A/N: Sorry that this was all screwed up, but I fixed it! Yay! Thanks to jazznsmoke for editing this chapter for me! HAPPY READING!

Chapter 11

Daryl had men all around him as he unwillingly walked to the destination ahead. His hands were tied behind his back tightly with ropes. The only thing pushing him forward- literally- was the barrel of a gun pressing into his spine. And the fact that Beth was there, too. He had to get them both out.

Many times during the trip, his thoughts had wandered back to the petite blonde. Was she alright? Have they hurt her? As the sun started to go down, Ben announced that they were close to camp. "Almost there, guys." Then he turned back around and faced the road ahead of them.

Meanwhile, on a completely different path, was Beth, Carl, Rick, and Michonne. Beth was almost completely recovered, besides the occasional coughing fit that she would get.

She was very grateful that she had found her friends along the way, and that they had decided to come with her to find Daryl. She didn't think that she would be able to get Daryl and herself out of there without them, She didn't even know what there was. She just kept moving forward. knowing that Daryl would be somewhere near.

After walking a long way, it was a little after sundown. Rick noticed something ahead and he pointed ahead of himself to show Beth, who was looking down at her shoes with Daryl's crossbow slung across her back.

"Hey, Beth?" Her head snapped up to look at him.

"Yeah?"

"Is that the place that you're looking for?" he questioned her. Beth had to squint her eyes to see ahead.

Two extremely tall towers stood out ahead of them. In between them was a wooden barricade that would no doubt be hard to get over. The four couldn't see anything past that, but at least there was something.

Beth's gut told her that this was the place, but she still had no plan. She didn't even know if Daryl was there yet. Or if he was even alive. What if he had escaped like Beth, and ran away to find her, like she had for him? She'd be putting her friends in danger by going in there.

"Beth." Rick's voice interrupted her thoughts as she turned to face him. Before he could say anything, she asked him a question.

"Are you sure you want to do this? Put your life, you son, in danger? Are you positive that you want to go in there?"

Rick and Beth held each other's gazes for a moment or two and Rick nodded. "I'm sure. You and Daryl are family." Beth sighed, then nodded.

No more words were exchanged after that. The small group made their way to the building ahead of them. As they got closer, they stepped into the woods more to cover themselves up. It was a lot harder to see, considering it was night, but Beth just put one foot in front of the other each step and they got closer.

They saw the people on guard on top of the barricade and knew that they had to find somewhere else if they wanted to get in. They circled around the place, but barricades covered the whole area. At least one man stood up on top, eyes narrowed, guarding the area around him with a weapon.

Beth cursed when she realized this, then sank back against the tree. The man guarding the back entrance suddenly turned around and jumped off the huge barricade.

Beth's eyebrows pulled together in confusion, then she took her chance to climb over the barricade with the small places she could put her feet on in between the wood of the barricades.

She landed flat on her feet on gravel when she jumped over the big piles of wood. The other members of her group landed right after her. In front of them were many houses. It automatically reminded Rick of Woodbury, but there were also other buildings in the mix along with less space and more warehouses and brick buildings.

Nobody else was outside. yet Beth and Rick were still cautious. They hid in the shadows between houses when numerous footsteps were heard coming their way. Beth sneaked a quick look out of the alley. She spotted Daryl with a large group of soldiers surrounding him.

Beth held back her gasp when she saw him, but it didn't do much. One of the expressionless soldiers looked their way, and as much as Beth tried to flatten herself against the wall, it didn't work.

"Hey!" The soldier yelled out. And everyone else looked their way. Beth pulled out her Beretta, ready to fight. Daryl looked their way and breathed out a sigh of relief when he saw Beth. His heart started beating incredibly fast when he realized that they could die just then.

Beth and the rest of the group started backing up through the alley as the other soldiers started raising their guns, too. Before she could think, Beth turned and ran from the scene. She didn't have much ammo left, and she figured that she wouldn't do much good dead.

As she took a step in front of herself to flee, a bullet hit the back of her leg below her knee. She cried out and dropped to the ground. Michonne helped her up and they turned right, out of the alley, behind the other house. Before they left, Beth raised her gun and took a shot behind herself, not wanting to see if it hit anyone.

"Beth!" She heard Daryl call out. She winced. She wanted to turn back, but couldn't. More armed men had blocked their way. They were stuck.

Weapons were pointed their way as they were forced to surrender their weapons on the ground in front of them, defenseless. Daryl was surprised and glad that his old friends were still alive, but he didn't want them in this situation. Ever.

Beth gave Daryl a questioning look, silently asking what he had gone through so far and what would happen as the other soldiers pat them down. Daryl just gave a small shake of his head that was barely visible, but it was just as effective.