The expressions everyones faces held were that of fear, anger and worry. Shane- probably the maddest and most fearful by how fast he was talking- walked towards Rick. "You can not tell me you're okay with this."

"No I'm not." Rick spat, "But we're guests here. This isn't our land."

"This is our lives man!" He walked away from Rick and ran his hands over his bald head.

"Lower your voice." Lori snapped her head towards him.

Andrea commented, "We cant just sweep this under he rug." For the first time, Lucia agreed with her.

Shane walked forward again. "We either got to go in there and make things right or...or we just got to go. We've been talking about Fort Be-"

Rick interrupted him, "-We can't go!"

"Why Rick, why?"

Carol stepped up, "Cause my daughters still out there."

Shane sighed heavily, annoyed. "Ugh. Okay. I think it's time we start to consider the other possibilities."

"Shane!" Rick snapped, turning to him. "We're not leaving Sophia behind."

"We're close to findin' this girl. I found her damn doll a few days ago." Daryl yelled, walking towards Shane.

The cop gave off a small laugh. "See Daryl that's what you found a doll."

There was a moments silence, then Daryl raised his voice. "Man you don't know what the hell you're talking about!"

Shane hollered as well. "Look. I'm just sayin' what needs to be said here." Daryl walked closer and Rick put his arm out to block but Shane kept talking. "Now, if you would have gotten us a good lead in the first forty-eight hours-"

"-Shane, stop!" Rick urged forcefully.

"Let me tel you something else man. If she was alive out there, saw you comin' with your buck knife; geek ears around your neck. She would run in the other direction."

"Don't fuckin' talk to him like that!" Lucia yelled getting in his face. Shane turned to her and shoved her away roughly; knocking her to the ground.

Daryl lost it. "Don't put your fuckin' hands on her you piece of shit!" He roared and started to swing furiously. Rick grabbed him, trying to keep him at bay while T-dog kept Shane away; Lori tried to help.

They both flailed angrily at each other until Shane turned sharply and pointed a finger in Lori's face, "Keep your damn hands off me." and cut her off. During this, Glenn had helped Lucia up and were watching Shane and Rick continued to argue.

"Let me talk to Hershal, this is his land."

Shane threw his hands up. "What's he gonna do man?"

Dale spoke, watching the two carefully. "Hershal sees those walkers as sick people. He doesn't understand."

Rick sighed. "Just let me talk to him." Shane- fed up- left. Lucia turned and walked off in the other direction; heading back to camp.

Lucia sat in her tent for a few hours, enraged that Shane would put his hands on her. She stayed out of the way for fear that if she saw him she'd take her gun and shoot him point blank in between the eyes. After a while she got tired of simply sitting there and she left but her anger didn't cease. Nobody was outside but Lucia didn't give it much thought. She left the camp site and wondered off in a random direction. The farm house was only one small section of the land Hershal owned. As she was walking she thought of several things: Firstly, there were walkers in the barn. It explained why the land was so untouched. Who would be crazy enough to think walkers were sick? They don't even look human! What illness would drive a dead corpse to rise up and try to eat the living? It's crazy to even think that way. Secondly, the weird way Shane was acting. They didn't even know the walkers were in there the whole time. She did agree that they did need to be taken care of but there was no reason for him and Rick to get in a fight over it.

Lucia stopped and looked at her surroundings. She had wondered into one of the many pastures. The grass came up to her knees and made them itch furiously. As she started to bend down to scratch, she heard a loud crunch of grass sound behind her.

She grabbed her gun and whirled around, pointing it directly in the face of Daryl Dixon.

He blinked at it momentarily, as if not knowing what the object was. Once coming to terms he pushed the 9mm. out of his face. "What the hell?" he frowned.

"Sorry..." She mumbled, placing it back in the holder. "A little jumpy."

"I mean hell, what am I? A target at shooting practice?"

"I said I'm sorry." She snapped, turning away from him. "What are you doing out here anyway?"

His let his voice become more gentle. "I saw you walking off. Didn't look in your right mind."

She turned back around to look at him; really looked at him. He wore a ripped yellow plaid shirt and his face was dirty yet again. She looked at his body and well defined muscles. Tall with shaggy brown hair. Her heart swelled as she looked at him. Lucia must have had a weird look on her face because he stared at her strangely. Shaking her head, she smiled at him. "I'm fine. Are you okay after your fight with Shane?"

He looked off in the direction of camp and shrugged his shoulders. "It didn't really bother me. When he pushed you, that pissed me off."

Lucia stared at him, silent. "Thanks..." She mumbled.

"What?" He asked leaning towards her.

Her eyes widened and she sputtered quickly, "Thanks!"

He resumed his normal height. "No big deal. No one should treat women like that." He sighed. "One thing my brother didn't teach me." Brother? Daryl had a brother? This was the first Lucia had heard. But by the look on his face she decided she didn't need to question it. He was probably dead. Lucia looked out over the cowless pasture. the heat of Georgia was absolutely horrible and standing in a field in the middle of the afternoon wasn't helping any.

"Daryl..." Lucia said taking a step towards him. She felt this over-powering urge to tell him. To get her feelings off her chest. It came out of nowhere, but he needed to know. It might have even been the heat talking.

"Huh?"

"I have something to tell you."

Daryl looked down at her. "What?"

She sighed and paused. "I think...that I love you."

Silence.

He stood there dumbfounded. "What?" He repeated.

"I love you." She said with more confidence. He looked at her for a moment, shocked, then turned and simply walked away.

She didn't go after him.

Rawr! It's too short again. Darn. I wanted to make it longer than the last chapter but I don't think it worked out that way, I'm sorry.

I'm probably about two or three chapters away from catching up with the actual T.V. episodes and when that happens, I guess I'll only update once a week since it only comes on Sundays. But anyways, enjoy~