Okay so I decided to upload another chapter because I know how annoyed you get when you read something and then it hasn't been updated, I'm assuming people who like this will feel that way so I just thought I would add to it as a kindness to people who are just starting to read it or whatever.

"Lori"

Rick had been muttering her name in his sleep for the past week or so and it was upsetting everyone.

Everyone was worried about Rick, especially Carl and Daryl. Carl was upset about his father being so upset and Daryl just didn't know how he felt, he just knew that he had to do something to make his friend feel better, to stop all of his sadness, but he knew that he had to let him get through this aspect of it all on his own, or at least some of it anyway.

At this point Daryl was the only one awake, he was the closest to Rick's cell and could hear him. He decided he should go and check on him.

Daryl watched Rick's face as he called out to a person who was no longer here. His face was filled with so much sadness and hurt. He wished there was something he could do to help.

"LORI!" Rick shouted, he sat up breathing in quick pants.

Daryl put a hand on his shoulder to comfort him. Rick flinched in the dark not knowing whom it was, relaxing as soon as he heard him speak.

"It's alright" Daryl wished he hadn't chosen those exact words but he couldn't take them back now.

"Daryl go away, you don't need to see me like this"

"Just wanted to make sure you were alright is that such a crime?" Rick laughed.

"I guess not" Without expecting it Rick began to sob, his head instantly into his hands. Daryl gently patted his back unsure of how to proceed.

"S' kay" Rick muttered through his sobbing.

"You don' have to be here"

Daryl knelt before Rick sadness overcoming him; he hated to see Rick like this.

"I ain't going anywhere" He said smiling sadly.

Rick stopped crying after a few minutes and finally looked at Daryl.

"Really Daryl, you can leave, I'm fine really"

"Alright" He said not believing him, but he knew he wanted to be alone.

The next day Glenn visited Rick in his cell, Rick was awake but he was just sitting on the edge of the bed.

Glenn stood half way in the cell and knocked on the wall. "Can I come in Rick?" Rick nodded. Glenn simply stood in front of him before speaking.

"Listen we're running low on supplies…so I'm gonna go on a run, with Daryl, we'll be back later kay?"

Rick nodded again but looked the man in the eyes this time, Glenn saw dark marks under his eyes and knew he must have had nightmares about Lori again, they were depriving him of his much needed sleep.

Rick sat up quickly relalising that Glenn had said he was going on a run with Daryl. He ran past the others until he reached the front yard of the prison. Carl stood a few metres behind his father while he watched Glenn and Daryl leave in one of the cars. Rick huffed and took a few steps back. He turned around and bumped into Carl.

"Sorry Carl" He half laughed. Carl smiled.

"They'll be back soon dad, just gone to get some supplies"

"Yeah…I know, just wanted to"

"Wanted to what?"

"I dunno actually" He said smiling, he found that odd, he just wanted to speak to Daryl, not really about anything peticular or about anything important, just wanted to speak with him.

"Doesn't matter" He said ruffling his sons hair. He put his arm around Carl and led him inside.

"Come on"

"Daryl look!" Glenn exclaimed as he pointed at a store nearby, they were hiding amongst some trees and the store was across the road from them.

"Jackpot" Daryl muttered. Glenn was about to eagerly run across the road to grab some stuff but Daryl stopped him. This was way too easy.

"Hang on" Daryl suddenly delved into Glenns backpack.

"Hey easy!"

"Sorry, ah there they are" Daryl pulled out the bonoculars.

He looked over at the store and sure enough there were walkers inside.

"Okay I reckon theres gotta be a back door or something don't you think?" Glenn nodded.

"If we come in from the front all we're gonna do is attract all the bastards to the front and then…yeah"

"Well what if you made a distraction at the front and then I can slip inside and grab some stuff, I'm quick and your good with a crossbow"

"Yeah but I want the freedom to not just grab shit you know what I mean?"

Glenn did know what he meant, just walking into a store and going through everything, the luxury they usually didn't have these days, being able to pick out not only what you want but what you need as well.

"Right, back door let's go, we can kill any other walkers on the way and then hopefully slip back out the same way without being see by the one's at the front of the store"

Daryl nodded and they walked in a crouch like stance, briskly towards the back of the store.

As they got to the corner of a wall, Daryl took a quick glance before alerting Glenn of the two walkers ahead of them. Glenn nodded; it was always best to kill them as quietly as possible.

They decided to split the job, Daryl shot one in the head using his crossbow and the other one turned around in confusion, at which point Glenn hacked it's head using an axe he had found a while back.

Daryl smiled to himself, he put on foot on the walkers head as he ripped his arrow out of its brain, the usual squishy sound making Glenn shudder, not as much as he used to though.

They peered in through the back window, Daryl was right there the one's at the front of the store couldn't get to them; there was just wall and door in the way whereever they were. Besides the stuff they needed/wanted wasn't at the front anyway.

Glenn and Daryl began looking at everything in front of them, both acting like kids in a toy store.

Wow! Look at all this! And it's ours for the taking! Glenn grabbed as much food as he could, then he went for the medical supplies, Daryl was looking for something he thought would help Rick, he would help himself afterwards. He knew helping the baby would definitely make Rick's day a little easier so he got some more baby formula and bottles.

He also knew that Rick was grateful for anyone who helped Carl so he got some shirts he found that might fit Carl as well as some books he thought he might like and some pens, pencils and notebooks.

He grabbed everything and headed to the food when he bumped into Glenn and dropped some of it, they both winced, as the noise was a little loud. Neither of them moved nor spoke until they were sure there were no walkers.

"Phew that was close" Glenn said wiping his forehead.

"Yeah" Daryl picked the stuff back up; he was met with a smirk from Glenn. "What?"

"Taking up some art classes Dixon?"

"It's for Carl" Glenn raised his eyebrows.

"Well I don't think he's really into drawing or whatever but he could always write"

"About what?"

"It's the apocolypse, he's like 13 and his mother recently died"

Glenn nodded sadly.

"Right well is that all your getting then? We should head back soon"

"I guess, I don't think theres anything else I need or want"

"I got you some more arrows for your crossbow"

Daryl grinned. "Thanks, I'll take em now actually could come in handy" Glenn passed Daryl the arrows for him to place in his quiver and they headed out of the store.

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