Danielle could hear the walker's moans echoing through the woods. She had gone out to clear her head. The hard-headed redneck had gotten to her. Part of her wished he hadn't left. She couldn't shake the feeling that there were feelings between them that they had left unexplored. She only hoped they made it out of town before the herd had made their appearance. She was calculating her escape back to the safety of her fenced in yard when she heard the screams.

Back at camp, Rick instructed the group to get in the cars. They were outnumbered and unprepared to take on this many walkers.

Daryl got the bike started but the road was overflowing with walkers. He had no idea how to get around them. He pulled out his pistol and started shooting. The group was forced to fight off the walkers if they wanted to get out of Tennessee.

Danielle followed the screaming out to the highway. She realized it was Daryl's group once she got closer. They hadn't moved since that morning. She got close enough so she could see the pavement and then hoisted herself into a tree. It's a good thing she took the high powered rifle and extra ammo. She counted about fifty biters from her perch in the tree. She spotted Daryl right away. He was on a motorcycle, completely unprotected. Biters had overwhelmed two of the cars and whoever was inside was shooting through cracks in the windows. These people needed help if they were going to get any further.

Danielle stationed herself on the branch, using it as leverage to stabilize the rifle, and then she started aiming and firing, focusing on the ones closest to the cars at first. She helped them get caught up.

Daryl noticed the bullets coming from the trees. He looked up into the woods. He knew who was helping them even if he couldn't see her.

"Who was sniping all these walkers?" Glenn shouted. The walkers were taken out and everyone seemed to be safe.

Daryl got off the bike and walked into the woods. "You stalkin' me now?" She asked.

"I heard the screams from the woods. I thought you guys had gotten out of town by now. Thought maybe some other dumb redneck needed help." She laughed, jumping down from the tree.

"You must be the sniper!" Glenn exclaimed, wandering over to where Daryl had gone, discovering he wasn't alone. "I'm Glenn!" He extended his hand to her.

"Danielle." She reciprocated.

"You're a life saver! I don't know what we would have done if you hadn't shown up. Come meet the group! They'll want to meet their savior."

Danielle laughed and looked to Daryl, almost asking permission with her eyes to see if he wanted to let her further into his world. He nodded curtly and followed her out onto the road. Everyone had gotten out of their cars and were checking to make sure everyone had remained unbitten. "Guys, this is the sniper!" Glenn explained as he wrapped his arm around Maggie.

"Danielle." She added. She met everyone and they thanked her profusely.

"She must be the other hunter?" Rick asked Daryl. Daryl just nodded, sheepishly. He was almost jealous of the attention she was giving everyone else.

In all the excitement, the group almost hadn't noticed that the sun was setting and they were out of time to drive. "Are we still going to head out of town? It's getting dark and we need to make a decision, soon. The gunshots might have attracted more walkers." Carl butted in.

Without thinking, Danielle offered the group the safety of her fence. She told them they could park in her yard and spend the night.

"Are you sure? That's more than generous." Rick said.

She just nodded. Daryl grabbed her wrist and drug her over to the motorcycle. "You sure about this? You don't haveta take us in."

"Daryl, it's fine. It's only for the night. You know you can't drive at night. The boy's right. It wont be safe here after the ruckus we just caused."

"If you're sure, then. You should ride with me." He almost pleaded.

"On a motorcycle?" He could tell she was worried. He would bet she had never ridden on one before.

"Yeah. Ya scared?"

"A little, actually."

"Don't be. Juss hold on tight." He started the bike. "Hey, follow us!" he shouted to the group. He coaxed Danielle to get onto the bike and then wrapped her arms around his chest.

The ride was nice. Danielle almost didn't want to let go of Daryl to open the gates. She let them park their cars in the back yard of the house, closer to the warehouse and the woods. She had Mrs. Lynch cook enough supper for the guests. Mrs. Lynch was excited to see new people. She got to show off her cooking skills and southern hospitality. She was especially excited to see Daryl. "Knew you wouldn't be gone long." She teased. He just smirked.

She let the group start a fire in the yard and they sat around it and talked while they ate supper. Jed even came down to meet their guests.

The group had a lot of questions for Danielle. Typical questions about the power and supplies. Glenn asked how she got to be such a good shot. Daryl's ears perked up. He had wondered the same thing. "Daddy was a hunter." She explained. "The one thing he taught me was how to be a good shot. It was the only bonding time we had together."

Danielle shared some of their whiskey and they toasted to their gracious hostess.

Grateful for their night of safety and buzzing from the liquor, the group slept well that night.