I just want to say a quick thank you to my two anonymous reviewers for chapter seven. They made my day, I even shed a tear. It's people like you that keep me updating. I'm glad you think Vickie is realistic :) And to Guest, I made Daryl take it slow because I never saw him as the kind of guy to just start a relationship with a stranger :P

Once again, thank you so much! xox

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VPOV

"Don't look so worried." Carl told mum, noticing that she kept watching him.

"It's my job."

"No, it's not. You're a housewife." he shrugged. I laughed, throwing more seeds at the chickens.

Mum threw some seeds at Carl, smiling. "Yeah punk? You see my house around here?" Carl just grinned. "A housewife." she mumbled, looking at me.

I shrugged. "He's your son."

She just shook her head, so I went back to feeding the birds. It was nice. I mean we live in a world where we kill and run from these monsters. We're always alert and ready to pick everything up and leave. We were fugitives, fighting for our lives. But here, at this moment I was just Victoria Grimes with my mum and brother feeding chickens. It was so boring, so normal that it almost felt like the world wasn't falling apart.

"They don't have a mother."

I looked up when Carl spoke. He was talking about the bundle of chicks he was feeding. They stuck together, and he was right, there was no mum.

"Well she might be somewhere else." mum answered, not giving it a thought. But I knew what Carl was saying. I knew what he meant.

"Maybe she got eaten." he said it so casually that it took me a moment to think about how morbid that sounded. He reached to grab more seeds, while mum and I just looked at him with disbelief. "Everything's food for something else." he shrugged, continuing on as if he hadn't said something creepy.

"God, morbid much." I said, hoping to lighten the mood. "You'd think you were a mini emo or something kid." I stood and ruffled his hair. "I'll see you later." I mumbled before heading towards camp.

"Where are you going?" mum called.

I shrugged, not turning to look at her. "Camp." was all I said. I didn't owe her an explanation or anything. I was free to do what I want.

DPOV

I sat in my tent, bored out of my brain. With my injury Hershel and Rick refused to let me help them search for Sophia. But that meant I had to lie around, and there was nothing more annoying then sitting around and being useless.

I used one of my arrows to poke holes in the mesh of my tent, trying to think of something to cure my boredom when Andrea came in.

"Hey." she sighed, taking a seat. "This is not that great, but..." she handed me a book.

I flicked through the pages before asking, "What, no pictures?"

That caused her to smile. "I'm so sorry. I feel like shit."

I placed the book down, and adjusted my pillow. "Yeah, you and me both."

"I don't expect you to forgive me, but if there's anything I can do..."

"You were trying to protect the group. We're good." I reassured her. She smiled and got up without saying a word, getting out of my tent. When she stepped out I called back to her. "But hey, shoot me again, and you'd best pray I'm dead."

She turned around and walked off. When I thought she was gone, I looked through the mesh window by me and saw her walk towards Victoria.

They talked, and just by looking at Vic I could tell she was less than impressed. She said something back to Andrea, which made the other girl flinch, before walking past her and heading for my tent.

VPOV

"Victoria."

I looked up to see Andrea heading towards me. She stopped once she reached me and gave me an apologetic look. "I just wanted to say I'm sorry. I know you were really upset yesterday after I... shot Daryl. And I was hoping you'd forgive me. It was an accident, and I don't want you to hate me because of it."

I shrugged. "Firstly, yeah I was upset, but so were a lot of people. And secondly I don't hate you. But I don't like you either. And why are you apologising to me. You should be going to my dad."

"Well I noticed you and Daryl have been getting closer and I gathered-"

I cut her off. "That means nothing. It's no ones business so you should just stay out of it." I snapped, noticing how she flinched. But I didn't care. I just walked past her, heading for Daryl's tent.

As I got closer I looked into his window and saw him watching me. I sighed, knowing he saw what just happened with Andrea, and knew he was going to say something about it. I entered the tent and stood, waiting for him to speak.

"What did you say to Andrea?"

I rolled my eyes. "She started talking about us and I told her to mind her own business. Is that wrong?"

"No, but it it's hard to keep things secret around here. And it's harder to stay out of people's business." he noted, moving over and patting the spot next to him.

I sat down before lying next to him. "I just don't want people thinking bad things." I sighed.

"What would they think?" I looked over at him and noticed the way he didn't look at me, as if I had said something that offended him.

"Oh no. I meant, before all of this it would have been odd for a guy like you to go out with a girl like me." I reassured him, hoping he wasn't offended.

"A guy like me."

I let my head fall back as I looked away from him. "I should just keep my mouth shut."

I felt him shift next to me so he was on his side looking at me. "A red-neck? You can say it, I know."

My hand reached up to cup his cheek as I shook my head. "You're older than me, that's what I meant." I sat up, moving closer to him. "That's all."

He nodded moving back to lie down again. He didn't say anything, but he didn't need to, and that was something I liked most about Daryl. We could sit in silence and still know what the other was feeling or thinking.

"I should go get something to eat. Do you want anything?" I stood up.

"Glenn's walking around handing out peaches and jerky." he grinned.

I smiled and nodded. "Coming right up." I said before heading out.

I saw Glenn standing by the RV by himself. I headed over to him hoping there'd still be enough jerky for Daryl. He was looking over at the barn nervously, but I decided not to ask him anything about it. After all I just told Andrea to mind her own business, so I should do the same.

"Got anything left?" I asked, smiling when he jumped at the sound of my voice.

"Uh, yeah." he picked the basket up off the floor. "Not much jerky left though."

I shrugged and grabbed the last three pieces. "I don't want any. But this should be enough for Daryl." I grabbed a couple of peaches too, placing them in the little carrier bag I was carrying around with me all the time these days. Maggie had given it to me.

"Daryl, huh?"

I looked up from my bag to see Glenn nodding, looking away. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"I never thought the two of you, would end up together." he shrugged. "I don't mean there's something wrong with that, I just... I hoped you'd like me when we started getting to know each other back at the camp out at Atlanta."

My eyes suddenly became glued to a rock by my foot. "Glenn..."

"Don't worry. I saw it happening awhile back. So I got over it."

I turned my gaze back to him, his smile putting me at ease. "Anyway, you and Maggie are a thing now." I shrugged. His smile faltered as he started to blush. "Don't worry, you're secrets safe with me." I winked before walking around to the other side of the RV.

Dale, Shane, mum and dad stood around, while Carl sat away from them. I headed over to see what was happening, deciding to sit with Carl.

"What's up bud?" I ruffled his hair.

He sighed. "Shane caught me with a gun."

My eyes went wide. "What on Earth were you doing with a gun?"

"I want to learn how to shoot. I want to go out and help look for Sophia. And I know I'll be able to help if I can protect myself." he shrugged. I could tell he was annoyed at the fact everyone was upset with him.

So I relaxed. There was some truth behind his words, and I understood what he was saying. "I tell you what. I'll show you how to use a gun later it you want."

He looked up, excited. "You know how to shoot?"

I shushed him, not wanting my parents to know. "Shane taught me a while back."

He was about to speak when I gestured for him to be quiet. We sat there listening to what the others were saying. Mum was going on about how she didn't think it was a good idea, while dad argued with her.

Suddenly Carl stood. "I'm not going to play with it mum. It's not a toy. I'm sorry I disappointed you, but I want to look for Sophia and I want to defend our camp. I can't do that without a gun."

I looked at my brother proudly before getting up and heading back to Daryl. There was no need for me to hang around. He had aid everything he needed to convince both my parents to let him go out there.

"Vickie!"

I groaned before turning to see Shane walking over to me. "What do you want?"

He shook his head. "You know I'm tired of this game you're playing."

"What game?" I asked, playing dumb. "Do you mean the 'game' where I tell you to back off and stay away from me because you tried to rape me back at the CDC?"

His eyes darted around, looking for anyone who could have over heard me. He stopped in front of me, changing the subject. "Are you coming with us to practise?"

I shook my head. "I know how to shoot. I don't need to go."

"So you're staying?"

"obviously."

"With Daryl?"

I laughed. "So that's what you really wanted to know. Will I be going with you or staying with Daryl? Well lets see." I hummed, pretending to think about it for a moment. "I think I'm gonna stay."

"I don't like you hanging around him. He's bad news, Vickie."

My sarcasm faded as I glared at him. "Call me Vickie again and I'll use you to practise shooting." I snapped. "And I don't want to hear you speak about Daryl and me anymore. It's none of your business." with that I turned and continued for Daryl's tent.

...

Once everyone was gone I walked out of the tent. Daryl was asleep, the pain killers Hershel gave him knocking him out. I walked around the camp a little, wanting to know whose around, when I heard Dale and Glenn talking.

"What makes you think Lori's pregnant?" Dale asked.

I peeked around one of the tents to look at them. Glenn just shrugged. "She asked me to get her some tests, and I found out they were positive. Okay?" they went on talking, but I walked away, shocked.

My mum and I were close, so there was no way she'd be pregnant and not tell me right?

What will Vickie do? Will she tell Rick? Will she tell Daryl? Will she confront Lori or Glenn? What. Will. Happen. Next?

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