I walk towards camp with Daryl close behind me. I grin back at him occasionally and that stupid fucking grin is still on my face when I enter the main camp and Nessa's already making breakfast.

She grins at me slyly as I walk towards her. She pointedly looks over my shoulder at Daryl. I sit in my camping chair and Daryl sits in between my legs again. Nessa hands both Daryl and I a plate still grinning.

"Have a good night, Gwen?" She asks.

I smile back unfazed "I had a fantastic night, yourself?" I reply politely.

She giggles a little and sits back in her chair. "Not nearly as good as yours"

"Sucks to be you"

After a while I realize the pain between my legs. Shit… I haven't felt that since after my first time. Since I can't close my legs, I wiggle uncomfortably in my chair. Nessa notices, Daryl doesn't. She raises an eyebrow out me as everyone else starts to leak out of their tents. Everybody has gotten used to the idea of Daryl and I, apart from one, Shane. He doesn't even thank Nessa as she passes him a plate but keeps his eyes trained on Daryl and me with a glare. I contain my wiggling then Daryl stands up and grabs my hand and gives it a small squeeze before walking back to his tent, probably to get his crossbow. Nessa stands up and jerks her head, indicating for me to follow her.

I follow her and she stops not too far from the fire and whispers "What's the matter with you, well, your downstairs area"

My eyes widen "Nothing!"

She scoffs then dramatically gasps "Did he give you something?"

"What! No!" This causes a few people to look at me. I flash them a nervous smile and I drag Nessa away a few more feet.

I look back over and everyone has gone back to what their doing, except Shane who's still staring. I turn back to Nessa and whisper "He's just, extremely well endowed"

She steps back says "ohhhhh, I see, you just woke it up and it's hungry"

I burst out laughing but she continues calmly "I'm actually surprised it took you so long! Your vagina's been trying to climb up his leg since you met him."

I laugh harder and hold onto her to stop myself falling over. I calm down and turn away from her and head to our tent, she follows and I say "Not going to lie, your right, I've had to pick it up and snap it back on a few times"

She snorts.

"Snap what back on?" Shane asks looking really confused as I open my tent.

I smirk "Nothing, Shane."

I climb into the tent and Nessa follows me. I kick Andy's foot "Get up you lazy shit"

He propels off his mat "I'm awake" He slurs.

"Uh huh, sure you are" I state and change my shirt and grab my knife and stick it into my belt.

Andy gets up and follows Nessa and I out of the tent. Rick, Shane and Daryl walk by and Rick says "Morning, guys. Let's get going. We've got a lot of ground to cover."

I follow him to the Cherokee, only Andy follows me because Nessa goes to help Lori and Carol.

Rick is leaning over a map and says "All right, everyone's getting new search grids today. If she made it as far as the farmhouse Daryl and Andy found, she might have gone further east than we've been so far."

"I'd like to help. I know the area pretty well and stuff." The boy who lives on the farm, who looks just a little younger than Andy, says.

"Hershel's okay with this?" Rick asks.

The kid nods "Yeah yeah. He said I should ask you."

I look at him suspiciously, I think he's lying. Rick on the other hand nods and says "All right then. Thanks."

The kid grins and joins us around the car.

"Nothing about what Daryl found screams Sophia to me. Anyone could have been holed up in that farmhouse." Shane says from inside of the car.

I glare at him and Andrea says "Anybody includes her, right?" Andrea says.

"Whoever slept in that cupboard was no bigger than yay-high." Daryl says holding his hand to his hip.

"It's a good lead" Andrea says.

"Maybe we'll pick up her trail again." Rick says.

"No maybe about it. I'm gonna borrow a horse, head up to this ridge right here, take a bird's-eye view of the whole grid. If she's up there, I'll spot her." Daryl says. He's wearing an actual shirt with sleeves.

I pull at one of them "These aren't going to last, are they?" I ask with a smirk.

He just looks at me confused and I giggle.

"Good idea, Maybe you'll see your chupacabra up there too" T-dog teases.

"Chupacabra?" Rick asks confused.

"You never heard this? Our first night in camp, Daryl tells us that this whole thing reminds him of a time when he went squirrel hunting and he saw a chupacabra." Dale tells Rick.

I grin, oh yeah, forgot about that!

The kid snorts with laughter and Daryl snaps "What are you braying at, jackass?"

"You believe in a blood-sucking dog?" Rick asks sceptically.

"Do you believe in dead people walking around?" Daryl asks, making a good point.

"Gwen got a guy on her table who was murdered by a chubacabra" Andy states.

Rick looks at me surprised. I sigh "It wasn't an actual chubacabra attack. This guy up in Virginia was losing money on his hotel which relied on the myth of the Chupacabra to keep it running. When a guy was killed in a hunting accident the hotel owner rigged the body to look like a chupacabra attack, drained the guy's blood and removed his heart and everything. However, considering chupacabra literally translates to goat sucker and the goat that was tied up near by wasn't touched. We threw that idea out of the window. Cole and I genuinely believed it for a while though"

"Who's Cole?" Daryl asks suspiciously. Shane looks up too.

My eyes flick between the two of them "He was the resident bug boy, the etymologist, a work colleague"

"Conspiracy theorist, kind of creepy, in love with Gwen!" Nessa calls walking past.

"He was not!" I yell after her.

She just laughs. I shake my head and the kid reaches for the riffle on the car. Rick stops him "Hey hey. Ever fired one before?"

"Well, if I'm going out, I want one." The kid says.

"Yeah, and people in hell want slurpees." Daryl snaps and wanders off.

"Why don't you come train tomorrow? If you're serious, I'm a certified instructor." Shane tells the kid.

"For now he can come with us" Andrea offers.

"He's yours to babysit then" Shane states.

"All right, Andrea, T-Dog, I want you guys to take this grid, indicate your grid with these blue cloths" Rick instructs. "Gwen, Andy you two take this grid and mark it with black cloths"

"Can I get my gun?" I ask Shane.

He nods and pulls it out of the sheriff's bag with its holster and hands it to me. I put the belt around my hips.

"Shane and I will take this grids and Daryl will continue over here" Rick continues "Everybody know what their doing?"

"Yes sir" I say before grabbing the black cloths and moving off towards the woods, Andy close behind me.

We walk for a long time looking for signs of Sophia and I haven't spoken to Andy once. "Are you ignoring me or something?" He asks.

"Yes" I tell him bluntly.

"Why?" he asks confused.

"That stupid picture! You shouldn't have shown it to Daryl" I snap.

He scoffs "Well considering you didn't come back last night, I didn't think it was such a bad idea"

I smirk "Remember I can still kick your ass boy"

"Uh huh, sure you can" he mutters.

"I know your weak spot and don't you forget it" I threaten and keep going.

I hear muffled footsteps and I pull my gun out. I hold a finger up to Andy as a gesture for him to be quiet as I move forward slowly. I press my back against a tree as the footsteps get closer then jump out, my gun in Rick's face, his in mine.

I pull it away quickly "Jesus!" I burst out and stagger back. He catches me around the waist "You okay?"

"Thought you were a walker" I say with a laugh

He chuckles "I thought you were one too"

Shane appears and stares at Rick's arm and glares. Andy appears behind me. Rick lets go and I step back "Sorry guys, we must have wandered onto your grid" I say.

"We'll head back this way." Andy says and we walk off. Rick and Shane do the same.

A couple of hours later we have nothing to show for our efforts. My mood is foul as we head back to camp. Rick, Shane, Andrea, T-Dog and the kid are all back before we are but Daryl isn't.

I walk to Rick and Lori

"Daryl's not back yet?" I ask Rick

He shakes his head. I bite my lip and look off into the woods. Rick places a hand on my shoulder "Hey, he'll be okay, he always is, right?"

I look at Lori and she smiles at me kindly.

I nod and pat Rick's hand and smile up at him "I know, doesn't stop me from worrying though, I can be such a girl sometimes" I joke.

He laughs and takes his hand away. I look back towards the woods, I really can't stop worrying.

"Mr Grimes, Miss McDade, my dad wants to talk to you" Maggie's sister, Beth I think someone said, tells us

I look between Lori and Rick before following Rick to a shed behind the house. "One of my horses is missing. Did one of your people take it" Hershel tells us. I contain a sigh. Oh Daryl!

"I was under the impression you knew about that?" Rick states.

"I did not" Hershel says.

"I'll have a word with Daryl" I state. Hershel nods at me.

"And Jimmy? You took him out today. Did he also give you the impression of my consent?" Hershel asks. So that's the kid's name.

"No, he said it outright. I took the boy at his word." Rick states. I frown, I knew the little shit was lying!

"He's not my kin but I am responsible for him. These things need to be cleared with me." Hershel states

"Sounds like we need to work on our communication. What do you suggest?" Rick asks.

"Keep it simple. I'll control my people, you control yours." Hershel states.

"We'll do that Hershel, I'm sorry about any inconvenience" I say with a smile before walking off.