A collection of short scenes, drabbles and one-shots. Mainly centered around Carol and Daryl.
Written for the USS-Caryl Bloody Valentine's day Challenge 2015. 'She noticed a small folded piece of paper on her pillow. She stared at it with curiosity before she picked it up and unfolded it. It was a page ripped from a magazine. A poem or songlyrics were printed on it. Carol didn't know the song, but the words filled her with warmth.'
It was just a standard supply run, nothing more, nothing less. A few miles away from camp was a big department store which seemed pretty untouched. Imagine the treasures they could delve up there? Medicine and formula of course, but also toiletries, clothing, hunting and fishing gear, maybe ammunition. But what the f*** happened? The women go out on a run by themselves.
'Okay, goodnight then." and he started to turn around. "Wait," Carol said in a soft voice. "Can you please stay? I don't want to be alone." Set after Coda. What do people need to love and grow?
"I know, nothing has been easy in a long while, has it?" Daryl said staring across the lake. "Yeah," Carol exhaled "it hasn't."
'You're alright?, "she said eying Daryl's red ears. "fine,"he grumbled. Got some rabbits, left them with Sasha to clean them. Damn, it's cold, thought I was used to that, but it's like hell froze over last night. "