A/N: So here is number eleven! Sorry it's shorter, but my computer has been acting up and I found a good place to end it, so...Enjoy!

Daryl sat on the ground for only a few moments before throwing Kaitlyn off and jumping up. His breath was labored as he stared down at his brother's severed hand. Suddenly he turned and whipped his crossbow in to T-dog's face, but Rick cocked his pistol and put it to Daryl's head. "Stop!" Kaitlyn said, climbing to her feet. T-dog didn't so much as blink, he just held Daryl's level gaze.

"I won't hesitate." Rick said. "I don't care if every walker in the city hears it."

"Please, just stop." Kaitlyn whispered as Glenn came to stand behind her. Daryl held the crossbow on T-dog for a few more moments before dropping it, defeated. T-dog let out a relieved breath. Rick lowered his pistol also, but kept his eyes on Daryl. Daryl continued to stare at T-dog, his expression so full of pain that Kaitlyn took a shuddering breath. "You got a Do-rag or somethin'?" He asked T-dog quietly. T-dog reached in his pocket and pulled out a blue bandana and handed it to Daryl who jerked it from his hand.

He sat his crossbow against the pipe and walked over to Merle's hand. He took a deep breath before crouching and opening the bandana, sitting it on the ground next to the hand. "I guess the saw blade was too dull for the handcuffs." He said, picking up Merle's hand by the pinkie finger. "Ain't that bitch?" He studied the hand for a moment before sitting in the middle of the bandana and wrapping it up. He picked it up and stood. He looked around at the group for a moment before pointing at Glenn. He walked over and turned him around. He opened Glenn's backpack and stuffed the hand inside. Glenn closed his eyes and swallowed his disgust.

"He must've used a tourniquet," Daryl observed "maybe his belt? Be much more blood if he didn't" He walked slowly, following the trail of blood left on the roof. Rick motioned for the rest of the group to follow. Kaitlyn grabbed her bow and hurried after him, eventually ending up by his side. Daryl kept his eyes on the ground as he walked, solely focused on Merle. They approached an open door and Daryl lifted his crossbow before entering. Kaitlyn placed an arrow on her bow before following. It took her eyes a moment to adjust but when they did she could see that they were in the entrance to another stair case. "Merle!" Daryl called as he started down the stairs. "You in here?" He looked over the side of the railing. He readied his crossbow again as they continued down the stairs. The approached another open door. Inside was a walker, she had no bottom jaw and her tongue hung loosely from her rotted face. Kaitlyn exhaled slightly at the sight. Daryl aimed and fired his crossbow easily before leading the way in. He retrieved the arrow before they found themselves in a large hallway. Rick led the way down, watching out for anymore walkers. As they neared even more doors Daryl pulled ahead.

The glass doors opened to a reception area where two walkers lay dead on the carpeted floor. "Had enough in him to take out these two sumbitches." Daryl breathed. "One handed." He added.

He bent over and reloaded his crossbow. "Toughest asshole I ever met, my brother." He said as he pulled the bow back, the effort making him breathless. "Feed him a hammer he'd crap out nails."

"Any man can pass out from blood loss," Rick pointed out "No matter how tough he is."

Daryl led the way out of the reception area. "Merle!" He yelled again.

"We're not alone here." Rick whispered to him. "Remember?"

"Screw that." Daryl said. "He could be bleeding out, you said so yourself." He continued on into what looked like a kitchen. There was a stove in the corner and it was still on, a bloody belt and iron lying next to it. Rick walked over slowly and picked the iron up.

"What's that burned stuff?" Glenn asked.

"Skin." Rick murmured. "He cauterized the stump."

"Oh god." Kaitlyn whispered.

Rick sat the iron back on the counter. "Told you he was tough." Daryl said. "Nobody can kill Merle but Merle."

"Don't take that on faith, he's lost a lot of blood." Rick told him.

"Way to look on the Brightside." Kaitlyn said.

"Hey, I'm just trying to be realistic." Rick replied. Kaitlyn just scoffed and rolled her eyes.

"Yeah?" Daryl asked. "Didn't stop him from bustin' out of this deathtrap." Daryl walked over to a shattered window.

"He left the building?" Glenn asked nervously. "Why the hell would he do that?"

"Why wouldn't he?" Daryl asked. "He's out there alone as far as he knows, doing what he's gotta do. Survivin'." He walked away from the window.

"You call that surviving?" T-dog asked incredulously. "Just wandering out in the streets, maybe passing out? What are his odds out there?"

"No worse than being handcuffed and left to rot by you sorry pricks!" Daryl snapped. "You couldn't kill him." Daryl turned to Rick, stepping close to his face. . "Ain't so worried about some dumb dead bastard."

"What about one thousand dumb dead bastards?" Rick asked also stepping closer. "Different story?"

Daryl didn't budge. "Why don't you take a tally?" He asked "Do what you want I'm gonna go get him." Daryl started to walk off back towards the window. "Daryl, wait." Rick caught him by the chest to push him back. Daryl jumped back, pushing rick away. "Get your hands off me!" He demanded. "You can't stop me!"

"I don't blame you." Rick told him calmly. "He's family, I get that. I went through hell to find mine. I know exactly how you feel." He and Daryl locked gazes for a moment. "He can't get very far with that injury." Rick said. "We could help you check a few blocks around, but only if we keep a level head."

Daryl held Ricks gaze before swallowing. "I could do that." He said, though not very convincingly. Rick turned to look at T-dog who was leaning on a wall.

"Only if we get those guns first." He said, standing up. Glenn shot a nervous glance at Daryl. Kaitlyn turned from where she stood near the window, watching for any passing walkers. "I'm not strolling the streets of Atlanta with just my good intentions, okay?" T-dog explained. Daryl sighed but eventually agreed. They headed out of the kitchen and into an office. "So what are we going to do?" Kaitlyn asked as they all situated themselves. "I can go get the guns." Glenn said.

"What?" Kaitlyn asked.

"I've got a plan." He said, grabbing a marker and starting to draw on the floor.

"You're not doing this alone." Rick said.

"Even I think it's a bad idea and I don't even like you much." Daryl muttered.

"It's a good idea, okay," Glenn insisted, "If you'd just hear me out. If we go out there in a group, we're slow, drawing attention. If I'm alone, I can move fast. Look." He pointed to the model he had drawn on the floor. He put an eraser in what Kaitlyn understood to be a road. "That's the tank, five blocks from where we are now." He placed a small wad of paper in front of it. "That's the bag of guns. Here's the alley I dragged you into when we first met he pointed to a spot and looked at Rick. "That's where Daryl, Kaitlyn, and I will go."

"Why us?" Daryl questioned.

"Your bows are quieter than their guns." Glenn explained. Kaitlyn nodded in agreement. "Why they wait here in the alley, I run up the street, grab the bag." He looked up.

"You got us elsewhere?" Rick asked.

"You and T-dog, right." Glenn said. "You'll be in this alley here." He pointed to another alley.

"Two blocks away?" Rick asked. "Why?"

"I may not be able to come back the same way. Walkers might cut me off." Glenn explained. "If that happens I won't go back to Daryl's alley, I'll go forward instead. All the way around to that alley where you guys are. Whichever direction I go, I got you in both places to cover me." He said. Afterwards we'll all meet back here."

"Hey, kid, what'd you do before all this?" Daryl asked.

"Delivered pizzas. Why?" He looked at Daryl confused. "Let's do this." Glenn said. They headed back to the department store and split up. Daryl and Kaitlyn followed Glenn to a ladder, the climbed up it and ran across roof tops until they hit another long ladder. Glenn climbed down first. Kaitlyn shouldered her bow and followed him, Daryl bringing up the rear. Kaitlyn dropped when she neared the ground. She pulled her bow off and placed an arrow on and pulled back, holding it ready. They all crouched as Glenn led the way towards the exit of the alley. "You got some balls for a Chinaman." Daryl said.

"I'm Korean." Glenn told him agitatedly.

"Whatever." Daryl said, reading his crossbow. Glenn ran out into the street, Kaitlyn and Daryl took up opposite sides of the entrance watching carefully. Suddenly there was a noise from behind. Daryl motioned that he would get it and turned, aiming his cross bow. "Whoa, don't shoot me!" A voice called. "What d'you want?"

Kaitlyn glanced back to see a scrawny teenage boy. She turned her attention back to the street where Glenn was nearing the bag steadily. "I'm looking for my brother. He's hurt real bad. You seen him?" Daryl asked.

"AYUDAME!" The boy screamed.

"Shut up!" Daryl yelled back. "You're gonna bring the geeks down on us. Answer me."

"He's got them!" Kaitlyn exclaimed.

"Answer me." Daryl demanded.

"AYUDAME!" The boy started screaming over and over.

"Shut it!" Kaitlyn barked, but the boy kept screaming.

Daryl reared back and hit him in the face with the back of his crossbow. The boy fell and Daryl pointed his arrow at his head. "Shut up. Shut up!" Daryl commanded but the boy kept screaming. Daryl bent over and tried to cover his mouth with his hand. Suddenly two men came bursting into the alley. Kaitlyn managed to trip one of them but the other got through. He kicked Daryl over and started to kick him. The man Kaitlyn had tripped got up and pushed Kaitlyn, her bow sliding out of her hands to the ground before running to hit Daryl with a baseball bat. Daryl covered his head and Kaitlyn struggled to her feet as Glenn entered the alley. "That's it, that's the bag, vato!" one of the men yelled. "Take it, take it!" They charged at Glenn. Kaitlyn ran to her bow and grabbed it. She found her arrow and placed it on her bow but was thrown back by the man with the bat who raised it to hit her. She covered her face but before the bat came down there was a screaming. Daryl had climbed to his knees and had shot one of the men. The grabbed Glenn and backed out of the alley. "Get off me! GET OFF ME!" He was yelling as they pulled him out. "DARYL! DARYL!" He shrieked. Daryl climbed to his feet as Kaitlyn rolled over and grabbed her bow again. The men shoved Glenn into a car and took off.

"Come back here!" Daryl yelled, chasing after them. "You sumbitches!" Walkers were now heading their way and Daryl was forced to pull the gate closed. The boy had climbed to his feet and was attempting to back away. Kaitlyn trained and arrow on him. "Don't move!" She instructed.

Rick and T-dog were heading down the alley at top speed. Daryl turned and charged at the boy, knocking him against a wall. "Whoa, whoa, whoa." Rick said, pushing Daryl back. "Stop it."

"I'm gonna kick your nuts up in your throat!" Daryl yelled, swinging at the boy, now pinned to the wall by T-dog, from behind Rick. Kaitlyn had now moved her arrow to face the walkers gathered by the gate.

"Let me go!" The boy pleaded, pushing against T-dog who slammed him back against the wall.

"Chill out!" T-dog demanded.

"They took Glenn!" Daryl yelled, still trying to get around Rick. "That little bastard and his little bastard, homie friends! I'm gonna stomp your ass!" He pointed at the boy.

"Guys." Kaitlyn said as the gate gave a threating lurch.

"We're cut off!" T-dog yelled.

"Get to the lab, go." Rick instructed. T-dog grabbed the boy and led him back towards the ladder. Rick grabbed the guns and Daryl readied his crossbow again. "C'mon. Damn let's go." Daryl said. They all ran up the alley towards the ladder where T-dog was already ushering the boy to climb. "Faster!" Kaitlyn yelled, pointing her bow at the terrified boy.