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Here is chapter 7, I hope you enjoy it. I find this is more of a filler chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own The Walking Dead or its characters, I only own my own ideas and character Anastasia.
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Lori, Carol, and the children were the first to go to bed. Daryl was sitting by his tent sharpening his knife. Dale was talking to Rick. T-dog and Glenn were making sure the gas tanks were secure to the back of the RV, and Shane was kicking dirt on the fire to put it out. Stasia wasn't entirely sure where Andrea was, maybe she had already gone to bed.
After the fire was out the only light they had was the lantern they had next to the RV. Stasia walked over to the RV and was about to start climbing the ladder to get on top of the RV when Glenn stopped her.
"Hey, Anastasia was it?" Glenn had a soft voice compared to the other men. He had black hair and was probably around her height.
Stasia faced him and gave him a friendly smile as she held out her hand, "Yeah that's me, call me Stasia though. You're Glenn right?"
"Yup, "Glenn took her hand and shook it, "I'm second watch tonight. So probably around 2 or 3 in the morning you can come wake me up, "He pointed at the tent next to hers, "That's my tent."
Stasia nodded at this and then she scratched under her bun, "Um, Glenn," She got his attention before he walked away. He turned to her and she continued with her question, "How am I supposed to know when it is 2am? I don't know about you, but telling time at night is pretty difficult for me." Even though it was a full moon that night and the sky was clear enough. Stasia never took the time to really learn how to judge the time at night by the moon like she did with the sun during the day. She didn't think it would matter, seeing as she was normally sleeping at night.
"Hmm, good point." Glenn rubbed the back of his neck as he thought, "Oh, I have an idea. I'll be right back." With that Glenn rushed off to where Dale and Rick were standing. Glenn was talking to Dale about something. Then she saw that Dale nodded his head and then started fiddling with something on his wrist. Stasia thought it must have been a watch. Dale then handed it to Glenn and had one final thing to saw before he looked to Stasia and smiled and waved. Stasia returned the wave and smile.
"Okay, Dale said you could use his watch." Glenn stopped a few feet from Stasia and held it out to her," But he said you have to keep it on your wrist at all times. It kind of has sentimental values to him"
Stasia took the watch, looked over at Dale who was watching her, She raised the watch and her wrist and then made sure he could see her putting it on her wrist. He smiled once more and then went back to his conversation with Rick. Stasia looked back at Glenn, "That was very nice of him."
"Yeah the old guy is a really nice man, but he can be pretty deadly too." Glenn stuck his hands in his pockets, "I once saw him cut a Geeks head clean off with a dull axe."
"Dang." Stasia said, to be honest she didn't think he was the type to do that. She more thought him to be just the grandfatherly/fatherly figure around there to give out advice. Or something like that. Seems like she was wrong. She wondered about what else around there she was wrong about.
"Yeah, well, I better get to bed so I'm not tired when you come wake me up." Dale said his good byes to her then was off to his tent. Stasia had no one else who wanted to talk to her so she then grabbed a rung from the ladder and started her way up to the top of the RV.
Rick gave her a hunting rifle if she had needed it, but she didn't think she would use it, especially if it were just 2 or 3 walkers. That would draw too much attention to the camp. She set the rifle down next to the lawn chair they had up there, and plopped down in it. She sighed and leaned back; looking down at the watch Dale had let her use. It was 10:10pm. She thought it had been earlier than that. Time went by really quickly at night for some reason. Maybe because she couldn't tell time at night. She didn't know and wasn't about to find out answers.
"Hey Stasia," Some called up to her, it had sounded like Dale. She looked down at the older man who was looking up at her, "We are turning off this lantern now, good night."
Stasia nodded her head and started to look back at the road, "Oh, Dale." She called back to him, "Thanks for letting me use your watch, don't worry I'll take good care of it."
Dale nodded and then took the lantern inside the RV. Stasia noted the sudden darkness which meant he had turned off the lantern. She didn't see or hear him coming back out the RV. Maybe he was sleeping in the RV. Stasia looked back out at the road, her eyes taking a minute to get used of the lack of light. The only light she had was the light coming off the large full moon. It was fairly easy to see though, obviously, not as easy to see during the day.
Stasia liked most of the group. The only one she hasn't talked to was T-dog. She didn't really get that much time with Carol either. There was something about Carol. A timidness to her, Stasia wasn't sure if she was right. After all she was wrong about Dale.
She took Glenn as a bright and quick-thinking guy. She wasn't sure how old he was. He had to be around her age. They were the youngest, after the children that was for sure. She wouldn't have minded getting to know him more than she did, but she wouldn't get that chance. She didn't think she was going to go with them. Especially with the way that Shane acts.
Shane gave off an arrogant vibe. She didn't like him at all. In fact if he was on fire she would even spit on him. She didn't like the way he spoke to her, and she definitely didn't like he way he grabbed her earlier. The way he looked at Lori and Carl. There was always something in his eyes. She didn't know what it was and she didn't want to know. The way he looked her, too. He just stares at her. Just a cold, dark stare. Normally it didn't bother her when people stared, not that many people stared at her, but before the outbreak, it didn't.
Rick, Lori, and Carl where cute. They had this, 'we are going to be a normal family, even though the world has gone to hell' feel about them. Well maybe Rick and Carl had that about them, Lori on the other hand. Lori looked like there was something that she was hiding. Maybe this whole group had something to hide.
Andrea had made a bad first impression, but had made it up by helping clean the squirrels.
And T-dog she knew next to nothing about. She wouldn't have time to, and that didn't bother her.
Daryl, she felt closest to him. Not just because she knew him longer and got to talk with him longer, but because she felt they were more alike than anyone else in the group. She hunted, he hunted. She was an archer, he was an archer. She was quite, he was mostly quite. He was really the only one she was sad about not getting to know more.
She knew now that she was going to go back home in the morning, it didn't matter how much she wanted to get to know Daryl, Glenn, or Dale. She just knew she didn't want to spend anymore unnecessary time with Shane. He had a complete lack of respect, and there was something very wrong with this man. All he did was raise red-flags. She didn't want to endanger herself because she chose to stay with the group.
It would be a shame she wouldn't get to know the rest of the group, they at least seemed nice enough. But it wasn't worth it.
-3 hours later-
Stasia was leaning back in the chair, she glanced down at the watch. It was 1:15 am. Soon she would be having to wake up Glenn. She thought about waiting till 3am. She wasn't very tired. She looked out at the road and noticed a blackness slowly creeping its way around cars about a mile away. Her eyes had gotten used to the moonlight and it was almost as good as the sun to her now. Although she could really make out what the blackness was. Although she had a sinking feeling in her stomach she knew exactly what it was. She stood up and looked through her nocs and confirmed her suspicions. It was the horde that came through the town when she met Daryl. She hurried down the side of the RV and made her way to Daryl's tent. She crawled in and made her way to his side.
"Daryl," Stasia whispered, shaking his shoulder lightly, "Daryl wake up."
"Ughnom," He murmured, his eyes opening slightly to see her, he smiled, "Well I didn't expect you in my tent so soon." He laughed a little bit and then he started rubbing her arm.
Stasia's hand made a quick connect with his face, "Wake the fuck up!" She said loud enough for him to wake out of this apparent dream he was still in.
"What the fuck?!" Daryl shot up into a seated position rubbing his red cheek staring at her, "What the fuck was that for?"
Stasia had no time to apologize, "I need your help waking up the others. We need to get them out quick. We don't want to cause a panic though."
Daryl saw the concern in her face, "What is it, Anastasia?"
"The horde." Was all she said and then she was out of the tent with Daryl close behind her.
Stasia went to Glenn's tent and Daryl went to Rick, Lori, and Carl's tent. Soon everyone was up and packing up. No one other than Stasia, Daryl, Rick, and Shane knew what was going on. They were all loading up the RV. Stasia standing next to Daryl's bike looking out at in approaching horde through the nocs. They were getting too close for them to keep going at this pace. Stasia turned to see Daryl standing right behind her looking at the darkness.
"Everyone is packed up and getting in the RV and Jeep." Daryl said as he turned his attention from the horde that was now less than fifty feet away to Stasia, The RV started it's engine followed by the jeep. The RV and jeep took off down the highway. Daryl got on his bike and started it, "Looks like your coming with us again." Daryl patted the seat behind him. She sighed he was right. There was no way she could get away from the horde. They had already seen her, smelled her. She wouldn't be able to hide in a tree and wait for them to pass. She had to go with them. She felt Daryl grab her wrist and pull her onto the bike. She held on as he sped off just in time, she was able to make out the faces of the walkers in the horde then. She wrapped her arms around Daryl's waist as they drove off. She wasn't happy about having to leave her town, maybe she could make her way back one day.
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