So, this is a new story and I'm really excited about it, because I've already got most of it planned out and in my mind it's quite good. I'm aware that this may not be to everyone's interested, so please just give it a try it would really help. So, this story is mainly inspired from The Walking Dead, so some things are going to be similar, but most of it is all my ideas.

Also at the end of each chapter I'll be recommending a song, which helped me write the chapter, so check that out.

Now, on with the show! :D


Chapter One: Home.

The world had gone to shit, that was for sure. People were dead and gone, they'd turned into the hideous creatures. Zombies, zombies were everywhere. It was all about survival and if you lacked experience in fighting, you were as good as dead. This wasn't some movie, where you wake up and everything was a dream, this stuff was real and every move you took counted. The zombie's wouldn't spare your life, if they've got eyes on you, they're going to eat you. The world was filled with the dead and only a few of the living had been spared, but coming across people was rare. People had learnt to find a safe place to stay and make sure they were protected. If they came across someone new, they'd question them until they cry, they just couldn't risk letting someone who could bring harm to their group, in.

Nobody quite new what had actually happened. Just one day a virus flooded into people and they all died, turning them into the beasts. They killed those who didn't catch the virus, turning them into one. But some people had been smart, as soon as they realized everything's was going wrong, very fast, they hauled their ass's away from the danger. Some went off alone and probably died soon after, being alone was hard in this new world, if you were good at fighting, you'd have a better chance of surviving than someone who didn't. Being alone also meant there was no one to watch your back, if you missed something and one of the zombies came out from behind you, there was no one to tell you or save you, you were just all alone.

This all happened three years ago, now people had learnt the ways of the new age and had adapted to the new way of life.

Summer had come down hard this year, every ounce of sunlight seemed to burn down hard on everything. This was the time where if you didn't have water, you'd become severely dehydrated and you could suffer from sunstroke. Things were tough, things were horrible, nothing was the same and nothing was guaranteed, just because you were alive, didn't mean you would be in the next hour. You had to embrace every day you had and hope that it would never be your last.

Though today wasn't like everyday, it was a calm summer's day. The sky was clear and the summer life echoed around, bringing a sense of home to the environment. It was moments like this which you had to embrace life, because you might not get the next. That's what Ally was doing she was embracing this day the most she could. Lying in the soft bed of grass and flowers, this was the best life had been towards her. She was all alone in this new world and she couldn't help, but feel happy towards this day, she didn't need to fight zombies, she didn't need to hide, she just needed to be happy.

When the zombies came and people died, Ally was with her mom and dad, but they didn't even last a week, she had to watch as those, things, tore through her parents and she was useless. She doesn't even know how she's survived for this long, she couldn't fire a gun, she couldn't punch properly, she didn't have any survival skills, she was just useless. All she carried with her was a baseball bat, swinging it was easy and if a zombie came towards her, she'd just swing with all her might and kill it, then she'd run and hide for the rest of the day, scared of them, she was always scared.

Ally had only ever come across two people, she'd stayed with them for about a year, but then they got attacked in their camp and she managed to escape, but they didn't. She was tired of losing people, tired of getting close to them and then having them ripped out of her life in the blink of an eye. She missed being able to talk to someone, sometimes she'd just crack up a conversation with herself, but she soon realized she was going insane. She just wanted to have people she could call her family, people she knew would protect her through the day and the night, people who would have her back no matter what, but that was her fantasy, she knew it would never come true.

Ally's hair had grown too much, it rested just above her bum and in this season it bothered her a lot, it made her sweat even more and she didn't have a hair tie, to push it all back. She needed a shower, that was certain, her whole body was covered in dirt and grime. Her hair was bundled in mud and knots, but she didn't care, hygiene wasn't a necessity anymore. She'd been wearing the same clothes for a while, she wore black jeans and a once white top, which had guts and blood splattered all over it, from previous fights with zombies.

Ally let out a sigh, gazing up at the blue sky. Lying in the field probably wasn' t the brightest idea, because a zombie could easily come out and rip her to pieces, but she didn't care, well not right now anyway. She began to think about her earlier life, everything was so perfect back then, big house, nice people, no zombies. She missed siting in her window and listening to the life outside her window. She was meant to be going to college before all of it happened, but now she twenty-one years old, and having money or grades didn't matter, you were either in it to survive, or you were in it to die.

Ally sat up and placed her hands in her lap, her baseball bat rested next to her and she knew she should feel safe, but she didn't, she wanted someone to wrap their arms around her and tell her everything was going to be okay. She wasn't asking for too much, was she?

"E-Excuse me," A little whimper came from behind her, she gripped her bat and slowly turned to look over her shoulder. There was a little girl, holding onto a teddy, crying her eyes out, standing behind her.

"Are you okay?" Ally stood up and crouched down in front of her.

"I-I want my mommy," She cried and the little girl wrapped her arms around her in a hug. "I miss my mommy."

"Where did you last see her?" Ally stroked her hair gently, trying to sooth her troubles.

"I was on the farm and I was playing hide and seek with my friend and I went to hide behind some of the trees in the woods and I got chased by a creeper and I didn't know where to go, I'm scared, " Ally stared down at the little girl, she knew that when she said 'creeper', she meant the zombies. She knew she had to do something, she couldn't let this little girl suffer.

"Can you remember which way you ran from?" Ally asked and she pointed West and Ally nodded her head. "Let's go find your mommy," Ally stood up and grabbed her little hand and walked across the field and back into the woods.

"My names Lizzy," She whispered and Ally smiled at her. "I'm seven years old."

"Hi Lizzy, my names Ally and I'm twenty-one years old," Ally replied.

Lizzy was wearing a floral dress, which was covered in dirt, her long blond hair was a mess and she was wearing some trainers, which were tearing at the seams. She was cute and petite, she was adorable. Ally hoped she could find her mom, because no child deserved to be separated from the parents, especially not in this new world. Lizzy gripped her hand tight and she kept watching her steps. Ally could tell she was scared, she had every right to be.

"What's your mom's name?" Ally asked and she moved a branch out of their path and let Lizzy walk through.

"Harriet," Lizzy replied and she snuggled her teddy.

"That's a nice name, I'm sure she's missing you a lot," Ally assured her and Lizzy smiled up at her.

"You could stay with us at the farm," Lizzy proposed and Ally frowned.

"I'd feel like I was intruding," Ally glanced around the woods, just to make sure there wasn't any zombies around.

"There's sixteen of us, there's no trouble in having seventeen, you'd fit in well with the other women there, everyone's very friendly, well everyone apart from Austin," Lizzie rambled and Ally chuckled.

"What's so bad about this Austin?" Ally asked.

"He doesn't talk much and he doesn't like people, he likes to hunt and be on his own and if he ever does talk, it's never something nice that comes out of his mouth," Lizzy spoke wisely and Ally smirked.

"He sounds delightful," Ally sarcastically remarked.

"You should stay with us, you're taking me back to my mommy, so you deserve a place to stay in return," Lizzy admitted and Ally picked her up and placed her on the other side of a huge log, which was blocking their path and she hoped over, then grabbed her hand again.

"We'll see, let's just return you to your mommy," Ally stated and then continued westwards.

Ally smiled. The young girls offer had sprung up sad thoughts in her mind. She didn't know if she could get attached to people again, not after she lost Freddie and Nicky. She'd gotten so close to them and then they'd got torn apart so quickly.

"Lizzy!" A woman's shrill voice screamed and Lizzy let go of Ally's hand.

"Mommy!" She screamed back and Ally quickly grabbed her hand before she could run off.

"Don't run, you might bump into a zombie-"

"There called Creepers," She pointed out and Ally nodded her head and decided to go along with her name.

"Well, you might run into a Creeper, c'mon I'll walk you," They made their way through the bushes and trees. The womans cries grew louder, as they got closer. Ally could hear a lot of voices beginning to shout for Lizzy. Ally saw the opening up ahead and she saw a group of people standing in the huge front yard of the farm. A farmhouse rested in the center of the yard and a camp full of tents were near the dusty road surrounding a tree. A huge RV was next to the tents. The farm was massive, she could see a huge barn on the field next to this one and it all seemed to go on forever, she could hear cattle in the distance and she saw horses running around in the field opposite the farmhouse. Ally looked down at her and smiled.

They stepped out of the woods and all the people on the yard turned around to look at them. Lizzy let go of her hand and raced into an older woman's arms, who was crying her eyes out and Ally knew it was her mom, Harriet. Ally smiled as they embraced one another and she began to play with her fingers. They all didn't take much noticed to her, they focused on the little girl in her mom's arms.

"Thank you," Harriet walked over to her, carrying Lizzy in her arms. "Thank you for saving my baby."

"I'm not a baby," Lizzy moaned and Ally chuckled. Harriet was wearing a grey shirt and a pair of jeans, her hair was brown, but had shimmers of grey throughout.

"Well, she found me, I was embracing the summer's day and she came out of nowhere," Ally explained and everyone else walked over to them.

"What's your name?" Harriet asked.

"Ally."

"Well, Ally I think you deserve some warm food," Harriet reached out and grabbed her hand, giving it a firm squeeze and Ally smiled at her.

"It's fine, I'm going to get going," Ally said and a man in a sheriff's hat stepped forward, he was wearing a long-sleeved brown shirt which was half tucked into his combat trouser, which were tucked into a pair of military boots, Ally saw the gun and knife on his belt and knew that this man meant business.

"You got a group?" He asked, his voice firm and stern. Ally could tell he was their leader.

"No, I'm all alone, have been for a while," Ally's grip tightened on her bat and she stared down at the ground.

"Well, please let us offer you some food and then I'd like to have a chat with you," He spoke in a serious tone and Ally stared into his eyes. Harriet placed her hand on her arm and guided her away from the group of people and up to the farmhouse.

There was a woman sat on a porch swing, she'd been watching the whole scene play out and when they walked onto the porch she jumped off the swing and walked over to them. She had short blond hair and was wearing a green vest-top and denim shorts with cowboy boots.

Harriet smiled at her. "This is Ally, she rescued Lizzy."

"Let's get you some food and I think you deserve a shower," The woman had a strong southern accent and Ally flashed her a smile and they walked into the farmhouse.

The inside was plain a simple, it had defiantly seen better days. They'd walked straight into the lounge, which had a couch and two armchairs, a coffee table lay in the middle and a fire-place rested along the far wall. To the right there was a little archway, instead of a door, which lead to a kitchen, a table lay in the middle. Harriet and the other woman guided her down the hallway opposite and they stopped at the stairs which were on the right.

"You head up there, turn right and go through the last door at the end and get in the shower," The southern woman explained and Ally nodded her head. "I'm Mary by the way, I'll bring you up some new clothes."

Ally glanced at Harriet and she gave her a reassuring smile. Ally walked up the stairs and turned right down the hallway. She reached the last door and opened it, she stepped inside to see a little room, it consisted of a wooden double bed and a dresser with a mirror above it. Ally saw a door on the left side of the room and opened it up to see a bathroom, she walked inside and shut the door. Ally glanced at herself in the mirror and she gasped. Her hair was a knotted mess and she had black blood from the zombies on her face and neck, I'm surprised I didn't scare Lizzy looking like this.

Ally took off her clothes and dropped them to the floor, she glanced down at her naked body, all of her old battle scars began to shine out against her dirty skin, she couldn't help but think she looked ugly, how could anyone love this? Ally pushed her negative thoughts to the back of her mind and stepped into the shower, she turned it on and jumped back immediately as the cold spray hit her bare skin.

Ally stepped back under and she hissed in pain, all her pulled muscles cried out in pain and all her cuts cringed from the coldness. Ally grabbed the shower gel and rubbed it into her skin. Dirt filled the basin of the tub, it looked like she'd been rolling around in a mud pit, it was all black and brown. She grabbed the shampoo and conditioner and did her hair, leaves and twigs fell out of her hair, along with heaps of mud.

"Ally," Marry knocked on the bathroom door. "I've brought you some clothes, you almost done?"

"Yeah, I'll be out in a second," She shouted above the spray and reached out and turned it off. She saw a towel resting on the rack and she wrapped it around her small frame. She pushed open the door and saw Mary standing by the bed, she turned around and smiled at her.

"Who would've known there was a pretty face underneath all that dirt," Mary laughed and Ally smiled.

"That was the first shower I've had in a while," Ally replied.

"Do you want me to do your hair?" She asked.

"Yes please," Ally responded and Mary gestured for her to sit down on the bed and Ally obeyed. Mary began to brush all the tangles from her hair and gently caressed each strand.

"Are you traveling with anyone?" Mary asked and Ally shook her head.

"I've been alone for a while, I was with two people a year back, but good things don't last long and I was once again left alone," Ally sighed and Mary placed a hand on her shoulder.

"I know how you feel, no one's safe in this world anymore, you gotta count each and everyday as a blessing, that's what my daddy says," Mary explained and Ally smiled.

"Is your dad still here?"

"Yeah, this is his farm, we took in Wayne's group a few months back, their camp had just been attacked and they stumbled across the farm and they begged to stay and my daddy; Frederick, took them in and they camp outside and help around the farm and we all work together as a team, it's nice to have so many people around, we're all like one big family," Mary chatted away and she began to braid Ally's hair.

"Who lives in the farmhouse?" Ally asked.

"Well if any of Wayne's group gets injured my daddy takes care of them and lets them rest inside, but then they have to return back outside. It's only me, my little sister Sarah and daddy," Mary replied and she tied the end of Ally's braid off and patted her shoulder. "There you go."

"Thank you," Ally got off the bed and Mary handed her a pile of clothes and a pair of boots.

"You get dressed and I'll meet you down in the kitchen," Mary flashed her a smile, then spun around and left. Ally stared after her and felt a warm sensation inside her heart. No one had ever been so nice to her ever since the zombies came, but then it reminded her that such kindness could turn to hate within seconds and she frowned. Life was never going to go back to normal.

Ally slipped on the jeans and the dark blue top, and grabbed her old clothes and placed them on the bed. She hurried to put on the socks and the boots and grabbed her ruined clothes and walked out the room. She gently shut the door behind her, she knew the house was very old and she didn't want to cause it anymore damage.

Ally walked down the stairs and down the hallway, she walked into the lounge and remembered that the kitchen was next door and she poked her head around the archway and saw Mary and Harriet sat at the table.

"Ally, you clean up good," Harriet chuckled and Ally smirked. "Come sit down, we've made you some soup."

Ally sat down next to Mary and stared down at the bowl in front of her. It's been forever since I've eaten. Ally had to contain a pleasurable moan, as the warm soup flooded into her mouth, she began to shovel it all into her mouth and devoured the bowl within minutes. Mary and Harriet both looked at each other in amazement.

"I'm guessing you were hungry," Mary laughed. "Squirrel soup is the best, you're not a vegetarian are you?"

"No, I just haven't had squirrel before, I usually just live off granola bars," Ally explained.

"You can tell, your nothing but skin and bones," Harriet added. "I think we should get you introduced to the group."

"I'm very grateful for all of this, but I think I'm going to head off," Ally sighed and Mary reached out and grabbed her hand.

"Don't be silly, you've been alone for too long," Mary squeezed her hand. "You'll be much safer here, then on your own."

"Mary's right, we will all welcome you with open arms," Harriet smiled at her and Ally returned it.

"Okay, I guess I can stay," Ally replied and Mary clapped her hands together.

"Well welcome to the big dysfunctional family," Mary got up from her chair and disappeared out of the kitchen, Harriet got up and Ally followed her out of the front door and out onto the porch.

"You'll be fine," Harriet assured her and she guided her down the yard and over to the trees where the campfire and chairs lay. The tents surrounded the tree's in a huge arch shape, there were thirteen tents, all looking old and worn. There were a lot of people surrounding the newly lit fire and Ally felt a pit of nerves build in her stomach.

"I'm scared," Ally whispered and Harriet flashed her a gentle smile.

"Don't worry, they're all friendly, well apart from Austin, but you'll get used to it," Harriet patted her on the back and Ally forced a smile onto her face, she really wasn't looking forward to meeting this Austin.

"Ally," Lizzy came bounding over and wrapped her arms around her legs, Ally had to gain her balance to stop them both tumbling to the ground, she reached out and patted her head. "Thank you so much."

"It's okay," Ally whispered and Lizzy untangled herself from her legs and ran back over to a younger boy, who was sat on a log playing with a slingshot.

"Ally, I'm Wayne," The man with the Sheriff's hat stepped forward and held his hand out for Ally to shake.

Ally reached out and shook his hand. "Nice to meet you."

"I'm Trish," A younger girl around her age stepped forward, she was dressed in a purple vest-top and black trouser, Ally smiled at her in glee, it was the first girl she'd met that was her age, since the zombies had come.

"H-Hi," Ally stammered and Trish smiled up at her.

"This is my boyfriend-" Trish turned around and began to look around. "Dez!" She yelled and a mop of ginger hair came scurrying out of one of the tents nearby and appeared at her side.

"Hi I'm Dez," He smiled at her and Ally tried to contain her giggles. "I'm the joker of the group."

"More like a jackass," Trish hissed back and they both walked away from Ally, bickering away at one another.

"They tend to do that a lot," Wayne said and Ally smiled.

"Hi, my names Angela," An older woman with black hair appeared before Ally, she was wearing a blue dress and cowboy boots. Ally returned the smile that the woman was giving her. "Wayne have you seen Austin?"

"Angela, he's twenty-nine, he knows what he's doing," Wayne assured her and she shrugged her shoulders.

"I know, but I'm just worried. He was in a really bad mood today," Ally looked over her shoulder to see Harriet and Mary were setting up a tent at the end of the arch of tents.

"He's always in a bad mood, it's just the way he is, but when he hunts it helps him let off steam and he's not going to want you worrying about him," Wayne explained and Angela nodded her head and walked off towards the campfire.

"Now, where did we find a beauty like you," A low whistle echoed from behind her. Ally turned around to see a boy with light brown hair standing behind her. "I'm Elliot, you must be Ally."

"That's me," Ally shifted uncomfortably under his gaze and Wayne sensed her discomfort and glared at Elliot.

"Quit it Elliot, your making her uncomfortable," He snapped and Elliot chuckled.

"I didn't mean too," Elliot walked forward and ruffled her hair. "See you around Ally," Ally watch him wander off towards the tree's by the camp and he sat down underneath it and began to play with Lizzy and her friend.

"So how many people have I got left to meet?" Ally asked and Wayne smiled.

"A lot more, you just go sit down and everyone will introduce themselves naturally," He explained and Ally nodded her head.

"Oh, should I be worried about meeting this Austin, because he sounds like a scary person," Ally said.

"He is a scary person, he just appears cold in person, but when you get to know him he's kind of alright, well he's alright to me because I'm the leader and he needs my help with things most of the time, but most people just live by the rules of, if he approaches you talk to him, if he don't then keep your distance unless it's important," Ally's eyes widened at Wayne's words.

"He sure does sound like a great person," Ally joked and she walked towards the campfire and sat down on one of the chairs. Harriet walked over and sat down next to her.

"Me and Mary have set up a tent for you, do you have any stuff?" Harriet asked and Ally shook her head.

"I lost everything I owned a year ago," Ally looked around and realized she no longer had her bat with her. "Where's my bat?"

"You left it inside, I'll go get it for you," Harriet patted her on the leg and got up and headed towards the farmhouse. Ally watched her walk away and smiled, the sense of family was strong within these people, it reminded Ally of what she once had with Freddie and Nicky, they all stuck together like glue and when the creepers tore through their camp, it was like all of Ally's worst nightmares coming true, she couldn't help them, she couldn't do anything, but run and that's what she did, and she couldn't help, but think that was the worst mistake she could've made, maybe she would've been able to save them, not knowing kills her, but she's just going to have to live with that guilt hanging over her head.

"Hello Ally," Lizzy greeted and she was standing next to a boy who was a bit older than her.

"I'm George," The little boy had blond hair and blue eyes, he was wearing a blue checkered shirt and black trousers. Ally was shocked to see a gun tucked into his belt, her eyes widened and she glanced into his eyes.

"Don't worry, George can't fire it," Lizzy teased and he blushed crimson red.

"I can too, my dad's teaching me," George retorted.

"Who's your daddy?" Ally asked and George looked around the camp and pointed to an older man with blond hair.

"There he is, his names Kyle, my mom's in the tent with Lexi," George explained.

"Is Lexi your little sister?" George nodded his hed.

"His mom only had her a few weeks ago," Lizzy stated. "She's been keeping everyone up, can't stop crying like a baby."

"That's because she is a baby, like you," George snapped and Lizzy squealed.

"I'm not a baby," She bit back and Ally smiled at them both.

"Stupid ass bitch, stealing my kill," A man with blond hair came storming out of the woods, he was carrying a crossbow and he was wearing a sleeveless top, which was covered in mud and his trousers had rips in them and they were covered in guts. He barged passed Angela, making her drop the bowl of water she had in her hands, all on the floor. He didn't even stop and help, he just carried on walking he made his way around the campfire and walked past the trees and up to the farmhouse, he walked around the back and disappeared out of sight and Ally's mouth was hanging open.

"Who the hell is that?" Ally asked, disgusted with his actions.

"That's Austin, he gets pretty angry when he comes back empty-handed from his hunt," Lizzy commented.

"He's horrible,"Ally added and they both nodded.

"He is, but he's also very good at hunting and killing, he's very useful on the battlefield," George explained.

"And you know a lot about the battlefield?" Ally asked and George shrugged his shoulder and walked over to his dad.

"Can I put flowers in your braid?" Lizzy asked and she bounced up and down in excitement.

"Sure," Ally got off the chair and she sat down on the grass. Lizzy stood behind her and began to pick the daisy's out of the ground and slip them into her braid.

"Your very pretty, I hope I look like you when I grow up, and I bet I'll have all the boys I want," Lizzy said sheepishly and Ally laughed.

"Thank you Lizzy," Ally heard the unzipping of a tent and she glanced over to see a middle-aged woman step out, cradling a baby in her arms. Her eyes were blood-shot and heavy bags rested under her eyes. She kept rocking the baby back and forwards, but everything she seemed to do made the baby cry even more. She walked over to them and she glanced down at Ally.

"I'm Julie, w-would you mind helping me, she won't stop crying. I-I haven't slept in four days," Ally held out her arms and she placed the baby in her arms.

"You get some sleep, I'll try to calm her down," Ally gave her a friendly smile and Julie left and went back inside her tent.

"Is this Lexi?" Ally asked.

"Yeah," Lizzy replied and she continued creating a pretty pattern of daisy's in her hair. Ally gazed down at the crying baby, she started rocking her from side to side, humming the tune to the song her mother used to sing to her. Lexi reached out her tiny hands and Ally placed her finger in her hold, she began to play with her finger, whilst Ally continued to hum to her.

"Is that silence I hear?" A deep voice chuckled from behind them, Ally looked over her shoulder and saw a very muscular man leaning against the nearby tree. He pushed himself off it and walked over to them. "I'm Dean, you must be Ally, the one who saved Lizzy," He reached out and ruffled Lizzy's hair and she giggled.

"Nice too meet you, Dean," Ally smiled up at him. His brown hair clung to his face and he had a scar above his eyebrow. He was wearing a brown vest top and baggy black trouser. He looked around thirty to Ally, but his bright green eyes made him look younger.

"Now, we might just have to keep you around, if you can get Lexi to stop crying that quick," He chuckled and then he nodded his head and walked off.

"He seems nice," Ally commented and Lizzy giggled.

"I think Sarah; Mary's sister, like's him," Lizzy stated and Ally nodded her head.

"Okay, I'll stay away," Ally joked and she carried on humming to Lexi.

"What's that song?" Lizzy asked.

"My mom used to sing it to me when I was a baby," Ally sniffled, fighting the tears that were forming in her eyes.

"Is your mom not around anymore?"

"She didn't make it," Ally whimpered and Lizzy placed her hand on her shoulder.

"Would you sing the song for me, please," She suggested and Ally nodded her head.

Hey, sweet darlin',

The grass is green and I want to hear you scream it,

You know I'm here, to fight through your fears,

I don't care if we're worlds apart,

I'll love you from the earth and back,

Sweet darlin', I'm here through thick and thin,

I'm never giving up on you,

Sweet darlin',

No matter where you go,

I'll be watching over you, I'll be watching over you,

My sweet, my sweet beautiful darlin'.

Ally let the tears flow from her eyes and she reached out and stroked Lexi's cheek. Lizzy was sat down on the grass behind her, she shuffled forward and wrapped her arms around her waist, resting her little head on her back.

"That's beautiful," Lizzy whispered and Ally let out a sob. "Your mom must've been the worlds most amazing mom."

Ally held back a whimper and her face broke out into a smile, from Lizzy's words. "She was amazing, I'm just sick of losing people."

"I know how you feel, my daddy died too," Ally grabbed her small hands, which were gripping onto the front of her shirt and she stroked them. "I'm going to go and find George," Ally let go of her hands and Lizzy got up and Ally saw she was crying.

"I'll see you later," Ally flashed her a smile and Lizzy returned it, she ran off across the dirt road and into the field next to the farm. Ally wiped away her stray tears and got to her feet, holding Lexi tight in her arms. She looked around to see if anyone had seen the emotional scene, which had just taken place, but no one had. Everyone was spread out across the farm, busy doing things that needed to be done. Ally could see people tending to the animals, which were on other fields. Ally walked away from the camp and up to the farm-house, she glanced up to see Wayne and Dean sat on top of the RV, talking away with one another. Ally saw the huge barn in the other field, she walked away from the farmhouse and down the dirt path, she came to the fence. The gate was already open and she continued onto the field. There was the odd huge tree in certain areas and a fallen log was resting on the far side and Ally could see Lizzy and George playing on it.

Ally walked up to the huge barn, which was weather worn and brown and she reached out for the handle. The door creaked as she pushed it open, Lexi began to gurgle in her arms. Ally walked inside and saw little stables, which were empty, there was a ladder at the farm end, which led to the hayloft.

"Ally, there you are," Harriet exclaimed and Ally whipped her head over her shoulder.

"You scared me," Ally stammered and she let out a staggering breath.

"Sorry, I found your bat," She held it out and Ally took it. "I see you've taken a liking to Lexi."

"Yeah, I managed to stop her crying, Julie has got to catch up on some sleep," Ally explained and Harriet held out her arms and scooped Lexi from her arms.

"I think you deserve some rest as well," They both walked out of the barn and walked across the field and through the gate. "Have you met everyone?"

"Well I've met a lot of people, so I'm hoping I've met everyone, I've already got a lot of names to remember," Ally laughed and Harriet joined in. They walked up the dirt path and back onto the yard, where the farmhouse was.

"I saw you and Lizzy crying, I was going to come over, but I gathered you were both going to be fine," Harriet explained and Ally sighed.

"Yeah, things just go a bit emotional, it was about time before I broke down. I'm glad I didn't have a huge audience to witness it," They both walked back over to the camp. The sun was beginning to set and dinner was being cooked over the fire. People were gathering around, finding a seat and engaging in small talk. Ally followed Harriet over to Lizzy and George and she sat down in the same chair, which she sat on earlier. Angela and Kyle began to hand out plates of food and Ally saw that it was rice and some kind of meat, once Ally got her plate she dug in straight away, still not full from the soup she was given before.

"I'm guessing your still hungry," Harriet giggled and Ally nodded her head.

Ally began to talk with Harriet, Lizzy and George, she felt someone's gaze burning into her, she looked across the campfire and saw Austin look away quickly. She gulped and she felt fear rise inside of her. He was a very scary person and she didn't fancy crossing paths with him. Ally took this time to get a proper glance of him. His mop of blond hair was filled with dirt and sweat, he had some cuts on his face and arms. He had defined muscular arms, which probably helped him use his crossbow. Ally watched him shovel food into his mouth and he glanced around at the people, not even showing a glimpses of happiness towards anyone, she could tell that there was more to him, but she didn't think it was her place to know.

Ally yawned and placed her plate on the ground. "Is that my tent, on the end?"

"Yes it is, you go rest your eyes," Harriet smiled at her and Ally got up and walked around the campfire and over to her tent.

"Goodnight Ally," Elliot turned around on his chair and winked at her.

"Night Elliot," Ally unzipped her tent and stepped inside.

All that was in there, was a small cot, with a pillow and sheet. Ally dropped her bat by the cot and collapsed onto it. She let out a sigh and pulled the sheet above her head and curled herself up into a little ball.

Maybe things were going to get better, maybe things were going to be okay, being surrounded by so many people meant that she was safe, right? Maybe this place, was a place, which she could call home.


AN: I'd really appreciate to hear your thoughts on this and the next chapter will be up in a few days time.

Song: Gabrielle Aplin: Home.

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