Quinn POV

I groaned a little, opening my eyes. I looked around as I remembered where I was, and I slowly sat up. The door opened and Lori walked in. She quickly moved over, "Quinn, honey you shouldn't move so much."

I chuckled but quickly stopped when I felt pain in my stomach, "I'm starting to feel old."

Lori chuckled and shook her head as she helped me lay back down. "You can't move until Hershel tells you."

"I'm gonna die here," I joked and she chuckled.

"I don't think so," She said and sighed as she sat down on the chair beside the bed. "But you almost did. You scared us back there."

"Sorry," I told her. "Where's Sophia and Carl?"

"They outside with the others," She answered. "Everyone want to see you." I opened my mouth but she pointed at me. "But that can wait until you get better and out of the bed."

I closed my mouth and pouted. "But I'm fine."

Lori shook her head. "Hershel said you need to rest, and that's what you gonna do."

"But - but," I stuttered.

"Not buts," Lori said. "You grounded to the bed until Hershel say otherwise."

I groaned slightly as I closed my eyes. I opened them and looked at Lori when I thought about something else, "Is Rick okay?"

"Yes, why?" She asked as she brushed my hair from my face.

I hesitated. "Um . . . When I woke up, I remembered something I said when I saw him."

"What is it?" She asked softly.

I swallowed, "Well, it was an accident, when I opened my eyes, I thought I heard my Dad's voice saying my name." Lori nodded, waiting for me to continue. "So, I called Rick 'Dad'." I shook my head, sighing, "I remember dreaming about him, my Mom and Daniel." She looked at me sadly as she tilted her head. "I dreamed about been in that car accident, then I woke up in my room . . . I looked for them, but I couldn't find them . . . Do you think my brother is still alive?"

Lori grabbed my hand. "Of course he is. You'll see him again." I swallowed and nodded.

Daryl POV

I was walking around in the woods, trying to see if I can find anything that can tell me if that Daniel guy was or is around.

I didn't really knew if that guy was even in this woods, but maybe with any luck, he was. I came across an abandoned house so I pulled my crossbow off my shoulders and got an arrow ready. I walked around the first floor and heard a thud. I walked into a kitchen and found a sardine can in the trash can. I picked it up and sniffed it. It smelled fresh, and in my guess just opened recently.

I looked over at a door that was halfway opened and I lifted my crossbow up, slowly walking over to the door. I opened it and saw that it was small bedroom.

Maybe it was Daniel? Or someone else?

I shook my head, thinking it could be anyone, not just Quinn's brother. I sighed as I walked outside. I looked around the area, "Daniel!"

There wasn't any answer.

I looked around again, sighing in disappointment.

Quinn POV

I huffed and pouted. Lori already left the room, and I was stuck! I hate it. I needed to get out. Now or I was going to go crazy.

"Help. Me. God," I muttered and moved my head before hitting it back down on the pillow with a sigh. The door opened as someone knocked.

Rick walked in, "Hey, kiddo."

I smiled, "Hey."

He walked over and sat on the bed, "How you feeling?"

"Better," I said, "Please tell Hershel and Lori to let me get out." He chuckled. "I want to see everyone. I'm going crazy here."

He nodded. "I get it, but . . ."

I sighed in disappointment. "I can't."

He nodded. "Yeah."

I shook my head and pulled the covers up to my head. "That's it. I'm dead. I can't take it anymore."

Rick laughed and pulled the covers off of my head. "You'll be out soon. Just wait a day or two. You just got out of a surgery, okay?" I pouted. "Okay?"

"Okay," I muttered. "But give me something. You have to, I'm bored."

Rick smiled, letting out a chuckle. "I'll see what I can do with that." I hesitated and he seem to know it. "What?"

"Um, about what I said earlier," I said and he nodded. "You're not mad, right? I didn't . . . well . . ."

"I'm not angry or mad," He said. "You just woke up for surgery, you were thinking about your father." I nodded. "It's all right."

I nodded again and smiled a little. There was another knock on the door. "I'm getting popular," I said. The door opened and Andrea walked in. I gasped happily, "Andrea!"

She smiled as she walked over. "Hey fighter."

"I'll let you two talk," Rick told us with a smirk before leaving.

I chuckled and hugged Andrea tightly as she sat down on the bed. "Do you have any idea how much I was worried?" She asked as we pulled away from the hug. I smiled and she gave me a playfully look. "Don't smile, you scared all of us."

I sighed. "I'm sorry. It's not like I planned it, did I?"

She smiled. "I'm just glad you okay."

I smiled back before smirking. "Me too." She laughed and shook her head. "Andrea, you a friend. More a sister than that."

"What do you what?" She asked with a smirk.

"Help me break out of here," I begged and she chuckled. "Please."

"I can't," Andrea said with a smirk as she shook her head. "Don't ask me that. I can't."

"Oh come on," I groaned, looking away. "I'm going crazy. No one's helping me."

"No one's helping you get out 'cause you need to stay in bed," She said. "Wait a few days."

"This is Hell," I muttered and she chuckled.