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A Veil of Black and Gold

Ch. 7

Nicole couldn’t believe that she had found Ray and Rael, and not to mention Little Rael as well. That worried Nicole. Rael didn’t lose custody of his son for no reason. She knew her brother better that anybody and even though she loved him to death, she knew that the seeds of evil had been planted in Rael’s heart the moment he lost custody when Little Rael was only five months old.

Rael was young, wild and restless, he didn’t take the role of father seriously and it cost him. No visitation rights, no weekend visits, nothing until Little Rael was 18, when he could decide for himself he wanted to see his dad. One thing that bothered Nicole greatly was that Rachel, Little Rael’s mother, was not with them. She wasn’t among the semi-large group of survivors that had escaped Dallas.

Even though she and Nicole never really cared much for one another, they still had a mutual level of respect, Nicole was Little Rael’s aunt and Rachel never denied her a chance to see her only nephew. In the short visits she would have with them, Nicole learned that Rachel was very much like her. She was a fighter, and she fought to protect what was hers. She should’ve been here, and that irked Nicole terribly. She looked at her brother from her spot around the small campfire, he seemed to be ok, he was rocking little Rael gently, while Rick told his story about how he felt when he first woke up in the hospital.

“I was scared, I admit that. I was confused about what had happened. Then as soon as I walked out,” He turned to Nicole who was cuddled up with Ray. “I ran into Nicole. She was in the same state I was. We teamed up and from that moment on, we had each other’s back. We still have each other’s back.” He gave a small smile to Nicole and she returned it.

“That we do, Rick.” She turned and looked over at Shane; he was looking at Rick with a very unreadable expression, like he was thinking about something dirty. She chuckled to herself and felt Ray’s arms wrap around her. She sighed and leaned her head on his shoulder.

“I thought you were dead, Nicole.” Ray whispered in her ear. “When I ran to your house once shit starting getting bad, I ran into Rael. He was with Shane and Rael told me he was just at the hospital, that you weren’t breathing, and that you were dead.” He couldn’t continue, he looked away but Nicole saw the shimmer of fresh tears falling down his cheeks. She turned around and pulled him into a big hug, something she thought that she would never do again. He held her close, the curvature of their bodies meshing perfectly, as perfect as it ever has been. She looked toward Rael and saw he was spaced out, staring out into space, looking at nothing. She couldn’t possibly imagine what he was thinking.

~~Rael's Thoughts~~

“Rael, you’re not taking my son.” Rachel yelled over the sounds of cars honking and people shouting.

“Rachel, I’m getting my son out of the city, you can either come along or not, but either way, I’m taking him.” Rael made a move to open the back passenger door of Rachel’s red Mazda, when she got in front of him.

“Wait, Rael just can you give me a night to think about it?” He looked at her with an uncertain look then nodded.

“Yea, I can do that.” He smiled at her and took her face gently in her hands. She smiled and gave him a hug.


“Rael!” Nicole yelled at her brother and he jumped, pulled from whatever he was thinking about. “I’m heading off to bed with Ray. Let me kiss, Bubba.” Rael smiled at his baby sister and she knelt down, giving her nephew a goodnight kiss. She then hugged her brother tight, still not believing that she had actually found them, both of them.

“Goodnight Nicole, I love you.” Rael gave his sister a gently squeeze.

“I love you too, Number 2.”He smiled at her, and she took Ray’s hand. He led her to his black and red tent, which they had all to themselves, and sealed them inside for the night. Nicole noticed that Ray brought some of her stuff from his house. He brought her blankets and all the extra clothes she had kept at his house, including her favorite pair of Star Wars pajama bottoms.

She smiled with tears in her eyes as she went to sit down on the soft worn mattress. He gently threw her the pajamas and she changed quickly as Ray crawled into the bed next to her. She smelt the familiar smell of burning crack and saw Ray’s glass pipe on the floor next to the mattress. He didn’t even acknowledge it and Nicole turned to face him. She sighed, feeling a very powerful bought of drowsiness assault her. “Hey baby, where did you get the crack from?” She asked. “I didn’t think you’d find a dealer at the end of the world.”

“Do you remember my old drug dealer friend, Merle Dixon?” ‘Merle Dixon, that sounds so familiar,’ she thought as she slowly closed her weary eyes. She mumbled a sort of affirming reply. “I got it from his brother, Daryl.” A small smile came to her lips as she thought about only one thing before she fell asleep, Daryl Dixon.


Nicole was lost in the woods. She personally hardly ever got lost; she had a pretty decent sense of direction although personally, she was terrified of the woods. She was walking in the dark and kept tripping over hidden roots and her face got scratched by branches that hung too low. She suddenly heard growling coming from all around her and she took off running. She ran no matter how many times she tripped, she wasn’t going to stop. The growling was just getting too close for her to slow down or stop anytime soon. She ran into something strong and tall. She looked up expecting to see Ray or even Rael but instead, looked up into eyes of Daryl Dixon. “Nicole, what the hell you think you’re doing out here?” he asked her in his cute redneck voice.

“Daryl, I don’t know why I’m here. I think I was looking for you.” She said as she reached for Daryl’s hands.

“I was looking for you, too.” He gripped her hands as well and he pulled her to him. Once she was close enough, he wrapped her arms around her in a warm embrace. She held him back, deeply inhaling his scent, which was that of weed, cigarettes and pine needles. “Nicole, I want you.” He began running his hands all over her body which sent chills down her spine. “I’ve always wanted you. I need to have you.” She was confused by this. When has he ever seen her enough to want her, they barely knew each other.

Ray was the one that knew the Dixon brothers and she only knew Merle by name; she never would have guessed that the redneck she kissed to save T-Dog from getting shot was the Merle Dixon that was Ray’s drug dealer. “You wana get this party started?” He whispered in her ear, causing goose bumps to break out on her arms. Now she remembers how she knew Daryl, she had seen him a couple of times when Merle would send him to Ray’s in his place. Nicole would hear Daryl before she saw him on those days.

Daryl was always loud and lively with Ray, but as soon as Nicole walked into the room, he would clam up and get really shy. She finally figured out why. ‘It was sexual tension he was feeling towards me.’ She grinned evilly and grabbed the bulge that was beginning to rise in his pants. ‘I don’t mind easing a little tension.’ He caught on to what she was offering and he took her face in his rough hands. She looked into his eyes and saw something she never thought she would see in the eyes of this badass, tough as nails, redneck drug dealer.

He looked sad, scared and happy all at the same time. She was just about to say something, to question this curious look in his eyes when he crashed his lips onto hers. They were soft and tasted slightly of tobacco and beer. She deepened the kiss, wrapping her arms around him and all of a sudden, he had her on the ground, on a soft blue blanket that seemed to come out of nowhere. He broke the kiss, but left a little trail of them down her jaw line to a sensitive spot on her neck. She let a soft moan escape her lips and she felt Daryl smirk against her skin.

Using his knee, he spread her legs, fitting himself in between them like a long lost forgotten puzzle piece. He slowly started to lower his hand into the waistband of her pajamas but stopped, looking at her. She looked back up at him, hoping that he wasn’t doing it just to tease her, as a part of some cruel joke.

“Daryl, what the fuck? Are you messing with my head?” She asked, he grinned getting his answer to an unasked question. He kissed her again, a little rougher this time as he massaged her breast with one hand and pulled her pajamas off with the other. She moaned into his mouth and he smiled as she quickly undid his pants and slid his boxers off. As she took care of that, he slowly pulled her white panties down her legs and got in between them again. She could feel him, his long shaft teasing her making her want him deep inside her.

He slid in slowly and Nicole automatically wrapped her legs around his waist, running her fingers through his hair. He didn’t stick with the t; slow pace for long and after a while, he grabbed her legs and placed them on his shoulders. He stood tall above her, assaulting her with his hot sex. She moaned louder as she felt him deep in her, bringing out something in her she had no idea was there in the first place. He moaned loudly, tilting his head back as if searching for the very meaning of life in the heavens above. Then something in her snapped, and she pushed him back. He lay out on the blanket, and she rode him in a way that made stars dance behind her closed eyes. He began to softly moan her name, and when she rode harder, he got louder. The sound of his voice, calling out her name in pleasure, made her want him that much more, and she moaned. “Daryl, Daryl, Daryl.”

“Nicole, Nicole, Nicole.” She felt his hands wander her body and she felt a heat in the pit of her stomach as Daryl put himself on top of her again. “Nicole, it’s about to happen, what do you want me to do?” He asked out of breath as he started to gradually speed up.

“I don’t want you to stop.” She whispered in his ear, and he didn’t. He fucked her hard, harder than he has ever fucked anyone before, but he also fucked her with the most love and compassion he’s ever shown for anyone in his life. She moaned his name and he moaned hers right back, he whispered into her damp hair as they came together, something that she admits she’s never been able to get out of sex with Ray.

It was like Nicole's and Daryl's bodies were in perfect harmony, completely synced with one another. He lay down next to her, and pulled another blanket over them. She turned to look at him and saw he was already staring at her. She looked into his eyes and he looked right back. He gently brushed her cheek with his thumb and she smiled, felling like her world was perfect at this very moment. He gently kissed her lips and looked at her with a look of absolute seriousness and he softly whispered, “I love you, Nicole.”


Chapter 7!!!!
Contains sexy time!!!
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Thanks and much love to DarkAngel for the first comment!!!
Hope to see many more in the future as this story plays out!!!
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