For the rest of what was left of the night, everyone could faintly hear Damon and Elena arguing constantly, not giving it a break. Eventually, Lori noticed that Damon left the tent huffing angrily. He muttered something about going to hunt and sped off into the woods. Stefan, Caroline, and Jeremy all snorted at the irony. At how the vampire who would never go to the animal diet is now on it.

Daryl focused all his attention on making arrows but he couldn't help but think of the beautiful brunette who had just joined the group. She had fire. Daryl noticed how she hid it sometimes, but she always had it in her.

To be honest, Daryl hated the idea of this girl being hurt. He had no idea why because, well. He's a redneck. And love is for pussies. That's what Merle says anyways. But Daryl questions it daily.

Daryl's POV

There was this one time I thought I loved this girl. Amelia Walters. She worked at the bar Merle would always go to everyday for a beer. She had this beautiful strawberry-blonde hair that looked silky. She made you feel special if she listened to you. The only problem? Merle. He kept bothering her and creeping her out and stuff. So she never looked at me again in the same way. Mostly in disgust. Because I'm a Dixon.

Dixon's were infamous in the town we resided in, before the apocalypse happened. Everyone knew about our alcoholic father, Will Dixon, and knew to stay away from him. They didn't know that he was abusive. And they knew Merle. The violent druggie, who landed himself in juvie when he was a kid and in jail later in life. And there was my mom. The chain-smoker who burned the house down with herself in it. And then there was me. No one knew a lot about me, and didn't want to. They expected me to turn out like my brother or my father. I would not let that happen to me.

Merle practically raised me. Our parents were too busy arguing or drinking and taking drugs most of the time. He taught me to be a tough sonofabitch. It has both helped me and caused trouble for me in life.

Back to 3rd Person

It started getting dark, and Rick insisted that everyone should go to bed. Jeremy got on top of the RV and stationed himself there for watch. Caroline climbed into the tent she now shared with Elena, considering the brunette did not want to sleep next to her ex. Stefan stayed on the top of the RV with Jeremy, considering he was too wide awake to sleep.

Daryl climbed into his tent, and fell asleep. His dreams were plagued with a certain brunette.

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The next morning, the group got up and Rick assigned jobs for everyone, except the new members. Elena was determined to pull her weight, so she walked up to the former sheriff, with a smile on her face.

"Hey Elena," Rick said smiling slightly at her, noticing her determination. "How are you this morning?"

Elena nodded. "I'm feeling great actually."

Rick hesitated before he asked, "You mentioned at camp that you were human. How do you still have super human abilities, if I may ask."

Elena respected Rick and the rest of the group and decided they deserved to know the truth. "The cure of vampirism doesn't work like everyone thought. I'm getting my vampire powers back for the most part. Strength, Speed, Better senses than a normal human being. But I'm still considered human because I can still die from disease, or even a simple knife in the back. None of the vampire weaknesses affect me. Vervain, wood, bloodthirst. That's all gone. I think anyways. There was only one cure in existence and I was the one who took it."

There was a silence of Rick trying to take this all in. Elena decided to get to the point of why she was there.

"Anyways, I was wondering if there was anything my group could do to help. I want to help pull my weight in any job you need." She said with a smile on her face.

Rick paused for a moment to think of the jobs that could be done. "Well, you and Jeremy could go to the highway to scavenge for supplies, not only to help, but to use your..."

"Vampire senses?"

Rick nodded. "To protect the rest of the people there from the walkers, because you can probably hear the dead from afar. And bring whatever you find back here."

When Elena nodded in confirmation, the leader continued on. "And Stefan, Damon and Caroline could go hunt animals for a little while. And after, maybe they could watch over the camp and the highway too."

Elena grinned. "Great!" She then got to a more serious topic. "So how are you doing, adjusting Rick? I know learning about vampires, werewolves, hybrids, and doppelgangers can put someone in a bad mood."

Rick sighed. "I don't know, to be honest, How were you able to go through this? You're what? Seventeen? Eighteen?"

"Physically eighteen, but if I was human all my life, I would be twenty. And when challenges come at you, you learn to adapt pretty quickly. Especially when they don't stop coming." Elena stated, "I should probably head off to the highway. I had a nice chat."

And with that, the doppelganger walked off with a smile on her face.

Elena told her friends and her brother what the plan was, while avoiding Damon's stare. Which was extremely hard.

Elena used to love Damon. She couldn't deny that. She just felt sort of relieved that he chose Katherine over herself, because to be honest, he changed once he was dating her. When they started out dating, he was sweet and caring and very romantic. It was a love that consumed her. But then he started acting different. Elena couldn't explain it, but she felt like something changed inside of him, and it wasn't good. He became distant and wouldn't talk to her about anything.

Jeremy and Elena walked side by side, joking around. They talked about old embarrassing memories that they remembered.

"Remember when you lost a bet to Caroline and you agreed to let her dress you up? And how Dad was pissed that you were wearing such a tight and short dress? I remember being able to hear him through headphones."

Elena blushed furiously and punched her younger, but not so younger, brother's shoulder.

Jeremy chuckled. "Isn't it funny how we are both the same age now?"

It was true. Elena was still Physically 18 and her brother just turned 18 a few months back.

"Shut up," Elena chuckled amusedly, shaking her head at her brother.

A couple seconds later, they arrived at the abandoned highway, filled with cars. It creeped her out, to say at the least. Most of the group were there, looking for supplies, except for Rick, Shane and Carl. They left to go hunting in the woods for fresh game. Elena bit her lip and decided to start on a truck next to the car Daryl was searching through. She walked over and stood near Daryl and started to search through the car.

"Hey," She said giving him a small, genuine smile.

Daryl looked up and glared at her. "What do yew want?" He growled, his southern accent showing.

Elena was taken aback, feeling a little hurt and went back to work. She found a few things that could help. A couple boxes of poptarts, a few bags of chips, some pop that hasn't expired yet and best of all, a couple guns and a shitload of ammo. Elena smirked as she gathered it up and headed back to her brother's pile that they started. But the sudden joy of food was soon forgotten, when she heard her brother scream.

Elena dropped her bags as her sisterly instincts kicked in as she sped over to where her brother was. Everyone followed her. Right in front of them was Ed, who was eaten by walkers, almost unrecognizable, and Jeremy. Jeremy had his stomach torn open, guts being eaten, as he screamed and cried in agony.

"JEREMY!" Elena screamed. She killed the walker on top of him and put his head in her lap.

"No, no, no, no, no..." Elena repeated, crying her eyes out, at this point.

She called for her vampire friends, even Damon's because of how desperate she was. They were too far away and couldn't hear her. The group watched her, with tears in her eyes. feeling so bad for her.

"It's all my fault," Elena bawled, stroking Jeremy's hair, "IT'S ALL MY FAULT!"

Jeremy shook his head and lifted his hand weakly to touch his sister's. "It's ok. Elena," He wheezed, "It's O-"

With that Jeremy Gilbert died for the second time.

But permanently.

Daryl Dixon felt upset for the girl. He understood what she was feeling. He didn't want her to be hurt and have no one comfort her again. He crouched down and did what everyone thought was the unthinkable, which shocked everyone. He held her in his arms as she cried into his shirt.

"It hurts," Elena sobbed, "Make it stop. Please make it stop, it hurts! Stop."

She buried her head into Daryl's shirt and kept crying, as a single shot was fired.

To be honest, I didn't want to kill off Jeremy but there was a crossover video that inspired me. I'm thinking of basing this fanfiction off of it so take a look!

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