Daryl had been expecting to find someone tonight but he certainly hadn't expected that someone to fall from the sky like it was a God-given gift. 'Shut the hell up, Daryl. You know better 'n to think that.' He frowned down at the mess of the woman that had fallen.

"You're lucky I didn't shoot ya or nothin'." He spoke nothing but the truth. He had almost shot her just in surprise and had seen Glenn and Rick almost react the same way. He was sure that the only thing that had saved her was that she had spoken as soon as she had hit the ground. Rick looked at him and Daryl knew he was trying to ask him for his opinion. He merely shrugged and looked back at the woman on the ground.

"What are you doing out here?" The question came from Glenn, surprising both Daryl and Rick. Usually Glenn stood back and let Rick do the talking unless it was something he cared about. Daryl was definitely the kind to just sit back and watch. He had been since he was a kid. The woman looked up at them with green eyes narrowed.

"And why do ye think I would tell ye?" This was another surprise to Daryl, though he tried not to react to this one. The woman had spoken with an Irish accent and he was sure it was fake.

"You can drop the fake accent and just tell us who you are and what you're doing here." Rick had spoken the same thought that Daryl had and he had to hold back a smile of amusement.

"Fake accent... My accent is not fake, I'm tellin' ye! Now, I don't know ye and ye don't know me so don't go on judging right off the bloody bat ye fool!" The woman stood, placing her hands on her hips and all three of them drew their weapons on her automatically. She realized her error and then slowly lifted her hands in a gesture of peace. "Ya best be watchin' your mouth, girl. It seems we're the armed ones." Daryl let the words slip from his mouth as his eyes narrowed on her. As amusing as this situation was, he knew it was time to get going. There were bound to be Walkers any moment now.
"Okay so your accent is real. Mind tellin' me what you were doin' watchin' us?" Rick kept his weapon trained on the girl as did Daryl, though Glenn slowly started to drop his weapon.

"I came across yer prison by accident. I had been running from those monsters since... Since my da and my other group. I found it and saw you and yer men come and go and decided to get a camp somewhere nearby in case I ever needed help. Not that it looks like yer good 'nough people to help." The woman pined them with a blunt glare and Daryl couldn't help but feel slightly amused.
"Can you blame us? You fell out of a tree right behind us. Rick, this isn't the best place to be interrogating her, don't you think? We should get out of here. We could take her back and put her in one of the cells so we're all safe." Rick looked at Glenn and Daryl could see him processing what would be a better option before he nodded.

"Good idea, Glenn. Daryl?" Rick moved his gaze over to Daryl and he gave a nod of approval even though he kept his crossbow on the woman. "All right then, Daryl will lead us back, Glenn you are behind us and I will keep an eye on her." Daryl moved to his spot and began to lead the way out of the woods. He was beginning to think that taking Rick out at the middle of the night had been a bad idea when the first sounds of a walker reached his ears. He stopped and nodded ahead to give Rick and Glenn warning. As amusing as the woman was, he didn't much care for her. His family came first and being that they were his family it only mattered if they understood what was happening. Daryl led the way slowly and cautiously, keeping his eyes peeled for any movement. The walker wasn't far from them, it's gasps and groans gave away it's position. He attempted to lead them around the Walker and then made a straight line for the prison. There were walkers surrounding their new home, as there usually was, but they were easy to pick off as long as someone was waiting to let the three of them in.
As they neared the fence, Daryl halted and looked across the flat land before the fence to decide which way was the best to get them safely inside. He could see an outline of someone following the perimeter and decided to alert them with his flashlight. Knowing it could give away their position easily, he looked over to the woman.
"You climb trees, right?"
"I do. What do ye need me to do?"
"Climb that tree up there and flash this on the person doing the perimeter." Daryl handed her the flashlight and she gave him a curt nod before scurrying up a tree. 'C'mon, just look over and see the light.'

Authors Note: I obviously fail at typing accents. D: I apologize for it. D: