As the last of the petrol drained from the tank the car came to a slow trailing stop. Carol sighed and drummed her fingers on the wheel trying to think of her next best move. Going back to the prison was a definite no go, besides she had been driving for two hours and by now everyone would know what she had done. She wished she had at least got to say goodbye to Lizzy and Mika. And Daryl...Daryl wouldn't even give a second thought about her now after what happened. She shook her head trying to focus on the task at hand. Getting out of the car she opened the boot and rummaging through looking for her rucksack. Putting as much as she could carry in it she strapped the bag to her back and began to wonder aimlessly down the road before her, no idea what her destination was.

Daryl finally arrived back safely to the prison with all the medicines they could find for Hershel. Tyreese took them and went off to find him, desperate to see how Sasha was doing. Daryl parked their now new car and walked over to Rick, who was stood by the top of the gate looking over the prison grounds, planning to explain to him why it took so long for them to get the medicine.

"Things got pretty crazy out there, there was a herd of hundreds maybe even thousands ..." Daryl began.

"I know who killed Karen and David," Rick interrupted, he remained motionless, he's eyes in the same direction.

"You do?" Daryl asked, no longer interested in telling Rick what happened.

Rick nodded not saying anything.

"Well who was then? Come on, who do I need to beat the shit out of?" Daryl said getting impatient.

"Yeah I'm not sure that's really possible," Rick said rubbing his head.

"Why who is it Rick? Where are they?" Daryl said frowning.

"I'm not sure you're gonna agree with my decision but it was one that had to be made that put the groups safety first," Rick said incredibly reluctant to say anything more.

"If you killed them Rick it's understandable, they were a threat to the group, what's done is done now tell me who it was."

Rick glanced over at him and turned.

"I didn't kill them. I went on a run today with Carol..." Rick paused hoping Daryl would just pick it up from that.

"Yeah and? Rick seriously just tell me who it was!" Daryl said raising his voice.

"I had to leave her behind, Carol is no longer with our group," Rick said looking Daryl in the eyes for a brief moment and then looking down.

"Wha- why?" Daryl was struggling to understand what Rick was telling him, "why would you leave her behind? Was she badly hurt or?"

"No Daryl...Carol killed Karen and David."

Daryl scoffed instantly not believing him, "no she didn't, Carol wouldn't do that, she-"

"Daryl she admitted it, she said she was attempting to stop the infection spreading, just looking out for the rest of the group, obviously it didn't work."

Daryl stayed quiet for a short while taking it all in.

"So what that's it, you made the decision to leave her for dead, leave her to the walkers?" Daryl could feel himself getting angrier by the second and as he paced towards Rick.

Rick stepped back at the same speed, "Daryl I was just doing what I thought was right by everyone. I left her with a car and supplies."

"By everyone does that include Carol? Lizzy? Mika? Rick did you even stop for one minute to think about what everyone else's opinions were on this?" Daryl snarled getting close enough to shove him backwards.

"Tyreese would of attempted to kill her the moment he found out, you saw how he freaked out on us, Carol would of been dead in seconds of getting through that gate."

"Right so that's it just like that is it? After months of you taking a break from being the leader and making all these decisions in that split second while you were out on a run with Carol you decided to take up the role again, I don't really think that's the way it works Rick."

Daryl gritted his teeth staring at Rick, "now you're gonna take me back to where you left her and we're gonna find her, okay?"

"No Daryl we're not," Rick said turning to walk away from him.

Daryl grabbed his shoulder and Rick swung around increasing the impact of Daryl's fist as he punched him in the face. Rick tried his best to stay calm as he spat out the blood.

"Now Daryl..." Rick warned only to receive another blow to the face.

"Dammit Daryl!" Rick shouted as Daryl went for another swing.

He dodged it and managed to shove him backwards onto the ground. He kicked him once in the stomach and waited for a response, but there was nothing.

Daryl laid on the ground, his hands over his face, heavily breathing.

"You alright Daryl?" Rick asked keeping his distance.

Daryl removed his hands from his face and stood up, wheezing slightly.

"Yeah I'm fine," he replied bluntly. He walked over to where his bike was and got on it.

"Tell me where you went on your run," Daryl demanded.

Rick said nothing and wiped the blood off his face.

"Rick, I need to know she's okay," Daryl said almost pleading but still managing to maintain his icy persona.

Rick sighed, "we went to a group of houses, a cul-de-sac about 8 miles north."

Daryl nodded upwards as a gesture of thank you.

Rick put his hand on his shoulder as he started up his bike, "do not bring her back here."

Daryl clenched his jaw and nodded once.

He was going to find her and he was going to bring her back.