Opening the gate, Carl looks at me with pure shock. Stepping into the gate, I slam it shut as a walker throws itself upon the gate. Sneering at the thing I'd had more then my fair share of walker attacks within the last three days; walking away from Carl and the gate. He rushes up beside me, looking at me as if he has seen a ghost.

"We thought you were dead" he says.

"Yep, I could tell" I reply.

"We were going to come back but-"he says, I cover his mouth with my hand I was lacking patience today and I didn't need to wonder too hard to figure out why.

"Carl its fine we don't need to talk about it" I say, giving him a short false smile.

My face aches, my busted lip more so thanks to Darius. Especially when I smile, I must remember to not smile until it's healed. Not that I'll have much to smile at, I mean I am going leave this place. Walking up the path, I spot Beth and Maggie chatting to each other. Both spotting me and Carl, I watch as Maggie's face lights up. She like Carl is in disbelief.

"Carter!" she says, walking over to me.

As she gets closer, she sees my battle scars and her beaming smile drops slightly. I nod and walk past her, Beth gives me a short sweet smile. Maggie follows closely behind Carl and I, I felt the air shift when I entered the cell. Hershel, Carol and Daryl all freeze when I enter and look at them. Hershel and Carol are excitement and shock, Daryl is just pure shock.

"Guess whose back?" I say lightly.

"You're back from the dead" Carol says, standing up and gives me a short but gentle hug.

Tapping her back to get her off me, I nod "Excuse me for a moment" I say to everyone.

Walking off, I grumble my way to my cell. Walking in, I throw my bag onto my bed and begin to pull down my photos I'd placed on the wall. It didn't take me long to see, I still drew in a crowd. Carl and Daryl were looking at me, both in equal shock.

"Yes" I say, turning and looking at them.

"You going somewhere?" Daryl asks.

"Yeah I am" I say.

"Where but you just got back" Carl says stepping into my cell.

"Only to get my stuff, don't sweat it kid I can take care of myself" I say, giving him a short smile.

"Busted up face and crooked walk don't say so" Daryl says.

"Better than staying here and I'm not dead so I did a decent job" I mutter.

"Go get ya dad" Daryl says to Carl, he nods and looks to me quickly.

"Don't leave yet" he says, rushing off to find Rick.

Daryl steps in closer "Last time I checked, walkers don't choke people" he says, eyeing off the man sized hand bruises on my neck.

I shrug "Well when a group of men offer you a roof over your head, it's quite hard to say no Daryl" I say.

He steps back and a angry look passes over him "They're dead" he says, I nod quickly.

"Yep" I reply.

"You kill em?" he says.

I just nod and finish packing my things into my bag "Don't worry I didn't leave them behind" I have a quick jab at him.

Carl rushes into the room, with Rick close behind him. Sitting down on the bed, I sigh slightly. So it's going to be a whole reunion type of thing. Looking up, I watch as a large smile spreads across his face and he shakes his head.

"Aren't you a sight to see" he says, glancing to Daryl who still was seething from my comment and story.

His smile drops as he takes in my cell is packed "You leaving?" he asks, I nod and stand back up.

"Yep" I say.

He burrows his brow and looks at me "Why?" he asks.

I give him a blank look "I don't know maybe the getting left behind fiasco, being abandoned kinda sucks" I reply.

"The herd was coming, we had to think of the group" he says, I nod.

"I know and I have to think about me, I feel I'll be safer when I'm not relying on others" I reply.

He shakes his head "No" he says.

I pull back slightly "Excuse me?"

"No you're a part of the group now no one goes outside the fence alone we're saver in numbers" he says, I arch an eyebrow at him.

"Try and stop me Rick" I say, putting my hand up on the support bar of the bed.

He frowns and walks from the room, huh that went easier than expected. Turning and looking at Daryl and Carl who were both giving me a look of annoyance and confusion. Carl moved and sat beside me, he pushed himself up on the bed a little bit.

"You'll be safer here" he says, I smile and wince from the pulling on my lip.

"Only one way to find out" I reply.

"Listen to the kid, he got a point" Daryl says, I shrug.

"Yeah well not all points are listened too" I reply.

Hearing the clang, I felt a strong hand grab my wrist. Turning back, I heard the familiar click of handcuffs and the rattle they made. Rick had returned and handcuffed me to my bed, pulling on them. I looked up at him.

"Un-cuff me" I demand.

He shakes his head "No, you said try and stop you and here is my answer" he says.

Pulling at the cuffs I look at him angrily "Un-cuff me!" I yell.

"Re-think your decision, we'll be back soon" he says, ushering the two other men from the cell.

"What if a walker gets in, I'm a sitting duck!" I call out from my cell.

Daryl jogs back up the stairs to me, shutting the cell door on me he smirks from behind the bars "Better?" he offers.

"No!" I scream, slamming my foot onto the bar I rip my hand away to no avail.

Authors note – Well there you guys go, another chapter!. Hopefully I can hear some responses from you guys but don't feel obliged! Till next time. My next chapter will be longer and don't fret, I do know where this story is heading. It won't be too much longer but still long enough that I may develop a romance for my OC. Not too sure, what do you guys think?