Carol turned on the little couch, inside the RV. Sophia.
That's all she could think about, as she looked out the window into the woods..
'My baby girl, all alone', she thought. Tears flooded her sorrowful eyes. She felt weak and hopeless. This was the end, if Sophia didn't show up, she might have to leave.

"hey" said Daryl, huskly.
Carol looked up, and quickly wiped her tears which were now dripping down her cheeks.
"oh..hi" was all that came out.
"You doin okay?'' Daryl, looked dirty, bow in hand, like usual.
"im alive" carol knew she should be alittle more convincing towards Daryl, he showed the most affection towards the situation.

Daryl places a single Cherokee rose in a pepsi can, that sits on the table across from Carol.
Carol looks at the flower, then at Daryl. Confused.

"The natives, believed that the Cherokee rose was a sign...that the gods protected their children. I believe this rose was grown for Sophia."

Tears run down carol's face, and a sob breaks through. She puts her hand on her chest and manages to say "Thank You..".
Daryl just gives a half smile and nods.

"Do you think you'll find her?''

Daryl exhales, and scratches his head.

"I suppose we will, she ain't got much where to go.. "

Carol sighs, and rests her head on the window.
"thanks for everything, Ed would have never done what you are doing for my little angel.."

Daryl smiles and says "You'll be okay, i promise. We're gonna find her. Just get some rest.."
Daryl slowly walks out of the RV into the starching sunlight.

Fuck its hot.

It's only 3 p.m and its already probably 100 outside. That means 5 more hours of searching.

'Of course i gotta do the bitch work' thinks Daryl. 'All them sons of bitches won't do shit, not like me'.
Daryl paces to the house, exhausted, and dehydrated. But wait,.. he catches a figure on the side of the house,..

Two figures.

Shane? What in heavens name...-

"Sweet baby jesus on a buscuit!" exclaims Daryl.
Shane and Andrea were in a full on lip lock, hands and everything.

Andrea jumps and fixes her hair.
Shane looks scared to death, looking around to see if anyone saw.

"hey, man, uh its not what it seems,keep it on a down low-"
"shut up, get your ass outta the clouds, time to go do WORK" says Daryl, looking at Andrea, disguisted.
He Scoffs and goes inside, shaking his head.

Shane follows, closely behind.

"Where ya been?'' maggie questions Shane. "We was loooking everywhere, thought you were with Daryl".

"Helping Carl..., ya know, gun practice, by the barn" Shane nervously says.
Daryl just chuckles to himself and walks out.
"whats with him" maggie looks at shane suspiciously.

"Hes hungry. or tired. or both." shane jokes. "anyway... im out, can't waste time, Sophia's out there.."

Maggie nods, "Glenn going too i reckon?"

"He's goin to town, we need more medicine, why?"

"Nothing," maggie responds, looking away.

Shane walks out, andrea waiting for him outside..
"What he say? Is he gonna rat us out..?"

"Didnt say a dam word, its none of his goddam business, whats gonna happen if he does?, pff."

TO BE CONTINUED! I got stuck :l