He sat down on his white plastic chair,which was hot to his legs. The air was hot and sticky and it wasn't looking to get any better. Daryl pulled his cigarette out from the fold of his ear and lit it up. Max ran around the lawn, his fur bounced with him as he played on the old mans yard. Merle had met the man who was well on his way now, in town. His car was really messed up, broken bumper, dents and cracks galore, he had offered to fix it, tax free. Merle and him were running low on cash and fixing things was what he was good at.

The red 99' Volvo trotted down the main grasp of the highway and turned into the Dixon's driveway. Daryl stood up and felt his jean vest rub against his bare skin . His jeans were ripped and boots were muddy, but his appearance didn't bother him in the slightest. The stocky man stepped out f the car, in which Daryl could now see, there was a little girl in the backseat. The man stepped towards Daryl. "I'm Ed, member? Here fer the car quote." The man was hostile and pushy and seemingly in a rush. He looked like prime trailer trash, not that Daryl had any right to judge. Daryl nodded and turned, facing the garage.

"Merle! Get yer ass out here. That car guy is here." Daryl yelled. Merle came out of the garage, fumbling with his eyes watering. Daryl knew he had just snorted something, and rolled his eyes as he looked away. Merle walked past Daryl and put on a fake smile.

"Hey man!" Merle said with phony conviction. Ed looked at the car and then back at Merle.

"So a quote? Lets get it done, I gotta eat dinner and my bitch wont know what to do with herself if I'm gone to long." Ed answered impatiently. Merle started talking quotes, sucking him into everything Merle could bleed him dry for. Daryl watched the two walk into the garage where Merle did business and Daryl was left staring at the car.

The rear door opened a crack and a tiny little blond haired girl walked out, looking both ways for her father. "Hey sweetie?" Daryl said while walking closer to her. The girl backed away slightly, she seemed shy and timid for someone her age. Daryl could sense that she was scared and it was probably of her father. Max started barking and pounced to Daryl, finally stopping at his side. He watched the little girls eyes light up when she saw the dog and lightly pushed Max in her direction. Her hand timidly stretched out to pet him, but stopped and looked in Daryl's eyes for approval. Daryl nodded. "He is friendly, C'mon pet him." She placed her hand on top of the dogs head and dragged her hand down his body. "What's yer name?" Daryl asked while peeking in the garage for his brother or Ed. The little girl looked around and gave him a light smile.

"Sophia and yours?" She answered in a hurry.

"Daryl, and this is Max." He said pointing at the dog. There was a large bang in the garage and Sophia scurried back into the car and fastened her seat belt , erasing any trace of her being gone. Daryl stood up from his bent knees and walked to the garage. Before he reached it, Ed and Merle were basically carrying each other out of the garage.

"Boy you better drive these people home, haha." Ed's eyes were now as watery as Merle's and he couldn't tell who was higher. Merle and Ed walked across the dirt and rocks in the large driveway to Ed's car. Daryl knew he would put him in the back and he didn't want the little girl to have to sit in the same space as her drooling father. He opened the passenger side and then the backseat.

"Get in the front." Daryl ordered. The little girl looked in horror as her dad and Merle charged in their direction. Sophia tore off her seat belt and climbed to the front seat without leaving the car and then she shut the passenger door. Merle shoved Ed into the backseat and then slammed the door behind him.

"Gonna have to ask him his address yerself." Merle said, mocking him. Daryl slid into the drivers seat. He cursed Merle for this, he always did this. Daryl pulled out of the drive way and as he did he looked in the backseat at the drooling man.

"What's yer address?" Daryl asked in an irritated tone. The man started digging his hand in his back pocket and pulled out his cell phone and threw it up in the front, nearly hitting Sophia.

"Call... Bitch in my phone." Sophia picked up the phone and handed it to Daryl.

"Do ya know yer address?" He asked. She shook her head no. Daryl looked down the contacts list as he drove, he found the contact 'Bitch' and felt a tad repulsed. "Who's bitch? What's her real name?" Ed started laughing in the back and kept rolling his body. Sophia leaned back against the seat and was thankful she wasn't back there with him.

"My mom... Her name is Carol.. She will tell you." Sophia looked out her window and remained silent. Daryl pressed talk and the phone rang twice before someone picked up. Daryl tried to focus on the road and the phone conversation the best he could.

"Where are you?" He heard the frail voice ask in a worried tone. Daryl bit his lip.

"I have yer husband in the backseat of yer car, how do I get there?" He splashed out. He heard a tiresome sigh at the other end of the phone and when she began to speak the strain in her voice was undeniable.

"21 Riverside Way, South." Daryl knew exactly where that was and started heading in that direction. He was about to hang up when he heard a muffled cry. "How messed is he?" He could barely understand her, he knew she was crying.

"Pretty bad." He heard one final sob and then a click, and then nothing.