew it was Daryl's. I quickly shrugged him off not wanting to be touched. My whole body was numb.

I walked back over and dropped down beside Dale. "I'm so sorry," I whispered. Dale struggled to talk. "I know I know. Just do it so I can go be with my wife." I felt myself crying harder. I gave him one last hug before pulling back and picking up my crossbow.

I looked away as I pulled the trigger and then I heard a sickening squish. "Don't look," Daryl said gruffly while trying to pull me away. I had dropped my crossbow at this point. "Don't look," he said again. I pushed him off and felt my hand connect with his cheek before stalking off into the woods.

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*Daryl's POV*

I could feel the stinging on my cheek knowing that she had gotten me good. I looked over to see that they were all staring back at me. I spit on the ground before hitching my crossbow over my back. "Go watch Sophia. I'll go get Emery," I said before following the way Em went.

Tracking her wasn't difficult and I caught to her easily, the woman was moving swiftly through the woods. "Emery!" I shouted angrily, not getting a response from her. She just kept moving, basically leading me on a pointless trek just so she could run away from her problems.

I wanted to smack her as hard as she had smacked me, but I refrained, the infuriating woman was continuing to storm off. As mad as I was with her right now, I hated to say that I was more concerned for her safety, knowing that she didn't have her wits about her right now.

"Hey!" I snapped, seeing her retreating figure continue without any signs of stopping. "Emery. Damn it! Don't ya fucking walk away from me!" "Or what? What the fuck are you gonna do?" Emery had whirled around to face me now, her fingers tensing to pull the large hunting knife on her hip.

I glared at her, my blue eyes colder now that usual. "Ya better quit fucking baiting me or you're gonna make me do something real stupid. Ya can't keep storming off every time ya get mad or upset! Ya don't know what the fuck is out here!" I yelled at her.

"I've had about enough of you telling me what I can and cannot do!" Emery shouted bitingly, the heat rising in her cheeks the madder she got. "I'm not just some dumb bitch you can order around, you redneck hick! I can shoot I can fight and I can hunt! I saved this entire group's ass and yours as well! So who are you to talk to me in the way that you do?"

I knew this was just pent up from multiple occasions. She was just letting it all out. "The only one who gave a damn to come after ya, ya crazy bitch!" my voice was gruff and I knew she could the anger in my words, but they were buried real deep underneath something she knew well: worry.

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*Emery's POV*

"Ya think cause I tell ya not to do something and boss ya or try and keep ya from going on a run that I'm just some chauvinist pig? Hell no, Emery," he barked stepping closer to me. I could feel my heart starting to beat harder and faster from how close he was.

"I look at ya and I see Sophia. You're her momma and ya can't keep acting without thinking about her! What the fuck is she gonna do without ya, huh? What the fuck am I-," I eyed him as his words died on his lips, the grungy hunter taking that same step back to put some space between us and smirking coldly.

"But I guess that don't matter much, does it? The kid, the group- nah, none of that shit matters to ya Emery, as long as ya get to do what ya want, right? Think about somebody else other than your fucking self for once!" I could feel the rage coming off of him.

"I can't! I think about somebody- care about somebody- and I lose them! And damn it, I ain't about to lose anybody else! I just lost Dale. I'm not going to lose you, Sophia, or Merle next! I just can't!" I flung my words at him, tears were brimming in my eyes as I paced in a circle.

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*Daryl's POV*

I watched her for a moment before moving to wrap my hands around the tops of her arms. She stilled at my touch. "Don't.....do that," I muttered, swallowing as my fingers moved to swipe at her eyes. Now that I had her compliant and still- for a moment at least- I moved to stroke her cheek. My eyes flickered up to meet her gaze.

"Ya know, I'm sorry about everything. I didn't mean anything by it and I just love you so fucking much. I don't want anything to happen to you," I whispered. "And I'm sorry about slapping you," Emery murmured in reply, moving to graze her fingers over my gently swelling cheek. "But I'd do it again."

I rose up when her fingers fell away, unsure of what to say. I turned to start heading back towards the cabin before having a shoulder smashed into my side. I spun around to face Emery once more. "What the hell are ya doing girl-," "For once Daryl, just shut the fuck up and let me do this."

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*Emery's POV*

I smashed my lips to his; my hands fisted his shirt to keep him there as I took control of the situation. I drug my nails down his chest and heard him growl into my mouth, feeling calloused fingers pressing into the small of my back. I had missed this.

Not one to be manhandled, Daryl picked me up off my feet and moved to take me to the ground, making sure to be careful with me. There was no more expressed consent or agreement between us, not when we both knew exactly how the night was going to end- neither of us was going to end this moment, not yet; we could at least have this one night. Our first night in a while to give in to it all.

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*Third person POV*

Daryl pulled his bow off of his back and placed it just above her head, taking her knife from its holster and stabbing it into the earth near her left hand, just in case she needed it. "Don't stab me, alright woman?" She smirked and started pulling his knife out as well, discarding it just out of their current reach. "Wouldn't dream of it."

He attacked her mouth again, one hand digging into the grass as the other tangled in her curls. This feeling of his body against hers was driving her mad. Emery gripping at his backside and wrapping her legs around him. However, Daryl only yanked her from around him promptly, settling back on his knees to work her belt off.

When he found it resistant, he snatched the closest knife to him without really thinking about it and cut through the leather, seeing her eyes- clouded with lust- turning on him angrily. "I'll give you mine," Daryl grunted in consolation, curling his fingers around the waistband of her jeans and proceeding to yank them off of her.

The stiff fabric scraped at the sensitive skin of her thighs and she hissed through her teeth, seeing Daryl move to kiss the abrasions. Emery let out a groan and moved to pull off her shirt, knowing that she didn't have any undergarments on because she had been sleeping. She watched as he smiled and stripped as well, naked in all of his rugged glory before her.

He drank her in with his eyes, taking in every raised abrasion and 'blemish' on her flesh, licking his lips hungrily. Daryl's faze fell on her hand as she beckoned him forward with a finger, her voice soft and husky. "Come here, Daryl," He did as she said, but kept a hand between them, kissing her roughly.

Emery arched up and against his body as she felt his fingers against her, teasing her, making sure that she was ready for him. Then he splayed her legs, fitting himself into the cradle of her hips and in the same movement, pushing inside of her with a grunt. She cried out and he moved to let his lips hover over hers, panting quietly.

"Shh, shh, shh. Don't do that Em; chances are we ain't alone out here," Daryl growled out against her mouth before raising up from her body, his eyes smoldering as he looked at her. She felt like heaven, her warmth wrapping around him in an intensely inviting manner- he never wanted to be apart from her after this.

Emery bit down on her bottom lip the next time he thrust into her, her fingers pressing into his back and she could feel the scars. He rammed into her almost violently, only wanting to be closer, only wanting to be deeper. She kept making a little choking sound in the back of her throat, her arms wrapping around him and pulling him against, burying her face in his neck.

Daryl only tightened the hold he had on her hair, breathing into her ear, feeling her hips roll against his. She looked up at the changing sky above their sweaty bodies, fighting to keep her eyes open as she realized that there had never been anyone like Daryl Dixon before in her life.........and that there would never be anyone after.

Emery wrapped her hand around his hardened bicep, moving to dig her teeth into his flesh as he took her earlobe in between his teeth. "Jesus." Their skin slapped roughly together and she bucked her hips towards his before flipping him over onto his back with relative ease, Daryl looking up at her in confusion. Then he laughed, the first genuine, free laugh she had ever heard from him, Emery grinning at the fact that she could do that for him.

He grabbed her hips and hitched her higher up on his waist before pulling her back down, seeing her rise up almost immediately. Emery braced her hands on his chest and slammed her hips repeatedly into his, watching as his eyes darkened and grew heavy, the male allowing her to do as she pleased.

She came undone on top of him, her body tightening up around him, Daryl smirking triumphantly. They paused for a moment- rather, he let her catch her breath and gave her one last moment control- before he put her once more on her back.

Emery heard his breathing quicken and closed her eyes, clinging to his body as he took her. Already, she felt rubbed raw by his body, from her thighs to her neck where his scruff kept bumping against her, but took it all in stride. "Say my name," he demanded gruffly, panting as he stared down at where their bodies met and became one.

Emery opened her eyes to look at him, still attempting to catch her breath, "Daryl." He pounded into her a few more times before she called his name again, looking up to see him worrying with his lip again and doing his best to bring her around again.

"Daryl, oh God!" He drove into her hard enough to make her claw the ground for leverage, feeling her tighten around him again as he spilled his seed within her. Daryl realized belatedly that he probably shouldn't have done that, then he remembered she couldn't have children.

Somehow he couldn't bring himself to care after that- he didn't give a shit about anything right about then. He fell forward onto her chest, his head resting on her breast as he felt the rising and falling rhythm of her breathing. Daryl left feather-light kisses linger on her collarbone before running his tongue over her, trying to taste every inch of her skin.

"Ow," Emery was uncomfortable with Daryl's full weight of her, feeling a pleasant ache starting to settle within her bones. He grunted and moved to lay on his back, exhaling through a chuckled as they laid side by side.

Of course Emery hadn't forgotten about what was waiting for her back at the cabin and the sex in retrospect, hadn't made her feel any better. It had only taken her mind off of everything for a moment, but what had changed, was the fact that Daryl had done it.

He had come right after her with little thought to his own safety, risking life and limb to make sure that she was safe. And Emery knew she was, knew that she was safe with him. "Thank you." He chuckled softly, moving to fold his hands underneath his head as he closed his eyes.

"Ya thanking me for putting the moves to ya, girl?" Emery sighed and shook her head, rubbing her neck lightly. "No, and you know that's not what I'm thanking you for Daryl," she replied quietly, the hunter falling silent from the tone in her voice.

After a moment, he threw out an arm to her, jerking his chin towards it wordlessly. Emery moved to rest her head on his bicep, aligning her body to his and sighing. "I don't want to go back." "We don't have to," Daryl said in response, letting his hand stroke her throat and chest lazily.

He knew she wasn't ready to go back and face her demons, and he as well, wasn't ready to go back to the way things were. He knew enough about Emery to know that she didn't take stuff like this lightly and that he was still trying to get used to it.

"But if we stay any longer, we'll just have to be prepared to sleep it out. Ain't no point in stumbling around in the darkness tonight if we stay here...and ya should keep close for a while- it might be cold tonight." Thinking about how much time they had to spare, Emery rolled so that she was able to kiss his chest, smirking to herself to herself.

"This is kinda romantic, me and you underneath the trees, all naked and such.." he cracked a smile, knowing that she was only teasing, finally starting to feel his body returning to normal after being with her. "Don't ya start." Daryl warned before sighing, swallowing quietly.

Normally, Daryl fancied himself a real cut and dry person, but when it came to Emery, he found that he couldn't think...right. If anyone else had pulled the shit she did earlier, he wouldn't have given it a second thought and he sure as hell wouldn't have left the safety of the cabin to go after them.

But like he had begrudgingly admitted, he cared about her and he only wanted her safe and alive' yet, it wasn't about her...their kid- not completely. The two of them had grown close in the time they had been together since the apocalypse had begun.

In all honesty, he'd also become very close to the girl as well and there was a part of Daryl, a tiny, still human part all the way in the back of his mind, that wanted that life. But he could never tell her that; he'd just keep it cool and casual, because after all, who would want a man like him anyway?

As if she was reading his mind, Emery propped herself up on an elbow and stroked his stubble, her eyes searching his. "I love you and I hope you don't think that I'm done with you yet, Dixon. I don't know what I would do without you." Daryl swallowed a little. "I love you."

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Okay, so this chapter is a little crazy and a little long. I always thought there was still some pent up aggression between Daryl and Emery whether it was really shown or not. They seemed to want to love each other but they were still being stubborn and they both push each other away when they're hurt. It flips POVs a lot but I figured it would be the way to show it differently between both of them. I hope you guys enjoyed the chapter and I hope that it wasn't too confusing! Don't expect all chapters too be this long I just really felt that this chapter was needed to get over the small yet large hump in their relationship. Daryl's hurt, Emery's hurt but they both need each other desperately.

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