A/N; I just don't know, I get these ideas and can't stop them from coming out. Its very OOC just so you know. That seems to be a pattern with me. Let me know what you think.

The sun was too bright, that was the first thing that Carol realized when she woke up. Also, she had a screaming headache, but that was no surprise because they had drank a lot the night before. She recognized the room as Maggie's guest room, she had spent enough time here to know where she was.

She knew the wall paper and the way the sun shined directly on the bed in the morning, and that there was Tylenol in the bathroom connected to this room and she needed it badly. She would kill for that Tylenol right now.

Right now her memory was really foggy, but she was pretty sure she wasn't alone. She went to move and realized she was sore, as in the 'I definitely got laid last night' type of sore.

That was a problem, because she didn't think it was her fiancée lying next to her. She wasn't going to open her eyes yet, though.

Then it would be real. She just wanted to try and remember it first before she made the next step to looking beside her.

She knew who it was anyway.

She and Ed had a fight last night and she threw her engagement ring at him and stormed off to her best friend's house, telling Ed she wouldn't be back until the next day. They fought quite a bit, but she knew he would have flowers for her and her favorite candy, like he always did. He would be waiting for her to come home whenever she cooled off.

She went to Maggie's every time they fought and he knew where she was, he would leave her alone and she always went back.

They had set the date and she had picked out her wedding dress already, she had made a big mistake last night. She had flounced out of their apartment in a rage because it was always the same thing with him. He didn't want her to work anymore and he wanted to start working on a family right after they got married.

She was twenty five years old, she didn't want children yet. She was just starting her own career and he wanted her to give that up.

Maggie had wanted to go out, so even though Carol wasn't one for bars they walked to the bar five blocks away from Maggie's house. Maggie said they were going to get drunk and forget their problems for a while. That sounded good to Carol.

They got to the bar and Tara was tending bar which meant they weren't paying full price. Tara, Maggie and Carol had gone to school together, but they didn't see much of each other since Carol moved to Atlanta to work at the hospital there.

That had been three years ago, and that's where she met her fiancé, he was a doctor, just like she wanted.

As they sat at the bar and looked around, Maggie complained that it was just the regular crowd until she zeroed in on the pool table. Her eyes lit up then and she leaned over to Carol.

There at the pool table was Merle Dixon, his younger brother Daryl and their two friends Axel and Martinez.

They hadn't seen them since high school, Merle even longer because he was a few years older than all of them. The rest, Daryl, Axel and Martinez had been in Maggie and Carol's grade, but they definitely did not socialize.

They knew each other, sure, but they ran in different circles all their lives.

Tara placed two tequila shots and salt and lime in front of her friends and Carol and Maggie each took the shot along with Tara.

"Well, things just got a whole lot more interesting." Maggie said.

"What, are you kidding me?" Carol said. "Those guys?"

"I have always had a thing for Merle and that raspy voice of his Carol." Maggie said jumping down from her bar stool.

She turned and looked at Carol.

"Come on, don't you want to have some fun?" Maggie said grabbing her hand. "Come on Carol lighten up."

And this was how she descended into the last circle of hell.

Maggie invited her to have some fun. Tara gave her discounted shots and she had the time of her life.

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Well that was just what they did Carol thought as she laid there in the bed. They had a good time alright, they got shitfaced. Shitfaced with Merle and Daryl, who they hadn't seen practically since high school.

Maggie was bold, walking right up to Merle and starting a conversation. That led to some drinks all around and then Axel and Martinez left a little before last call.

Maggie asked the Dixon brothers to walk them home, giving Merle a very obvious wink in the process. They were all feeling happy by that time and Tara cut the lights and started to lock the doors. Most of the customers were gone by that time and they wanted to see Tara to her car.

They all walked her out to her car and then, Daryl who maybe said ten words to her their whole high school career, and not many that night either, grabbed Carol and planted a kiss on her that made her knees go weak.

He made her knees actually go weak.

Merle cackled something about 'Get a room' and threw his arm around Maggie and started to walk towards Maggie's house.

Daryl and Carol followed and he was holding her hand. She didn't stop him and he was rubbing her knuckles with his thumb and that was just about driving her nuts.

He drove her nuts, for a good part of the night, she remembered as she opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling.

She went to roll over and banged into something hard, it was his back, he was laying on his stomach, head turned away from her. He had ink on his back, she hadn't known that, but why would she, she had never seen him without a shirt. Well, until last night she thought as she moved away towards her side of the bed.

"Watch it Carol." He grumbled into the pillow.

She pulled the blanket over herself and sat up slowly.

"What?" She said to him in a short curt voice.

"Aw, what's the matter princess?" He said sitting up. "Rough night?"

He pulled some of the blanket back over to himself.

"Don't hog the blankets its cold." He said.

"Don't call me princess."

"Ok, princess." He said smiling that wicked smile that was what got her into this in the first place.

His smile was all dimples and bad choices.

"You know what? You're just the same as you were in high school, such a jerk, so fuck you." She said putting her hands on her hips.

He moved closer to her. "Ok."

She looked at him out of the side of her eyes. "What."

"Fuck me, let's go."

"Get away from me." She pushed at his arm and it wouldn't budge. He had rock solid arms. She thought about that for a minute. He had strong hard arms, and he had held her in them last night. Her stomach did a flip at that thought, this was not like her.

She had been faithful to Ed for the entire time they dated. How did this happen? It was the kiss, and the fact that she was a little drunk. But mostly the kiss, he had tasted like tequila and cigarettes and he kissed her in the parking lot like they were already in bed together.

She had never had a kiss like that ever before, it hit her right between her legs and she was embarrassed that it affected her like that.

And the way he kissed her, slow and easy she wanted to tear his clothes off right there in the parking lot.

Somewhere down the hall they heard a noise and a string of curses uttered, followed by Maggie giggling. Carol rolled her eyes at no one in particular, certainly not him.

This was a nightmare.

"Funny, you weren't saying that last night." He said laughing softly.

"Oh get over yourself, it wasn't all that."

"Yeah, you forgot I was there, pretty fuckin awesome is what it was."

He was so cocky and that made her so mad. She smiled to herself, she had the perfect response to him and he deserved it.

"I was faking." She said matter of factly and he started laughing.

Why was he laughing?

"What are you laughing about now?"

"I felt you." He stopped and waited to see if she had more to say then he continued. "I felt you come all over my dick with my name on those beautiful lips."

She looked over at him like she wanted to spit fire, but his words also stirred something in the pit of her stomach. His words aroused every fiber in her body and she wanted him again. She hated herself for that.

She just shook her head at herself, she couldn't believe all of the sudden she was ruled by what was between her legs. She never cared about sex and orgasms that much before. Before last night.

But now, just the way he was talking was getting her half way there.

"I don't even know if I like you."

"Don't got to, it really doesn't matter, you don't gotta like me and I don't gotta like you, we can still do this, but I do like you. "He smiled at her. "Just so you know."

"And you're vulgar." She pouted.

"No I'm telling the truth that's all."

She pulled a pillow out and put it in her lap and leaned against it. She put her head down, trying to turn off her brain and her body.

"I'm engaged." she squeaked out. "To a doctor."

"Carol, you aint got no ring on, I looked and,"

He took her chin in his hands and placed a sweet kiss on her lips.

"Don't take this the wrong way, Ok?'" He said and she nodded. "If you're engaged, what were you doing riding me like it was the Saturday trifecta last night?"

"I don't know. " She covered her head with the pillow. "But it can't ever happen again."

He was already rubbing her leg and she remembered what his rough, working man's hands had felt like last night. She had lied he made her come twice, the first time with his fingers and his mouth and the second time when her was inside her.

"I'm serious Daryl." She put her hand over his to stop him and he had already gotten it to her inner thigh and was trying to get higher. "We can't do this."

"Yes we can, right now and then anytime, you get tired of that doctor, want something different,you just give me a call."

She took her hand off of his and let him continue working his hand up her leg until he was right where she wanted him. She wanted him, there was no getting around it. This was crazy, but it was going to happen again, because she couldn't help it.

"I won't call you after today, you understand that right."

She said as she felt his fingers touching her and she slid back down into the bed next to him. He followed and laid down next to her still touching her and making her body come alive again. He kissed her again, like the night before, slow and easy.

"I know, this is just a one-time thing, it's ok, I get it."

Carol let out a deep sigh and kissed him again, if this was the last time she wanted to make it count.