Author's note: Thanks for all the awesome reviews as always. You guys are what keep this story going-no joke there. Anyway I am pretty happy with this chapter, a lot of action going on here. Plus Glenn finally makes an appearance-yeah! It won't be long before Daryl shows up or before Rick is hopefully reunited with his family lol. Anyway here's a question for you folks.

How do you like Mara? She's not too Mary-sue or anything is she? Do you like how she predicts everything to, Rick?

Let me know that way I can work on writing her character. Thanks!

~Cassandra

Mara didn't know when she blacked out or fell asleep as Rick would later put. All Mara knew was that one minute she was comfortably past out in Rick's arms, then the next she was being pulled out of them by a bunch of hungry hands. She screamed fighting them off to the best of her ability, but the weight of her rucksack made the task uneasy. For a second Mara was sure this would be the death of her. Until the blessed hand of Rick Grimes pulled her up, while at the same time shooting whatever walkers were there. "Quick under the tank!" Mara ordered dragging him to the nearest tank.

Mara dove under the tank crawling as fast she could to the opening she knew laid underneath it. Without a second thought she pulled herself inside expecting Rick to follow. However she quickly realized that wasn't the case as gun shots went off. Six went off before she heard Rick's voice apologizing to his family. A sigh escaped Mara as she popped her head out of the hole. "Get the fuck in here, Rick!"

Rick blinked slightly confused, but did has told without hesitation. He slammed the bottom shut only find himself being hugged tightly by Mara. "Thank God, you're alright. I don't know who I would talk to if you died." She sniffed.

"I would've died if you didn't pop your head out." Rick wheezed, "How did you know there was an opening on the bottom?"

Mara gave him a pointed look to which Rick either read to be, 'I went to basic dumbass' or 'my brothers are in the military, dummy.' Though the honest truth was, she had seen episode one of the Walking Dead only a few days ago and remembered it. "Anyway you got a knife or something on you?" Mara asked.

She was in no mood to play oblivious right then. Not after nearly being made into walker food. Plus getting her eardrums torn out thanks to the fact that there was another fucking walker in the tank with them, definitely did not make her to do list. So for this incident, Mara decided to screw her original plan and blurt everything she knew as it came along. "No, why?" Rick questioned.

"If you go a little further into this tank there is a dead soldier, he's a walker." Mara answered.

"How do you know this? Did you already look, Mar? Are you bit?" his voice raised in concern at the last part.

"No Rick, I'm fine. I-I just know things okay? Can we not get into this right now? There a shit load of walkers out there trying to eat us! And there's one inside, who will-" a low growl cut her off.

Rick took immediate action and shot it, causing a loud ringing to burst through the tank because of the noise. Mara groaned covering her ears. "That's exactly what I didn't want to happen!" she cried as Rick stumbled around.

Eventually the noise and the pain disappeared, leaving a slightly disorientated Mara to wonder just where the hell Rick went in the small tank? She shrugged rolling the dead walker over. Wherever he was, he'd be back soon enough. It wasn't like he-well they could escape without Glenn's help. Until then she had a gun to remove from a certain dead soldier along with pockets of his to check.

Sure enough as soon as she removed the gun from the soldier's holster, Rick thudded back into the tank. She looked at him slightly curious. "How bad is it out there?" Mara asked.

"They're everywhere. I don't know what to do. There's no way out for us, and the guns are in the middle of the herd." Rick admitted.

Mara sighed handing Rick the pistol and a few spare rounds. "I found these in his pocket, but I'm keeping the grenade. Not like a cop knows how to use one anyway."

"I hate to say it, but I don't think a few rounds and a grenade are going to save us, Mar." Rick muttered placing his head in his hands, "I don't think anything will at this point. I'm sorry I brought you out here, Mara. It was a stupid idea."

"It's only a stupid idea when you know better, Rick. Plus I was the one, who decided to come with, remember? I could've stayed with Morgan if I really wanted too." Mara smiled, placing her hands on his cheeks, "Anyway you forgetting the overall picture."

Rick cocked an eyebrow. He seriously had no idea what Mara was talking about. They were surrounded by hundreds of walkers with no way of escape. If they didn't die in this tank, then at least one of them would certainly die out there. And as much as Rick wanted to see his family…he couldn't stand the idea of Mara being the one who died. "Officer Friendly, I do believe you have forgotten our little bet for the last chocolate bar on Earth." Mara reminded, "I said you'd see your family before the end of the week and I am sure as hell not going to be proven wrong because of this little snafu."

"Mara, whatever you're thinking stop it. I'm not going let you do something stupid to get us out of here." Rick ordered.

Mara gave him a pointed look. "I'm not that brave, Rick."

"Then what are you-"

"We're going to be saved, Rick. Just give it a minute, okay? The all-seeing Mara fucking knows it."

He blinked not knowing what to say. Mara smirked holding up three fingers. Silently she counted down , each finger going down in sync with her lip movements. Rick opened his mouth to say something, but right as her last finger went down the impossible happened, "Hey you, dumbass. You in the tank. Cozy in there?"

Rick turned questioningly towards the radio attached in the front of the tank. He eyed Mara puzzled, but she simply smirked and shrugged. He shook his head. Now wasn't the time to wonder about Mara's weird know it all abilities. They had gotten help. "Hey you alive in there?"

"Be careful-" Mara warned but it was too late Rick had hit his head on the roof while trying to make a dive for the radio. She sighed leaning against the wall. Why she had even remembered that small detail was a mystery.

"Hello? Hello?" Rick called.

There was a sigh. "There you are. I've been wondering."

"Where are you? Outside? Can you see me, right now?"

Mara couldn't help but mutter 'no shit' under her breath. Like always though, it was overlooked by Rick. Not that Mara could blame him this time. There were more pressing matters than her sarcastic comments at the moment. "Yeah, I can see you. You're surrounded by walkers. That's the bad news."

"Is there any good news?" Rick asked.

"No."

"Listen whoever you are. I don't mind telling you, I'm a little concern in here."

By now Mara stopped paying attention. Thanks to her already watching the first four episodes, there was surprisingly not much she didn't remember. In fact you could almost say that every little detail of the show was strangely engraved into her brain. Making her easily bored when talking scenes such as this came up. "Mara, we gotta go. We're going to jump off the right side of the tank and run towards an alley not too far away." Rick explained, he grabbed her shoulders, "Stay by my side where I can see you."

"Trust me, Rick. That is one thing you don't have to worry about." Mara assured.

Rick nodded, opening the top hatch of the tank. He slipped out for a second, before quickly shooting a hand inside to drag her out. Mara had to admit how shocked she was that both her and her rucksack were able to come out at once. But then again it was a military tank. Her thoughts were short lived by Rick pulling her off the tank with him as he jumped. She tumbled landing not too far away from him. Luckily for her the rucksack had cushioned her fall. "Come on!" Rick yelled grabbing her wrist.

He pulled her down the road shooting anything that got in their path. It wasn't long before they were faced with the amazing kickass Asian character Mara knew as Glenn. "Not dead! Come on!"

Rick pushed her ahead as they ran through the alleyway. Glenn led them to an emergency fire ladder to which Mara hastily climbed as fast as she could. She looked down to see Rick still covering her back. If Mara didn't know better she would say the officer almost cared too little about his life. "Rick, get your ass up here! What are you waiting for?!" Mara cried back down.

He glanced at her, before quickly pulling himself up the ladder. It wasn't until they made it to the platform that they stopped. Mara gasped trying to catch her breath. Rick patted her back looking as equally exhausted as her. Glenn stared at them, "Nice moves there Clint Eastwood. You the new sheriff? Come riding in to clean up the town?"

"Wasn't my intention." Rick defended.

"Yeah, whatever yee-haa! You're still a dumbass." Glenn insulted.

"Hey! I'm the only one allowed to insult him." Mara intervened.

Rick glanced at her, once again not knowing how to take what she said. "I didn't know you had a friend with you. What is she your deputy?" Glenn asked.

"He wishes." Mara snorted.

Rick gave her an amused look. "I'm Rick. That's Mara, she's a friend of mine. Thanks, we'd be dead if it weren't for you."

"Glenn. You're welcome." Glenn replied taking his hand.

"Um guys, do these things know how to climb? Cause if they don't, then they're learning awfully fast." Mara interrupted.

The boys looked at each other, before peeking down at the walkers desperately trying to climb the ladder. Rick pulled Mara back as if to shield her with his body. They turned to the other row of ladders. Mara gulped. Along with horses, she also was petrified of heights. Looks like she was getting over another fear today. "Well at least on the bright side…it's the fall that will kill us. I'm a glass half full type of guy." Glenn offered.

"Not helping." Mara muttered, causing the boys to turn to her, "You guys go first. I'm going to take a little while longer than you."

Glenn shrugged taking the lead. Rick however was hesitant. "You're afraid of heights too?"

"Yes, now go! We don't have time to share my reasons why, Rick. Okay? I promise you though, I won't take forever." Mara snapped.

He sighed, but did as asked. Reluctantly Mara started to climb the ladder. Back in basic, she had to climb multiple things to try and face her fear of heights. One of them being a giant tower supposedly three stories high. Compared to that this should be a piece of cake for her. As long as she didn't look down that is.