We had driven to what looked like used to be a small park when Rick had pulled the RV over. He got out and we all followed suit. As Daryl and I walked up to the rest of them Michael came running up to me hugging me tightly.
"We thought you were dead." He said while hugging me. I hugged him back just as tightly and nodded.
When Michael finally let me go Lori walked up to me smiling and gave me a light hug, after everyone else followed suit except Shane, he just gave me a nod.
"How did you find us?" Rick asked looking at me.
"Someone left me a note next to Morgan's note.." I told him looking around at everyone wondering who had left it. I knew it wasn't Michael who had it wasn't his handwriting. But everyone looked equally as confused except one person.
Daryl hung back leaning up against the RV looking down. When he looked up he met my eyes then quickly looked away. Back at the ground. It must have been him.
"Were sorry we thought you were dead. If we had known you were alive we would have stayed" Rick said.
"It ok Rick I understand I thought I as gonna die too."
"How did you make it?" Lori asked.
"When I had finally stopped running I came across a small hunting cabin. Was pretty old had some food in it. After I left to go find my way back to camp." I told them "took me 3 days."
"That where you got the crossbow?" Daryl asked walking up.
"Yeah, its light my guess made for a smaller person." I told him.
"You know how to use that thing?" Rick asked looking at me skcpekly.
"Yea Daryl taught me." I told him with a small smile. Rick nodded and turned away to address the rest of the group. I looked over at Daryl, he gave me a slight nod then turned to listen to Rick.
Rick and Shane decided we were going head to Fort Benning. It took about an hour to get everything situated. We decided we were going to leave behind Shane's jeep, T-dogs van, and Daryl's truck, he was switching to his bike. Before we left I walked up to Daryl.
"Hey" I said with a small smile.
"Hey" he said back.
"I wanted to thank you for leaving me the note. I wouldn't have made it here with out it." I said.
"No problem." He said with a slight shrug.
"Well I was wondering why don't you put your bike it the back of my truck and ride with me?" I asked
He looked up at me with his eyebrows drawn. I could tell he was thinking about it because he kept on looking toward my truck then back at his bike.
"Your friend doesn't like me much." He said after a few seconds.
"Well Michael is going to have to get over it. Its my truck and I'd like you to ride with me." I told him
He looked down, kicking he dirt. When he looked up he asked.
"Why don't you ditch the truck and ride with me?" He asked with a little bit of fear in his eyes.
I had to think about it. I looked over at my truck. the only thing I had left of my old life. But the more I thought about it the more I realized that that life wasn't mine and would never be again. I was a different person. So I told Daryl yes.
I walked back to my truck and took out the few belongings I had in it. Luckily my pack had been on my back when I had left the car to go up to the CDC it was now in the RV with most everyone else's belongings.
As I was walking back Micheal came up to me.
"Hey what are you doing? Thought you were going to take the truck?" He asked
"I was but I'm going to go ride with Daryl on his bike." I told him as I opened the glove department.
"Are you sure that's safe? I mean you've never even ridden a motorcycle before." He said with his brows drawn.
"Michael i'll be fine." I said.
"Look I don't trust the guy ok? Maybe you should just stick to ridding in your truck." He said.
"Well it doesn't matter if you trust him or not I do. And I'm ridiing with him." I said back.
"What the hell has gotten into you? You were never like this before." He said with a bit of anger in his voice. "And how could you leave that truck behind? Your dad gave it to you."
"That truck is part of my old life. Im not the same girl anymore. And who cares if I've changed. Everyone has." I said back to him. He gave an exsasperated sigh and walked away. I shook my head and walked over to Daryl. He already had my crossbow on the back of the bike next to his own. I handed him the little belongings I had had in the truck which consisted of a small pocket knife that had belong to my birth father, my step mothers watch, and my little brothers key ring he had left in there the last time we had been together. Daryl stored them in the right pack of the saddle bag and told me that it was mine while the left on was his. Rick walked over to us, gave me a nod then addressed Daryl.
"You going to be ok with leading?" He asked. Daryl gave him a jerky nod and Rick nodded back.
"Ok then were heading out. Be safe, both of you." He looked at me and gave me a small smile before walking away.
I looked over at Daryl and gave him a smile as he handed me a helmet.
"Where's yours?" I asked when I noticed he got on the bike without one.
"Don't got one." he said back as he started the bike. I wanted to argue with him but I knew it would be useless so I climbed onto the back and wrapped my arms around his waist. As he started off I rested my cheek on his back. I felt him sigh as we rode out of Atlanta.
AN: Sorry took so long guys been sick and had a bit of writers block. But here you go! I'm going to update again tomorrow or later on tonight so that's why its so short.