Yay i put this together faster than i thought i would! WALKING DEAD SUNDAY :D I'm excited for tonights episode! like who isn't?

-DARYL-

He couldn't believe it. Carol remembered. She knew about the rose on the grave and the fact that the grave was hers. Daryl was happy she remembered that but still angry at the fact she lost her memory in the first place. Daryl headed straight into the prison and right up to Hershel where he and Glenn were still huddled over a map in the dining area.

Daryl walked up to the table with the two men and waited patiently for them to finish up what they were talking about. After they finished Daryl asked to talk to Hershel alone.

"Yes Daryl?" Asked Hershel, He witnessed Daryl leave when he saw Carol go outside and hoped nothing was wrong.

"It's Carol, She knows about her grave… Like that it was for her, but she doesn' remember anything else jus' that it was hers." Daryl decided to leave out the Cherokee rose part seeing as it wasn't as important as her remembering that there was a grave out there that was intended for her.

"She told you?"Hershel asked relieved nothing was wrong, "maybe something triggered it for her. Maybe something she witnessed earlier today maybe an object of some sort…"

It made sense to Daryl now the rose was what triggered her memory, "Cherokee roses…"

"What?" Hershel said getting confused.

"Cherokee roses." Daryl repeated, "She found it in her cell… I put it on her grave when we though she…" Daryl stopped talking figuring Hershel knew what he was talking about. He hated thinking she was gone from his life. It broke him down but then he found her and everything was starting to go okay then Michonne showed up with the formula creating a whole other problem.

"Well if that triggered her to gain some memories then we should show her more roses maybe they will trigger other memori-"

"NO." Daryl yelled, interrupting Hershel, "No.. She will remember Sophia.. We can't do that to her." Daryl knew very well that he gave her the rose when Sophia was lost telling a tale about when American soldiers were moving Indians off their land on the Trail of Tears, the Cherokee mothers were grieving and crying so much. They were losing their little ones along the way from exposure and disease and starvation. The elders, they said a prayer; asked for a sign to uplift the mothers' spirits, give them strength and hope. The next day this rose started to grow where the mothers' tears fell.

A Cherokee rose would probably trigger the memory about Daryl telling Carol the story leading to Sophia being missing and then that leading to Sophia coming out of the barn.

Daryl didn't want to make Carol suffer through remembering her dead daughter so he told Hershel to let it be, for now and walked away from the old farmer.

As Daryl walked down a hallway Lizzie and Mika approached him.

"Why aren't we allowed to see Carol?" The girls knew Carol was their guardian. After their father Ryan died when cell block D got attacked by walkers Carol promised him she would take the girls in as her own. But with Carol losing her memory she doesn't remember anything about the girls or their father.

Lizzie and Mika were upset because Rick ordered the two girls not to get close to Carol just yet, he hasn't told her she was the guardian of two little girls. Rick feared if he told Carol she might shut down entirely… The idea that she couldn't keep Sophia alive and now had to take care of two young girls might be more than she can handle for now.

"Go ask Rick." Daryl said trying to walk past the two girls that were now standing in his way.

"We miss her…" Mika said

"I know ya do, I do too…" Daryl didn't know why he said that because Carol was still with them and it's not like she died or left the prison but he just felt the need to tell the girls that. Daryl missed talking to her everyday. He missed making sure she was okay and how they could sit together in silence and be perfectly okay with it, but most of all Daryl missed her soft voice and wonderful smile the smile she saved for only him.

The girls nodded, "Do you want to see the picture me and Lizzie drew? I even put you in it!"

"Sure…" Daryl said, "Let's go." Daryl felt bad for the girls, they had no family left in the world, the closest thing to family was Carol but they weren't allowed to see her. Daryl didn't know why he even agreed to see their drawings probably because they drew on of him and he just wanted to see it.

The girls led Daryl through a bunch of hallways then stopped showing Daryl a wall covered in all the kids' drawings. There were tons of drawings on the wall from all of the kids in the prison.

-CAROL-

Carol slowly made her way back into the prison with many questions buzzing around her brain. Daryl told her the grave was hers but then left without saying anything else. After he left Carol spent a couple minutes looking at the grave, then she picked up the rose putting it in her pocket and made her way back.

When Carol entered the prison she wanted to be alone to just to think and try and remember everything. Carol rounded a corner and started hearing voices so she slowed down. She was not in the mood for conversation, she was about to turn around when she heard Daryl's voice. She wanted to leave but she felt frozen listening in on his conversation, she knew it was wrong but couldn't move.

"We miss her…" Said a voice she didn't really recognize but then came to the conclusion that it was one of the two little girls she had met briefly just after waking up. Mika was her name and her sister was Lizzie. Carol wondered about their parents for a moment before Daryl spoke and had he listening to him.

"I know ya do, I do too…" he said.

Carol wondered who they were talking about was it the girl's mother? As Carol listened more questions seemed to come up most of them involving Daryl. The girls wanted Daryl to go see their pictures and he agreed and they left walking deeper into the prison. Carol followed farther away keeping distance between them and herself. When they stopped she could barely see the wall of pictures.

"See, I drew this one!" Mika Said pointing to a picture on the wall, "Lizzie drew that one!"

"Is that me?" Daryl asked giving a small smirk. That was the first time he had ever seen emotion in Daryl's face and it made her smile a little. Who were these girls to Daryl? Carol thought, Maybe they were his daughters from the way he was smiling at them… whenever Carol caught a glimpse of him he seemed to be angry but when he was with the girls his emotion changed it almost calmed down.

"Yeah." Said Lizzie, "And this one is Carol!"

Me? Carol thought why would they draw me? Carol was taken back she did know these girls very well.

"That's nice." Daryl said with his smile fading.

"Do you think she will ever get her memory back? Asked Lizzie turning to face Daryl. Carol leaned out a little trying to get his reaction. They were clearly talking about her and it just made her wonder.

"I don't know." Daryl said dropping his head he turned to walk away when Lizzie stopped her, "She will come back from this. She is strong and you know she is."

Daryl nodded in shock of what Lizzie said to him.

Carol's mouth was open wide. Carol moved away from the hallway and went into her cell where she spent the next two hours trying to remember what was forgotten.

"Hey Carol you okay?" Josh said peeking his head into her cell.

"Ya, I'm fine." Carol said. Josh walked farther into her cell and sat beside her on her bunk.

"You have been quiet lately wanna talk about anything?" Josh said smiling at her.

"Sure Josh… I have tons of questions about this place…"

"I will answer them the best I can considering I still have a lot too."

Carol chuckled, "I bet you know more than me." Carol moved closer to him, "Who was I to these people?"

Josh looked at Carol then smiled, "Carol everyone looks up to you. You are the kindest and most caring out of everyone. Nobody has anything bad to say about you." Carol smiled, "you mostly cooked and cleaned, but you sometimes took care of Judith..."

"Judith?" Carol asked, "Like Ricks Daughter right?" Carol knew about Ricks Daughter and Daryl told her how his wife had died during child birth. Josh nodded.

"You were also pretty badass!"

Carol laughed, "Me?" Josh started laughing with her. "What about the others? How did I get to where I am now?"

Josh stopped laughing and looked at her, "Now that I can't answer… I don't really know a lot about this place but I know Rick was the leader before everyone else got here... He stepped down but a council was made. Anyone in the council should know."

"Who is on the council?" Carol asked.

"Hershel, Maggie, Sasha, Glenn, Michonne, Daryl and you.

"Me?" Asked Carol clearly surprised, "I was on the council?"

Josh nodded, "If you ask anyone of those people they should be able to answer all of your questions. It's about my turn to take watch, want to join me?"

"No not this time.. Thanks for asking Josh. I want to try and find someone to answer my questions…"

Josh nodded, "Okay but be careful…" Josh left leaving Carol alone. She wondered about why she would need to be careful and then left her cell hoping to run into anyone that was on this council to answer her questions. Carol wandered around the prison until she approached the wall of pictures that earlier that day Lizzie and Mika were showing Daryl. When Carol was eavesdropping in on them she didn't get a clear view of the pictures but now as she stood examining the pictures it brought tears to her eyes.

The pictures were from all the kids in the prison each signing their names in the corners of their own. Carol looked and found a picture with both Lizzie and Mika's names in it. She saw that they drew Daryl with his crossbow and beside him there was another person that she realized was her. Carol smiled looking at the picture. She stayed looking at the pictures for a while before deciding to leave, she was calmer than before. The pictures made her feel happy, happier than she had ever felt the past couple days.

Carol went to walk into the dining area and almost bumped into Rick.

"Sorry Rick! I didn't see you there." Carol said giving an apologetic smile

"Actually Carol I wanted to talk to you about something…"

God not something else he was keeping from me… Carol thought following Rick so they could be alone to talk.