"Walker! Walker!" Andrea announced. "Just one?" Rick asked as I grabbed my bow ready to run out and take care of it silently. "I bet I can nail it from here." She told us. "No, no, Andrea. Put the gun down." Rick ordered her. "You best let us handle this." Shane said as I took off running my feet quietly hitting the Earth. The men soon caught up to me. Shane grunting cause of his ankle. I froze when I saw the Walkers face. Rick pulled a gun on Daryl. "Is that Daryl?" Glenn asked as I stood frozen staring at him. Please say something. Don't be dead. I begged in my head. "That's the third time you've pointed that thing at my head. You going to pull the trigger or what?" Daryl growled at Rick. I smiled brightly as the other side and release. Rick Put the gun down just before rifle shot was heard and Daryl fell to the ground. "No!" I screamed as I ran to Daryl. "No! No!" I cried, as I fell to my knees sterile touched his forehead it was just a graze. I kissed his dirty mouth and helped him sit up. "I was kidding." Daryl said as Shane and Rick helped him stand. I grabbed his bow and ran for the camp. On the way we ran into Andrea and Dale. "Oh my God!" She cried. I dropped both bows to the ground and tackled her I got in a few good shots before T-Dog and Dale pulled me off. "You're lucky he ain't dead bitch!" I growled at her. "He's unconscious you just grazed him." Rick told her as Glen handed over both bows. "But look at him what the hell happened?" Glenn freaked out. "He's wearing ears!" I yanked them from his neck and shoved them in my pocket. "Let's keep that to ourselves." Rick and I said simultaneously. "Guys, isn't this Sophia's?" T-Dog asked I turned and saw Sophia's doll in T-Dog's outstretched hand. I nodded to him letting him know it was a Sophia's doll.

I grabbed my Med bag from our tent leaving the bow's there and running into Hershel's house. "Sorry hun." I said as I opened the Moonshine. Herschel was still Gathering supplies. I pulled on gloves and poured the 151 proof over the open wound Daryl held as he woke up. I poured some on a clean cloth and pushed it to the gunshot wound careful not to let it leak into his eye he held it hissing at the pain. I dipped the needle and dental floss and into the jar then took a swing. I then took a swing of the shine. "Damn that's powerful shit." I said. As Hershel walked in I started sewing my husband up. Rick and Herschel watched me sew Daryl up. That or they were staring at all the scars. All of which I'd cleaned and stitched if he needed me to do. "Herschel you want to do his temple?" I asked focused on the arrow wound. "Rick distract him from the pain." I ordered. "Where'd you find the doll?" Rick asked placing a map in front of Daryl. Daryl pointed giving Herschel access to his Temple. "I found it washed up on the creek bed right there. She must have dropped it crossing the creek somewhere cuts the grid almost in half." Daryl looked at his side when Herschel finished his temple six quick stitches. "Yeah you're welcome." Daryl growled. "Quit squirming." I ordered him as he twisted his upper-body to see what I was doing. "How is he looking?" Rick asked. "I had no idea we'd be going through the antibiotic so quickly." Herschel said from behind me as I finished. "He'll live. As long as he rests and listens to what I say." I told Rick. "Any idea what happened to my horse?" Herschel asked angry I glanced back at him, "Yeah the one who almost killed me? If it's smart it left the country." Daryl huffed. I rolled my eyes as Shane snorted. Rick stood up and rolled the map back up. "We call that one Nelly. As in nervous Nelly. I could have told you that if you'd bothered to ask. It's a wonder you people have survived this long." Herschel stated. "Daryl fucking Dixon. You didn't ask to borrow that God damn horse?" I crossed my arms as Daryl closed his eyes. Shane, Rick, and Hershel looked between us. "We are guests here. I'm sorry you lost your horse. I'm sure she'll find her way home." I told Herschel as Rick and Shane left the room. "Where'd you learn to do that it's rough but well-practiced." He complimented. Daryl opened one eye and I smacked his thigh. "Had a rough childhood. Had to stitch my brother's up, my dad, he got shot at a lot, or attacked, never went to the hospital unless it meant life or death. So I learned how to stitch a man up using a sewing needle dental floss or thread prefer the floss though, and hard liquor. I can set bones, fix dislocations and remove bullets. Daddy wanted it to remain off had a rough childhood. So we did." I told him with a shrug. "sounds like a hard life." Herschel said before he left.

Dinner was a silent Affair. Very awkward. I set aside a plate for Daryl. Carol asked to bring it to him. "I want to thank him again." She told me. I smiled, "You can if you want to." I told her.

"You're every bit as good as them. Every bit." Carol said as she left. I walked in and closed the door. I climbed over him and moved under the sheet with him. "Watch out I got stitches." He said as Danny followed in suit and curled between us. I kissed Daryl over Danny's head. "You scared us today. You scared me." I cried. "When I saw you. I thought, I I thought you turned. I thought you became one of them." "Hey no, no, don't go all girly on me." Daryl wiped my eyes, making me smile. Danny was snuggled close to his chest. "Mom beat up Andrea." Danny ratted me out. "Did she?" Daryl smiled at me. "Yeah cuz she shot you." Danny said angry. "Well good for her. Surprised your mom didn't kill her." Daryl joked. "Me too." I sighed we all slept there together.

The next morning Rick asked me how I knew how to stitch Daryl up like I did. "My dad. I had to learn." I said with a shrug. "What do you mean?" He asked. "Everything that man did he did to teach me and my brothers to survive. It wasn't always exactly sane." I told him as Glenn offered us fruit.

"Stop poking holes in the fucking screen." I said as I handed Daryl a peach. "I'm bored." He sighed as I took the arrow. "Well I ain't becoming mosquito food while I sleep cuz you're bored. Read this. I'll test you on it if I gotta." I said handing him dad's Journal. I borrowed from Sam and Dean before the world went to shit. He caressed the warm leather and nodded as I left.

I saw Andrea leave my tent. "I apologized." she told me. "I guess I should too." I said pointing to her black eye and bruised jaw. "He's your husband, father to your only child. I understand. And he warned me that if I shot him again whether I missed or not you'd put me in the ground." She told me. I nodded, "Nothing, God, anything he ever created or anything else could stop me. From serving a little Vengeance." I told her honestly. She nodded understanding before she walked away. Revenge was a hard path you never came back from, but I do it again if I had to.

I drove Daryl's bike to shooting practice. I brought my sniper rifle with me. "What's in the case?" Shane asked as everyone was handed a gun, he gave me my 45. I pulled out a small 22 pistol for Danny and gave it to him. "My rifle. Dale let me keep it hidden in the RV after we had to ditch our truck." I told him opening the case I saw him and Rick practically orgasm at the side of it. Military grade modular sniper rifle 300 Winchester magnum with her Remington defense AAC Titan QD suppressor.

My rifle scope was equipped with laser sights. I ran my fingers over her black paint. "Ain't she gorgeous." I asked pulling my Rangefinder out and stuffing it in my pocket. I rarely used it but it was nice when practicing. "I thought I'd show you once and for all how I shot." I told Shane. I helped teach Danny to shoot the 22. Daryl like to call it a bitch gun, but it was perfect for a four-year-old to learn from. Danny turned out to be a perfect shot like his daddy. As everyone took a break Shane Rick and I went to the top of the hill with my rifle. I looked down at the scope and saw Walker about a mile out. I use the rangefinder. "1.2 Mi, 6336 ft out, Walker." I told them. They watched from the binoculars as I lined up the shot. I took a deep breath, and on the release I shot. The Walker dropped. We watched it stay down. I smirked over at them. "Want to go with me and Andrea into town." Shane asked. I looked back at Danny. "No. Sorry but my son, after yesterday me going out on a run is not the best idea." I told him. They nodded.

I pulled the rifle away, Daryl was reading dad's Journal one of Dale's books on the ground. "Twenty-two years till I saw my first zombie." I told him he jumped. "Zombie: Nzambi, Bokor, Revenant, Croat, Walker, Geek." I listed. "What's wrong?" He asked. "Nothing. Just remembering. Danny is an amazing shot. His world went to shit at four years old. My world went crazy at four years old. Is he going to be as messed up as I am?" I cried. He wrapped his arms around me. "What brought this on?" He asked. "He's a natural shot. Just like you. Like me. I shot a walker mile out just to prove a point. I've been shooting and killing things since I was his age. All we have in this world is family. Family ain't always blood. Daddy taught me to survive, but you told me to live." I admitted, "He can't know just survival. He can't be screwed up like me." Daryl held me to him. "You're no more screwed up than I am. At least you know your dad loves you. Your mother. Danny has that too. He knows. He loves his sister he never got to meet. Everyone on Earth is screwed up. Now everyone has one problem that's exactly the same. Staying Alive." Daryl told me. "You're the Reason I didn't turn out like Merle. We saved each other. Danny, Sophia, Sam, Dean, me, you, we're family. A screwed up crazy family what family isn't. I love you screwed up and all." Daryl assured me. We laid down and held each other. "I'd totally ride you if it didn't mean restitching you when we are done, but I will blow you." I told him. Daryl's eyebrows shut up as I closed the tent door and windows for privacy.