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Chapter 9
After hours of driving we came across several cars, coming to a stop I leaned against the RV next to Andrea as the guy went to siphon some fuel.
"What are we going to do now?"
"I have no idea."
Feeling sick, I practically ran to the other side of the RV, throwing up water since we hadn't eaten anything for awhile. Feeling my hair being pulled back I smiled weakly at Glenn. Slowly standing up, he helped me back to the group.
"What's wrong Cobra?"
"I guess because we haven' had anything solid for a few days."
He nodded as Daryl explained we were going to ride Merle's motorcycle instead of the truck because it was more fuel efficient.
Walking over to Sophia I leaned down in front of her.
"Hey hunny."
She smiled up at me.
"Mind watching him for me?"
I handed her my Cheshire cat.
"He means a lot to me, but he can't ride with me. So keep a good eye on him, he can be a handful."
"Yes ma'am, I will."
I smiled as she hugged the stuffed animal. Walking back to Daryl I hopped on behind him, watching as the group climbed into the RV and station wagon.
"You ok Cobra?"
I smiled at Carol as she was about to climb into the station wagon.
"Yeah, I'll be ok."
With a nod she climbed in, and we were back on the road headed to Fort Benning.
Laying my head on Daryl's shoulder, I settled in for a long ride. Keeping to the interstate, I looked around in shock as we came across a ton of cars littering both sides of the interstate, a semi turned over on its side blocking most the road. Weaving our way threw we made sure there was a path wide enough for the RV to fit threw. Turning around we pulled up next to the RV, Dale asking us if there was a way threw. I nodded as Daryl motioned with his head for him to go strait, turning around we lead the way threw the wreckage. Until we heard the RV's radiator hose explode. Sighing we came to a stop as everyone gathered around the RV. Shaking my head when Daryl started going threw an open trunk.
"This is a graveyard, I don't know about this."
With a sigh I gave her a sympathetic look.
"Sorry Lori, but, we need supplies. Everyone look and see what you can find."
Ignoring the looks I received from Shane and Rick at my sudden authority, everyone split up, going threw the vehicles. Staying with Carol and Sophia I stared digging threw an open trunk as Carol pulled out a beautiful, simple, red dress.
"Ed never let me wear nice things like this."
Adjusting my recurve over to my left shoulder I smiled at her.
"We're gonna need clothes, and every woman should have at least one nice dress."
She smiled at me, before placing it back in its place. Rolling my eyes I grabbed the dress, folding it neatly before placing it in a pink backpack I had found.
"You never know."
She smiled in thanks as I pulled out more clothes, looking for anything my size. Spotting a camouflage tube top, I held it against my chest.
"That would look good."
I laughed placing it in the backpack as well.
"I used to wear stuff like that all the time."
Walking a little further ahead, I spotted Dale looking threw the binoculars at something, climbing on top of a hummer, I realized what he was looking at as Rick rushed past me. A hoard of walkers was weaving their way through the cars, slowly approaching our group. Hopping down, I rolled under the hummer, grabbing my gun as I waited for the walkers to pass by. Praying everyone was well hidden. Seeing dirty dead feet pass by, I held my breath not wanting to make any noise, wincing as the undead bumped into the hummer and continued on. Trying to control my panic at the snarls and groans I could hear, pure fear racing threw my veins, every nerve in my body telling me to run. The smell was unbearable, covering my mouth with my free hand I watched as more and more feet wondered past me. After a few minutes I didn't hear or see anything, slowly rolling out from under the hummer, standing shakily to my feet. I came face to face with a walker. Jumping back before he could grab me, I cocked my gun. Aiming at his head, I pulled the trigger and nothing happened. I was out of ammo, and my bow was under the hummer. Panic coursing threw my veins, I took off. Running as fast as my tired legs would allow. Looking behind me, my eyes widening as the walker was right on my tail, I tripped over the guard rail. Sending me tumbling into the ditch; the walker climbed over the railing, following after me. Trying to get to my feet, pain shot up through my leg; looking down I realized I had almost fractured it on the way down. Thinking fast I grabbed a blunt stick; forcing myself to move, I waited for the walker to get closer. Swinging the stick like a bat, I broke it on the walkers head. Sending him off his feet, jumping on him I shoved the stick into his eye with as much force as I possibly could. Finally the walker quit moving, scrambling away from it I looked up at the guard rail that caused me to trip. Slowly I climbed up the steep hill; pulling myself along the grass, not wanting to injure my leg anymore than it already was.
Falling over the railing, twisting my left leg even more I let out a strangled cry. Next thing I knew Shane was leaning over me.
"What the hell happened Cobra?"
"I thought we were safe."
I grunted grabbing my leg.
"And a walker chased me…tripped over the railing."
With a nod, he picked me up. Carrying me back to the RV, laying me down on the bed.
"Where's Daryl?"
"He's looking for Sophia with Rick."
"What happened?"
With a sigh he explained what happened, while trying to look at my leg. To which I kept shoving his hand away.
"I want Lori or Carol to look at it, not you."
"Fine."
With a growl he left, next thing I knew both women entered the RV.
"Lori, could you get my cat out of the station wagon?"
"Sure."
With a soft smile she left, as Carol looked at my leg.
"She'll be ok Carol. They'll find her."
"How do you know?"
"Because, Daryl is the best hunter I have ever seen, he'll find her."
She hugged me, I gently hugged her back; Lori walked in, handing me the oversized pink cat.
"How's your leg?"
I looked at Carol to see what she thought.
"It'll be ok, You'll be limping for awhile, but nothing is torn or broken."
"Thank you."
They nodded, leaving me to rest for a minute.
Taking slow breaths I forced myself to sit up, standing up I started placing pressure on my left leg until the pain became too much. Gasping for breath, I made my way out of the RV. Spotting Carol watching the woods, I stood next to her. Noticing the sun was starting to set.
"Hey, they'll find her."
"Yeah."
All of a sudden we spotted Rick and Daryl climbing up the hill. Without Sophia.
"You didn't find her?"
"The trail went cold, we'll pick it up at first light."
"You can't leave my daughter out there alone, spent the night alone in the woods."
"It's no good searching in the dark, be tripen over ourselves."
"But she's twelve years old, she can't be out there on her own, you didn't find anything."
Turning to Daryl I could tell it bothered him that they didn't find Sophia. Gripping my cat closer, I watched as he climbed over the railing, looking down at my leg in curiosity.
"We tracked her for awhile."
Shaking my head as Rick told everyone not to panic; I limped my way back to the RV, not able to handle the heartache. Slowly Daryl approached me, wrapping an arm around my waist, while pulling my arm around his neck. Steering me towards a truck with an empty bed.
"What happened to you?"
With a sigh, I explained what happened, leaning against him, as he lifted me into the truck bed.
Lying down, I placed my cat off to the side, Daryl sighed. Leaning down, he kissed me, slowly climbing on top of me.
Pushing lightly on his chest before he could do anything.
"We need to rest if we're going to find Sophia tomorrow."
He nodded in agreement, settling down and getting comfortable.
-The Next Morning—
Rick gathered everyone around so we could come up with a search plan, deciding that Dale and T Dog needed to stay with the RV. Double checking how much ammo I had, placing my gun in its holster. Pulling my recurve over my head, I nodded as the group prepared to leave, leaning against the truck Daryl and I slept in, overhearing Andrea admit she was suicidal. Shaking my head, I glared at her. Grateful when the group began to move into the woods, Daryl helping me down the hill, knowing I would be fine once we were off the steep incline.
Following between Carol and Glenn, I looked at the scenery as we walked by, the green trees were breathtaking, after stumbling a couple times, I forced my eyes back to the path we were on, my thoughts wondering to my brother, and how much help he would be if he were here with us.
Spotting a tent I worked my way to the front, falling to cover Daryl's left side while Rick covered his right. Shane falling in behind the three of us, pulling an arrow tight, preparing to shoot if necessary; seeing Daryl stop and point. I nodded in understanding, lowering my weapon as he handed me his crossbow, pulling out a knife he went to inspect the tent. Giving us a shrug, Rick called Carol over, telling her to call out softly. When nothing happened; Rick, Shane, and I approached the tent. Daryl posed ready to attack with his knife, he slowly opened the zipper for the door. Pulling it aside, I turned my head to keep from gagging at the smell that came out. Stepping to the side for the guys to investigate. Slowly Daryl emerged, looking a little relieved.
"Not her."
"What was in there?"
With a small smile I handed him his crossbow, while I reloaded my recurve.
"A guy who opted out, that how Jenner put it?"
"Great."
Hearing church bells in the distance, we took off running. I fell further and further behind because of my leg. Getting left behind, I rolled my eyes moving in the direction the sound was coming from. Finally I reached the small white church. Limping my way into the building; spotting three dead walkers, Carol and Lori praying, Rick and Daryl leaning against a wall.
Limping to the front of the church I knelt down next to Carol.
"Lord, I haven't done this in awhile. But, please. Let us find Sophia alive. I've come to think of her like a little sister, please keep her safe. And keep Merle and Matt safe as well, he's the only family I have left, I need him. Amen."
Feeling tears well up in my eyes I lowered my head, feeling a rough hand on my shoulder I looked up at Daryl. With a soft smile he helped me to my feet, slowly leading me out of the church.
"You alright?"
"Yeah, I'll be ok. I jus miss em."
He nodded, dragging me over to where the group had reconvened, just as Shane was walking over to them.
"Yall gotta follow the creek bed back ok? Daryl you're in charge. Me an Rick are gonna hang back nother hour or so."
"Splitin us up? You sure?"
"Yeah, we'll catch up."
"I wanna stay to, I'm her friend."
I smiled down at Carl, proud of his bravery.
Shaking my head as Daryl handed Lori a spear gun that I didn't know he had. Nodding at Rick we started our way back; forcing my legs to keep up with group, keeping next to Carol.
Spreading out a little we started combing threw the woods again. Until Carol took a seat on a log, looking around hopelessly.
"So this it? This is the plan?"
"Guess the plan is to widdle us down into smaller groups."
Looking at the group I could tell we were all ready to give up.
"Carrying knifes and pointy sticks."
Andrea turned her gaze to me and Lori.
"I see you two have guns."
"Why you want it? Here take it."
I smirked at Lori as she offered the blonde the small six shooter.
"I'm sick of the looks you're giving me."
"I am too really."
With a glare Andrea took the gun, hardening her gaze on me, as Lori sat down on the log Carol was on.
"Hunny, I can't even begin to imagine what you're going through. But you have got to quite blaming Rick, it is in your eyes every time you look at him."
Carefully working my way to a tree to lean against to get off my leg for a bit, I watched as Lori's words sank in about how Rick was the first to react when Sophia took off, and how none of us would have done it any differently. Smiling when Andrea handed her the gun back saying that we needed to keep moving; shoving myself off the tree I continued my way through the forest.
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