A\N Hey there! So this is yet another Walking Dead story from me!

Woo!

So this is basically a story told by each character in every chapter on how Sophia changed them and their life! This has probably been done, but whateves!

When I saw 'Pretty Much Dead Already', I cried.

Poor Carol! But Daryl will help her so it's all cool!

Let's begin shall we?

Shane

Shane Walsh was never a man who was good with words. In fact, he hated saying them. He knew he'd fuck things up with words and most of the time he did. So when the little girl needed words the most, why did Shane feel obliged to give them to her?

She was alone, Carl was nowhere in sight. Shane had just been circling the perimeter for walkers when he noticed the little blonde waiting for something. He strutted to her, gun in hand and placed himself next to her.

"Hey Sophia what are you doin'?" He questioned her, looking for her eyes, but only to find them spaced far about the hills. She looked so peaceful, her blonde hair was slightly moving on her small face and her petite, delicate hands were grasping something Shane couldn't see. Her eyes finally moved until they met Shane's.

"Oh, hi Shane," She whispered, as if her voice could damage something. Shane stared at her for a moment before replying.

"What are you doin'?" He repeated, his curiosity creeping up slowly. Sophia blinked at him as if she couldn't interpret his words. She breathed heavily, looking out again.

"I...like the silence..."

"Sometimes silence isn't a good thing," Shane said, looking out at the hills as Sophia had. He wanted to see what she saw, but all he could see was death and destruction. He wondered what she was thinking, just looking out, but he didn't ask, instead he waited for a response.

"My...my daddy died last night...I was so scared 'cause..." She said, trailing off while looking terribly guilty. Her serene expression had melted away, but she was still focused on the landscape before her.

"Your daddy was a piece of shit," Shane chuckled, shaking his head. Sophia turned to him, her face gone rotten.

"My daddy was flawed, but he wasn't a piece of 'shit'," She hissed.

"Watch your mouth little girl," Shane warned. She turned back, glaring.

"I'll watch mine if you watch yours,"

Shane wanted to retort, but he knew that was enough of that. So instead he sprawled his long legs in front of him and scanned the area before him. The sun was creeping down on the rolling hills and the place was so vast, but he knew it was time to leave...the walkers came and Jim, Jim was going to die...He looked at Sophia, studying her plain features. The sun cast a shadow on her as well, that made her seem wise beyond her years. She was breathing a little faster than normal, but kept a seemingly well-balanced look to her features.

"I was scared," Sophia whispered into the air suddenly, "Because I was relieved," Shane's head sharply turned to see tears in her eyes. "Daddy was so mean to mommy...he hurt her everyday...I want mommy to be happy and now that daddy's dead she can be..." Shane smiled gently and nodded his head.

"Don't be scared..." He soothed awkwardly, trying to find the right set of words for this, "I won't take back what I said about your daddy, but you shouldn't lie about it, you said yourself, he hurt your mother and no one deserves that," Sophia sniffled a bit, the sun disappearing so Shane could barely make out the tears streaming down her face.

"Why does Carl get to have such a nice daddy like Rick and I was stuck with mine..." She muttered, looking down at her lap. Shane cocked his head and furrowed his brows.

"I don't know..."

"Mommy says God has a reason for everything, but was God's reason right?" She questioned rhetorically into the cool air. The sun was almost completely gone, but Shane could still see the faint etch of distaste in her face.

"Maybe God has something bigger planned for your Momma than you're givin' him credit for," Shane pointed out, with a slight shrug of his shoulders. Sophia took that into consideration as they sat in a strangely comfortable silence.

"You think so?"

"Your momma took years of violence from Ed, a couple of damn walkers ain't gonna take her down," He smiled, reassuringly. Sophia brightened at this, and before the sun was completely absent to the sky, Shane saw a glimpse of her bright smile...one he would rarely ever see again.

Shane was standing at the base of Sophia's grave looking down on the dirt rolling off of it. Shane shook his head. "Little girl, I'm sorry for givin' up on you. I was bein' selfish, just wantin' Lori and Carl to myself, just neglecting your needs...I'm sorry God didn't have a bigger plan for you, but I know he has one for your momma. And, I'm sorry for just leavin' you, and lettin' Rick go after you...I should have been the one to rescue you...but instead I was the ass who let you die. You don't know how sorry I am, Little girl, but I just want you to forgive me for bein' selfish. I'm so so sorry, Sophia,"

Shane left the grave feeling the heavy weight on his shoulders deepen and the hurt in his heart grow worse.

Sophia just needed a little bit more time to forgive him.

A\N So I hope you liked it! Please review and tell me what you think and please tell me who's story you want next!