Hey guys, so this is going to be a lot like the one I just started, but I didn't like how it was going so I'm changing it a bit… or well a lot since it's going to be a bit more twisted around than the first one. Luckily I didn't get any reviews (sad face) on the first one and was only 3 chapters in so I hope it's okay I'm starting over. So here it goes! Warnings: language, sexual content, dead people walking, ect. Don't own TWD, unfortunately.

Chapter One: The Girl Next door

"Freeze!" Rick cried, holding his gun up quickly. The body in front of him did as they were told, stopping in it's tracks and holding up their hands in surrender. "Are ya bit? Step into the light so I can see you!"

They did as they were told and stepped forward. Rick was shocked to see it was a young girl, probably early to mid twenties. She had bright green eyes and tangled, curly red hair. She was covered head to toe in dirt and blood. "Are ya bit?" He asked again, watching the girl shake her head wildly, pointing to her side.

"S-shot," she ground out, her voice sounding like she had just gotten over strep or something. "P-please help… my daughter… the cab-cabin."

She stopped, her hands wavering in the air slightly. Rick slipped his gun back in the holster on his hip and shot forward, grabbing her before she fell to the ground. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and he cursed himself.

"Alright, up ya go. Let's get you to Hershel," he mumbled, picking her up bridal style before walking towards the house. Luckily he hadn't had to go too far into the forest when he had heard her calling for help.

"Maggie," Rick called as he got closer to the house. She looked over at him in surprise, seeing the small girl in his arms. "Go get Hershel, we're going to need him."

Glenn opened the door quickly, allowing Rick and Maggie to file in. "She bit?"

Rick shook his head, placing her on the bed Carl had been put in when he was shot. "No, she was shot. Glenn, go get everyone together, someone had to have shot her and she couldn't have gotten far with an injury like this. That means others are in the area."

Glenn nodded and rushed out of the house just as Maggie came in with her father.

"What happened?" Hershel's old voice questioned, ripping the girl's shirt off quickly, to see the injury.

Rick shrugged, allowing Maggie to push him aside with a bowl of water in her hands. "She said she was shot. I found her in the woods, no bites or scratches that I could tell. She said she wasn't bit, I believe her, but it sounded like she had just got over being sick or something, her voice was really rough."

Hershel nodded, ordering Maggie around as Patricia led him out of the room.

Everyone was waiting for him on the porch as he walked out, their faces worried and confused. "What's going on Rick?"

Sighing, Rick took off his hat and ran a hand through his hair, trying to ignore the blood on his shirt. "Found a girl in the woods, she was shot." Lori gasped and Carol's eyes widened in fear. "Hershel's working on her now, but she was shot not far from here, makes me believe there are others around here. We can't have that threat." Shane nodded with the others and Rick continued. "I figure me, Shane and T-Dog will go see if we can't find who she was with, see if they're a threat."

Andrea opened her mouth to protest, but Rick held up his hands.

"Andrea, Hershel isn't going to like it, but I'm going to give you a gun to keep watch tonight. If anyone that isn't from our group comes towards the camp, you shoot. Do not aim to kill, just to get them down, got it?" She nodded and he turned to Glenn. "Glenn, I need you to go with Daryl…"

"Aww," the Asian boy groaned, receiving chuckles from the others. "Why me? You know he hates me! Why can't he go with you guys?"

Rick chuckled and shook his head.

"She said she had a daughter in a cabin. Daryl knows where that cabin is, he said he thought Sophia had been in there a few days ago." Glenn seemed confused but didn't interrupt. "I want you to go with him because that little girl probably wouldn't go near Daryl."

"Do we know 'er name?" Daryl wondered, clearly not happy with his given assignment.

Rick shook his head and frowned. "No, she had a tattoo on her side when Hershel was stitching her up, I suspect it's the daughters name, but all I got was Belle."

A few minutes later, Hershel stumbled out of the house, his hands wiping on the cloth between them. "She should be okay." He said when everyone looked up expectantly. "She lost a lot of blood but I was able to stitch it up and wrap it fine. The bullet went straight through, which was lucky for her."

"Did she say anything?" Glenn asked, "A name maybe?"

Hershel shook his head. "She was out the whole time, but there was a tattoo on her side, pretty big. It said Annabelle Lee. I'm assuming that's what you're looking for?"

Daryl shrugged. "Good 'nuf. Let's get, Glenn. Best get out there and find that girl 'for it gets dark. Cain't track nuthin' if I cain't see nuthin'." Glenn nodded and they turned away from the group, heading out towards the woods.

Well there was the first chapter of my rewrite. Let me know what you think please. I don't like posting things if I don't get reviews, then I feel like no one likes it.