A/N: Thanks for all the new followers and favorites guys! They make me so happy! And reviews would make me even more motivated to write more of the story! I mean, I actually like this story too much to stop writing it, but I'm just saying just a little feedback is always nice. I'm still very thankful for the amount of people following this.

And yeah, I changed the title. The reason behind that is because I think the title was a little too…little kiddish. I didn't want to give the wrong idea to people about the main character XD So I changed it to Fighter, because I truly think Annie is a fighter and is still fighting in this world. So that's why I changed it.

Ok, so now that that's done with, let's move on with the story!


My god, amazing how we got this far
It's like we're chasing all those stars
Who's driving shiny big black cars
And everyday I see the news
All the problems that we could solve
And when a situation rises
Just write it into an album
Singing straight, too cold
I don't really like my flow, no, so
Tell me what you want to hear
Something that were like those years
Sick of all the insincere
So I'm gonna give all my secrets away
This time, don't need another perfect line
Don't care if critics never jump in line
I'm gonna give all my secrets away

(WDWDWDWDWDWDWDW)

T here was something about them that Annie just didn't like. Maybe it was the fact that they almost got her killed, but she did not like them. There was something more to their story. There was something hey were hiding. And she intended to find out. If they were staying there for the night, she needed to know what the hell went down.

The two were bickering in front of her, walking along about something. Annie could only guess that Cory was Walt's son. He looked like the younger version of the older man. And he looked to be about her age, but she wouldn't be laying her hands on him anytime soon. He wasn't even remotely good looking. He had red hair that stuck out in all places and light green eyes, and he was scrawny. Nothing appealing. She never even liked gingers anyway. And at the moment, she had her eyes focused on the crossbow man next to her, even though deep down she knows it will probably never happen.

For a moment the two men stop talking and Cory glances behind to look at Annie, but she simply sends him the most piercing glare she could think of and he turned right around in a second. She huffs angrily and looks down at the ground, shaking her head. "I really don't trust these guys," she whispers lowly to Daryl. He snorts quietly at this.

"Ya are the one who said we should go with 'em," he states back at her. She rolls her eyes.

"For food! But there's something wrong about them. Something not…right." She shivers a bit. "I can feel it in my bones that something's clicking well in their heads." He raises an eyebrow at her.

"Feel it in yer bones?" he mimics. She rolls her eyes.

"You know what I mean, ass," she whispers fiercely. "We've been walking for more then fifteen minutes. Something's up and-"

"So, where did you two come from?" Walt asks suddenly, stopping Annie in her train of words. She looks at him suddenly and he's looking at the both of them. "Have you been together since the beginning of this?" he adds on. Annie looks at Daryl for a bit of help.

"Found 'er almost gettin' eaten by some of the walkers. Saved her about a year ago. Been together ever since," he replies. She tries not to look surprised, but on the inside she was praising his acting and lying skills at the moment. 'Ok, we're making up a lot. Might as well have fun with it,' she thinks playfully.

"Oh really?" Walt says, stretching his neck to look back at them more. Annie feels the intense gaze of him and feels sweat start to drip down her neck. That always happened when she was nervous. But she couldn't let him see this. She decided to play with the game.

"And it's been a fun year at that. Plenty of surviving," she states, making direct eye contact with Walt so she wouldn't look afraid. His smiles unnerves her.

"Are you two…together? Or anything like that? Because there's this-"

"She's my girl," Daryl says suddenly, and Annie's head snaps to look at him. Trying not to show surprise at all, but her eyes were probably freaking out right now. 'What?' she thinks, rapidly. 'Did he actually just say…?'

"Really?!" Walt says intrigued a bit. "She's your girlfriend?" Daryl nods at this, and then Walt looks to Annie for confirmation, to which she smiles wide and nods as well. She would definitely talk to him later on about this. Walt laughs, looking back on the road in front of him. "She seems a bit young for you, buddy. How old are ya, honey? Eighteen?" Annie could see Daryl was about to burst, so before he could kill anyone at the moment, she steps up.

"I'm twenty seven, thank you. And age doesn't matter. You find love where you can get it nowadays, and I found it in him. So I would appreciate it if you kept your mouth shut about us, thank you," she states angrily, staring hard at Walt's back.

Daryl looks at the woman in wonder. He didn't think she would actually go along with it, let along defend it like that. Is that what it would be like to actually be with her? Would she literally defend it like she just did? That was one of the reasons he would never think of touching her like that. He was nearly a over a decade older then her. She was twenty seven, he was thirty six. But the way she said that with so much…anger and passion…

Daryl clears his throat, trying hard to think of anything but Annie. He could not get a hard on right now. There was no way in hell that was going to happen. Not in front of these fuckers. No matter how sexy Annie looked right now with her hard stare. "How much land ya got?" Daryl asks to break the intense silence.

"Huge plot. Tons of fields and such. Got a nice barn filled with animals that are still alive and well. Use some of their milk to keep us going." Annie nods. 'Sounds nice,' she thinks.

"How many people do you have?" she asks. Cory looks back and smiles, and Annie tries her best not to gag at his crooked grin.

"Well, there's me and pa. Then mama and Candy. And Mark and Joel. So that's six people, ready to help." Annie nods and looks at the ground. Ok, so there was people, but she still didn't trust them.

"We're here," Walt says happily, gesturing to the house that was now coming into view. They did not lie, the house did have plenty of land behind it, spraying for miles and miles. And she saw that there was a giant fence that went around it. And she also saw the giant red barn, it's door slightly open. And she also saw Daryl cast a small glance towards the barn. She nudges him in his side, causing him to look at her.

"What's up? Expecting walkers to be in the barn or something?" she jokes. He doesn't reply but looks forward. She raises an eyebrow. "Were you really expecting that?" she whispers lowly. "Did you have a run in with people like that? Were they crazy?"

Before he could answer, they found themselves at the front steps of the house. They had been talking so much that they hadn't even noticed they went up the lawn. "Patty!" Walt says at the same time Cory says, "Mama!"

A woman that looked to be in her early forties steps out with graying blonde hair and a kind smile, and Annie starts to think maybe she was just being a bit crazy before. She smiles at the two.

"Oh, new people. You look like you could use a nice bath, sweetie. We have a bathroom upstairs if you want. Oh, Walter where did you find them?" she asks. Walt walks over and places a kiss on her cheek, then looks at the two of them.

"Triggerfinger here almost blew her head off by accident, so we decided to pay them in a nice meal and warm beds for today." The two exchange a glance that neither Annie nor Daryl could read, and that kind of made Annie a bit scared. She could usually read people like a book, but not with this.

"Oh, Cory," she says, looking at her now retreating son going into the house. "He's crazy, I tell you. I'm so sorry that he tried to shot you. He hasn't been doing well with the guns lately. We'll make sure to reprimand him when the time comes. But for now, you need a place to shower and get clean, here I'll lead her to her room-"

"The two are together," Walt says. Patty looks at the two in surprise.

"Oh," she says, and this time Annie could sense a bit of disappointment in her voice. 'What is this lady playing at?' she thinks to herself. "Well, then we'll just have to get you both to a room, won't we? Follow me," she says, going up the stairs. Daryl and Annie exchange a glance and look at Walt, who simply gestures his hand to go in. Annie takes a deep breath. Well, no going back now.

They follow her up the stairs and to the right where she opens a door. Annie walks in first. There was a single queen sized bed, a dresser, a desk, and another door to the left. "That's a bathroom you can sue to wash up sweetie," she states. Annie walks over and opens it. Sure enough, there was a nice shower in there where she could wash.

"Thank you for just…accepting us like this," Annie states, looking around in the room. Daryl was looking in the bathroom as she had just been. Patty waves her hand dismissively.

"Please, it's the least we could do after what Cory did. Nothing wrong with a but of hospitality. Dinner will be a few hours, so please, take your time and freshen up." She smiles one last time and goes out the door, closing it behind her. When Daryl hears her feet go down the stairs, he shakes his head.

"I don't trust 'em," he says. She chuckles.

"I'm your girl?" she states at him. "And when did that happen, Mr. Dixon?" she chuckles. He glares at her and she raises her hands. "Just asking!"

"If I didn't tell them ya were that little piece of shit Cory would probably have his hands all over ya right now," he states. She snorts.

"Cory? Please. He's a ginger. I hate red hair. And I would never touch him. He's gross," she says while making a face. "I didn't know you cared about me, Dixon. Don't want another man to touch me, huh?" He simply continues his glare. She chuckles. "I'm just kidding, cowboy. Calm down."

She walks over to the dresser and takes off her shirt, and she hears a sharp intake of breath behind her. She didn't know if it was because she was taking off her shirt or because of the few scars on her back from the orphanage, but she simply rolls her eyes and turns around. "Have you never seen a girl shirtless, Dixon?" she states teasingly, putting her hands on her hips.

Whether he liked to admit it or not, his eyes practically devoured her body. All the way from her breast pressed together in her tight bra to her slender waist and then to her back. And he could see the few scars on her. And also got sight of a pinch of ink leading down in between her shorts. He takes swallows a bit, trying to get the idea of her body on his, having her under him, kissing her all over, but he realizes it was pointless. He needed to get out of the room.

"Ya take a shower. I'm gonna go look around," he grumbles before walking out the bedroom door quickly and closing the door rather hard behind him. She jumps at the sound for a second before shaking her head and removing the rest of her clothes.

"Crazy man," she mumbles under her breath.


A/N: Reviews would be great! And thanks for all the new followers and favorites! It's awesome!

Song Lyrics: Secrets-OneRepublic