That's the kind of man ya just allowed into yer body."
Carol glared up at Daryl with an incredulous, outraged look upon her face, as those words tumbled from his lips. "I don't believe this." She sputtered as she stepped back from his body.
Daryl watched as she withdrew from him, his heart shriveling inside of his chest. From the looks of it, she had finally come to her senses. It was just as well, though. No self respecting woman would want to tie herself up with a Dixon.
"You idiot!" she shouted, hardly able to believe the words that had come out of his mouth. "Do you remember who I was married to? That's the kind of baggage that I'm carrying around! Even before Ed, my life was no ...view middle of the document...
This man had so much faith in her. "And then you came along, Daryl." she whispered achingly. "What you did for my baby...I'll always be thankful for that."
She stepped forward and placed her palms on his cheeks, raising his eyes to hers. "You're my man of honor, Daryl Dixon." She murmured as she smoothed her thumbs over his cheekbones. "The past is for learning from and letting go. We can't revisit it." She whispered softly. "We have to let it go."
Daryl looked down at her and gently smiled, wrapping an arm around her waist. He raised a thumb and wiped away the tear that was escaping down her cheek. "What did I ever do ta deserve ya?" He asked her softly.
Carol giggled softly and laid her head upon his chest. She sighed as he wrapped her up in his arms. "Just lucky, I guess." She hummed.
Daryl felt as if a weight had been lifted from his chest as if it had never been. Suddenly, he felt like laughing. "I love ya so much I'm half crazy with it." He murmured. He swallowed hard before continuing. "I know we can't exactly... have a wedding with the way tha world is now and all, but would ya...what would ya think about...I dunno, maybe us marrying? Ya know, just us...no one else...sayin' words between us..." He stumbled over his words.
Carol's heart stuttered to a stop....