Disclaimer: I do not own The Walking Dead, just Breelynn and Ariya.

We drove for four hours in complete silence. I look down and notice that the tank is on empty.

"Damn it! How are we going to get gas?!" I yelled, making Ariya jump. She had been listening to her iPod the whole ride.

"We can get off the highway and stop at a convenience store." she suggested.

"Not a bad idea. I hope we find one that's not overrun with walkers." I say. She nods her head.

We drive again in silence 'til the next exit.

"Shit! My iPod died!" She yelled, in turn making me jump.

"Language, Ariya." I scolded.

"It's the end of the world, I don't think language really matters right now, does it?"

"You have a point.'' I admitted.

We found a convenience store, and lucky spotted no walkers. I siphoned the gas and put the hose in the tank. Then, I filled up my motorcycle.

"Do you think we should try going into the store? There might be some chips and junk food or something in there!" Ariya says.

"It's worth a try. Here.'' I dug in my bag and gave her a gun. "Don't shoot it unless you absolutely have to. The sound attracts more walkers." She nodded her head and I tucked my pistol under my belt, along with my knife. She did the same with hers. I load my crossbow with one of my arrows and we head to the entrance of the store. "Stay next to me." I instruct.

As we near the entrance, I spot 3 walkers walking around inside. They spot us too, and come to the glass door. I shoot 1 and we each grab our knives. I load another arrow at the same time. The arrow was sharp enough to break the glass so we stepped in through the hole. Luckily, there was only the three walkers in the whole store. I stab one of them in the nose and look over to Ariya, who's a little to short to reach her 6 feet 2 walker's head. It backs her up into a corner and she's holding her mouth so she doesn't scream and attract more walkers. I come behind it, silently tell her to duck, and stab it in the back of his head. Blood shoots ahead of him and would've been covering her face if it wasn't for her ducking. I grab the back of it's shirt before it falls on Ariya and throw it to the side.

"Nice going sis!" She says.

"Aha, thanks! Make sure and tell me if you're too short for the brain next time! You could've taken my shortie walker head on!" I told her. "Anyways, go grab your damn chips." She smiles and runs through the isles, grabbing junk food. I throw her one of the big bags that the store had and she filled it to the rim and grabbed another bag. I grabbed a cooler that the store had to sell and filled it with cases of water. Then I grabbed another and filled it with pop for Ariya. If anything she could drink it hot. I then proceed to grab a third cooler and fill it with beer and liquor. I don't know why I did that, considering I never drink. But I did. We loaded all of our stuff into the truck, and I go back inside one final time for three gas cans. I fill them with gas and start the truck. We get back on the highway.

"What time is it?" Ariya asks. I check my watch.

"6:42 p.m." I tell her. "We should start to look for a place to sleep."

"We could find a house and sleep there?" She suggests.

"Good idea. But we will have to scope the place for walkers before we decide on a house. We don't want a house in a huge neighborhood where walkers will be everywhere." I tell her.

''So maybe like a farm house or something." She says.

"Exactly. And we better find it quick before it gets too dark to kill the walkers."

We search and search 'til the sun goes down.

"I guess we're just going to sleep in the truck for the night." I tell her.

"What if a herd passes by?" She looks scared by the thought.

"I don't know..." I answered honestly.

We drive in silence again until we hit a traffic jam. It was dead stopped. Nobody was moving. Wait! These are cars. There might be actual people in them!

"Do you see this?" I ask her. She turns and grins.

We weave in between cars, looking inside them to search for people. No one. But there might be supplies that we don't have in these. I hand Ariya a flashlight and get my crossbow. We search a couple of the cars and find blankets, water, a portable t.v., first aid kits, and medicine. I search a truck and find motorcycle parts. I throw them in the back in case something happens to my bike. Suddenly, Ariya yells. I run over to her and see that she's leaning into a car. I move her out of the way to see what she is looking at. In the back there was a baby strapped into a car seat, but the baby wasn't alive. No, it was a walker. I grab my crossbow and shoot it. Ariya stops yelling and now she's crying. I hold her and carry her to the truck. This place is definitely going to have some walkers in a little bit considering the screamfest that Ariya had. I start up the truck with Ariya laying on me, still blubbering. We drive for about 30 minutes through the cars until I see a long driveway. I pull into it and follow the curves of the driveway to a big farmhouse. I see a truck parked out front and as I park the car someone runs out of the house with a gun. I step out of the truck with Ariya in my hands.

"Who goes there?!" The man yells.

"Sir, I'm Breelynn Tyler, and this is my sister, Ariya Tyler." I tell the man.

"Are you the only two?"

"Yes, sir."

"Are either of you bit, scratched?"

"No, sir."

''Well, what do you want?"

"Do you mind if we sleep in our truck on your property? We had to get off the highway. Just for tonight. Please?"

"Come inside." The man says. By then, Ariya has woken up. She heard the whole conversation and was as confused as I was. We walked inside the white farmhouse.

"Hi, I'm Maggie! Are you hungry?" A girl with brown hair asks.

"No, we already ate. But thanks!" I tell her.

"Well, I'm Hershel." The man said.

"Nice to meet you guys. If you don't mind, can we please go back to sleep in our truck? We have a long journey tomorrow." I ask.

"That will not be necessary. We have a spare bedroom. You can stay here as long as you would like." Herschel told us.

"Why...thank you! I appreciate it so much! We'll help in any way we can to pull our weight around here!" I told him.

"The room is upstairs, third to your right." Hershel said, yawning and heading out the kitchen. I s'pose he's tired. It's like 10 p.m. though. We went outside and grabbed our bags and carried them to our room. We tested to see if the water worked (it did) and we took cold showers and brushed our teeth. We lay down on the queen sized bed and went straight to sleep.

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