Chapter Two

"How old do you think that girl is?" Carol said in deep thought. The young woman looked to be about seventeen, maybe eighteen.

"She's just a kid." Lori murmured; the girl had looked so happy even though the world was over. She looked healthy, well fed. She looked how Lori wanted Carl, Beth and the baby to look like one day.

"So what do you guys think?" Rick said pulling everyone out of their thoughts. "Should we go with her?"

"She seems to be telling the truth, it could be worth the shot." Glenn said smiling.

"Daryl, what do you think?" Rick asked the hunter.

"Chinaman seems to be right; I doubt a kid like that could survive on her own." Daryl shrugged.

"So is that everyone agreeing that we go?" Rick smiled slightly. When everyone nodded, even Carl, Rick's smile grew even bigger.

Jill came back to the group; they were still at the grocery store. But this time everyone was relaxed, well as relaxed as possible with dead people walking around. They were all eating and laughing, it was a lovely scene. Jill hoped that they agreed to come back with her, they seemed like nice people to have around and they would be good additions to the group's survival.

"So what'd you guys chose?" Jill said smilingly as she got off her bike. She pulled the hem of her shorts down a little more, riding on the bike made her feel more exposed than normal, especially in front of a bunch of new people.

"We would like very much to come with you." The brown haired man said standing up smiling.

"Well then I guess it's time for introductions and some rules." Jill smiled; she sat on a cement block in the parking lot with her rifle. "My name is Jill Hope."

"It's nice to meet you, I'm Rick Grimes, the pregnant woman is my wife Lori, and that's my son Carl. The older man is Hershel, and his two daughters Maggie and Beth. Then there's Glenn and T-Dog, Carol and that's Daryl." Rick said pointing to each member of the group. Daryl was the hot guy, the crossbow wielding hick.

"It's great to meet you guys. So uh, my group is led mostly by me and my brother Jack. Jack's wife and my best friend Bonnie is pregnant. Then my brother's best friend Tom is with us. I'd really appreciate it if you listened to us about my group, and the safety of the whole camp. We have two full families at the camp, and a thirteen, nine, six, five and sixteen year old running around." Jill smiled at Carl and Beth about kids their age. "We have Betty and Bill, there an older couple. Bill runs our farm and Betty does most of the cooking and she used to be a nurse so she can help with the whole pregnancy thing." Jill laughed.

"Well Hershel used to be a vet, he's been helping with our people injuries too." Rick smiled at her.

"Oh that's great, he can help Betty and Jane, and the animals on the farm." Jill smiled at the older man. "So you can all follow me to the fort, I'll ask you to give up your main weapons, just until we can trust you. But you can keep a knife on you if you want, and you might not even want your weapons on you by the time you can have them. The only people who tend to carry are my brother, Tom and Bill."

"Sounds good." Rick said trying not to cringe at the thought of giving up his weapon.

"I ain't givin' up my crossbow for anything." Daryl snarled; the first words he'd said since Jill came back. She couldn't help but a little tingly at the sound of his rough voice.

"Daryl please." Carol pleaded; she didn't want to ruin the chances of finding safety.

"Well a bow can't really hurt people without noticing, I mean someone will notice you if you start loading it…" Jill said thoughtfully. "I'll check with Jack, but I'm sure we can make an exception for the crossbow." Jill shrugged.

"Alrighty then, it's starting to get dark, should we head out?" Rick smiled finally, a real smile.

"Sure." Jill smiled, she got up and went back to her bike and watched as the group packed everything up. They were all happy; they all had a bounce in their step, and a real smile plastered on their faces.

Once everyone was packed up Jill started her bike and turned herself around. She heard another bike start and saw Daryl roll up from behind the RV. She smiled at him but all he did was grimace and look away.

"Ass." Jill muttered before she took off down the road. She checked her mirrors quickly to see if everyone was following then she just enjoyed the ride. Being on her bike relaxed her, its what kept her calm when things got hard back at camp.

All Daryl could think about was how hot the Jill chick was. When she first got of that bike all Daryl thought about was protecting the group. But once he figured she wasn't a threat he finally got to appreciate how hot she was. He felt like some sort of pervert since she barely looked legal, but she was hot. She had dark brown hair that she kept in a ponytail, but it looked to go to her shoulder blades, maybe a little longer. And her eyes were so blue, Daryl hadn't seen eyes like that before, and with the make up around her eyes they seemed even brighter.

Daryl figured she was around eighteen or nineteen, which made him about eleven years older than her. She was just a kid, a very well grown, beautiful kid.

When she came back after the little group meeting her shorts had ridden up even more and her legs looked so smooth and soft. Daryl felt his pants tighten just thinking about them. She wasn't very tall, maybe 5'1 which gave Daryl almost a foot above her.

Now he was watching her riding in front of him and he couldn't help but admire her ease on the bike, she was a natural.

* So these are what I picture Bonnie, Jack, Tom, Claire and Jill to look like… I'll post my thoughts on Betty and Bill in the next chapter :)

Jill: . /tumblr_kvhg9q93Je1qzblkho1_ (Emma Stone: Zombieland)

Jack: . (Chris Pine: Carriers)

Bonnie: . /-0ESd8VdKvi8/UGHWCdS_FtI/AAAAAAAAGDg/-IO5uUORfks/s1600/jennifer_lawrence_house_at_the_end_of_the_ or . . (Jennifer Lawrence : House at the End of the Street)

Tom: sites/default/files/imagecache/story_ (Christian Bale with facial hair)

Claire: . ?d=1024 (Sasha Pieterse when she was young)