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Salvation	By : madnad Category: S through Z > The Walking Dead Views: 8392 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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"Wake up, sleepy-head."
Lilith woke with a start, for a brief moment disoriented. Harsh light streamed through the dirty windows cruelly seeking her retinas. She vaguely registered a face looming to her left before her eyes wilfully closed. Daryl.
She screwed her eyes tight, blinked hard, then opened them wide convinced he wouldn’t be there, that he was nothing more than a ghost of her dream.
He chuckled at her. "Not a morning person I see." He gave her a quick kiss, and she remained frozen as the haze of sleep left her and the delicious memories of the night before returned. She stretched languidly, and wrapped her arms around his neck. He allowed her to kiss him briefly before prizing her arms away and knelt up.
She pouted, and he laughed again. God, he looked beautiful. I bet I look a mess, she thought in a sudden panic, raking her nails through her dark locks and trying to smooth her wild hair.
"C'mon. We've got work to do," he tilted his head towards the door.
She sat up. "What work?"
"Mouths to feed, remember? We need to go huntin'"
Lilith sighed. She enjoyed keeping busy, and actually relished the opportunity hunting gave her to be free of the prison. The food that she provided for the group made her feel good knowing that she was contributing to this small community. But today, this morning, she wished she could be selfish and take time just for her.
At least she would be spending the day with Daryl.
"I need to go back to my room first. I need to grab a bra. I can't run around all day in the woods with these puppies bouncing around," she explained, as she teasingly grabbed her breasts. She was pleased to note that Daryl's jaw dropped at the sight, but cool as ever, he quickly pretended to ignore her and started to get dressed.
"See if there's any food we can take with us. There's some good fishin' near the coast south east of here. We could camp out an' wait until dusk as it’s a good spot for 'gators too."
Her eyes widened. "Alligators! We're gonna hunt alligators?"
"Yup. You ever eaten 'gator? It's tasty."
"No, I haven't. I've never even seen one outside a zoo," she confessed bewildered, as she finished fastening her jeans.
"You go get whatever it is you need," and he waved a pointed finger in the general vicinity of her chest. "I'll go get the equipment we need, and meet you out back."
Lilith headed down the stairs after him, and unapologetically watched his ass as he veered off towards one of the outbuildings they stored the equipment they had salvaged. In her cell, Lilith quickly found a bra, and changed into a fresh vest, then decided to change into clean underwear and black cargo pants. Just as she was fastening her knife to her belt, Amy arrived.
"Ahhh," she exclaimed. "There you are!" She grabbed some text books off her bunk. "I was beginning to worry where you were. I was this close to telling Rick you were missing."
"I'm sorry, Amy. I didn't think," she placed a hand briefly on her room-mates shoulder. "I should have told you not to worry but… well, to be honest, I wasn't sure if I would be back or not myself, but things went… pretty well." Lilith couldn’t help grinning like a fool, as she watched the realisation dawn on Amy's face.
"Nooooo!" the younger woman exclaimed excitedly, then quickly covered her mouth as Lilith shushed her. "Did you spend the night with Daryl?" she asked quieter.
Lilith nodded, and the two women giggled conspiratorially. Lilith felt like a teenager confessing details of her first kiss. "Please don’t say anything to anyone, Amy. I don’t want this to be a topic for discussion. I get the impression Daryl wouldn’t like that."
"I doubt he would," Any nodded. "I know how private he is." She looked carefully into her Lilith's eyes, then said, "Wait a sec."
Amy pulled a small case from under the bunk and rummaged through it. She handed Lilith several small yellow boxes with Ortho Cyclen written on them. Lilith blushed.
"I have prophylactics if you prefer?" offered the young trainee doctor.
"No, no. This is fine," she answered hastily. "Thank you."
Amy nodded. "Not sure we're ready to cope with pregnancies. It could be a death sentence at the moment."
Lilith thought about the stories she had heard surrounding Rick's late wife, and realised she had been foolish. She hugged her friend. "Thank you," she said sincerely.
Amy handed her another couple of tablets. "You might want to take these first. Morning after pills. Just in case."
Lilith quickly took one of the pills, and pocketed the other for later. "I'm going hunting, and we'll be away overnight, so don't worry about me," she told Amy. "I'll let Rick know." She grabbed her bow, a small rucksack, and headed out.
"Be careful!" Amy called after her.

In the kitchen, Lilith found Beth feeding Judith. She pointed her towards some sourdough bread that had been baked the day before, which she dropped into her bag. She filled a canteen with clean water, and lastly grabbed a half jar of peanut butter.
"Do you know where Rick is?" she asked the young woman.
"I think he is in his cell," she answered with a smile. "I think Judith kept him and half the block up last night."
Lilith made her way into the cell block and to the end cell where Rick was laid on the bottom bunk.
"Knock knock," she said, feeling bad at disturbing him.
"Hey, Lilith," answered the deputy. He looked tired, and she felt doubly remorseful to interrupt him. "What can I help you with?"
Her heart warmed to this man who had so many burdens but still the first words out of his mouth was 'how can I help'.
"Nothing, I'm fine, thank you. I just wanted to say that Daryl and I are off hunting, and that we will be away overnight. Just thought I should inform someone."
"Yes, that's good. And thank you for everything you do, it's appreciated."
"Oh, that's ok," she laughed.
"I mean it. You're a real asset. I'm pleased that you've fitted in so well, and everyone seems to like you. Especially Daryl."
"No thanks needed, honestly," she replied, blushing. "Er… I best go." Lilith scurried away before any more questions surround her relationship with Daryl came up. Relationship? Is that what we have? She pondered. She honestly wasn’t sure. As usual, Daryl kept her guessing.
She left the building and saw Glenn talking to Daryl.
"Just make sure the trip is worthwhile. We're running low on fuel."
"Don't worry I will, little man," Daryl answered flatly. Glenn didn’t seem bothered by Daryl's tone. He was used to it. They had spent long enough in each other's company and saved each other's lives enough times that they were comfortable with their individual traits.
Lilith was sure she saw Daryl's mouth twitch in the hint of a smile when he spotted her, and it made her stomach flutter.
"Ready?" he asked.
"Yep," she smiled as she climbed into the passenger side. She looked over her shoulder at what he had put in the back as she added her bow to the pile. Daryl's crossbow and a couple of semi-automatic pistols lay next to a box of rounds. Along with the weapons, she could see some fishing rods and tackle, nets, a short shovel, some plastic sheeting, tarpaulin and a couple of blankets, plus a few other things she couldn’t distinguish under the pile.
"No tent?" she asked him as he climbed in.
"We won't need one, but if we do we've got the tarp," he grumbled, not hiding that he obviously felt it had been a stupid question.
Lilith just shrugged and rolled her eyes.
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