The sound of birds softly chirping in the distance kept her mind at ease, along with the sound of Maggie and her chopping wood. Most of the men, except for Martinez, Harry and Nash, were on a run; they were desperately in need of medical equipment. Not only for Rick, but also because it was more likely for someone to get hurt, since the amount of people had grown so sudden.

"Conditioner."

Harley looked up, playfully raising her eyebrows at the farmer's daughter. "You know, you could've just asked for that. I still have two whole bottles of conditioner left from our last run." she chuckled, as she carefully dropped the axe on the ground. Harley wiped the glinstering sweat off her forehead and breathed heavily. Maggie's eyes lit up. "Oh god! Ya have no idea how happy I am right now." she chirped in response. The two looked at eachother for a few seconds, before they both burst out into laughter. It was nice, to have a human conversation like people their age should be able to have, instead of having to discuss survival technics. Moments like these made her life still worth living.

Their laughter died away when they heard the sound of engines approaching. Both Maggie and Harley looked up in curiousity. "What the hell? How can they be back so quickly?" Maggie questioned in confusion. Harley frowned, too. "I have no idea.. Let's go and take a look." she mumbled in response, as she started to walk towards their camp. Maggie followed closeby.

The doors of the three vehicles opened. Everyone got out, but there were also others whom she did not recognize. Merle caught Harley's and Maggie's confused glances and nodded at the five people. "Terrorized." he explained. "By yer group."

Your group. Harley shot an annoyed look at the oldest Dixon, who didn't understand why at first. He eventually got the hint and looked away, mumbling a soft 'sorry' under his breath. Harley looked at the woman that Shane was dragging towards the camp, which happened to be the only woman in this group. Furthermore there were 3 young boys, 1 about as old as the woman, and 1 older man who was around his 50's. Someone pulled her sleeve and Harley turned around. "You thinkin' they a threat?" Maggie asked softly, as she kept looking at the wounded people. Harley shrugged once in response. "Let's find out."

Harley entered the tent, while Shane was just about to leave. He stopped however, when he noticed Harley. "Not too long," he commanded, "she needs rest."

The brunette raised her eyebrows at him. Not so long ago, Shane seemed as if he was about to lose himself, due to everything that had happened in the time of extreme survival against the dead. Though now there was something else in his expression.. As if he actually cared about these new people? Harley decided to let it rest, so she nodded once in understanding. Shane gave a curt nod in response and left the tent. Harley stepped forward and saw the younger woman from earlier lying down between the blankets. Her shoulder was covered in bandage, just like her left knee. Harley kneeled down in front of the woman, who peeped up at her with a curious yet terrified expression. "I'm not going to hurt you. We're all good people." Harley tried to reassure her, knowing how hard it was to trust new people. The woman only blinked in response, as if a lump in her throat was blocking her ability to speak. "I'm Harley." said Harley, smiling softly as she spoke. "What's your name?" she asked calm and quietly.

"Taryn."

"That's a nice name."

"Thanks." replied Taryn, now smirking slightly. Harley wanted to ask what was up with Shane, though it seemed as if Taryn had read her mind. "He saved me." she said, almost in a whisper. Harley frowned as if she had just said something very unconvincing. "Our house.. The place were we were held up in, was set on fire. I screamed for help because I couldn't find the rest of my group. He risked his life to save me." she calmly spoke. Harley tried to puzzle the pieces together, but ended up only nodding instead. Had Shane really changed? Or was it just a matter of time until he was going to explode?

Though she had no time to think about it, as suddenly someone stepped into the tent. "We need you on a run." Glenn mumbled awkwardly, feeling as if he had been intruding. The brunette bit her lower lip and exchanged looks with Taryn. "I'll be back." she promised, wanting to stand up but stopped by the sudden grasp of the woman. "Thanks.. for.. well.. talking to me." she said with a hoarse voice. Harley smiled and nodded. "That's alright. Get some rest." she said before standing up to leave the tent.

She was actually kind of excited to have new people around, though she was also secretly terrified; her old group did this.

What the fuck was Jack planning on doing next?