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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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He dozed off for a little, content just to lie with Lilith in his arms. When he roused a short time later, he saw the moon had fully risen. It was time for action.
Gently he shook Lilith, who was breathing slow and heavy as she slept.
"Wake up," he murmured and kissed her forehead.
"Hmm!" she sat up with a start, staring at him with bleary eyes. Daryl's eyes were drawn to her naked breasts as they jiggled, and he briefly considered changing his plans, but he had a responsibility.
"Time to get us some 'gator."
The clarity came back to Lilith's eyes as it sank in what he had said. "Now?" she squeaked in alarm, reaching for her clothes.
"Yup, it's best to catch 'em while it's still dark. The cooler temperatures mean they are more lethargic." He chuckled when she looked nervous. "It's ok. I've done this a bunch of times. Follow my lead, and you'll be fine, girl."

They left most of the gear by their makeshift camp.
Lilith reached for her bow. "That ain't gonna be no use against a 'gator," he laughed. "You'll need this," and he handed her one of the pistols.
"But you've got yours," she pouted.
"Mine's a crossbow, darlin'. It packs more of a punch." He held out a bolt for her to examine. "Plus, with these field point tips, I stand a chance of penetrating the skull."
Lilith examined the tips which looked like bullets. "But I don't know how to use a gun," she complained.
"It's loaded and the safety is off, so it's ready to go. Just point, and squeeze. OK?"
She nodded nervously. "How will we find one?" she whispered as they stepped away from the light of the fire, and clutched onto his arm apprehensively.
Daryl took a small but powerful torch out of the small pocket on his thigh, and waved it at her. "Their eyes will reflect the torchlight like cats, but it'll be red."
"What do I do if they try and attack us? Can I outrun it?"
He chuckled quietly. "They can run pretty fast on land for short spurts, but it's unlikely it will attack us. We're too big for prey, but it will act aggressively when cornered so stay clear of the teeth, and watch for the tail."
He smiled in the dark when he felt her hand that clutched his arm squeeze harder, and she walked so close to him their hips were bumping. He was glad she was here, and pride swelled his chest that she had agreed to do this. Alligator hunting was not for the faint of heart.
"It's slightly cooler at night, so they should be a little less lively," he reassured her.
Away from the firelight, the only light they had to navigate the grassland by was the light of the moon. As they got closer to what Daryl thought looked like a 'gator hole, he held up his hand for Lilith to stop.
He switched on the small torch and slowly moved closer, with Lilith creeping behind him. There was sound of movement ahead, and when he spun the beam of light towards the noise, the familiar glow of two red-orange eyes shone back at him. There was a head and snout visible above the water in the 'gator hole. Daryl estimated about eight inches was visible which meant an alligator of about eight feet.
He handed Lilith the torch, and whispered, "Keep the light shining in his eyes."
Daryl moved to the creatures' side, keeping about 10 feet away but between the alligator and the river. He aimed his crossbow at a point just behind the creatures jaw, a softer spot at the base of his thick skull. His pistol stuck out of the back of his waistband, ready to grab.
The first arrow pierced the creature's neck, and it thrashed and hissed in its hole. The creature was dying slowly, but in its agitated state it was dangerous. Daryl quickly reloaded and as the creature turned towards him, he shot straight for the skull. The large reptile froze and lay still.
"Is it dead?" Lilith squeaked jogging over.
He shot an arm out and stopped her getting closer. He pulled out his handgun and carefully approached the beast, its eyes staring dead ahead. He put the muzzle against its skull, leaned back so that he didn’t get any skull shrapnel on him, and fired.
"Now it is," he concluded.

Lilith held the torch and watched as Daryl quickly and efficiently trussed the animal with some rope and together they dragged it back to camp where they laid it on the tarpaulin, making the task of dragging to the vehicle much easier. Between them, they managed to lay it in the back, its head hanging over the end of the small truck and left it to bleed while they went back to the camp.
They stole a few more hours of sleep, wrapped together in a blanket, enjoying their solitude on the periphery of what remained of humanity. Just before dawn, they struck camp and with the smoked fish carefully wrapped in some plastic sheeting, headed back to the vehicle.
Lilith was almost disappointed to be heading back to the prison. Their trip had been like a small vacation. She was fairly confident that together they could survive without the rest of the group, but she knew that Daryl would never go for it. She had to confess that she would have missed them. Apart from Amy, the only person that she had really bonded with was Daryl but she really liked Maggie and Michonne , and she didn't want to let Rick down.
Their arrival back at the prison caused quite a stir as people gathered around to look at their kill. One of the old timers from Woodbury said he had experience in butchering an alligator, so the beast was man-handled inside. Between that and the fish, there was enough meat for at least a fortnight.
Lilith smiled with pride as people praised Daryl, and she knew he was pleased too even though he was clearly uncomfortable with the compliments.

Neither of them made any announcements about their relationship, but those that knew them well suspected. Daryl had received a few knowing looks and smiles from Glenn when he passed by the two of them. He thought about talking to Carol but wasn't sure how to begin the conversation. In the end, he didn't have to. Three days after they returned with the alligator, as he was about to leave from grabbing some supper, she quietly handed him one of the remaining bottles of Jamesons that she had hidden in the kitchen.
"For later," she had said quietly as she nodded her head in the direction of his tower when he looked at her questioningly. "You two deserve it. It's quite a feast you have given us, and… you two make a good team."
Her grey eyes looked sad, but there was a hint of a smile on her lips. Daryl stood up, and quickly bent forward and pecked her cheek wordlessly before returning his dishes to the kitchen. Lilith had been discrete, but she had spent every night since their return with him in the tower. He should have known that if anyone had noticed, it would have been Carol.
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