Disclaimer: I do not own The Walking Dead, nor the storylines. I will be following very closely the storylines from the first 4 seasons (with some modifications, of course). I do, however, own Becca, Ben and Mike.

Chapter one

*General p-o-v*

Becca woke up to the sound of the doorbell. She turned around in her bed, covering her head and hoping that either her brother would get the door, or that whoever was there would go away.

She sighed when the person knocked on her window. Of course! They would have to be here at this time of the morning! She thought to herself. She got up, walked to the living room and opened the front door.

"Good morning sugar-tits. I hope we didn't wake you" Merle said as they walked in.

"Oh puh-lease… you don't give a fuck if you woke me up or not" Becca said as she rolled her eyes. She closed the door behind the younger Dixon and went back to her room.

"Come on, little brother. Take a seat." Daryl sat down in a chair next to his brother. They heard screaming and a thump before seeing Becca leave her brother's bedroom and go to her own. A few minutes later, Mike sat down next to the brothers and passed a joint to the older one.

Becca was in her room, getting ready for the day. She looked at herself in the mirror, wondering how life would have changed if she would have stayed with her father. She looked at his picture on her desk. Becca hoped that her father would forgive her for choosing her brother over him. She knew that her father was strong and could survive on his own. Her brother was a different story.

She turned on the tv, and tried to find something to watch. Of course, on my only day off, there is nothing to watch on tv. But before she turned it off, something caught her eye outside. She walked towards her window slowly, hoping not to get the attention of whatever was outside. She was next to the window when she heard the guys fighting in the living room.

"It's a fuckin' joke man… there ain't no dead walking around"

"Look out the goddamn window… there is some right next to us!"

"Your high off your ass man… your imagining things".

She walked to the living room. "Guys… shut up! It's real! It's happening!" she screamed at them.

"Don't tell me you believe that bullshit too sissy! I already have those 2 to deal with." Becca just looked at her brother in disbelief.

He suddenly got up from his chair and walked to the front door, opening it. Becca screamed as he walked in a group of zombies. She tried running towards him, to save him, but she was held back by one of Dixon brothers. She realized it was Daryl when Merle went running to close the door and lock it.

"We can't leave him out there! We have to save him!" she screamed, trying to get out of Daryl's arms. He flipped her around so she was facing him.

"What do you want us to do girl? Kill ourselves for him! He's already dead!" he screamed at her. Tears were pouring down her face by this time.

"Little brother here is right." Merle said from the window. Becca couldn't take it anymore. "Fine… let's pack some stuff up and let's get going." She said as she fought away from the younger brothers arms.

Luckily enough, they had, for once, parked in the garage. They packed up everything they thought could be handy, including tents, extra sets of clothes and everything food related they found in the house.

Becca did one last sweep of the house, bumping into Merle coming out of her brother's bedroom. She rolled her eyes, knowing that he went in there to get the rest of the drugs. Both of them walked to the garage.

"What you doing there, little brother?" Merle asked as he noticed Daryl tying the motorcycle onto of everything in the bed of the truck. Daryl didn't answer his brother.

When she saw that Merle was getting impatient, she answered for Daryl. "There's a lot of zombies there… you aren't gonna survive getting out of here on just your motorcycle."

"Fine then… I'm the one driving though." He said before getting in the driver's side. Becca looked at Daryl and he just shrugged his shoulders. She got in the passenger side and scooted closer to the middle as Daryl climbed in his truck behind her.

Being squeezed between the two brothers made Becca very uncomfortable, but she knew she would have to deal with it for now.

She looked at the road ahead, trying to fight her heavy eyelids. She never was good at keeping awake, unless she was the one driving, and she mentally kicked herself for sitting between the two brothers.

Becca felt that she was being shaken awake. She looked over and noticed that Merle had a smirk on his face. It didn't take long before she noticed that she had laid her head on Daryl's shoulder. At least I picked the right brother. Both Becca and Daryl blushed as they looked at each other.

"Come on lovers! Let's go see what the hold-up is!" Merle said from outside the truck. Daryl and Becca got out of the truck and followed Merle in between the cars.

They walked for a few minutes before she saw something she recognized from afar. She walked ahead of Merle, who turned around to look at his younger brother. The later one shrugged his shoulders and followed Becca.

She saw his hat from afar, even before noticing the RV, or the two blonde women that were with him. She broke away from the brothers, running towards her father. "Daddy?" she yelled.

The two brothers looked at each other, before running after her. They tried to catch up to her but were unable to.

She stopped a good distance from her father, not knowing if it was really him or not. She started crying "Daddy?"

He turned around, not believing that he had heard such a thing, and he saw her standing there, the two men standing behind her. "Becca!"

The two blonde women and the two brothers watched on as father and daughter hugged each other and cried.

Let me know what you think!

Tasha