A|N: Two Chapters in one day wooh! I have a good amount of this prewritten so I can easily type it up and edit it as I go. Reviews are loved! - Mel (:

Walking Dead isn't mind x(

You got to be kiddin' me! Daryl couldn't believe what he did. He wasn't thinking straight now someone was hurt cause of him. Worse a female and now her blood was on his hand. He rushed over to see who it was. The girl was no older than 20. She was carrying a backpack, around her body a quiver and a hunters bow. Her long brown hair in a braid with dark brown eyes. "The hell ya thinkin' walking around alone in a place like this? You go n' lose yer mind or somethin' woman? It's the middle of the night!"

"Me?" The brunette yelled back from where she was on floor with an arrow through her side. She hissed in pain as she tried to get up. "You're the fucker who shot me with a god damn arrow!" As she struggled to her feet she could feel herself get dizzy, wobbling with every step, "I got to find...my sister."

"The hell you think yer going looking like that? Don't cha see ya got an arrow through yer side?" Daryl tried to hold her back but she pushed him away.

"Now who's fault is that, redneck!" She yelled at him as she tried to force herself to walk, "I got to find...Marie..." She made it only a few feet before falling back to the floor, "Marie!" She kept crying out over and over the same name. There was no answer though. It was just her and Daryl alone in those woods now. Them and the walkers.

Daryl walked over to the girl and helped her sit up. He could see her cries out were starting to attract a few walkers but nothing he couldn't handle. "Would ya stop all that yellin'? Yer gonna attract every walker in the damn forest!"

"But...I got to find... Mari-" Before she could finish her sentence, the brunette fainted. She had lost a decent amount of blood from the wound and the pain was too much from her small figure to handle.

Her cries and all her bleeding had cause more walkers to find them. Daryl couldn't stay there any longer, so he grabbed his things and started to head off, but then he remembered she was still there on the floor. If he left there on the floor she was going to certainly die, and he didn't want her blood on his hands. So he mumbled a cuss and with a frustrated sigh Daryl went back to her. He picked the girl up into his arms and carried her back to the prison.

Carol had felt like she had been waiting for hours for Daryl to finally return. She couldn't sleep until he came back and she knew he was safe. She was so nervous he'd never come back. Inpatient and worried she waited up on the tower for his return, using the binoculars to look out into the forest. She prayed he come back soon. Then finally she could see he movement in the distance. She looked to see that he was finally back, but there was something wrong. Daryl was not alone. He was carrying someone in his arms, a girl she'd never seen before. Carol raced out of the watch tower and back into the prison.

She found Rick sitting down at a table. He couldn't sleep either so he too waited for Daryl's return. "Rick!" She was panting from how fast she ran.

"Is he back?" Rick ask as he got up from his seat to see if she was okay.

"Yes...and he's not alone either." Carol told him through her panting. Rick quickly rushed over to wake up Glenn. In the process of waking him up, all the noise they were making woke rest of their people.

"Rick," Hershel called out as he exited his cell, "What's going on?"

"Daryl keeps bringing home unwanted guest." Glenn replied as his eyes glared up to where he could see Merle looking down at him. He followed Rick and Carol to the gates to let Daryl and the mystery guest in.

As Carol pulled the gate open for Daryl she realized the girl in his arms was bleeding, one of Daryl's arrows through her hip. "What happened?"

"I thought she was a walker..." Daryl explained as he carried her into the prison block, "It...It was an accident I swear!"

"Was she alone when you found her?" Rick asked him as he watched Daryl put her down on a table.

"Yeah but she kept shouting out a name." Daryl explained to him as he removed her bag and weapons and put them to the side. "Marie."

Hershel wobbled over to them to check out the wound on the girl Daryl had brought into the prison, "This doesn't look so bad," Hershel told them, "Carol get me my things please." Carol nodded and went to get the medical supplies.

"Well would ya look at this," Merle's smirk grew as he roughly patted his brothers back, "Darlina brought home quite the catch."

"Fuck off Merle, she's a kid." Daryl yelled at him as he rubbed his back. His brother had a killer swing.

"What's a young girl doing walking around the forest in the middle of the night anyway?" Glenn looked over to Rick with a nervous expression.

"Don't know," Rick told him, "Can't wait to ask her."

She woke up with an aching body. Hungry and tired. The brunette put her hand on where she had been shot with an arrow. It had been pulled out and patched up but the pain was still there. She could see her things on the other side of the room on a table. That's when she realized that something was terribly wrong. Marie! Her sister was gone. "Marie? Marie!" She then realized she was handcuffed to a metal bar. She kept tugging at it but it didn't come off.

"Hey...easy now!" Rick said as he slowly approached the girl, "No one's gonna hurt you, okay?"

The girl looked around to examine the room. She could see an Asian boy standing next to the man who approached her. A bit behind them was a little boy with a sheriff's hat on. At a table sat two white girls who looked closer to her age, one brunette and the other blond. There was an grey haired woman standing behind them. Against the wall on her right was a black woman with long dreads and a katana sword strapped to her hip, and next to her an old man who was missing a part of one of his legs. The on the other side of the room away from everyone else were two rednecks. One with a missing hand, and one with a cross bow. Crossbow. That's when it clicked in her head, "You!" She yelled out in his direction, "Do you have a fucking clue what you've done!"

"Hey I saved yer damn life!" Daryl yelled back at her. He wasn't going to let this stranger yell at him for nothing, even if she was a young girl.

"You're the reason I was shot to begin with! You drunk bastard!" She screamed back furiously, "Why would you bring me here!"

"You passed out from blood loss," Rick tried to tell her, "Daryl had to bring you here otherwise you would have died out there."

The girl tried to pull herself to her feet, but the pain from the wound held her back. "Well your redneck made a fucking mistake!"

Daryl could feel Carols eyes burning into him from the other side of the room. He knew he was going to get it later. "I didn't have to save ya in the first place, ungrateful bitch!"

"Fuck you!" She yelled, "I have to go back!" She tried to explain as she tried once again to pick herself up. "I got to find Marie."

Daryl looked away with arms crossed, "I didn't see no damn girl out there but you."

"No...no no no no!" The girl slid back onto the floor and tears formed in her eyes, "You left her out there? My sister is alone out there?"

"He didn't know, okay?" Rick tried to explain to her.

She wasn't going to hear it though. She refused to sit there and listen to them try to make excuses for why her sister was lost in the woods. "My sister is out there all alone because your stupid fucking redneck shot me!" Her tears fell down her face like a waterfall. She covered her face with her free hand as she wept, "I can't leave her out there...she's only twelve years old."

Only twelve years old. Daryl felt a lump form in this through as he listen to her words replayed in his head over and over. Only a twelve year old girl, lost in the woods. Just like Sofia.