Chapter 1... Piece of shit.

She sat there just staring at the wall. She couldn't believe that this whole time her precious Sophia had been so close, yet so far away. Her body in the barn but her soul gone. She didn't know what to do, how could she go on now that she didn't have her daughter.

She heard the door to the rv open and close. She wiped the tears from her cheeks and pulled the covers over her head. She didn't want to see or speak to anyone, or listen to them say they were sorry for her loss.

"Carol...I Brought ya food"

The mans voice surprised her. She pulled the covers off and saw Daryl Dixon standing over her. "I'm not hungry" She mumbled and pulled the covers back over her, but they got ripped off her right away.

"Damn woman, ya are goin' to eat, no sittin' around feelin' sorry for yourself." He said looking at her.

She felt the tears build up, not from sorrow but anger. "Who are you to tell me not to feel sorry for myself!?" She yelled looking at him.

"Who am I?!" He snapped and pointed his finger in her face "I am the man who never gave up hope that she was alive! I went out there day and night lookin' for that girl of yours. Never once did I give up hope that she was alive. Unlike you, her own mother, flesh and fuckin' blood, the only person she relied on in shit forsaken this world!" He screamed.

She stared at him tears running down her face. She slapped his hand away. "Get out!" she yelled.

He looked at her "Gladly" He said and walked out slamming the door behind him.

She was about ready to throw her plate at the door, but she knew that the food could go to someone else. She got up and took the plate and walked out of the Rv, just in time to see Daryl disappear into the tree line. She walked up to Lori and Carl. "You two can have my food...I'm not hungry" She said with a sigh.

Lori looked up at her "Carol are you sure" She asked in a concerning tone.

Carol nodded "Yes, I feel sick.." she said and looked up toward the direction Daryl had gone. She worried about him, especially with his wound still not fully healed. She turned and walked back into the Rv and layed down pulling the covers back over her.

Daryl walked through the woods seeing a few walkers and taking them down with his arrows. "Dumb bitch" He mumbled to himself. "Do nothin' but try to help her, and this is how she repays me...never again." he said taking his arrow out of a walkers head. He needed to clear his head before he headed back to the camp.

He sighed as he came across the spot where he had found Sophia's doll. He shook his head and realized how much his words might have hurt Carol. He sighed "Dammit" He said and kicked the water. He knew he was going to have to apologize to her, but he didn't know how he would do such a thing.

By the time Carol had woken up it the sun was setting. She got out of bed and walked out of the Rv. She looked around, no sign of Daryl, he is usually back by now. She asked around, but everyone said they haven't seen even searched the house top to bottom.

A wave of panic swept threw her and she ran into the Rv and grabbed a knife. She slipped it into her pants and pulled her shirt over it.

She made sure no one was looking before she made a run for the tree line. She ran for a few minutes then stopped when she knew she wasn't being followed. She took the knife out and walked. "Daryl?" She said quietly.

She heard steps behind her and turned around quickly "For god sakes Daryl don't try sneaking up on me like-" She stopped when she saw two walkers coming towards her. She turned and started running, hearing them close behind her. Tears ran down her face, she came out looking for Daryl because she was worried about him, and now she is probably going to meet the same fait as her precious Sophia.

Suddenly her arm was grabbed and she screamed loudly as she was thrown to the ground. She swung her knife hoping she could stop it for a few minutes.

"Damn woman stay the fuck down!" Daryl scream and then he turned and took down the two walkers in the head.

Carol got up and saw the blood on his arm, and on her knife. She gasped when she realized she had cut him. "Daryl, I-" He grabbed her arm.

"Are ya hurt?" he asked looking her up and down.

She shook her head "No, I'm fine, but your arm" She said.

He shook his head looking angry as ever. "I'll live, what the hell were ya thinkin' coming out here!?" He yelled. This woman was to much for him to handle, she is just has a death wish. "Ya could have gotten killed if it weren't for me!"

She pulled back "I was thinkin' you were hurt!" She yelled at him "You left and haven't come back! You don't think about anyone but yourself!" She said

"There isn't anyone who cares for me so why the fuck should I be thinkin' 'bout anyone else!? The only reason they need me is because I go out every fuckin' day and bring ya'll back food and i get nothin' in return" he shouted. "Hell I went out lookin' for a lil girl who wasn't even mine because her mother didn't keep a fuckin' eye on her!" as soon as he said this he regretted it.

Carol stared at him, as soon as he mentioned her baby she turned awa and started to walk.

"Were the hell do ya think your goin'?" He said and grabbed her arm, but she quickly hi him away tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Don't fuckin' touch me!" She shouted. "First off you didn't have to look for her and I appreciate that you did I really do. Secondly I care about you, if I lose you I don't know what I would do!" She started walking away again "I can get there myself!" She said bitterly.

He clenched his teeth as she walked away, he couldn't believe what she just said to him. He walked a few steps behind her, after a while they came through the tree line. "Carol...no one asked you to care for me..." He mumbled and looked at her as she stopped.

She turned to him and shook her head "No...I choose to, just like you chose to look for my daughter.." She said. "All because I am...was a piece of shit mother." She left him with that, and walked toward the group and into the Rv.