We're here guys! The sequel!

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''If we don't hear from you in 20 minutes we'll come looking.'' Maggie spoke into the walkie. She glanced over at us, concern clear in her eyes. Though she didn't voice does concerns.

''Copy that.'' Rick's voice echoed through the radio. After that the car went silent. No one had anything to report or reply anymore. Maggie put the walkie back with a sigh and leaned her head against the seat.

Since we were in Richmond we thought it was worth checking out Noah's old neighbourhood, hopefully his family would still be there and we wouldn't have to travel anymore. Rick, Michonne, Tyreese, Olivia and Glenn were with Noah, currently entering the area.

Maggie had wanted to come with, but Glenn convinced her to stay. He told her she could sit this one out. Now, she was worried sick for Glenn. I'd tried to cheer her up in the first hour or so, but quickly realised she wasn't really interested in that.

I was quick to decline the offer to come with. I wasn't looking for another 'adventure' at this point. Daryl stayed too. I told him he should go, because I know he was planning on it, but when he heard I wasn't going he decided to stay too. Not that he ever admitted that to me. He told me he didn't really care whether he joined the group or not.

I'd tried to convince him to go if he wanted, but wasn't really disappointed or mad when he decided to stay I didn't mind the company and seeing Maggie like this, I knew I would have been the same if it were Daryl out there.

After the hospital I hadn't really talked to anyone about it. Daryl was the only one I told, I told him almost everything that happened. I told Rick the necessary things, like why my neck was all bruised and I gave a short summary of who Beth was. Noah had done most of the talking, explaining what had happened while I was there and why he was at the hospital.

I'd expected Daryl to push himself away from me. To build up another wall, but he had been so different. After we left the hospital, Daryl seemed to be more caring then ever. He didn't openly show it, it was just the little things. He'd always seemed to be up whenever I took watch, and when we were travelling by car, he was always in the same vehicle as me. He watched over me and right now I couldn't wish for anything more.

Everything that had happened at the hospital still swam around in my mind. I mostly just ignored the feelings of guilt. Beth was just another person added to the list of dead people. I forced myself not to think about it, so far it had been working. Just barely.

I shifted in my chair, trying to find a comfortable position. My neck ached as I turned my head to lean it against the seat. I let out a breath, frustrated by the feeling.

''What's the plan?'' Daryl asked Maggie, leaning forward and placing his hand on the seat in front of him as he talked.

''We'll park on the side of the road soon,'' She said while looking in the rear view mirror, watching the others driving behind us. ''Wait for Rick and the others to call in.''

''And what do we do in the meantime?'' Gabriel spoke up from the passenger seat. Maggie shrugged her shoulders.

''Don't matter.''

''We could scout the place,'' I offered, my eyes turning towards Daryl silently asking him. He nodded his head, agreeing with my plan. ''We need the supplies.''

Not 5 minutes later, Maggie slowed down and turned into the woods. The car started to shake due to the uneven grounds. In an automated response, my hand shot out to balance myself. I had placed it on top of Daryl's shoulder for support. The unexpectedness off my actions made Daryl tense and I immediately let go of him as I felt his muscles stiffen.

I followed Daryl out of the car as Maggie stopped. Sasha and the other arrived soon after us. Carl, Judith, Abraham, Rosita and Tara stepped out of the car. As we all joined each other again, we started to discuss what to do.

''We'll need people to stay here, watch over the cars.'' I started, I looked over at Gabriel, giving him a look.

''I'll stay here with the children.'' Gabriel spoke up, understanding my silent suggestion.

''I'll stay too,'' Maggie said, she didn't explain herself but she didn't need to. Someone needed to watch over Gabriel, someone who could actually fire a gun. ''Me too.'' I said. I wasn't really feeling up for wandering around. It'd be best to stay here. For everyone.

''So the rest is coming to scout the place?'' Rosita asked. The rest nodded or spoke up with a 'yeah'. I looked over at Sasha, she was clutching her machine gun with a little more strength then necessary. I narrowed my eyes at her. I'd prefer if she stayed here, where she most likely wouldn't have to take down any walkers, or people. But I didn't feel like it was my place to speak up. She was a grown woman, she could decide for herself. When I glanced over at Maggie I noticed she had the same expression of doubt on her face.

Abraham slammed his hand down on the hood of the car. ''Let's get ready.'' He said. Everyone slowly left, grabbing their stuff out of the trunk.

I stayed behind, watching everyone. I didn't need to turn my head to know that Daryl was still there. Still, I turned my head and there he was. Standing with all his social awkwardness and anger issues. I took a step forward to him.

''I'mma be back soon.'' He mumbled. I nodded at him, giving him a small smile. I contemplated hugging him, but I knew everyone could see us if I did. I knew Daryl felt uncomfortable with the stares and I did too. So instead I just answered.

''Be safe.''

He turned around and walked away towards his car. I couldn't help but stare at him as he left.

''Although the circumstances may not be considered ideal right now, I am obliged to ask you something.'' I jumped when I heard Eugene's voice.

''Were you watching me?'' I asked, annoyed.

''I may or may not have been.'' He quickly said,

''What do you want?'' I said, a bit harsh, as I folded my arms over my chest. I couldn't help but feel a little bit uncomfortable. It seemed like Eugene could pop up anywhere, at any moment. I swear to god, I'd rather have a walker sneak up behind me than Eugene.

''Are you into an amorous relationship with Mr. Dixon?'' He spoke, his voice as monotone as ever. My heart skipped a beat at his question and flared with anger at the same time.

''The fuck you want to know for?'' I told him, careful not to raise my voice. Eugene seemed shocked by the sudden change of behaviour, but he collected himself and answered me.

''Just examining the situation.''

''Well how about you go examine another situation.'' I took a step forwards, almost grabbing him by his collar. But I refrained myself, not wanting to draw any attention over to us.

I pushed him away from me and he stumbled backwards, visibly swallowing before he spoke again.

''Very well.'' He turned away and walked over to the car where his backpack was.

Almost an hour had gone by and I had talked to Maggie for a while, before returning to the car. I had opened the door and was sitting in one of the seats, getting comfortable. I was glancing around the group, looking for anything unusual. Suddenly there was rustling coming from my right and I turned towards the woods, just in time to see Eugene dissapear in between the trees.

What the hell? What was Eugene doing?

Eugene wasn't really able to take care of himself. He had never killed a walker, never killed an animal, didn't know how to track or find a way back if he was lost. He was practically helpless, so why would he even go out there?

You know what, I don't care. He's not my responsibility. He is a grown man, a very intelligent person. He does these things at his own risk. But, I was the only one who saw it. I shouldn't make this into a big deal. I'll just catch up to him and drag him back.

''Dammit.'' I cursed out loud and quickly grabbed a sniper from the trunk. I checked for my handgun and my machete and when I found that everything was still there and no one was looking, I followed Eugene.

I know that Eugene already had a head start, but Eugene wasn't the quickest person I knew and I believed I could easily catch up on him. It also helped that Daryl had taught me a few tricks for tracking.

Eugene left clear tracks for me to follow. But, those weren't the only tracks I found. Walkers, a few of them. It seems like the tracks were recent. Which meant walkers must be close by. While driving here I noticed there had been quite a few stragglers. More than I'd like. But it didn't seem like a problem at the time, we could have handled them. But Eugene on his own, wouldn't be able to.

It didn't take me more than 3 minutes to catch up with Eugene. Fortunately, it seemed like he hadn't come across anyone, or anything, else. He was blood free, didn't cry yet or shook with fear. Okay, except the last one. He was definitely scared. His hands were clutching his knife as if it was the last one on earth and every few seconds he led out a huge breath, trying to calm himself down.

Instead of coming up to him and asking him what he was going to do, I stayed back. This was his moment to prove to himself he wasn't a coward, I wasn't going to take that away from him.

I remember my first walker kill. I saved Sarah because of that. It was all instinct, instinct Eugene didn't seem to have yet. Maybe, in another world, I would gladly trade his knowledge with my instinct, but today I was happy to have it.

I learned how to kill walkers because I had a family to look after, I forced myself to do it. With time, it just got easier. I learned that Eugene had found Abraham and he had done all the necessities for him.

Something rustled on Eugene's right side and he let out a girly whimper and jumped backwards, bumping in against a tree, which scared him again. I let out a soft chuckle as I watched him. I was sure he was going to pee himself any moment, but he let out one of those big breaths again and continued his journey, while I kept hidden beneath the trees and bushes.

After another minute I realised that I had completely forgotten to grab my backpack. I silently cursed to myself and smacked myself against the head. How could I be so stupid. If we got lost we wouldn't have any food or water, or a map. No matches, no batteries, no flashlight.

'We'll get back, we won't get lost' I told myself inside my head. It's going to be okay. I can't do anything about it now.

After another 20 minutes of walking, we finally arrived at the thing Eugene was probably looking for. It was a camping shop.

He knew about a camping shop? And he didn't even tell anyone? I thought about coming forward now, so that he wouldn't have to go in alone. But before I knew it he already entered the place with so much determination that I was scared he was going to trip and ruin his moment.

I quickly followed him, not even caring if he saw me or not. What idiotic person just stepped right into a store without checking for walkers.

Swiftly opening the door, I cringed as I heard the bell above it tingling, signalling that there was a customer. Eugene turned around and his eyes went wide as he saw me.

''What-''

''Are you suicidal?'' I whispered angrily at him. He apparently didn't understand my frustration because he began babbling and mumbling all different kinds of sentences.

''I don't-what are you-how-''

''You don't enter a store witho-'' The familiar groan stopped me and I was instantly alarmed. The first walker crawled its way across the floor, with one an upper body. I didn't even want to know where his lower body half was.

I let out a frustrated sound before grabbing my machete and walking over to the living body that was on its way to us. Eugene was frozen in fear, looking at the walker.

''Do you want to get it?'' I said sarcastically, knowing he wouldn't. He shook his head, like I expected him to, and grabbed his little knife to push it closer to him.

I violently swung my machete at the walkers head and watched in satisfaction as it stopped moving. When I pulled the blade back it made a disgusting sound en I saw Eugene flinch in the corner of my eye.

''And that's why you don't just enter a store, or any building, without checking.'' I lectured, pointing the machete up at him. He glanced down at it, watching the dark blood drip down on the ground.

I sighed and put the machete down again.

''Why are you even here?'' I asked him as I crouched down to clean the machete with the dead walkers clothes. I searched him real quick, trying to find anything useful. The only thing I found was a bullet, which I happily put in my pocket.

''I have the right to ask you the same matter. Why are you here?'' He stuttered, he took a step closer to me, feeling more confident now that the threat was gone.

''I am here to make sure you didn't do anything stupid and got yourself killed. And I partially succeeded.''

''Well, you can go now. I believe I no longer acquire you here.'' He told me. I turned around to face him, narrowing my eyes at him. I prevented him from being attacked by a walker, I was only here to help him and he had the nerve to tell me to leave.

''Look here scientist,'' I said, knowing that it would annoy him.

''I told you, I'm not a scientist.'' He corrected me and I smirked to myself, knowing that it had worked.

''I came here voluntary. I wasn't planning on interfering with you, but you just had to do something stupid.'' I took three steps forward, so that we were really close. I could feel his breath on my face, but I decided to ignore it. This only added to the intimidation that I wanted him to feel. ''And I believe you are going to do it again, so I'm staying.''

After staring at him for a few more seconds, seeing what I wanted to see, I stepped back and crossed my arms.

''So, why are you here?'' I asked him again, since he never really answered my question. While I was waiting for him to speak up and say something, I started to walk around the store. Cautious for more walkers, or maybe even people, and looking for anything useful left.

''I-I lived here for awhile.'' He says. I turned around, surprised. He never told us where he used to live, he never really told us anything about his past. ''And I know that I am of no value to the group, so if I brought back supplies-''

''We'd appreciate you more.'' I finished for him. I placed one hand on my hip, I got his point. It was stupid, but I kind of understood. The need to prove yourself. Like I had to prove it, to my family, the group and myself.

I sighed, rubbing my hand against my face. ''Fine.'' my voice was muffled by my hand, but I think he understood.

''Let's go then.''

After about an hour we'd finally collected everything that was even close to useful. We had found a sleeping bag, 2 flashlights a compass and a pair of new boots that seemed about right for Daryl. Rick would probably fit them too, but he just can't separate from those horrible cowboy boots, he told me he's been wearing them ever since the apocalypse and is a bit attached to them. I'd say it's more obsessive, but you know, who am I to tell him that?

Eugene and I were both sitting on the ground and leaning on the wall opposite from each other. I was eating an apple. I offered Eugene something, but he took one look at the walker on the ground and politely declined. As long as he doesn't faint from lack of food, it's his choice.

''You don't want to go back?'' I asked him after swallowing a bite.

He shrugged, and because I had no idea what he meant I shrugged back, sarcastically. ''I think we should go back,'' I told him, lifting myself up off the ground. My muscles ached when I did so and I rolled my shoulders to relieve some of the tension.

He mumbled something under his breath, but stood up anyway. I raised an eyebrow at him, but decided not to say anything. To be honest, I couldn't be bothered at the moment. He just had to get out of here, on his own, and get himself into danger.

I started walking, not even looking back to see if he was following me. I could hear his steps loud and clear anyway.

As I walked I could his constant shuffling when he realised he was slowing down and ran to catch up. I held my gun in my hand, pointing it at the ground and walking with a steady, fast pace.

''Au-Aubrey'' I heard Eugene behind me and I swiftly turned around, gun immediately raised. I lowered it once I saw it was a walker who was chasing Eugene. While putting my gun in its holster I swiftly pulled out my machete and stalked over to the walker.

With a swift wave of my arm, the walker's skull was split. I heard a groan behind me and tried to turn around, but my machete was stuck in the walker's skull.

''Shit.'' I said, I put my foot against the walkers chest, pushing it away from me. It finally loosened, making a disgusting sound. Because of the rapid chance in balance I tumbled backwards, straight against the other walker behind me.

I let out a yelp as I fell on the ground along with the walker. Turning around as soon as I could, I put an arm against the walkers neck to keep it from biting mine off. I stretched my hand out, reaching for my machete but it was too far away.

''Eugene!'' I yelled at him and I looked up for a second to see him against a tree, clutching his knife in fear. At this point panic started to set in. There was no possible way to reach my machete, so I did the only thing I could think of at the moment.

I pushed the walker as far away from me as possible, crawling backwards in the process. I fumbled for my gun as it immediately started its way back to me. I cocked my gun and shot the walker in the face.

Blood splattered against my face and I closed my eyes and mouth to prevent any infection. When I opened them I looked down at the dead body in front of me. My heart was beating and my hair was sticking against my forehead from the sweat.

With my hands on my knees I balanced myself and took a few deep breaths, trying to wipe away the blood on my face but only smudging it across it.

''Great, just fucking great.'' I mumbled and just as I turned around to yell at Eugene I heard another sound.

'Please don't be another walker...' I thought to myself as I raised my gun, but I quickly realised the sound moved to fast to be a walker. Within seconds, Daryl appeared through the trees and a moment of relief washed over me.

I quickly let my gun hand by my side and rushed over to him. Engulfing him in a hug, I let out a sigh.

''Aubrey, ya alright?'' He asked, grabbing my face and checking it.

''I'm fine.'' I told him. After a few seconds of looking in my eye and glancing behind my shoulder at the dead walker he nodded.

''We need ta get back, It's Tyreese.''