Angel

Chapter Thirty-One: Daryl

Rick pulled the overloaded SUV into the yard. We had stuff on top of the car, sticking out the back, and coming out the windows. Looked like moving day back home. It took only a couple of minutes for people to start to come out to see what we had. Angel ran out of our trailer jumped into my arms wrapping her legs around my waist. I was glad I hadn't picked up my crossbow yet because that would have been awkward. She kissed me deeply and I responded immediately. I had missed her.

Angel tends to make me forget everything around me because it took Carol saying, "Get a room you two," for me to remember we were standing in the middle of the yard. I tried to ignore the people around us as I let her drop her feet down to the ground. Everyone I knew was looking at me in amusement. Kissing in public wasn't really my thing. See, she makes me do shit I don't normally do. "Help us unpack," I told her. That came out more like an order than a request. Didn't mean it like that way, just wanted the attention off me.

Angel stuck out her tongue at me before she started to untie the ropes attached to the chairs on top of the car. I just shook my head at her as I did the same. "What you guys got?" Michonne asked as she and Maggie joined us.

"Well," Rick started to say, "We were coming up with nothing at all scavenging. Everything was picked clean. Then we realized that the houses we were in had nice furniture and The Hilltop was in short supply of that thanks to the Saviors, so we brought some back. Figured, we should start to look for really anything we need these days."

"What plans do you have for it?" Maggie asked.

"I'll leave that up to you, but maybe one room may get a chair, another gets a bed frame or a dresser. Keep piece mealing it out until we don't need anymore. That way everyone benefits. Just a suggestion."

By now Aaron and Carl had started to take stuff out of the back with Angel giving them a hand. She was easily diving in to help and I appreciated that.

"That's a good way of distributing everything. Feeling more at home will help everyone settle in. Did you have anything in mind for yourself?"

"Nope. We're good," he said turning to Michonne. She nodded her agreement. I knew exactly what Rick was doing. He needed stuff as much as anyone else did, but he was going to wait. The others came first. I felt the same way, but Angel and me needed less.

The trailers had more stuff in them than the rooms in the mansion. Plus, a smaller size table or dresser was all that would fit. This stuff would fit in the house better anyway.

We unpacked the car while Maggie told everyone helping where to put each piece except the chairs. They were nice soft matching wingbacks. "Okay, one can go in Carol's room and the other will go in..."

"Your room," Michonne interrupted her.

"No, I'm fine," Maggie replied with a smile.

"The chair is going in your room." Rick's tone told her not to buck him on this.

Michonne put a hand on her friend's shoulder. "Maggie, you will need it with the baby. It's perfect for late night feedings and there will be a lot of those."

Before Maggie could argue anymore I picked up one side of the chair and Aaron did the other. "Where's her room?" I asked.

"I know it," Aaron said. We had it in her practically empty room before she even made it back inside.

Aaron said goodbye as headed back to his quarters and I went down the staircase two steps at a time. I walked quickly through the barren foyer and waited outside for Maggie to get to up the steps. She was moving slowly with one hand on her back. The pregnancy looked good on her, but she also looked pretty damn tired. She smiled at me when made it up.