AN: This is my first ever fanfic so, go easy on me? Thank you! Oh and I don't own any of the Walking Dead characters.

Chapter One

"Hey Amber, you okay?" Maggie asked me as she came out on to the porch and saw me sat alone.

I nodded, I just needed some air, after the boy a bit younger than myself got shot, and him and his parents were both here, there were just a few too many people in that house at the moment.

She walked closer with her hands in the pockets of her worn out jeans, and sat on the floor with her knees up. "You know, you don't have to stay by yourself all the time here. You're not gonna be leaving anytime soon, you're part of the family now." She tried to comfort me when all I could think about was my real family, the one I'd lost when the world went to garbage.

Maggie had found me when she was on a trip to the town for supplies. I'd been on my own for a while now, I'd lost track while I was alone though, all the days just sort of blurred together. I was on the move at all times and I ended up staying in a store in the nearby town, where Maggie was headed. She took me back to Hershel's farm and he took care of a few of my wounds from trying to defend myself from walkers.

That's what my daddy had let me call them when we were still on the road together. He wanted to call them biters, but I just thought walkers rolled off the tongue a bit easier. He laughed at me when I told him that, said I had too much time on my hands to think about stuff like that and then ruffled my hair. But he was gone now, I'd lost him, and in a world of cannibals, it'd be quite hard to find someone again, especially when they're most likely dead. I'd learnt that the hard way.

Maggie looked at me, like she was deep in thought, trying to understand me or something. "Do you mind if I ask you a question?" She said.

I shook my head, I did really, I hated telling people about myself, it made me think about the life I had and how I used to think it was bad, but I'd swap it for this any day.

"Why were you by yourself when I found you?" She asked, intrigued to find an answer.

I took a deep breath in and began talking, but stuttering, "I, I los' my dad when a bunch o' walkers c-came from nowhere. My uncle an' my dad go' separated from me an' I ended up goin' round by m-myself, lookin' for 'em, but I didn't find 'em, as ya'll can tell." That was the first time I'd told anyone what had happened, I hated opening up to someone I barely knew, but at least it was off my chest, finally.

Her face looked at me in almost horror. Then she simply stood up and sat next to me, putting her arm around me and gripping me tightly, then releasing. "Amber, I- I had no idea." She said sympathetically.

"It's fine." I kept back a tear, though it pained me to do so, I just wanted let go of all my emotions, but I was a tough girl, my daddy always told me that anyway.

After a few minutes of Maggie and I sitting there in silence, we heard two male voices coming from the dark. They were discussing whether they should knock on the door of the farmhouse or just walk straight in. Maggie looked at me and rolled her eyes jokingly. I smiled back at her and she stood up.

"You close the gate up the road when you drove in?" Maggie startled them both; they had no idea we were there.

One of the men was Asian and as soon as he saw Maggie, he stuttered, eventually he managed to say something, "Hi, yes, we closed it, um, latch and everything." His friend was beyond caring and had a pretty bad wound on his arm, it looked as if he'd been bit and was trying to find someone who could help him but there was no chance of that.

Maggie and Glenn started talking, just general conversation but all I could focus on was the man's wound, and that he could be dangerous. He saw my staring and looked at me defensively. "It's not a bite."

I raised an eyebrow at him, doubtfully.

"I cut myself pretty bad though." Maggie looked over her shoulder at me and nodded, telling me he'd be safe. I just nodded back and went to playing with my fingers in my lap with my head down.

"Come on inside, I'll get you some tea." Maggie opened the door for them and before walking in herself turned to me, "You coming Amber?"

I shook my head and smiled at her; she shrugged her shoulders and followed them inside. I just stared out into the darkness, deep in my thoughts.

Not long after, Rick and his wife came out; I hadn't quite caught her name when she rushed in with Maggie. I didn't think they'd seen me and started talking about Carl, about how it wasn't a world for children anymore. I felt like I was disobeying my daddy; he'd always told me to stay out of things that weren't any of my business and right now, I was eavesdropping on the other side of the porch.

Before they got any further into the conversation I stood up quietly, trying not to be noticed but as I reached for the handle of the door they soon enough both turned around to see me.

Rick apologized, I wasn't sure why, I was the one in the wrong, eavesdropping on them. "I'm sorry, we didn't realise you were out here."

"I'm sorry." I apologized too, making my way into the house quickly. I went to sit down in the living room where it was calmer and there were no people around. After being alone for long enough, I decided to see Maggie, I wanted to talk to her about the Asian guy.

I walked into the room to find the Asian boy leaving, as his friend's arm was being stitched up by Patricia, and he was using Maggie's hand to squeeze for the pain. I looked at the chair opposite Patricia, for approval to sit down. She smiled at me and nodded.

Maggie looked up at me, thought in her face once again. "Say, Amber, what's your last name?"

I looked at her strangely. "Dixon, Amber Dixon, why?" It was such a random question to ask at this time.

The man's face looked up at me in extreme confusion and Maggie's eyes widened in excitement.

"You're Amber Dixon?" The man asked me in disbelief.

"Yeah? What about it?" I felt like I was the only one not in on a joke or something.

"So you're the one Merle brought up in a conversation that one time and Daryl walked away at the mention of your name?" The man told himself and asked me.

My face lit up at the sound of my uncle and daddy's name. "Ya'll know my daddy?" I shot up from the chair with eagerness.

"Daryl? Course I do! He's back on the highway with the rest of our group!" He said.

My stomach started doing back flips and my heart beat faster and faster with excitement.

I looked over to Maggie who was grinning madly too, she was happy for me, and by the looks of it, so was Patricia.

"Is he comin' here?" I asked eagerly.

"Maybe, we're not sure yet, but don't ya'll worry girl, you're gonna see your daddy again soon." He grinned at me and I couldn't help but run and hug him.

"Say, what's your name?" I asked him, being friendly.

"Theodore, but call me T-Dog?" He smiled at me and then went back to grimacing at the pain. I looked to Maggie, who just nodded and then pulled a face as T-Dog squeezed her hand tighter.

"Thanks T-Dog." I tucked under my chair and made my way upstairs for the rest of the evening.

AN: Thank you for reading the first chapter, please review and thank you once again...