No Rest For the Wicked ~ A Walking Dead Fan Fiction

Chapter 12: Burn Baby Burn

Chapter Twelve 

Burn Baby Burn 

Third Person

Daryl woke up to the smell of coconut and alcohol. He rubbed his pounding head, everything coming back to him as he sat up and saw the half empty bottle of rye and black lacy panties on the coffee table. Kate was still passed out on the other end of the couch, her long bare legs extending across the middle cushion. It occurred to him that Elsie was going to wake and Kate wouldn't be there. 

"Hey." He flicked one of her feet but she didn't respond in the slightest. He stood up slowly to appease his hangover before shaking her shoulder. "Goldielocks, wake up." Not to his surprise she still didn't stir. The girl had been pretty tanked last night and was knocked out cold. He wrapped his arms under her knees and shoulders, picking her up where she hung like a doll in his arms. He was reminded of the vatos except now her head was cradled in his shoulder like a child instead of hanging down like a sacrifice. He awkwardly managed to open the door and found what was supposed to be her room where Elsie was still asleep on the pull out couch. He deposited the girl in his arms down next to her and slipped out. Back in his room he took another drink from the bottle then sprawled out across the couch and passed out again. 

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Eric lay awake on the couch in his own room. He couldn't stop thinking about Kate. He'd been harbouring a massive crush on the bombshell since their first days in camp and when she'd come on to him last night it had seemed too good to be true. Turned out it was, but he still couldn't stop thinking about it and her; that little scar on her lip, the feel of her body against his, the colour her eyes turned when she was stimulated. He sighed as his pajama pants tightened in response to his thoughts. 

"Rise and shine! T's making eggs, come on!" Olivia stuck her head in his door, the beam of light making him squeeze his eyes shut. 

"Alright, be right there." He groaned. Olivia shut the door and made her way into the kitchen where most of the others were already sitting eating.  

"Smell's good." She observed as she took a seat. 

"Where'd all this come from?" Rick asked as T-dog served up. 

"Jenner. He thought we could use it." Lori explained, opening some Advil for him. "Some of us, at least." Lori smiled at Glenn, who was bent over his plate holding his head in his hands. 

"Don't ever ever ever let me drink again." Glenn moaned. 

"I second that." Kate agreed, walking in with Elsie on her heels. Kate went straight for the coffee as Elsie plunked down next to Glenn, giving him a curious look which he didn't notice. When Kate returned to the table, sitting on Glenn's other side, Rick handed them both pills which they eagerly swallowed, taking turns with Kate's coffee. 

"Hey." Shane greeted everyone as he walked in, also going right for the coffee. 

"Hey."  

"Feel as bad as I do?" 

"Worse." Rick grunted humorously.  

"The hell happened to you?" T-dog asked as Shane turned back to the table. "Your neck?" He emphasized.  

"I must have done it in my sleep." Shane muttered. 

"Done what?" Eric asked, strolling in followed shortly by Daryl. 

"Scratched his neck." Penny told him as he dropped down at the table next to her. His hand automatically went to his own neck where he'd found a trail of hickeys this morning. He'd popped up the collar on his flannel but it only half hid them. Looking at Kate he saw she bore the same marks though made no effort to hide them. She probably didn't know she had them as it looked like she hadn't even combed her hair yet. The fact that she was one of those people who didn't look dishevelled in the morning, more attractively rumpled like she'd just gotten out of bed- specifically someone else's bed- didn't help.