AN: Okay this is a AU THE WALKING DEAD FANFIC. I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING BESIDE'S DASHA AND PLOT, THE WALKING DEAD IS NOT MINE, ELLIVE LAVELLE IS NOT MINE. There will be M rated chapter's later. Enjoy. Flames will be used to cook smores.

Rain poured down that night, it was coming in sheet's, the wind howling loud enough to tune out the screaming of the two people who were braving the weather, finger's pointed at each other as if accusing the other of the reason's the relationship was broken. With each harsh word, the wind seemed to howl louder, lightening screeching across the sky.

"I FUCKING TOLD YOU TO GET BACK INTO THE HOUSE ELLIE!"

"AND I TOLD YOU I'M DONE! I'M SO FUCKING DONE WITH YOU IT'S NOT EVEN FUNNY!"

"Ellie...get in the house."

That deadly calm voice of the man in front of her made the green eyed woman shiver. She knew that tone all to well, that calming smile hid the monster that was underneath the calm facade of the lawyer that Ellie Lavelle had been dating for the past year in a half. Phillip Blake. He had been a good man when they started dating, he was gentlemanly, he spoiled Ellie to the point that it was almost uncomfortable, but she hadn't had a good man since high school, she had wanted to be spoiled.

Though after the first ten month's, after they moved in together, Phillip had changed. He was still spoiling her, but he was more protective, possessive...he didn't like her going out if he wasn't there, he didn't like her talking to any man, if it was a friend or not. And in the bedroom...she shuddered, no it was time to go, she couldn't take it anymore. She would NOT stand for a man abusing her, even if he had never put hands on her, he was working towards it and she would be damned if she stuck around and let him think it was a possible okay thing.

"Ellie-Bug,"A voice that was smooth as velvet washed over the auburn haired woman as she looked at the hazel blue eyed man. "Your tired and you don't know what your talking about. That paper your working on is making you tired. Come back inside and we can get you into bed."

"No Phillip I'm leaving."

Ellie's voice was firm. She was leaving, she was NOT staying when she knew well that she was leading towards a abusive relationship. So when Phillip took a step forward, she took a step back, her suitcases already in her Dodge, she was leaving.

"Ellie."

Phillip looked at the woman, a good fifteen, twenty years younger than him. She thought she was leaving him, and he thought it was amusing, he wasn't going to let her leave. It simply would not happen, she was his, period. He took another step but it seemed like the wrong move. Ellie was jumping in her car.

"Goodbye Phillip."

Ellie had seen that look in Phillip's eyes before, he was angry and was getting angrier. She jumped in her car when he took another step, closed the door and locked the car, only cracking the window a smidgen so he could hear her, before she was driving off. She didn't look back, even if she choose to she wouldn't of seen the look of pure rage on Phillip's face as she drove off.

She drove until she couldn't drive anymore. Until her eyes were drooping and she knew that if she didn't stop she would end up falling asleep at the road. But the more miles she put between her and Phillip, the better, anywhere else was safer. But now...green eyes drooped lightly, she was exhausted and had know where else to go, she had just had to get out. Now though...

'She is not going to be happy if I wake her up.'

Pulling into a gas station that was brightly lit with two attendants inside of the store part, and a few cars getting gas. She felt like it was safe enough for her to relax and pull her phone out to call someone for help. She just didn't know how the woman would take to getting a call at two in the morning. But there was one way to find out...

-Ring...ring...ring...ri-

"Yeah?"

"Dasha?"

Ellie had to smile at the thick Russian accent of her best friend. They had met through friends a few years ago and had gotten along great. Dasha had hated Phillip the minuet she laid eyes on him and told Ellie that if she ever needed her to all her.

"What wrong?"

Dasha was now sitting up and looking at the clock, glaring at the red digital number's that read 2:19am, it was raining outside and she was warm in her bed and having a wonderful dream about a man who was in one of her romance novels. Ah what a wonderful dream it had been, but now she had someone on the phone and she needed to figure out what was bothering her friend.

"Can I come stay with you? I left Phillip and I don't have anywhere else to go."

Ellie was exhausted and she just wanted to go to sleep. But she had to have somewhere to sleep first.

"Where are you? I don't live in same city."

Now Dasha was curious. Of course she was glad that her friend had left that creeper Phillip, Dasha had sworn the second she saw him there was something about him that radiated fucking evil! it had nothing to do with him being older than Ellie, while yes the fact he was in his forties, it sent her 'warning bells' to ringing. He just radiated creeper in Dasha's mind. But the fact that Ellie was asking to stay...Dasha lived at least three hours, on a good day, away from Ellie. Was she even close?

"I'm at a gas station about fifteen minuet's outside of town. Or at least it say's 'French Lick' Ten miles." Ellie said around a yawn, she was so freaking tired! how long had she been driving? and the rain was still pouring. It wasn't as bad as it had been when she left Hooker, but it was still raining.

"I on way."

Then the phone was dead leaving Ellie to smile. Dasha might of been a little rough around the edges, but she was her best friend and she knew that she could always count on the woman to come and get her if she needed help. So with that thought, she closed her eyes and leaned her head against the steering wheel, closing her eyes for a few seconds, just to rest.

The tapping at the window was what made Ellie's eyes snap open and caused her to jump and cause her head to hit the roof of her car before her eyes snapped to the side to look out the window and caught sight of amused blue green eyes and dark hair and a black leather coat. She smiled and unlocked the door stepping out to hug the slightly shorter woman.

"Hey!"

Dasha was a little surprised but hugged Ellie back before nodding.

"You stay with me now. Come on, the rain is cold, and I want to go back to bed." Dasha said as she nodded for her friend to get back into her car before nodding.

"Follow me."

With that four headlight's were driving through the dark rainy night back towards the city of French Lick. It was a long drive, at least thirty minuet's, though they were both tired and with the rain and the ground being slick from the rain, it was safest. Only when they arrived back in the culdesac and got to the house did either woman let their fatigue show. Both were so tired they didn't notice the glowing blue TV light from across the street.

"Thanks Dash, I really appreciate this."

"Da, what friends for?"

Ellie smiled, she would call her family tomorrow, for now she grabbed one bag while Dasha grabbed the other and followed her friend into the house. It was a comfortable two bedroom house, she couldn't really see what kind of decorations were there because it was dark, but she would look tomorrow, for now she just followed her friend down the hall towards another door that opened to another bedroom.

"This is your room. I'll help you decorate tomorrow. The sheets and bed is clean."

Ellie smiled and nodded, dropping her suitcase down before nodding. "It's great, thanks." Ellie was just happy to be away from Phillip and able to get back to how she normally was. She was independent and now she was going to get back to that, she did NOT need a man.

Dasha walked through the house, making sure that all the doors were locked and the windows were locked before she walked back to her own bedroom, checked her bedside table to make sure that her gun was still there and loaded, before she threw off her wet sleep clothes, pulled on a large jersey and crawled under her blanket's and went back to sleep.

Ellie looked around as she dug threw her suitcase, pulling out a outfit that she could sleep in, and threw her wet clothes in a bag that she could wash tomorrow, and smiled at the warm bed, it smelled so good! like freshly cleaned sheets, tomorrow was Saturday so she would have to wait about moving her school over, but she would deal with it later, right now she wanted to sleep.

Meanwhile, outside a police cruiser was driving through the neighborhood as well, pulling in across the street and parking, a tall man in a Khaki brown shirt with a gold badge on the right breast pocket, dark brown pant's and a brown sheriffs hat and steel toe boots. Shane Walsh, one of the county sheriff, had just got off of his shift. Five in the morning, damn he was tired!

But when he looked over to his neighbor's house he raised a brow seeing a car that he didn't recognize. If he wasn't so tired, he might of been more curious about it, but right now he was tired, so he instead walked to the house. Today was Saturday so he was off, he was exhausted. He would deal with his yard work in the morning. He had no idea that that afternoon, he was going to be in one hell of a surprise.