Daryl closed the distance between their lips, kissing her hard, again sending chills throughout her entire being. To her disappointment, he withdrew and turned to get dressed. Shaking her head at him, she smiled as she crossed her arms and waited for him to be ready.
                          
	When they had reentered the cellblock, they found everyone busy in their cells collecting their possessions to be gathered in case they needed to make an escape. At the far end of the cellblock they found Rick checking on the cells that had already been cleared. 
                          
	"Everything's going fairly quickly," he informed the two. "Daryl, you may want to check on your bike. Make sure it's all good to go just in case."
                          
	Daryl nodded and gave Skye a quick look before turning back to leave the block. When Skye looked back to Rick she was met with a knowing grin.
                          
	"What?" she asked, trying to hide her embarrassment.
                          
	"Nothing. Nothing at all," Rick continued to grin with a slight chuckle and shake of his head.
                          
	Rolling her eyes at him, she walked past him to head up to her own cell.
                          
	"Hey," Rick called as she was midway up the stairs. She turned to face him and he said with a smile, "I'm happy for you."
                          
	Skye nodded with a smile and continued to her cell. With her guns back in her holsters on her thighs, Skye grabbed her bag with her belongings and headed out with the others. Following behind Carl, she watched as Rick stepped up to greet him only to have Carl blow him off and continue forward to the back of the truck.
                          
	Stepping up next to Rick, Skye gave him a look of concern. "What was that about?"
                          
	Rick shook his head. "He isn't happy with me. Not sure why."
                          
	They both watched as the young boy earned questioning looks from others members of the group. 
                          
	"I've never seen him this mad," Glenn stepped up to them. "Even with Lori. He's just... shut down."
                          
	Rick looked away. "He's still a kid. It's easy to forget." Rick slammed the hood of the truck shut and walked away. 
                          
	As Skye went to look to Glenn something behind him caught her eye instead. Daryl sat wiping a wrench clean as he worked on his bike, but he wasn't alone. He was looking up at Carol, who stood over him holding a hand out to him. A hand that he took, letting her pull him to his feet before she walked away. He watched her go, but his eyes soon found Skye's.
                          
	Skye quickly looked away and went to find Michonne. Entering the cellblock, she found her with Rick. She knew it was stupid to feel any jealousy, but everything was different nowadays. There's too much at risk to not feel threatened when someone is out to take what's yours. And it definitely isn't a secret that Carol wants Daryl. Plus, Skye's past still to this day affects how she looks at things like this. There's way too much hurt in her past when it comes to relationships... 
                          
	"...you had to think about it." Michonne looked at Rick with understanding in her eyes. "You had to."
                          
	Rick stared back at her in an awkward silence.
                          
	"I get it."
                          
	"Yeah," he whispered, dropping his head in shame. "Well, I'm sorry. I came real close."
                          
	"But you didn't."
                          
	Rick looked to Michonne before noticing Skye standing up ahead of them. Gesturing in her direction, he said, "You can thank her for that."
                          
	Skye opened the cellblock door for them, receiving a thankful smile from Michonne. "She would've done the same."
                          
	Turning back to Rick, Michonne added, "I never thanked you."