"What are we gonna do from here, Daryl?" Beth asked in a sweet voice, he knew she had been holding back asking for awhile. She was scared, she missed Maggie.

"Hell, I dunno. We best just keep movin', at least till we find somewhere safe." She kept silent, and just nodded. He didn't look at her anymore after that, just kept looking through different cabinets, grabbing anything that could be eaten. They had stumbled across an abandoned farm house from the road. Didn't look like it had been ransacked, not by the living anyway.

"I'm sorry." He said without looking up, "we're gonna find 'em. I promise." Beth smiled. She loved Daryl. He kept her save, he wasn't gonna let anything happen to her. They both were sure of that.

"Thank you, Daryl. But we both know that they're probably all dead." Daryl was shocked, he had never though she had given up. Not yet.


"Hey Carl? Can you gimme a hand with this? I can never get it." Carl was always better at car maintenance than Allie was.

"Sure thing." He said and began to help. "There we go."

"Jesus, how do you know ask this stuff again?"

"Before our group got separated, we had this guy named Daryl, he was a mechanic before the world ended. Taught me a few things." Allie thought for a second, she and her brother had found Carl and Rick in an abandoned house about a month back, brought them back to a small sanctuary, that use to be an elementary school.

"Think there's anyway he could still be

alive? We could try and track him? Bring him back, give him food and shelter." She smiled warmly. There weren't very many survivors at the school, about seven, including herself, Carl and Rick. There was plenty of room for more.

"If he is out there, we ain't gonna find him." Carl responded with a set jaw. He stood and went to walk away. "Be careful on your run into town, Allie." He called back. She looked after him, he worried her. He was cold. Harsh. She knew that's what this world did to people, but she couldn't help but feel for Carl. She paused for a moment, she was getting attached, to Carl, Rick, all of the others. Her brother always said that love makes you weak, and being weak makes you stupid. Stupidity gets you killed. The survivors were her family now, and she wasn't gonna let anyone take that away from her now.

"I've come to far." She said to herself.

"Talking to yourself now baby sister?" Adam asked, smugly as he walked up with Rick.

"Hey, it's when I start answering myself, we should get worried." She replied with a smirk. "Where ya two off too?"

"Some walkers gathered in the back. We're gonna go take care of it." Rick answered with wave of his knife. He was clean, almost looked like he wasn't unhinged. He and Adam had taken over as head of the group, Allison didn't like playing the role of a leader, that was always Adams role.

"Be careful", she pulled them both into a hug, "I'm going into town. Need anything?" Both boys shook their heads.

"Stay safe, Carl likes you to much for anything to happen to ya." Rick said with a smile.

"Oh, Rick, you're such a charmer."


"Shit." Daryl said under his breath. The car was on empty. "Looks like we walk from here. Come back after we find some gas." He stepped out of the car, Beth followed his lead.

"I just wanted to they thank Daryl, for protecting me and all. I couldn't do it by myself." He turned and looked at the young girl, and rested a hand on her shoulder.

"I ain't gon let anything happen to you." She believed him. She didn't know why. But she did. And that's all she needed. They continued to walk down the road, the only sound, was their feet against the pavement. The sun was beating down, the smell of rotting corpses was worse today.

They reached a small town, and both started to search for fuel. Daryl was working on a truck, when he heard footsteps, he made eye contact with Beth, and as if she were reading his mind, she got underneath the car she had been busy working with. Daryl hid behind the truck, crossbow in hand, ready to shoot. He jumped out. A small girl was pointing a guy at his face, he held the crossbow to hers.

"You best put your weapon down girl."

"I was just about the day the same to you, trust me, I'm better, I'll win." They both stood their ground.

"I don't gotta hurt you if you ain't a threat." He was trying to intimidate her, Allison wasn't one to be intimidated.

"You don't scare me none. I've taken down bigger men than you, and I didn't have to use guns."

"Please, Daryl! Please stop! Maybe she could help us!" Beth pleaded. He didn't realize she was no longer hidden.

"Daryl?" Allison asked, it couldn't be the Daryl from Rick's other group, impossible.

"Do you know Rick Grimes!?" She yelled at them, ask holding her gun. Daryl was in shock from the question. From the girl's face, Allison could tell that she was too.

"I asked you a fucking question!"

"Yes, yes we do!" The young girl yelled back. Her blonde hair filthy, and skin coated in dirt. They knew Rick. Allison lowered her gun. Daryl slowly followed her lead.

"I'm Allie Jameson, I'm a friend of Rick's and Carl's. We have a place, with more people. A sanctuary. I can help you." Daryl wasn't sure he could trust her. Could be a trap. She looked tough, she could hold her own. Two hatches attached to her back, two hand guns in the holster around her waist, and the gun she recently had pointed in her face moments ago. She couldn't have been more than 130 soakin wet.

"Where are you set up?" He finally asked after a long moment.

"About twenty miles from here. I have a car, it's parked around the corner. Where have you two been holding up?"

"We run. Never stay in one place too long. Our car ran out of gas about seven miles back." She nodded.

"Let's round up some stuff here, grab whatever supplies you think people could use, then we'll double back, grab your supplies, and take you back. Let's get going before it gets dark." After a few more words, they broke apart and started gathering anything that could be of use.