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Yes i re-write this again

Warnings: Definitely have a OOC character

Disclaimer: I Do NOT own Walking Dead

"..." Normal Talk

'...' Thought

"..."/'...' Flashback

Chapter 1:

Days Gone Bye

Rosalyn Miller never once thought in her 27 years of live that she'd be holding a real gun in her life.

Never once she thought that one day, she would be out here killing the dead that had risen from their death to kill people just like the zombie movie she watched on her television.

It has only been a month or less since she moved to Georgia. Her live had always been good, with her new job as a doctor in Georgia, meeting new people and experiencing lots of things.

Then the apocalypse happened.

Survival is the only thing people care about now, not how you look or how much money did you have, it's all about how can you stay alive to live another day in this world. She has to move from house to house, trying to stay alive, looking for food. Surviving.

Walking down the highway, she'd been walking for hours, her clothes were stained with sweat and the blood of the walkers she'd taken down. She doesn't even know where she was going to go, this place is still a little unfamiliar to her. She was just hoping to see another living person.

Just then, her ears picked up the clacking sound of horse's footsteps coming closer. She quickly turned around and her eyes caught a man riding a horse with a sheriff outfit. He slowly approached her with his horse and stopped near her before he got off, taking off his hat while looking at her. The man slowly approached her.

"Hello...?" he greeted hesitantly.

"Hi." Rosalyn blinked slightly before giving him a brief smile.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to surprise you," He apologized "I'm Rick Grimes. It's nice to see a living person." he extended his hand towards the blonde.

"Rosalyn Miller. The feeling's mutual." she smiled and shook his hand.

"Anyone else with you?" Rick asked

"As you can see..." Rosalyn answered while motioning to their surrounding "Not for a while now." she answered, "Wait- I think I've seen you somewhere." she muttered while studying his face

"I'm a sheriff, ma'am." he chuckled.

"Well, I can clearly see that," she chuckled "But no, I definitely know you from somewhere...but where?" She bit her lip before closing her eyes and muttering to herself, trying to remember him.

Her eyes opened as she smiled widely at him, "Ah! You're that Rick Grimes! I was in charge of you in the hospital!" she exclaimed.

"You're a nurse?" he questioned while raising his eyebrow.

"Doctor." she corrected.

"No wonder your last name sounded familiar. I think heard people mentioning your name when I was unconscious." Rick nodded "But if I recall correctly, your name was Dr. Alexandra Miller...?"

"About that..." She laughed lightly at that, "My full name is Rosalyn Alexandra Miller, but I rarely use Alexandra-except at the hospital."

"Oh...okay, are you heading to somewhere?" he asked.

"Not at the moment" she shrugged lightly.

"Wanna come with me?" he offered as he put on his hat once more.

"Depends... where are you going?" she asked

"I'm headin' up to Atlanta for my family." Rick explained

"Ah...Lori and Carl isn't it?" she guessed as Rick nodded. "Hm... since I have nowhere to go, sure I'll come with you"

"Alright then. It's settled." Rick nodded and got onto his horse before extending his hand towards her.

Rosalyn grabbed his hand and allowed him to pull her up as she seated behind him "Hold on." he said as she nodded and gripped his shirt.

"Here we go" he said before he spanked the reins gently as the horse started to walk.

"How long have you been on the road?" she asked, feeling that she need to at least bring up some conversation.

"Not long," Rick replied "I, uh...I woke up in the hospital a few days ago."

"Well, I guess all of this must be pretty overwhelming then," she said. If he'd been in a coma up until she left the hospital, she concludes that he might be surprised by the situation when he woke up. She herself was surprised when she went to work into this mess.

"It was worse when I first woke up." He explained as Rosalyn nodded "And I met this family—a father and son. They helped me to adjust."

"Where are they now?" Rosalyn questioned curiously.

"We decided to go our separate ways."

"Is that so..." Rosalyn nodded

It didn't take them very long for them to reached Atlanta, especially since the horse had run after a few miles of walking. Eventually, he slowed down and they were able to ride calmly. They were walking along the road leading into Atlanta.

As they rode down the empty street that was filled with empty burned cars, trash and blood, Rosalyn began to get rather worried. She gripped her gun with her free hand. "This place gives me the creeps. Rick, I have a bad feeling about this."

"Just keep your eyes open." he replied, snapping the reins once more. Rosalyn gazed into a bus that looked to have been set on fire. There were two corpses inside and as they passed, both of the corpses' heads slightly move. Rosalyn who notice this carefully watched the corpses

Suddenly, both of the corpses get up from their seat and started towards them. The horse seems to notice it to and shrieked as it stumbled to the side in an attempt to get away.

"Whoa!" Rick said as he tried to calm the horse down. "Steady. It's just a few. Nothing we can't outrun."

Rosalyn tried to calm her nerves by humming some random songs to herself but stopped when she heard the sound of a helicopter flying overhead. "Is it just me or did you hear the sound of helicopter?"

Rick paused and listened to the sound, "Yeah, it's not just you."

"Do you know where it came from?"

Rick paused as he looked up into the sky, searching for any sign of the helicopter, but he couldn't see anything. He paused as he turned to face one of the building, where he spotted the helicopter in its reflection

"There!" he pointed to the building as he quickly snapped the reins and they started to chase the helicopter before stopping around the corner and stared wide-eyed at the street in front of them. There were hundreds of walkers forming a herd on the street. The walkers noticed their presence and stared hungrily at them before beginning to stumble towards them.

Rick zoned out at it as Rosalyn snapped him out by poking him, "Rick!" she cried out.

Rick acted immediately as he turned the horse around and rushed back to the street they passed a while ago, only to meet another herd of walkers. Rosalyn put her hand on her knife while Rick tried to get them out from the herds

"Shit." he cursed under his breath when the walkers started to grab onto the horse. Rosalyn quickly pulled out her knife and began to stab any walkers she could get. Eventually, the weight of the walkers was too much and the horse toppled over, knocking Rosalyn and Rick off onto the road as it went. Rick's duffle bag fell from his back before he landed.

Rosalyn sat up quickly and glanced around; looking for a way out and saw Rick was being attacked. Quickly, she stabbed the walker and pulled it off of him.

"Thank you" Rick breathed out as he stood up.

Rosalyn only nodded at him before glancing around the area, her eyes landed on a tank nearby.

"Come on, we're going over towards that tank!" she yelled to him. He glanced between her and the military vehicle hesitantly. "Go! Now!" she urge him as she shot a nearby walker in the head. Rick immediately did as she said, and slid underneath the tank, Rosalyn close behind him, shooting any walker that got too close to them. She glanced up to search for an opening and saw that the hatch was right above Rick's head

"Rick, you've got to listen to me! There's a hatch right above you, open it and get in!" Rosalyn instructed briefly.

"Rick!" she called out to him when Rick hesitated. She aimed the gun back over her shoulder and shot another walker.

Rick finally rolled onto his back and he quickly opened the hatch before climbing into the tank while Rosalyn fired two more shots at the walkers. Once Rick was inside, Rosalyn scrambled up to the opening and rolled onto her back. Rick grabbed her hand to heave her up and pulled her quickly closed the hatch to prevent anything from following them inside.

Rick crawled over to the back of the tank, where a dead soldier was sitting up against the wall as he collapsed next to the body, completely out of breath. Rosalyn holstered her weapon and sighed in relief as she leaned against the wall

"Oh god..." Rick breathed out as he breathlessly glanced at the soldier and his eyes catches a gun in its holster. He slowly reached out to pull the soldier's gun from the holster. Immediately, the corpse shifted at his light movement and growled hungrily at him.

"Rick!" Rosalyn called out worriedly. Rick panicked and pulled his gun in instinct, but Rosalyn quickly pulled out her knife and throw it as it embedded itself in the middle of its forehead

"Thanks." Rick breathed out as he put his gun back into the holster. Rosalyn crawled towards the walker and pulled her knife out from its head. "You should be more careful. If you had fired the gun, it would give deafening echo because the tank repressed the air" Rosalyn explained, deciding it was best to explain it to him

"I don't expect less from a doctor." he slightly smirked. Rosalyn laughed lightly, running her finger back through her blonde hair, "I think we left your bag of guns out there."

"Don't worry about it now. Are you alright?" he asked

"Yeah, I guess..." she leaned against the tank's wall and sighed tiredly, "I should have figured out more about those things, if only I have more time before they took over my lab." she muttered while rubbing her forehead.

"You have a lab? I thought you're a doctor" Rick raised his eyebrow curiously.

Rosalyn grinned, "Well, yeah. I was sent here because they wanted me to check on a disease, most likely those things out there." she explained "I was more of a scientist than a doctor, but I studied it both... so yeah..."

"So, any idea on what should we do next?" she asked

"I honestly have no idea." he shook his head while resting his forehead to the back of the soldier's pistol, sweating as he tried to come up with strategy. They couldn't just stay in there. They had to get out, but he knew it was impossible.

Rosalyn looked up to the ceiling and closed her eyes, only to open them again when she heard a crackling sound of a radio. Interested with the sound, she nudged Rick's leg to get his attention."Did you hear that?" she asked

"What? The walkers banging on the hatches? Yeah, sure, I heard that, loud and clear." he muttered.

"No. It's a sound of... a radio!" she exclaimed

"What? A radio?" Rick frowned

"There's no mistaking it Rick!"she insisted as the crackling started again and the voice of a man filled the silence of the tank.

"Hey, you, dumb-asses!" the voice called out.

Rick and Rosalyn exchanged looks.

"Yeah you, you two in the tank. Cozy in there?"

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