"Wait up!" Daryl hollers and I hear them close behind.

I make it to the road and I grab my bag from Merle's motorcycle.

"Glen, can you drive? Dale!" I inform Dale of what's happening.

"Could you take T-Dog? He's not doing good."

"Of course." I nod and throw my bag in a car "Daryl, I need Merle's pills'. I never thought they'd prove useful, now we need them."

"You can't trust her!"

"How did she know Rick and Carl's name if I can't trust her!"

"You can't go!"

"Fine I'll get them myself!" I turn and grab the bag of medicine.

"Caroline! Stop for a moment and think this through!"

"I don't need to." Glen gets in and so does T-Dog.

"Why are you so adamant about this?" He grabs my wrist.

"I have to. It will keep my mind off Rafe and it will help me feel better. Please."

"Fine." He lets go "We'll stay here another night, then we'll move out there."

"I'm going now!" I get in the car and look out "I'll see you."

Glen speeds down the road to the farm and as soon as we get there, I grab the bag of meds and my personal bag, and help T-Dog up to the house.

"Did you lock the gate?" A voice asks.

"Yeah." Glen says and swallows. I recognize that look on his face.

"Good. He's in here." the girl looks at me and opens the door.

"Okay." I nudge Glen and whisper "Ask her name, lover boy."

He turns red and narrows his eyes, but I go inside before he can say anything. I look around and I see an older man come up.

"You're the nurse I presume?"He asks and I nod.

"I'm Caroline." I hold out my hand politely. "I've been a nurse for about two years and I have some training in doctoring."

"Good. It could prove useful. I'm Hershel." He takes it and shakes it. "The wound he has isn't clean. The bullet broke up into six pieces. I got one out, but the boy was squirming. As you know, I could nick a vain with him squirming. Which, of course, would kill him there. Shane and Otis went to get stuff so we can put him under. Rick's been giving him blood, but we need to do this soon, with or without the stuff."

"Okay. Where is he? What's his blood pressure." He takes me to the bedroom "Are you a doctor?"

"Veterinarian."

"Oh, you still have more experience than me." I take a deep breath and hug Lori. "He's going to be fine."

"I hope so." She wipes her face and I sit next to Carl.

"I'm here to help, not just Hershel but you." I smile comfortingly.

"With everything that's going on, with Rafe missing, I hope you're okay with this."

"Are you kidding?" I shake my head "Daryl didn't want me to come, but it'll be good for me. Get my mind off him for the time being. This is where I feel comfortable. Normal."

"I appreciate it."

"I appreciate you being here for me." I stand up when Rick comes in.

"You're-You're here." He stutters and I put my hands up to him prepared to catch him. He was awful wobbly.

"Careful, Rick. I take it you gave a lot of blood?"

"S-Some."

"Twice." Lori corrects and I turn to him alarmed.

"That's a lot. Sit, eat. I'll go see if I can make you something." I have him sit next to Lori then go out of the room "Hey, could I bother you for a sandwich or something? He doesn't look too good."

"Sure." A middle aged lady says "I'll bring it to him"

"Thanks." I brush the hair out of my face and sit with my face in my hands.

"Hey, you okay?" Glen asks putting a hand on my back.

"I'll live. You?" I say quietly.

"I'm not the one who's son got shot or cousin got chased off by walkers. You look pale."

"I'm fine. I'll be better when we save Carl's life."

"You seem sure of that."

"I am. I'm doing what I loved." I look at him and smile "Did you get her name?"

I scoot over so he could sit in the chair next to me. He was like my brother.

"Yeah. Maggie." He blushes

"Ahh, my asian brother has a crush huh?" I nudge him goofily and he opens his mouth but Hershel finds me.

"We should get started. We don't have the stuff, but it's too late. We need to get started now."

"All right. We'll continue this when we're done." Glen nods.

"Of course. Go save a life."

"Just like the old days." I follow Hershel into the room and stop when I hear a car coming.

"Just in time." Hershel says and we join Lori and Rick outside.

"Here!" Shane hands Hershel the bag.

"Where's Otis?" Hershel asks with a concerned look on his face.

"Didn't make it." Shane says and I narrow my eyes. Never trusted him. Never, and my gut told me it wasn't an accident.

"No one tells Patricia. I need both of them." Hershel says looking at all of us.

"Okay." Maggie says with tears rolling down her face.

I rub her back comfortingly and she looks at me, curiously. I follow Hershel into the room and we start the long hours of surgery. The daylight started to shine through the window and I hear cars come into the farm. I stay focused and finally after a few minutes, we're finished.

"Thank you for your help." Hershel says gently squeezing my arm.

"No thank you. I needed this. I lost my cousin today. He got chased off by two walkers. We're still looking for him, but it's good to get the worry halfway gone for a while." I follow him out and see Lori and Rick stand up. "We're done. He's doing good. Thanks to Dad here."

"He wouldn't have made it without you Rick. If you excuse me, I have to talk to Patricia." Hershel nods at them and goes into the kitchen.

"I heard cars..." I trail off when Daryl comes into the house.

Rick and Lori look at each other, then leave the room. I stay where I am, unsure of how he's feeling at the moment.

"Daryl... I..." I step toward him and gently hug him "We saved him though. He's going to be okay. T-Dog too. I'm sorry how I left."

"'s alright. I'm sorry you have to go through this. I'm going to go look now." He says and I hold tighter.

"I want to go, but I need to stay here." I let go and he nods.

"You don't need to go anyway. I'll be fine on my own."

"Be safe." I squeeze his hand and go outside with him.

"Always am." He heads for the stables and I sit on the steps.

I watch him ride into the woods and I go stand next to Dale. He looks at me and smiles.

"Good to see you. How's the boy doing?"

"Good. We got all the fragments out and he has a really good shot."

"It's really brave of you to do this while you're dealing with losing Rafe. We'll find him and no one wants to leave until we do."

"I just wish I could know he took his knife. It would give me some reassurance. I haven't seen it, but-"

"He had it. Or he did earlier that morning. He was showing it to Carl."

"I hope so. I'm going to go check on Lori. See if she needs anything, Rick too. I hope he didn't go off too?"

"Hershel nor Lori or Shane would let him." He says Shane's name like Daryl does.

"You..Dislike Shane?"

"I don't want to get into it."

"We don't either. He, uh, tried to sleep with me." I turn red "I told him I was spoken for, he still continued. Daryl and Merle showed up in time."

"I saw him aiming for Rick's head before we went to the CDC."

"What?"

"Yeah. I don't know what it was about, but he did it. You probably will think I'm crazy, but I think he killed Otis."

"I know he did. You didn't see him last night, he had a major guilt face on."

"Daryl's suspicious too?"

"I didn't ask him. He went to look for Rafe."

"He was worried about you. Barely slept. None of us did."

"Didn't sleep at all. I was in surgery all night. Got my mind off things so I trust him to find Rafe. If anyone finds him, Daryl will."

"You should sleep."

"I can't. I'll wait until Daryl gets back, he can put me to sleep."

"Um..." His eyes were wide and I turn red.

"I mean, he has this trick where he'll rub my back and make me fall asleep. It's a life saver."He smiles in relief. "Even if I wanted to, he wouldn't."

"Oh." Then someone calls him and he leaves.

"Where's Glen?" I call to Andrea.

"Went off with Maggie on a run. They left after we closed the well off due to the walker."

"Couldn't you get the walker out?"

"Tried- Broke in half and fell in the water."

"Oh, okay." I go back inside the house and sit on one of the chairs.

I sit in the chair and fall asleep, unexpectedly. The next thing I hear is Andrea yelling walker. I jump up, now awake and run outside and jump at the gunshot. I race next to Andrea and freeze when I see who was limp in their arms.

"I'm gonna KILL YOU!" I yell at Andrea and lunge.

Rick catches my waist and grunts.

"He's okay! Just grazed him!" Dale says and I gag at Daryl's smell.

"Looks like he hurt himself. Get him to one of the bedroom's so I can stitch it." I take Daryl's other arm and help Rick carry him.

It feels like forever until we finally get him to the bedroom. Hershel brings me the equipment I need and I thank him.

"I can do this..." I say and Rick nods, but stays "You can go. I got this. He won't want you here. Trust me."

"But-"

"GO!" I snap and he puts his hands up, then leaves. "What does it take to make people listen around here?"

I shake my head and gently take Daryl's shirt off. I gasp loudly when he grabs my wrists tightly.

"Daryl, let go!" I say quietly "It's me. I'm not going to hurt you.

He looks at me and let's go.

"Thanks. What happened?" He takes his shirt off the rest of the way nervously. "They're not going to come in."

"Fell down mountain after stupid horse bucked and got an arrow in my waist." He says and puts his hand under the pillow.

"Got yourself pretty bad. We need to clean you off before I dress it. C'mon." I help him up and flinch when he groans. "Do you want to shower by yourself or with me?"

"Don't matter." He grabs onto the tub and pulls the curtain, then throws his pants out.

"Gosh, these are so dirty. You should let me wash them every once in a while." He grunts no and I roll my eyes "Stubborn. I'll do it sometime."

I turn while he puts his pants on and then help him back to the bed where he put his arm under the pillow. I stitch him up carefully and flinch whenever he did. When I'm done, I lay my head on him gently and stand up quickly when a knock hits the door.

"I'll get it." I say and open the door after he pulls the sheet over his shoulder.

"Is he done?" Lori asks quietly, not even trying to peek like normal people do. Rick must have warned her.

"Just finished."

"You want to come eat? I made dinner for them. You need the food." She decides and goes out.

"Hey." I lay on the bed facing him. "Lori's making me go eat."

"That's so terrible." He rolls his eyes.

"So is falling off a mountain, dork." He raises an eyebrow and I grin "I'll bring you some food after."

He nods and I go out, reluctantly. I sit next to Lori at the table and suppress tears. It reminds me of all the thanksgivings we used to have at my Aunts house. I eat slowly and look up at Glen. I see Maggie hand him a piece of paper and I narrow my eyes at him, making him turn red. He mouths shh and I shake my head.

"What is that?" I mouth when Maggie's not looking.

"Nothing." He mouths back.

"Doesn't seem like nothing!" I mouth back and smirk.

I get up and take my dish into the kitchen then make a new plate.

"What's between you and Glen?" Dale asks and I jump.

"Did he tell you if something was going on between him and Maggie? She passed him a note."

"Yeah. They did it in the store." I cough startled.

"They WHAT?" I say a little too loudly and blush when they look in here.

"Yep. I told him it would upset Hershel. How's Daryl?"

"I'm going to have a talk with him. He's okay, bringing this to him. I'll probably lay down with him. He got himself pretty bad."

"Oh okay." He smiles and I hug him gently.

"Thanks for being concerned. I'm just glad Andrea didn't get him." I scowl.

"She was just trying to help."

"She tries too hard. Could you open the door?" I ask and he follows me to Daryl's door. "Thanks."

"No problem."

I put the tray down and touch his back.

"Dinner's here. I'll be back. Going to check on Leyna." He nods and starts eating. "Slowly, don't want you to get sick."

He mumbles something about how I worry too much and I roll my eyes, then go out. I see Leyna talking to Rick and I go out.