**This story is picking up in season three during the end of my favorite episode, I Ain't a Judas. Everything up to this point has gone the same as on the show. This will be set in the world of TWD, but with some of the characters from Z Nation. As always I own nothing from The Walking Dead or Z Nation. **

Andrea had been gone about twenty minutes when Carl ran in again from outside. He looked wound up and was yelling about a bunch of girls outside on a bus. It seemed he had already let them in. Rick was not happy and he shoved the baby at Beth, heading outside with his gun. Merle grabbed the kid by the shirt.

"Are they driving a school bus?," Merle hissed at him. Carl nodded. How did Merle know that; he had been inside when they pulled up. Carl straightened out his shirt where Merle grabbed him and watched the man storming off outside, cussing under his breath. Carl kicked off and headed outside after him. If Daryl's brother was going to beat the shit out of someone else for no reason, Carl didn't want to miss it this time. Maggie and his dad were standing outside, talking to the women that had pulled up in the bus. There were six of them and all of them were pretty. Carl had never seen girls who looked like that except on the tv.

The talk Rick and Maggie were having with them must be going well because everyone had put their guns away. Then Carl watched in horror as Merle grabbed a tall thin girl that was standing towards the back of the group. He held her in front of him by the hair, putting the knife thing he had on his arm up to her throat. Now everyone was screaming at once. The girls had their guns out and they were screaming at Merle, he was yelling horrible names at them. Rick and Daryl were yelling at Merle and Maggie and Glen were yelling at each other. Then one of the women stepped forward, putting her gun back in its holster and approaching Merle. She was black, but not as dark as Michonne and she had brown hair that was pulled to the side in a braid.

"Okay Merle," she said, "If you were going to kill her you would have already done it, so why don't you just let her go before Cassandra has to tase you." The Asian girl must be Cassandra, because Carl could see she was holding a mean looking taser gun, which was pointed at Merle. Another girl, who Carl thought looked younger than the rest, maybe only a little older than him, had edged around Merle's back and she had a taser pointed at him too.

"Let go of my mom right now," she screamed.

"Fuck you," Merle yelled at all of them, "this bitch pistol whipped me." The woman he was holding onto was struggling, trying to push his arm away and get loose without losing too much of her hair.

"Thats because you were not cooperating," she reminded him. Merle yanked her head around a little, pulling her hair some more.

"You were fucking robbing us!," he screamed.

"Stop pulling my fucking hair you bitch," the woman yelled, elbowing him hard in the ribs, "only women pull hair in a fight." Daryl had been watching the chaos unfold but now he had enough. He slung his bow over his shoulder and approached his brother.

"You fuckin' know these girls?," he asked. It was pretty obvious they knew his brother, since they were calling him by his name. Daryl grabbed his brother's arm, trying to pry it off the woman he had ahold of. "Let fucking go of her man," he yelled. Merle figured the fun was over, but when he let go of her hair, he booted the stupid slut hard in the ass, sending her flying and skidding across the pavement. The next thing he knew he was writhing on the ground in terrible pain. The younger girl behind him had waited until no one was touching him and then she tased him good.

"Thats what you get for kicking my mom asshole," she hollered at him. A blonde woman yelled at her to stop.

"Thats enough Lexi," she told the girl, "Let him be." The girl stopped and yanked the cords of the taser off the man. She didn't feel bad, that jerk deserved that shit. But she saw her Aunt Katie was giving her a dirty look. They were coming here to try and recruit these people and shooting one of them with a taser was not a very good start, even if he was pulling Mandy's hair and acting like a dickhole. Merle dragged himself up off the ground and leaned against the bus.

"You had your fun," he yelled at the women, "Now pack your theivin' whore asses back on that bus and get the fuck out of here." Most of them laughed at him. The woman who's hair he had been yanking on had a suggestion for him.

"Why don't you stop acting like such a butthurt little cry baby," she told him. Merle thought about taking another lunge at her but he wasn't feeling so steady on his feet so he flipped her the bird instead. Rick was looking around at the women to try and figure out which one of them was in charge. He had no idea so he just yelled out his question at all of them.

"Would one of you like to tell me what the hell is going on?," he asked. A pretty black woman that looked like she was about his age or maybe just a little older than him stepped forward, extending her hand.

"Warren," she said.

"Rick." She smiled at him. He was cute.

"If we are doing first names then its Roberta," she said. The younger girl that had tased Merle and another girl with crazy dark red hair started giggling and making kissing noises. Oh Roberta, yeah baby, say my name bitch. Roberta turned and gave them a very dirty look that mostly shut them up. Merle looked over at the giggling girls. This is who I got outsmarted by, he thought with some anger. He also felt more than a little stupid.

"Well Roberta," Rick said to her, eyeing the girls. "Maybe you would like to tell me why one of my people just got shot with a taser gun," he suggested. He didn't really care that they shot Merle, but he was part of the group now and Rick didn't want people barging in here and doing whatever they wanted. The woman gave him a big smile.

"Its possible we might have stolen a few guns from your friend over there," she admitted, gesturing towards Merle. "Oh and Mandy pistol whipped him."

"A few guns!," Merle screamed, "cleared out our whole fucking armory is what they did." Now Rick was impressed. Six girls went into Woodbury and got away with robbing them. Daryl was interested as well. He had seen how guarded that town was. He couldn't think about any way he would even begin to pull an entire bus in there and clean out the armory without getting shot to pieces. And not to put too fine a point on it, but these girls looked like a bunch of big titty morons.

"Y'all robbed Woodbury?," he asked, "How in the hell did you do that." A few of them laughed at that, then the curvy blonde girl he had noticed earlier spoke up. She had yelled at that younger girl that had been tasing his brother.

"They're called tits honey," she told him. He looked at Merle, who had nothing to offer but a shrug. The woman walked over to Daryl and stuck out her hand, which he took. She was about medium height, and very curvy, but still skinny through the waist. She had on jeans and boots, with a tank top that was low enough to reveal a fair amount of clevage. What looked like two wedding rings were hanging on a silver chain around her neck. Her hair was shoulder length and the bottom half of it was blonder than the rest. There was no doubt that she was good looking. She had blue eyes and some of the fullest lips he had ever seen on a white girl.

"I'm Katie," she said.

"Daryl." She thought about the name a minute. Why did it sound so familiar to her. Then she remembered. She turned to Merle with a big smile.

"This is your brother you were lookin' for ain't it," she said. Then she looked Daryl up and down and turned back to Merle. "You never said he was cute."