I most likely won't be posting chapters as often as I like since winter break is coming to an end but I'll try to put at least one chapter every weekend. ^^

Note : I do not own any of the characters or Walking Dead.

Carl's POV

Judith took the lantern as we passed by. She turned the dial making its once dim light grow bright. I could see clearly now and was able to get a good view of the room. The ground below was cold, gray cement. Large

pillars held up the ceiling of the room; if one were to break this place would cave in but they seemed sturdy enough for now. It took a moment before I realized that the basement held several rooms, at least the closed doors implied that.

"The main room is this way. " Judith said, cutting in on my observation of the basement.

Her voice pulled my gaze way from the door and to the back of her head as she lead us to what they called the main room. I could tell we were close when lights ahead began to light our path. Soon, Judith turned off the small lantern she carried and her pace increased as she was greeted by others, four people to be exact. Will swerved around me to greet the others as well, heading straight up to a man and women who appeared to be in their late thirties or early forties.

I felt my feet stop as the light barely crossed my face. Looking out at the crowd, I began to realize who I had found, or who had found me. My suspicions of Judith being my sister were confirmed. An older looking Maggie and Glenn greeted both Judith and Will. For the first time, I studied Will's features. He had pitch black hair that draped down into face. His eyes resembled Maggie's green ones. I soon realized that he was their son.

"We ran into some trouble with walkers but he saved us." Judith informed Glenn.

He looked past her until his eyes rested on me. He studied my face for a moment then I noticed his eyes wander to my hat. "Thank you... If you don't mind me asking, where did you get the hat?"

Hiding my identity crossed my mind but to come so far and not tell them who I was didn't seem worth it. "My father. Rick Grimes. You knew him and you know me."

"Carl?" A raspy voice came from the corner.

My gaze turned to see another familiar face, one I wasn't expecting to see here. Daryl. He, like everyone, had aged some. He appeared sick but knowing him I doubted he would ever say anything about it.

"Yeah... It's me." I muttered giving a solemn nod.

Smiles crossed the adult's faces as I admitted to who I was.

"It's great to see you again."

"Why did you leave?"

"I'm glad you're alive."

Such comments flowed from their lips and for once, I felt like I belonged here. Like I had actually been their lost child who after all these years, came home.

"I hope you don't mind but I'd like to tell my story later on.. Who are the newbies?" I asked once the greeting had settled.

Maggie smiled softly and nodded."Of course. Over there's Shawn, our son." she started nodding to who I first thought was Will, I was wrong. Shawn nodded to me in greeting.

A boy around Shawn's age stepped forward."I'm Hunter." he said watching me with narrowed eyes. The boy was muscular and had chiseled features to him. I looked at Daryl, who look at the boy with the affection of a father, I figured as much. His dark brown hair was shorter than mine and Shawn's, coming only down the nape of his neck and hanging above his ears. The cut was choppy and most likely done by himself. He also had a long scar that traveled down the side of his head.

"Who was Will?" I questioned looking to Glenn for answers.

"My little brother.." Hunter replied for him. His eyes narrowed at me. "How do you know his name?"

"Judith yelled it out when I first found them.."

"He didn't make... She yelled it as the walkers got to him." Shawn said shaking his head softly.

"What!?" Hunter snapped.

"I told you not to take him! You son of a -" Daryl began to snap only to be cut off by Glenn.

"It wasn't his fault! Walkers grab what they can! You should know that!" he said defensively.

Standing between two protective fathers wasn't a good idea and I sure as hell wasn't going to get involved. It didn't last long though. Daryl soon calmed down but retreated to his room to mourn the loss of his son no doubt. Hunter stayed where he was but sat on the outskirts of the group. When things had settled, I noticed we were missing someone.

"Where did Judith go?" I questioned looking around the group for answers.