A/N: I wanted to do something different here, as how I imagine it. This story starts slow but it will quicken – I promise : ) This chapter is long, I got carried away and I hope you enjoy it. : )

In this story I have shipped Richonne and Caryl (sorry Bethyl fans) I just see Carol with Daryl more for each other. Please comment and tell me what you think. -CodeName-Me

Grady

They had left the church two days ago on foot, but were able to find a car on the road and drove the rest of the way. Rick left Sasha and Tyrese and took Michonne and Daryl with him. Tyrese even promised him how he'll keep an eye on Carl and Judith and Sasha keeping an eye on Gabriel. It was no easy feat telling Carl he could not go with them. He did notice Michonne speaking to Carl before they left and gave him a hug.

Daryl parks the car three miles back and they walk the rest of the way.

Michonne did not feel like waiting around, she left both Rick and Daryl with Noah so she could find a place for them to wait it out but hopefully not for long. Like Daryl she is ready for anything, something and the unexpected. She did not have to wait long as a walker was waiting by the door patiently in the lounge, then other one in the backroom.

Noah did not complain once despite the limp and pain. Once they were all at a safe distance. Rick stops them.

"Make sure you find Beth and Carol, both of them." Rick whispered to Noah as he hands him the plastic bag. Noah nods and walks away from them.

"You think this plan will work?" Daryl asks Rick, as they watch Noah made his way to the side entrance.

Daryl did not want to question Rick decision but he really felt that it should have been him to have gone on instead. Daryl readjusts his crossbow and shifts his weight from one foot to the other he was beginning to get a little antsy.

Rick nods his head; "If he does everything I told him to do, he'll be fine."

They watch Noah in complete silence, the glass door opens and a woman in a police uniform walks out, words were exchange between the two as to what was said, they did not know and then the woman pushes Noah inside.

"That must be Dawn." Rick heard Daryl say and he nods his head in agreement.

Rick and Daryl wait another minute or two just in case anything happens and when nothing did. Rick knew the plan will work. All Noah has to do is get back inside, ask for forgiveness or grovel if he has too. Noah reassured them that he can grovel. Then offer Dawn a peace offering, a nice unopened bottle of stoli. Which was little tasking to find since most of the liquor store were pretty looted out.

There was a slight breeze which was not really a comfort to them. It made the smell worse; Atlanta is now a concrete decay and chaos. The last time Rick was in the city was the days he had spent looking for his wife Lori and son Carl, thinking they were there. What a mistake, riding in on the horse then shot glimmer of hope seeing the helicopter and then attracting all the attention from the horde of walkers. Rick frowns to himself, good thing Glenn saved his naive ass. It seems like such a long time ago and not three years. Now here he is the leader of this group he's been with since day one, back in Atlanta on a mission to save two of his, their family.

On her way back Michonne had look up and notice something peculiar to the west, she frown and quickly duck from it sight. She swiftly and quietly walks back to where they were and let them know she found a place but they had to move fast. Too their left three walkers head towards them, three guys rotting way, the third missing a shoe, with their low growls and slight hissing, the smell just as pungent. Michonne took each one out with such finesse an accuracy flicking the dark bloody goo from her katana. As they got closer to the lounge another walker came around the corner and Daryl quickly took that one out pulling his crossbow was her rotting head. Daryl stood back to stare at the lounge she lead them too, Smelln Sweet hookah lounge.

Daryl laughs, "Are you hinting something Michonne."

She smiles back at them, "I could go for something right now but the place been clean out minus a pipe and some stones."

Daryl nods his head, "I know the feeling; I haven't found my smokes since we left Terminus."

He walks in behind her then Rick.

Rick closes the door behind him and with Daryl's help pushes a table against the handle.

Daryl took point at the window, "Notice anything?"

Michonne nods her head, "I did, I found two of the sharpshooters, and both to the west, and I didn't see anyone facing the side entrance."

"I doubt they saw us then."Rick said as he walks up to Michonne. She notices something's bothering him and ask him if he's okay.

Noah walks up to the side entrance and gently knock on the dusty glass door that was barricade from the inside. It didn't take look as he watches the board in the middle removed from the center and stares back into a pair of eyes. The door opens.

"Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in." Dawn said facing Noah with a smirk on her face.

Shit, Noah said to himself, could this get any worse.

"You know I KNEW you'd be back" Dawn pushes him inside. Closing the door and locking it back up, and then places the key in her side pants pocket.

Two of her cop cronies jumps him and frisk Noah. They nod to Dawn, "He's clean minus the bag" He then hands it to her. The shorter of the two pushes him to face Dawn, she grabs his chin, squeezing it tightly as she leans in, "I miss you Noah, and no one could clean and press a uniform as well as you. I should teach you a lesson but I think this would do just fine, nodding her head giving the signal. Noah was hit in the back of his head and fell before them in a heap.

Noah woke up in a panic and quickly glances at the clock; he was out for almost an hour, maybe longer He had to hurry, he notice a bandage wrapped around his leg. His shoes were off. Thank god he wasn't tied down, thing would have gone from bad to worse real fast.

Okay, shoes, where's my shoes and frantically got out of bed and look around the room, he finally found them, in the closet and sighs a relief. He pulls up the flap from his right and made sure the pills were there, which they were. He slips them on and limps painfully as fast as he can to the door only to find it lock.

Noah frowns, "Now what" he said loudly in frustration as he puts his hand to his head, Think Noah, think as he looks at the window but he didn't have to wait long. He heard the door open to find Dr. Edwards facing him with a small smile on his face.

"You really should not be walking Noah that is a nasty sprain you have there." The doctor said as he walks in the room with Beth behind him.

Beth scowls, "What are you doing here? I thought you wanted to get out. I help you get out"

"Hi Beth." Noah smiles as he limp toward her but her move back a little.

"Look I know you're piss. I get it and you should be, but I really couldn't stop thinking about that story you were telling me about, the one with the crossbow."

Beth moves her brows up and then tilts her head to the side.

"You mean… Beth pause, then a smile cross her bruise and stitched face, Oh, that silly bed time story about the Crossbow, Python and the katana?"

Wow she catches on quick, Noah thought as nod his head, "Yes, that's the one."