Dale was waiting for them when they finally made their way back to the road. Glen was the first up the small hill to explain what had just happened and Dale freaked out. "Shot? What do you mean he's been shot?" Glen was trying his best to explain to Dale but they barley knew what had happened themselves, it had happened so fast. Daryl was the last one out of the brush. His crossbow was slung over his shoulder and as he stepped over the rail Dale ran to him, pressing him for answers too. "And you just let her go off like that?" His voice was panicked and he was looking at Daryl with wide and angry eyes.

"Climb down out of my ass old man! Rick sent her. She knew Lori's name and Carl's." Daryl shouted as he stormed past him and just kept going. Dale was now going off about Andrea being attacked and Glen and Carol were trying to answer his questions and shut him up. Andrea stormed into the RV, slamming the door shut behind her. Sarah looked back at Daryl. He'd finally stopped and the edge of the huge car pile up and was standing there, looking out onto the empty road that lay ahead of them. He was holding his crossbow at his side now, using his free hand to grab the end of his shirt and bring it up to his forehead, wiping the sweat from his brow. She sighed and walked over to the bike, taking her pack off and laying it on the seat. She needed some water, she had run out before they had even started walking back from the church. She was always trying to remind herself that she needed to conserve water, but it was just too damn hot today. Glen walked over to her just then, arm extended to her with a plastic bottle, as if he had just read her mind. She said as much before she took a long drink from the bottle, wiping a small dribble from her chin when she finally stopped. He chuckled, "Yeah, that's just one of my other super powers. Not only can I successfully travel anywhere undetected, even if it's crawling with walkers, I can also tell when someone is dehydrated. It's a gift really, what can I say." She smiled at him and thanked him. Dale walked over to them then. "We need to figure out whats going on tonight. It's going to be dark soon and if we are going to leave we need to start packing up."

Carol was on him in an instant. "We aren't going anywhere, Sophia is still out there! We can't leave until she comes back!" Sarah was about to say something when that calm southern drawl came up behind her. "Y'all can go up there tonight in Carol's car, I'll stay here with the RV, bring it up tomorrow." Sarah turned to him, "No you're not staying down here alone. What if something happens, if another heard comes along?" He huffed and looked like he was about to shoot off one of his smart ass remarks when Dale interrupted. "If the RV is staying, so am I."

"I'll stay too." Carol added. "Me too." Glen agreed. Sarah pinched the bridge of her nose and let out a sigh. "You know what, we'll all just stay here tonight. There's no point in sending anyone up alone right now when most of us are just going to head up tomorrow. "No," Dale objected. "Glen you need to head up to that house tonight."

"What? Why me? Why do I always have to go?"

"Because someone needs to get T-Dog up there and get him some help. He's got a really bad infection and if he doesn't get it taken care of soon he wont make it until we get up there tomorrow." Glen's shoulders dropped and he looked like he wanted to argue, but thought better of it. Daryl walked over to his bike and moved some stray rags and Sarah's pack off the seats. He pulled something out of one of the pockets and made his way back over to the small group. He tossed her pack to her with such force she barley caught it without dropping it. He also threw the dirtied rags at Dale and barked out something about grease rags on his brother's bike. He held up a large zip lock bag that had a mess of pill containers in it. He searched through the bag and when he finally found what he was looking for he tossed the two prescription bottles to Glen. "Why didn't you say something earlier. I've had my brother's stash this whole time." He zipped it back up and made his way back to the bike. Everyone just stared after him, mouths slightly agape. He put them back in his pack and looked up to meet the five sets of eyes staring at him in confusion. "What? That's the good shit I swear. All prescription. Merle got the clap sometimes." He strut right past them and climbed up the side of the RV.

Once they all tore their eyes off of Daryl the arguing resumed. Glen was tired of being "the lone runner" for everything and after about five minutes of constant bickering Sarah had heard more then enough. "Fine, everyone else will stay and me and Glen will take T up to this house. That way the RV is alright and if anything happens on the way us three will have each others backs." She looked to Glen and as usual she shot him the look that said 'please let's just go.' A wave of realization washed over his face after a moment. Usually when she gave him that look it meant she just wanted to go for a walk or something, which was exactly the opposite of what she wanted, but Dale's bitching was even driving her a little nuts right now. If her accompanying Glen stopped that, it was worth it. The group went back to dong their own things while she tended to T-Dog. Glen eventually got the car turned around and Sarah helped gather T-Dog's pack, and ease him into the passenger seat. She waved to Dale and Carol before she got in. She looked up to wave to Daryl too, but he wasn't paying them any mind. He was too preoccupied with cleaning his arrows apparently. She sighed as she tossed her pack into the back seat and climbed in. It was going to be another long night for everyone in the group, she could already tell.

Daryl was laying on his back, his arms up with his hands behind his head. He'd been laying there for almost an hour listening to Carol crying towards his feet and the clicking of the gun as Andrea took it apart for the fourth time. He had tried to ignore it, tried to think of other things, tried to just fall asleep, but nothing was working. Finally he couldn't take it anymore. These women were going to drive him fucking nuts. He got up, grabbed his crossbow and got his piece from Andrea. He'd decided to walk the road, maybe Sophia would see the light or something if she was close by. He told Dale where he was going and the old man knew better then to question or argue with him, he wanted to be alone right now. No crying or wining women around.

These people were really getting on his nerves lately. They lost one kid and got the other one shot all within twenty four hours. What the hell was wrong with these people? That's why he never wanted kids. Just something else you gotta look out for besides yourself. He chose to take a path that he had seen earlier but they hadn't explored yet. Everything seemed pretty quiet at first, that is until he heard footsteps creeping up behind him. He turned around,his crossbow raised and ready to fire a bolt into whatever geek had managed to get this close to him in the first place, only to find Andrea holding her hand up in an attempt to shield the light he was shining in her face from her eyes. He dropped his stance and she dropped her hand. "What the hell lady? You trying to get an arrow through the eye? What the hell are you doing?" She was lucky he'd hesitated. A few seconds sooner and she'd have been done for. He knew she wanted to die, after Dale had to practically drag her out of the CDC, but he thought she'd be over that shit by now.

"Sorry, sorry! I'm sorry." She said quietly. "I just wanted to help you look. I can't sleep either."

"If you wanted to help then you should have stayed where you were." he barked back. So much for being alone.

They walked in silence for a few minutes. Finally she asked him, "Do you really think we're going to find her out here?" He glared at her. She had that same stupid look on her face that everyone else did, like the little girl was already gone. "What is wrong with you people? We just started looking. It ain't the mountains of Tibet it's Georgia for fucks sake. She could be held up in a farm house somewhere, waiting for someone to find her. People get lost and they survive. It happens all the time."

Andrea looked at him, the shock from his words clear across her face. "Yeah, but she's only twelve Daryl. You think she can survive on her own?" He looked at her and shrugged his shoulders. "Hell I was younger then that when I got lost." His mind flashed back to that time. Nine days in the woods, eating berries and being scared out of his mind. No one had even known he was gone. At least this little girl had someone lookin' for her.

They walked the rest of the trail in silence. They came across some asshole who had hung himself from a tree. Wasn't smart enough to shoot himself in the head. Dumb bastard. After they took care of him they made their way back towards the RV. The woman was mumbling about tossing up what little food she'd eaten and how tired she now felt. He wasn't really paying attention to her until she started talking about Sarah. "Bet her and Glen are nice and warm in that house together." He stopped in his tracks at that. He turned around and looked at her. "What?" Andrea looked a little surprised. probably at the fact that he actually had been listening to her at all.

"I said I bet Sarah and Glen are real comfy tonight, up at that house. They are always together, now they get to stay in a nice place for a night. I'm sure there going to take advantage of it." He looked at her for a moment before replying. "In some strangers house, when Carl is lying in the other bedroom shot? I don't think so. Besides, I didn't know her and the Asian were even a thing. When did that happen?"

Andrea chuckled and rolled her eyes. "If you ask either one of them they say it hasn't. But they are always together, he's always talking to her. Hell in the past two days the only people she's talked to are him and you. She's always on his ass." Daryl just grunted in reply. They walked back towards the RV and Andrea went in to try and catch some sleep. He climbed atop the RV and told Dale he could get him some sleep too. He wasn't going to be going to bed anytime soon anyways. Someone might as well get a decent nights sleep. He couldn't stop thinking about what she had said for some reason. About Sarah. He hadn't really noticed it until she had brought it to his attention, but her and that Asian did spend a lot of time together. He saw them talking and laughing together a lot, and today when she said she was staying at the RV. As soon as she found out Glen was going she changed her tune. Not like he really cared if she was into one of the guys in the group. Wasn't his business anyways.

What actually surprised him was that out of all the guys, she was gettin' cozy with Glen. He just didn't seem like her type. He was kind of quiet like she was, he was good with gettin' places but he was pretty sure the kid didn't even know how to work a gun. He complained a lot too. Always bitching about something he had to do. He didn't think she'd be the type of girl who'd be into that. Honestly she was more of a man then that kid was. Rick was married, which apparently didn't mean much anymore in this new world, but he was pretty sure there was nothing going on there and he hadn't seen T-Dog talk to her much either. There was Dale but Daryl was pretty sure he was old enough to be her grandfather, and then of course Shane. He was a dick though. He couldn't picture her with him either. She didn't like being hollered at, he had found that out when Shane had yelled at her in camp one day, back in the quarry. She was a little on the short side, maybe about 5'5", and he had towered over her yelling something about carrying a gun the wrong way, but she was yelling right back at him. She wasn't as much of a pussy as Glen was, and she wasn't a asshole like Shane...

He shook his head, trying to clear the thoughts from his mind. Why did he even care what type of guy she liked anyways? Wasn't his business.