When I woke, the sun was just starting to appear. I looked around to see everyone sleeping, but Dale was on the floor instead of Daryl. Daryl probably took over on watch. I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep any longer so I got up to get some fresh air. When I got out of the RV, Daryl looked downed at me and frowned. "Why are you up so damn early?" He asked, obviously annoyed that I interrupted his alone time.

"I couldn't sleep."

"Well you should be able to, considering you stayed up all night crying your ass off."

"Look, I'm sorry about last night. I know you were just trying to help and I shouldn't have been such a bitch." He nodded at me and decided I'd go for a walk.

"Where the hell are you going?" Daryl called out.

"Just for a walk to stretch my legs. I have my knife, and I won't go far." I continued walking and did some stretches. I was really cramped from sleeping in such an uncomfortable position. I circled around and headed back when I came across the three walkers I killed yesterday. I crouched down beside one of them, and searched its pockets. I pulled out a wallet and looked inside. "Jim Steele." I said aloud. I picked up what looked like a business card, and it turns out he was a lawyer. I moved on to the next body and pulled out its wallet. "Patrick Chenniry." I went over to the final body, but I couldn't find any identification. "Well, you're unnamed I guess." I stood up and took one last look at the bodies. "Rest in peace, even though you tried to kill me." I walked back and entered the RV to see Andrea up. "Hey." I said.

"Oh, you scared me! Hi Jenny." She replied.

"What are you doing?"

"Trying to figure out how to put my gun back together."

"Here, let me show you." I picked up her gun and reassembled it within 30 seconds.

"Where did you learn to assemble guns?" She asked.

"My dad taught me. He liked to hunt a lot and he kind of had an obsession with guns. He taught me all about every gun he could think of, and he taught me how to use them."

"Can you teach me?"

"Of course." I spent the next 10 minutes teaching her how to put her gun back together. She kept messing up, but finally she got it. "Good, now do it a few more times." She did it about 4 times, getting better and better each time. She kept practicing until Carol woke up. "Morning Carol! I said. She smiled at me but I could tell she was still upset about Sophia. Dale woke up shortly after, and Carol made all of us powdered eggs. We sat down at the table and ate silently.

"We should head out after breakfast." Dale said. "They're probably getting worried."

We all nodded in agreement, but Carol still looked worried. "What are we going to do about my girl?" She asked.

"We'll make a sign and leave some supplies for her. We'll come back here every day to see if she showed up." Andrea said. Carol still looked hesitant, but finally agreed.

After we ate and cleaned up, we started getting ready to leave. "I'm just gonna comb the woods one more time before we go." Daryl said.

"I'll come too." Andrea replied.

"Me too. I can't stand to be here any longer while my daughter's out there alone." Carol said. I was about to volunteer to go too, but Daryl looked pissed so I figured I would stay back with Dale. They disappeared into the forest, leaving Dale and I behind.

Both of us climbed onto the roof of the RV to keep watch. Neither of us said anything until Dale broke the silence. "Are you going to tell me why you were upset last night?"

I sighed, "Dale, I really don't want to talk about it. I'm fine."

"It didn't seem like you were fine."

"Well I am, so can we please just drop it?" He did, and we sat silently until they got back after about 30 minutes of looking. I wasn't surprised that they didn't find her.

"Let's go." Daryl said.

We made a sign that said 'Sophia stay here we will come every day'. We left a few bottles of water, some dried fruit and granola bars for her. Daryl headed off on his motorcycle and Andrea, Carol, Dale and I were in the RV.

"So Andrea, what did you do before the apocalypse?" I asked.

"I was a civil rights lawyer." She replied. I couldn't help but think of the walker I killed and how he was a lawyer too. He was in a courtroom every day just like Andrea used to be.

"What about you Carol?" I asked.

"I was a housewife. I just stayed home, cooked and cleaned and looked after Sophia."

"How about you Dale?"

"I retired a long time ago. I traveled around quite a bit."

"What did you do Jenny?" Andrea asked.

"I was a sophomore in high school. My life was filled with homework, assignments and basketball. I loved basketball, I played every day."

"I used to play in high school." Carol said. Everyone looked at her shocked; I didn't take her as the type of person who liked basketball. "What? Don't look at me like that." She said.

Nobody said anything until we reached the farm. Andrea got out and opened tall wooden gates, and shut them once we were inside. We pulled up the long driveway and saw a beautiful white house. There was a barn on one side of the land horse stables on the other, and the whole place was surrounded by forests. They had a lot of land, and it would be nice to be able to move around. The rest of the group was sitting on the porch, and I saw the family that must live here.

We exited the RV and greeted everyone. "How is he?" I asked.

"He's going to be fine, thankfully." Rick replied.

"Thank God." Dale said.

Rick introduced us to the family that lived here. There was an old man named Hershel. The woman with short brown hair was Maggie. Patricia was a woman with blonde hair and blue eyes, and there was a girl around my age whose name was Beth. "We have another member here; he's inside checking on Carl." Hershel said.

"How did Carl get shot?" Andrea asked.

"Carl, Shane and I were walking through the forest when we came across a deer. Carl walked up to it but got a little too close. A man—Otis—that lived here didn't see him, and the bullet passed through the deer and hit Carl. When we made it back here Shane and Otis went looking for supplies to help with Carl's surgery but Otis didn't make it back." Rick explained. The woman named Patricia started crying and ran inside the house.

"I'm so sorry to hear that." Dale said.

Just then I saw someone emerge from the house. He was tall and fit, had blonde hair and blue eyes, and he was wearing some worn out clothes. "Oh my God." I said. Everyone looked at me like I was crazy, but when he saw me he matched my shocked expression. The person on the porch was someone I never thought I'd see again, but there he was standing right in front of me. We just stood there staring at each other, and the group looked back and forth from me to him, confused. I couldn't believe who it was. It was impossible. It was Sam.

Hey everyone, sorry this chapter was short and boring. I promise the next one will be a lot better! I wanted to leave everyone with a bit of a cliffhanger. I'll try and update tomorrow but I'm not making any promises. I would really appreciate any feedback, so please review! Thanks for reading!