Thank you for the awesome reviews! i am not as mad today about yesterdays episode but i still have no respect for Rick. i also get he was protecting her from Tyreese but still i can't get over it D: anyways i have a good ending to this story that i will probably write tomorrow!

Carol sat in her car realizing she used up all the gas Rick had given her.

"Great… this is just great." Carol got out of the old beat up car and started walking. She didn't know where she was going but she didn't want to stay out in the open for very long.

Rick passed back and forth, he had just told the group what Carol did and what he did to her. Nobody said a word to Rick after Daryl went crazy on him.

Daryl was struck the worst by this news and after hearing it he punched and kicked Rick before grabbing his crossbow and heading out to search for her. Rick thought about Daryl, he knew Daryl and Carol had a special connection but he never thought Daryl cared enough to go after her.

Rick walked around the prison a bit. He stopped when he was in front of the door that quarantined the sick and infected. He stopped in front of the window and saw Glenn staring at him from the other side as if he was waiting for Rick to come by.

Glenn walked up to the window still staring at Rick.

"Maggie told me."

"I figured…"

" Rick…" Glenn started coughing a bit but was able to continue, "Man what were you thinking?"

"I wasn't Glenn! She killed Karen and David!"

"Rick calm down! Think about this! It's Carol! She was with you since Atlanta, she had our backs. She was just trying to protect us."

"But she didn't. They could have lived! Glenn you're getting worse! You think killing them would have made a difference?"

Glenn stared at Rick with disgust on his face, "I don't like what she did but I understand why she did it. Listen you could have brought her back and let the council decide! You didn't want to be a leader anymore, and you made the wrong call." Glenn turned around and walked away.

"GLENN! We are not done with this conversation!" Rick would have gone after him but he was scared about this deadly flu that was the cause to all this trouble.

Rick walked back to the outside of the prison wanting to be alone. He needed to think things over.

Carol stopped at a local variety store; it was cleaned out by some other group but was safe to hide out in until she could get herself on her feet. She grabbed the back pack Rick packed for her and opened it up.

"Gee thanks Rick..." She said sarcastically, "You give me a back pack and tell me to leave?" Carol had tears welding in her eyes, "Rick… You were the brother I never had. You protected me and I had your back… you can't just do this to me!" Carol grabbed her unzipped back pack and threw it at the wall letting the contents in it spill out.

Carol wiped her tears and went to pick up all the items and put them back in her backpack when she noticed something Rick must have packed for her. She picked it up and smoothed it out, it was a Cherokee rose. Carol sunk into the wall and held it close to her heart.

She remembered the night she was crying in Dales RV and Daryl appeared with the Cherokee rose and its amazing story. She was so sure Daryl was going to find Sophia. Ever since that day Carol felt closer to Daryl and even after they found Sophia dead in that barn she felt as if her and Daryl were connected in a way.

She sat against the wall and thought about Daryl. She was really going to miss him. Carol remembered the exact moment she realized she loved Daryl. It was back when it was only a small group at the prison. Walkers attacked the yard and Lori died in child birth, T-Dog sacrificed himself to save Carol and she was trapped in a room to weak to get out. Carol leaned against the door in hopes someone would find her, that he would find her.

The next think she knew Daryl was looking down on her with his perfect blue eyes, he was her saviour and she knew she loved him. He cared for her and saved her numerous times throughout this hell bound journey.

She loved him but never got the chance to tell him. Why would he even like me after he finds out what I did! Carol thought. She sat there with a vacant glare on her face. She knew she would never make it if she kept thinking about the group she considered family, they wouldn't want her back. He wouldn't want her back.

Daryl didn't even know where he was headed but he knew he had to find her. Daryl slowed down when a small neighbourhood could be seen in the distance. Would she be there, he thought. When Rick was explaining the run to them he mentioned going into a small neighbourhood so Daryl figured it was worth a shot. He started his motorcycle again and sped off towards the town.

When he got there he realized nobody was there.

"Shit." He exclaimed. Daryl knew Rick wouldn't have just left her with nothing so he continued down the road in hopes to find her.

Carol ran as fast as she could but walkers were coming from all directions. Carol was resting in the store admiring her Cherokee rose on last time before heading out when a herd of walkers caught her off guard. She frantically got up and ran through the store trying to find a back exit. She didn't notice she dropped the rose. Carol tried to out run them but it was no use.

Rick didn't leave Carol a gun. She only had her small old knife, that same knife that she got stuck in the neck of an angry walker in the tombs before getting lost. Daryl retrieved it for her the day he found her. She gripped the knife close making sure to kill any walkers that were getting to close.

"ANYBODY! Please help me!" she screamed but anyone in their right of mind wouldn't go near the giant herd to try and save someone they didn't even know they could trust.

Carol finally managed to escape most of the walkers by hiding in a nearby forest. Something about the forest gave her a bad feeling but she ignored it because she was tired of running. She was going to have to find a place to stay for the night, it was starting to show signs of the sun setting and Carol wanted to make lots of space between her and that herd.

Carol walked for what seemed like hours. She took down millions of walkers, was dehydrated, and starving. She was stumbling around this weird forest, when she came across a familiar building. There was a little tiny field and in the middle of it stood a small church. At first Carol didn't remember the building but then it hit her and so did another wave of emotions.

This church was the one they ran too in hopes of Sophia hiding their safe and sound. Not only did they not find her there but it was the last time Carol prayed for the safety of her and her now dead daughter. Carol sat in the pue she sat in that day almost two years ago and cried some more, she couldn't handle all these old memories all hitting her at once.

She was sad about Sophia but this church just reminded her about the group. Her group. She remembered Andrea wanting her gun so she can become stronger, Glenn being a smart ass, Rick caring for the lives of others, Lori bitching everyone out (but with good intentions), Carl always running off, Dale and his words of wisdom, T-Dog always silently helping out, but most of all Daryl and the way he didn't want to stop looking for Sophia.

She thought about how most of the people died or have changed for better or worse. She decided to kneel in the same spot and pray once again.

"Dear God, Please forgive me for what I have done. I was trying to help. I wanted to protect everyone. Please watch over Lizzie and Mika, don't let anything bad happen to them. Amen."

Carol sat in silence thinking things over.

Daryl put his bike to a halt, got off it, and approached the deserted car. It was a grey beat up looking car. He opened the doors and looked at the gas. Empty. Daryl knew it had to be Carols, the car had to have been driven that day because the windows were washed so someone could see through all the dirt. Daryl got back on his bike hot on her trail. He spotted a small variety store and hoped he would find her inside.

Daryl looked around the outside of the store there was evidence a giant herd of walkers recently passed by and he feared she got caught in it. Daryl looked around in hopes to find her but was very unlucky. He did spot a trampled on Cherokee rose on the ground. He picked it up.

"Carol… I'm gunna find you!" he called out before getting back on his motorcycle and heading back down the road.

i know i put a lot of flash backs/ memories of earlier seasons and that is because i wanted to make a point about how much everyone has changed since seasons 1 and 2. idk i just wanted to add that in it made me feel better. :) R&R