KAIYA'S POV:

I peeked up over the dashboard when the sounds of the walkers stopped. There were none in sight. I looked behind us. They weren't there, either. Probably just passed the jeep Shane was in.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw Daryl unharmed in the bed of the truck, laying on his back with his crossbow clutched tightly to his chest. I tapped quietly on the glass. His eyes snapped open and shot to me. I gave him a thumbs up so he could sit up.

I started the truck back up and the rest of the vehicles did the same. I took off as soon as I could just in case the walkers were still around Shane's open jeep and they noticed the roar of the engine before he could move it. We drove until sunset (Glenn and I spent the whole time talking and laughing about memories we shared as kids) when the RV honked its horn with two short beeps.

I pulled over on the side of some old, dirt back road sort of close to Atlanta.

The plan was to travel around the outskirts of the big city and come in at the North edge, closer to where Fort Benning was so we didn't have to travel through as much of the hot zone.

I opened the door and stretched as Glenn hopped down on the other side. I went to the Cherokee first, nodding to Rick before he rolled the window down.

"How is everyone?" I asked, peering in the backseat at Carol and the kids.

"They're okay. They were a little hysterical during that herd passing. I think everyone was afraid we were going to lose you again," Rick said with a smile.

I smirked. "Good to know everyone cares."

Rick chuckled and patted my hand before I walked back to the RV, tapping on the door so Dale would open it. The door opened and Andrea popped out, a pissed off expression on her face. "Stupid Yankee," she growled, pacing angrily up and down the side of the RV.

I gave Glenn a confused look but he just shrugged. I nodded to the RV and Glenn nodded, going inside to check everyone as I dealt with Andrea.

"What happened?" I asked, slightly amused that I was no longer the only one that completely hated Emily.

"She almost got us killed!" Andrea whispered harshly, pointing up at the windows of the RV.

"How?" I asked, leaning back against the RV and furrowing my brows in concern.

Andrea grimaced and crossed her arms, glaring out into the distance at a lonely farm house. "While that herd was passing us, she wouldn't shut up. She just kept jabbering on and on about how she was so scared and she didn't know what she was going to do if Daryl got eaten." Andrea rolled her eyes. "So when I told her to shut up, she started to yell. Thank God T-dog was there. He calmed her down and got her to sit still and be quiet."

I snorted. "T-dog?"

Andrea gave me a quizzical look.

"He doesn't really seem like the woman calming type to me. I don't know, I don't really know him very well." I shrugged and turned to go inside the RV. I nodded to Dale.

He smiled. "Good to see you weren't taken away from us by this herd, too."

I grinned. "It's gonna take a lot more than a herd of walkers to take me away… again."

He chuckled.

It seemed like everyone had been thinking about that last walker herd that got me lost in the woods for almost a week.

I glanced around the inside of the RV. T-dog was sitting on the edge of a bed where Emily was crying her eyes out, rubbing her arm and talking in a low voice to her. It was a wonder that woman made it this long…

I saw Miguel sitting at the table by the window. He looked up and beamed when he caught sight of me. He hopped up and ran to me, hugging me tightly. "I was worried about you, princesa."

I laughed and hugged him back. "Oh please. Like I couldn't have handled myself. I've survived this long haven't I?"

He snickered, but nodded.

I pulled away and started to go back outside to see how Shane was. I saw that he and Andrea were having a bit of a tense-looking discussion and decided I'd better not interrupt. So I went back to the truck.

Daryl was standing in front of it, scouting ahead to make sure no walkers were stumbling into our group.

"Hey cowboy!" I called, reaching into my bag.

He turned and I tossed him a water bottle. He caught it easily. I took the top off mine and lifted it to my mouth. He still hadn't opened it. He was just watching me.

"Bottoms up," I smirked, taking a gulp of the water.

He loosened up and drank some of the water.

I heard a clap and turned around Rick was standing outside the Cherokee, looking around and calling for everyone to come and gather around him as we laid plans out for tonight.

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