Author's note: It time to be back again with more glorious writing skills. Just kidding, though seriously this story was a long time in the making. I'm not sure how long this is going to be, but at least 5 chapters are planned. Warning that this was written on my iPhone because I've been doing some writing on my breaks at work. Sorry if you can tell. This is the second Glenn x Daryl story I've done! Hope you enjoy and please feel free to leave a review for me, I love you all.

I'm thinking next update will be up anytime between 10 days until two weeks from now. Sorry if you think that's a long time, but I've been way to busy with work. Working two jobs is not a good thing for your sanity. Take that advice to heart.

Disclaimer: The story is mine, though the characters and the universe are not.

In the beginning the world seemed to explode into a dangerous world of unknown ready to kill at the slightest weakness. That's when Daryl had met Glenn, that China-man was crazy and he let Daryl know it from the first moment. Daryl would never forget it either, not for as long as lived.

The Dixon brothers had stopped at a gas station, jacking anything they possibly could from it and filling up gas tanks as much as they could. Glenn had already been armed with a baseball bat and large eyes that screamed help me and something terrible happened to me. Daryl had taken one look at the eyes and thought to himself that he needed those to continue being around him. So Daryl had made quick work convincing his brother that the needed the skinny Korean; after all who better then to go find cigarettes for them then one who wouldn't smoke them all on the way back.

They had only spoke as far as introducing themselves, Glenn with a squeaked out and nervous "call me Glenn" and Daryl with a grunt and a soft "Daryl and my brother Merle." It wasn't very long of a conversation nor what you could call normal protocol. Glenn was hesitate to go with them though, so Daryl ended up sitting in the middle of the truck and pulling in Glenn after him. He locked the door with Glenn practically on his side and the Asian only tried for a few panicked seconds to open the door. Merle found the whole situation amusing and just laughed at the two of them like the prick that he was. Daryl was more then a little bit thankful that he never said anything about it though, he didn't need to be getting into a fight with Merle with all this shit going on around them.

Glenn never screamed just clawed at the door like a mad man. Though the door was generally hard to open already and Daryl might have locked it so the Asian could escape to begin with. Plus the fact that Glenn had no leverage to open the door as he was all but sitting in Daryl lap, he would have never been able to open the door. Daryl might have been sitting far closer to Glenn then Merle, but it was only because Merle always got irritate about space. Glenn never even tried clawing at Daryl though, never tried turning on him at all. It was strange how complacent the kid was with them, just up and accepting his fate like something a whole lot wore could have happened.

Daryl almost felt bad about dragging Glenn with them when he shivered and quietly whimpered as the truck started moving. Fuck, he probably should have asked the kid first, but God damn he has been acting fast. If they had left him behind he would be dead in a few days. He just wanted to make sure that those big eyes remained in this world. Fuck, he could just hear Merle making a joke about Daryl sexuality; he wasn't gay damn it! He just wasn't into the big ass or jugs that Merle seemed to drool over. And the Asian managed to calm down in just under an hour though, so Daryl called it a small victory.

And well if he let Glenn rest his head on his shoulder to get s few winks of sleep while they drove, it didn't mean he liked the kid or anything. It's just Daryl hadn't been able to sleep with the two of them since this started a few days ago and Glenn was alone. He probably hadn't had any sleep; or did the boy just recently get separated from a group? Did he have to watch the die horrible deaths and listen to screams while he ran away? Did those bigger then normal again eyes cry large tears for the people he lost? Daryl needed to stop stop thinking about all this shit, before he lost his fucking mind.

Daryl patted the kid on the head and tried not to move as he leaned farther into his shoulder while sleeping, he was kind of cute Daryl had to admit that much. Well cuter then Daryl had ever thought a guy could be at least and real light to. Glenn was practically sitting on his lap and Daryl barely even noticed any weight there. He let the kid snuggle his way across Daryl and pretty much under one of Daryl's arms. It was so innocent to see one do that in their sleep that Daryl almost thought he should turn away.

Merle was watching through the corner of his eyes and had an excretion on his face that not even Daryl recognized. And he was quite which worried Daryl a little bit not that he would ever admit that, but there were not many times when his older brother had been quiet. And nothing good had ever come from those times.

Merle was a bastard that came with a ticking timer, only a matter of time before he did something that earned him a punch in the face. Whether that punch be from some girl or Daryl himself, it came just the same. Though he could only hope that Merle would pick on him instead of Glenn cause the Asian didn't look like he was ready to have to punch a dangerous redneck in the face; if his escape attempt said anything about his personality. He'd probably just whimper no matter what Merle threw at him, maybe even shrink into himself.

That was alright because Daryl would just have to protect him if necessary. They drove on in silence for the longest time, ( the radio stations still work but were filled with news and screams) and it was a comfortable experience. Glenn only joined them in the world of the the awake when they hit a practically large bump after having to leave the road behind and start for a camping site. They had already decided that it would be easiest to defend while having all of the resources they needed.

The bump he mentioned before might have bounced Glenn face into his shoulder and into his lap; but he didn't really want to talk about it. Especially after the kid had shot up with a red blush immediately coming up on his face and stammered out words that Daryl was sure would have been an apology if he had been able to understand them. Now Daryl had a hard time thinking that that was anything but absolutely adorable.

Merle had made a comment about stopping soon so Daryl could have some alone time with his new girlfriend. Daryl was unfazed by the comment but Glenn looked embarrassed. He was called a chick after all, but Daryl knew very well that there was a million worse things that Merle could have said; his brother must have been in some kind of amazingly good mood? Either way it made Daryl uncomfortable, Merle had never been like this before and he had had far more change then he had wanted already in the past few days, his brother checking into the Lonnie bin was not also needed; or maybe one could call it checking out.

They stopped by a lake that had an few other cars and an old RV, Daryl wasn't thrilled about having many other people around; but new Merle was thinking about safety of numbers. He tended to use military training when in his right mind and not high on whatever he managed to get his hands on. Daryl put his hand on Glenn shoulder and ignore the squeak of surprise and leaned in closer then he should have and whispered a; "let me get out first." into Glenn's ear.

Daryl was barely out of the truck when a cop was pointing a shot gun in his face. This is why he hated neighbors.