A/N: This is my first Walking Dead FanFic so go easy please! Set just after findind Sophia in the barn.
Chapter:1
Carol had been watching as the whole thing unfolded. She felt sick to her stomach as she watched Shane working to open the barn. The others nevously held their guns not sure what to do. Maggie and Beth were gripping onto Hershal with all their might, tears pouring down their face. Glenn stood behind Maggie until the walkers finally were free, looking to her for conformation, he ran to the aid of his family when she simly gave him a heartbroken nod. Andrea, Glenn, Daryl, Shane, and T-Dog stood weapons at the ready as atleast 20 or so walkers came pouring out of the barn. Carol looked around at the chaos, Lori stood back craddling Carl, Rick stood watching with the walker still on the metal leash, and the Greene family watched as the horror unfolded. She felt sick to her stomach, walkers were a danger to them all but Shane had no right. Shots rung out as walker after walker poured out of the barn. Seemingly, as the last one fell, Shane turned and shot the one Rick was holding on to. Silence rang as the Greene family's sorrows filled the air. Her family was about to turn around when it happened. They heard the soft growling and shuffeling as the last walker drug itself out of the barn.
All the air left Carols lungs as she watched her little girl limp out of the barn. "SOPHIA!" She screamed and tried to run to her walker daughter, all consious thoughts vacating her brain. Two strong arms wrapped around her waist, holding her back as she tried to get to Sophia. She clawed, screamed, and kicked trying to get away, but she was drug to the ground by her captor as he tried to comfort her. She cried as she watched Rick, the only one who stepped foward as he put a bullet through her brain. The person holding her was trying to calm her down, stroking her hair and whispering calming things in her ear. Finally she had enough, she finally got free of whoever had been holding her and took off running.
Once she got to the RV, she tore the door open and threw herself inside. Screams of agony tore through her as the sceen played in her head again. Her baby girl, with those milky, lifeless eyes, pale dirty skin, and a large bite on her where neck meets shoulder. She wailed louder and curled into herself as it just kept going and going. She wished she were dead, how could she live in this world without the only thing precious to her? She thought and hoped and prayed Daryl would be right, that Sophia would come home, tired and hungry, but safe. She cried herself to sleep that night, and everynight after that, until the farm got overun and they were forced off and back on the run.
A/N: I know this is short, and rough, but I don't have spell check or anything like that, feel free to leave comments for critisism, ideas, and mistakes I made! Thanks!
