Burying Andrea was depressing, the group losing another friend, another family member. But it was a beginning to a new time for the prison and the people living inside. Woodbury people settled into life with our group surprisingly well, after months of work we finally had a good system in place. Between all of us we built a nice community, even was able to find some pigs and a horse. Daryl and I always went out on runs together being a perfect team, we've worked through the problems we had and have become a tight-knit team. We've even started bringing in survivors, granted they answer three simple questions right. 'How many walkers have you killed? How many people have you killed? Why?'
Standing out in the courtyard smiling down at the children playing in the morning sunlight, I was lost in daydreams when Daryl surprised me wrapping his arms around my waist kissing the back of my neck. "Mornin' darling." Smiling I place my arms over his giving them a small squeeze. "Morning." Giving me a small squeeze back he sighs. "I already know, too many skins on the fences, it's important to get them cut down as much as possible or the fences isn't going to hold much longer," Daryl nodded against my shoulder. "Maybe talk it over with council, pull a couple people from the coal crew. If we're lucky this run will hold us for a little bit, so smaller runs the two of us can do alone will be alright." Taking hold of my hand, we walked into the prison to talk about the shortage for the run with the other council-people.
After talking it over for thirty minutes and deciding my suggestion was the best choice, a few volunteers from coal duty and we were set to get ready for the run. Getting the last few things I stood by the door to the truck as Daryl walked off to grab one more thing and Zach stop at the bed to talk with Beth. After she kissed his cheek and goes to walk away, Zach sighs. "What, not going to say goodbye." With a smile on her face and still walking away. "Nope." Turning quickly to hide my smile from him, I walked to the front of the truck to wait until Daryl was ready to get on the bike. Merle walks over wrapping his arm around my shoulder laughing. "Damn romance novel going on." I laugh with him, smacking his chest. "Hush, it's young love."
We watched as another man walked up to the front of the kia that Sasha was preparing to drive. "Uh, I'd like to pull my weight around here, if that's alright with you." I listen intently to see what Sasha's response would be, they'd been subtly flirting since Daryl and I brought him in a week ago. He'd flirt and she'd play hardball with him. "Jenni and Daryl found you on your own, this is a team, do you know how to work on a team?" Daryl walked by her to get some last-minute stuff for our truck. "It ain't easy, we ain't doing it." Glenn leaned against the hood of the kia giving his weight to the decision, Sasha nodded her head in agreement. "Okay." To hide the smile Bob looked behind himself before making his way to the backseat of the kia.
As we loaded up and was making our way down to the gate to leave we ran into Michonne just getting in from her run, we stop to talk a moment. Sitting back dropping my hands to Daryl's hips I smiled at Michonne over Daryl's shoulder. "Michonne! Welcome back, how'd it go?" Returning my smile Michonne shrugged at us. "Fine, didn't find him though." Daryl eyed her a moment flipping her words over in his head. "Just glad you made it back safe." Sitting my chin on Daryl's shoulder hugging him from behind. "In one piece too." Michonne smiled at us then looked over at Rick seriously. "Haven't checked out Macon yet, thinking that'll be the next place I'll check out." Rick blinked at her words, I sign understanding their need for blood but it's been months since we've had to worry about the Governor. Seeing our expression Michonne attempted to argue her point, both Daryl and I shrug while Rick gave her a look. "I understand your drive, really I do Michonne but that's what at least 70 miles of geek-land." Daryl nodded adding to my point. "Not including unneighborly types, ya sure it really worth it." Michonne gave us an annoyed look that morphed into understanding, Daryl gave her a small pitying look before telling Rick what we were doing, Rick nodded before speaking. "Alright, sounds good. I'll go out and check the snares, I don't want whatever we've managed to catch be a snack for the dead." Michonne nods at us, as Carl perks up looking over from petting the horse she rode. "I'll lend a hand."
"But you just got back." Smiling at Carl sticking her hands on her hips. "Yeah and I'll be back, don't worry." Giving Carl a smile as Michonne walked around us to get in the Kia with Sasha and the others. "I'll watch out for her Carl, don't fret." Carl shook his head at me. "Just be careful Jenni." I winked at him sticking my tongue out. "I will and I remember," We speak at the same time. "Grab any comic books you see." Laughing I wave at him as Daryl revs the bike engine and we head out to the Big Spot store we'd scoped at a few days before.
Getting to Big Spot was easy, we saw one or two dead on the way but they couldn't get more than a step before we left them behind. Pulling up to the fence, Daryl turn the engine off letting me get off first. "Alright, we're going to do a sweep around the parking lot make sure it's safe 'nd clear, we'll make our way through to the store. See anythin' of use grab it, we'll come back tomorrow with more people if there's anything good inside the store." We all nodded agreeing to the plan, notching my bow I stayed alert right behind Daryl as we worked our way through. The parking lot was empty in more ways than one, nothing really of use and no geeks, making our way to the store doors Daryl bang on the window a couple times to draw any dead up front to the doors. Leaning against the windows, Zach leaned against the pillar in thought, Michonne walked over to the doors to listen for movement inside.
Zach has been trying to figure out what we all were before the dead started rising and the world turned upside down. Tapping his thigh with his shotgun Zach finally spoke up. "Alright, I think I finally figured it out. Jenni is great with kids, so obviously she was a teacher and you Daryl, I got it finally." Michonne walked around the corner stopping in front of us. "Got what finally?" I smiled up at her, explaining. "Zach here has been, what six weeks?" Daryl nodded at my question. "Trying to figure us out, what we all did before the world flip upside down. Zach laughs sitting down beside Daryl. "Hey, I'm pacing myself, one guess a day. He's a hard cookie to crack." Smiling Michonne took up Zach's place leaning against the pillar. "Oh, this'll be good, what's your guess today?" Zach looked between all of us before smiling. "Well, the way you know your way around the prison, being on the council like a natural leader, your ability to track nearly anything. You're helping people around you, ya know, but still being surly." Michonne and I shared a look hiding our smiles, waiting for Zach to finish explaining his guess. "Now here's the big swing, the enchilada." We all looked at him as he paused for the big reveal. "Homicide cop." I couldn't hold it in, I burst out laughing as soon as the words left his mouth, Michonne following behind me. Daryl eyed both of us laughing like loons. "What's so funny you two." Still laughing I managed to speak. "Nothing, nothing at all love." Michonne smiling, laughing softly now. "It makes perfect sense."