Daryl, Marie, Abraham and Sasha had succeeded in leading the herd twenty miles away from Alexandria. They were headed in the direction of home when they were suddenly shot at. Daryl had lost control of his bike for a moment, causing it to skid sideways with him and Marie still on it. They had quickly recovered before causing one car to crash while leading the other away. They were able to lose them but played it safe, going into the woods until they could sure the car wouldn't come back.

Marie helped Daryl lead his bike through the woods, going until they could go no further, letting it fall over. The woods around them looked like they'd been burned a while back, the forest floor grey and black.

"Abraham, Sasha, you there?" asked Daryl as he tried to raise them over the radio but all he got was static. He then noticed the blood dripping from his hand.

"Daryl, you're hurt." said Marie, trying to not make a big deal of it.

Daryl pulled his glove off his hand that was covered in blood than started working on his jacket.

Marie noticed that he was having a little trouble so she walked over and took hold of his jacket to help. As she helped him slide it down his arms, she heard him his in pain and have trouble pulling it down his left arm. She grabbed the sleeve and gently pulled it off, noting the wound just below his elbow.

"Looks like just a bit of road rash." She told him.

Daryl pulled the jacket off his other arm than tossed it aside, clearly irritated than tore off his other glove and threw it away.

"Hey, you need to calm down. We have to stay focused if we're gonna make it back." said Marie, her voice soothing.

Daryl looked at her. He wanted to be angry, but with the way she was looking at him he couldn't be. Then he spotted the blood on her arm soaking through her jacket.

"You're hurt too." He pointed out, gently taking hold of her arm.

Marie looked at her arm that Daryl was holding, seeing what he was looking at. She saw the blood and was just registering the pain. She started slipping off her jacket to get a better look, Daryl helping as she had done for him. Once it was off, she saw what looked like a scratch along the top of her arm.

"Must be a graze from one of the bullets they shot at us." She said.

"I'm sorry. I should've never let you come." spoke Daryl guiltily.

"Hey, stop, don't do that. I wanted to come. Besides, none of us could have known people would be shooting at us." said Marie. She took a handkerchief out of her pocket and as soon as she did, Daryl took it and used it to bandage her arm, wrapping it around the wound. "Thank you." She told him.

Daryl just gave a small grunt in reply as he finished tying off the makeshift bandage and as he did, he watched Marie's hand lay on top of his. He looked back up at her.

"Please don't blame yourself for this. It's not your fault, it's no one's fault but those assholes that shot at us. Besides, could've been worse." said Marie softly.

Daryl stared at her for a minute before nodding. He then turned back to his bike, unstrapping the bag he had attached to it. He went to open it when they heard a rustling. He then grabbed his crossbow. He gazed around while grabbing some brush and pulling it over his bike to hide it.

"Wait here." He told Marie.

"Dar-" Marie began but got cut off.

"Please, just wait here." said Daryl sternly.

"I was just gonna say be careful. And come back in one piece." said Marie.

Daryl nodded before heading off toward the noise they had heard.

Now Marie was alone. All she could do was wait until he came back. Hours passed and Marie felt her mind begin to drift.

"I run from hate, I run from prejudice, I run from pessimists, But I run too late. I run my life, Or is it running me. Run from my past, I run too fast, Or too slow it seems. When lies become the truth, That's when I run to you.

"This world keeps spinning faster, Into a new disaster so I run to you, I run to you baby. And when it all starts coming undone, Baby you're the only one I run to. I run to you.

"We run on fumes, Your life and mine, Like the sands of time, Slippin' right on through. And our love's the only truth, That's why I run to you.

"This world keeps spinning faster, Into a new disaster so I run to you, I run to you baby. And when it all starts coming undone, Baby you're the only one I run to. I run to you.

"Ooh Ooh, Oh I run to you.

"This world keeps spinning faster, Into a new disaster so I run to you, I run to you baby. And when it all starts coming undone, Baby you're the only one I run to. I run to you."

Marie bowed as people around her applauded than she set down her guitar and stepped down from the stage. She enjoyed doing things like this, especially when it earned her some extra cash. And it had started when Merle had dared her to karaoke one night when she was out at a bar with him and Daryl. Now here she was performing in small bars now and then to earn a little spending money.

Marie walked over to her best friend and his brother, who were also applauding her performance.

"How was I?" She asked the brothers. She valued their opinion over anyone's because they were always honest.

"You were great Mar." said Daryl.

"Yeah, great for a sappy ass lil' song." said Merle.

"Oh I'm sorry Merle, I forgot you don't like sappy, heartfelt shit. Tell you what, you buy me a drink and I'll tell you which one of my female band mates will go home with you tonight." Marie told him with a grin.

"Really?" Asked Merle, clearly excited.

Marie nodded and she never saw Merle move so fast toward the bar, unless they was a chick he was interested in. She couldn't help but laugh at him.

"You're really gonna do that to one of those girls?" Asked Daryl.

"See the red head over there with the look of disgust etched on her pretty little face?" Marie pointed to the girl she was referring to.

"Yeah." said Daryl, wondering where this was headed.

"Well, she's a prissy little bitch who thinks she's better and always has an attitude, but she's also easy so she deserves what's coming to her. Plus if it gets your brother off my back about my song choice than that's an added bonus for me." said Marie with a grin.

Daryl couldn't help but laugh. He was just glad his best friend got along so well with his brother otherwise he didn't want to know how she would treat his brother then.

Right then, Merle came over with her drink, placing it down in front of her and even surprised them by setting a beer down in front of his brother.

"Okay, which of those lovely ladies will I be taking home or going home with?" asked Merle anxiously.

"Red head just across the bar, barely there red top and tight ass black pants with heels. Name's Christine, not that it matters to you." said Marie.

"Thank ya m'lady. Now if y'all will excuse me, I have business to handle. You two should do the same." said Merle with a wink before walking off.

"Geez, he's never gonna give up on that shit is he?" asked Marie.

"Ya kno Merle." said Daryl simply.

"Yeah, unfortunately I do." said Marie, taking a sip of her drink.

Marie was broken out of her thoughts when she heard noises. She looked around but couldn't see anything. She also realized it was getting dark and Daryl still wasn't back. She wouldn't leave without him so she was gonna have to camp there.

Once she had made sure the coast was clear, Marie decided it was best to conceal herself under the same brush that Daryl used to hide his bike. She grabbed her jacket and his, using hers as a pillow and his as a blanket and laid down for the night, praying Daryl would return in the morning and they could get the hell out of there.