VPOV

Sitting down with everyone having breakfast was different today. For one, I couldn't stop staring at my mum; I hadn't asked her if she was really pregnant or if Glenn's just assuming. Then there was Dale and Shane who were keeping me on edge since yesterday; I was sure they were going to be a problem from now on. And then there was Daryl... now that we knew everyone knew about us, we weren't really hiding it anymore.

"Here, eat." he nudged me from his spot on the chair behind me. He had wanted me to sit on the chair, but I insisted he did. I was more healed then he was.

I looked at his plate of food, noting he hadn't eaten much. "I don't need it. You do."

He scoffed. "You've hardly eat'n in days. Now eat."

I picked up a piece of jerky and turned. "That's all I'm taking. It's better then nothing."

In the corner of my eye the plate disappeared as he started eating , mumbling something under his breath. I was about to ask him what he said when Glenn stood up.

"Um, guys." I looked over at him, noting how most of the others kept doing wat they were doing. "So, the barns full of walkers."

Everything fell silent as we all looked at Glenn. That got everyone's attention...

DPOV

I kept Vic behind me as we stood around the barn. It my have been secure so far, but there was no way I was taking chances. Her safety was the only thing on my mind.

Shane looked through the crack in the door of the barn. The moans and groans of the walkers filling the place. There had to be at least a dozen in there.

Shane turned back to us, obviously pissed. "You can not tell me you're all right with this." he asked Rick.

"No, I'm not, but we're guests here. This isn't our land."

Shane walked past Rick, getting more worked up by the minute. "God, this is our lives, man!"

"Lower your voice." Lori snapped at the deputy.

"We can't just sweep this under the rug." Andrea turned to Rick for answers.

T-Dog agreed. "It ain't right. Not remotely."

"We've either got to go in there, We've got to make things right, or we've just got to go." Shane's paced. "Now we have been talking about Fort Benning for a long time."

"We can't go." Rick was final, and I agreed. There was no way I was leaving without Sophia. I needed to find that girl, for Carol and Vic.

"Why, Rick? Why?"

"Because my daughter's still out there." Carol said what I had been thinking.

Shane scoffed. "Okay. Okay, I think it's time that we all start to just consider the other possibility."

Rick turned to Shane, trying to get his point through. "Shane, we're not leaving Sophia behind."

"I'm close to finding this girl. I just found her doll two days ago." I walked forward. There was no way I would let Shane just leave. I knew what was right and that was to stay and find Sophia.

VPOV

I watched as everyone argued. Shane wanting to leave and the others wanting to stay. But all that was going through my mind was, how could I leave Sophia again. How could I pack up and just leave her when she's out there all by herself. I already feel guilty enough, that would just eat away at me till I was a mess.

"You found her doll, Daryl. That's what you did. You found a doll." Shane was speaking down at him, and I knew that was a big mistake.

"You don't know the hell you're talking about." Daryl stepped closer to him, getting worked up.

Dad tried to intervene, but Shane went on. "I'm just saying what needs to be said. You get a good lead, it's in the first 48 hours."

"Shane, Shane. Shane, stop." dad stood between them.

"Let me tell you something else, man. If she was alive out there and saw you coming, all methed out with your buck knife, and geek ears around your neck, she would run in the other direction."

That was all it took before Daryl made his move. Dad, Shane and Daryl started yelling, going on as they fought. Carol stood by me, obviously upset by what Shane had said. I had to do something to break it up before it got too ugly.

Everyone else had either started to join the argument or try to break it up, but nothing was working. I moved to Shane, trying to pull him away. He tried to shrug me off, but I managed to get between him and Daryl; knowing Daryl wouldn't throw a punch with me in the middle.

"Back off Shane. Keep your theories to yourself and back off." I told him, keeping my calm, my eyes looking into his. I wasn't going to back down from this.

He looked over my shoulder, probably at Daryl, before taking a few steps back. Daryl moved closer to me, and I turned to him while my dad got control once more.

"Now just let me talk to Hershel. Let me figure it out."

Shane turned fast, heading for my dad. "What are you gonna figure out?" I stepped between them protectively, hoping Shane wouldn't hurt me to get to him.

"If we're gonna stay, if we're gonna clear this barn, I have to talk him into it." dad explained. "This is his land."

Dale moved to my dad. "Hershel sees hose things in there as people, sick people, his wife, his step son."

"You knew?" dad looked as betrayed as I felt.

Dale nodded. "Yesterday, I talk to Hershel."

"And you waited the night?" Shane looked about ready to explode.

"I thought we could survive one more night. We did." he looked at Shane pointedly. Turning back to my dad he explained. "I was waiting till this morning to say something. But Glenn wanted to be the one."

Shane turned back to the two talking men and I flinched at the look in his eyes. "The man is crazy, Rick, if Hershel thinks those things are alive or no." he yelled.

Suddenly the walkers in the barn started pushing against the door, the noise getting their attention. My blood ran cold with fear as I stood there waiting for the doors to break down. There was no way I would ever feel safe again, knowing we were sleeping next to those monsters...

...

I sat in Daryl's tent while he knelt in front of me, watching me as I tried not to cry. I couldn't help it. I felt like it was my fault we were in this mess. If I had just made sure Sophia stayed safe, we wouldn't have ended up being on a farm with a barn full of walkers. Carl and I wouldn't have gotten shot. And Daryl hadn't of gotten hurt. We'd be fine.

"Stop."

I looked up at Daryl. He'd finally broken the silence we had been sitting in since he practically dragged me away from the barn. I had been frozen there, wondering what we would be doing if it hadn't been for me. And honestly I had thought for the smallest moment that maybe if the walkers got out and ate me, things would be better for everyone...

Daryl sighed and stood up. "I can't sit here and watch you blame yourself."

"What are you gonna do then?" I asked, still fighting the tears that were threatening to fall.

He shrugged. "I'm gonna help. But I want you to stay in camp. I don' want you wonderin' off by yourself. I know that look, I've had it plenty o' times. And I know that you do whatever your thinkin' about doin', it'll make things worse, not better. We need you, so don't do anythin' stupid while I'm gone."

I looked away, feeling guilty that it was easy for him to read me like that. I'm not saying I was contemplating suicide, but the fact that he at least read that I wondered if it would be easier if I was gone, was enough to shut down any thoughts...

"I need you to promise me. I need you to stay with Glenn, or Carl, or Maggie... or someone. Don' be by yourself, and don' go near the barn." he crouched down in front of me again. "You promise?" I nodded, a tear slipping. He leaned forward and pressed a kiss against my lips, easing some of the guilt and pain. "I'll be back soon." with that he left.

...

I sat with Carl under a tree while he read his comic and I brushed my hair. Since Daryl left I couldn't put the brush down. I'd brush my hair then sit for a while before I got worked up enough to be close to tears again and then start brushing again. Being with Carl helped. He knew me better than anyone in the world, and he knew when to keep quiet and when to distract me.

"Do you remember when we fought over the last cookie Gran made?" he asked, grinning over at me.

I laughed, my brush stopping half way through a stroke. "She made me my favourite lemon cookies, and you ate the last one. I didn't talk to you for a week."

He nodded. "And the only reason why you started talking to me was because you found out it was mum who gave me the cookie." I smiled at him, putting my arm over his shoulder in a half hug. "Do you think Gran's still out there?"

I sighed. "Honestly, no." Carl knew I tried to keep everything true when it came to talking to him. That way we never fought over stupid lies and stuff like that. "But I hope she did. There a part of me that wonders."

He nodded. "I hope so too." Shane walked past then, and Carl got up. "Shane, can I talk to you for a sec?"

Shane stopped what he was doing and turned to us, his eyes stopping on me a little longer then I'd like. Carl got up and took a few step towards him. "You okay?" Shane asked. As much as I feared the man, it warmed my heart to know he still cared for Carl.

"Yeah." Carl answered before taking a breath and going on. "I know you think Sophia's dead and that we should stop looking for her. But that's bullshit." I stood up and moved to my younger brother. I never liked hearing him speak like that.

But Shane spoke before I had the chance to tell him off. "Hey, man, watch your mouth."

Carl just went on like nothing happened. "We're gonna stay here until we find her."

Shane smiled, looking over at me. I could tell he was impressed with Carl and I got to admit, so was I. "You think that's what we should do?"

"It's what I know we should do." Carl stated.

Shane shrugged. "Then we stay. That means we got to do whatever we got to do to make that happen, hmm?" I knew what he meant, and I didn't like the sound of that one bit.

"Like help out with chores?" Carl asked.

"Mmm." Shane nodded, not saying what he really meant. He leaned forward and placed a hand on Carl's shoulder. "Like help out with the chores."

I didn't like that one bit. "Speaking of, why don't you go see if mum needs a hand." I nudged my brother.

Shane looked up at me. "Why don't you listen to your sister, huh? I'm sure she'll be there in a sec." Carl nodded and Shane stood. "Go on." once Carl was left and out of earshot he turned back to me. "You got a problem?"

"Don't do it."

He gave a short nod, grinning. "And what is it you think I'm gonna do?"

I took the step separating him, getting in his face. "You know what I'm talking about. I swear Shane, if you do anything to put me or my loved ones in danger I will kill you. Slowly. I will drug you- and don't think I can't, because we both know I know how to. And I will drag you far away from camp before leaving little cuts all over you so you bleed. But not enough to die. No I'll do it so all the walkers will smell you, and before you know it, they'll be nothing left of you."

His grin stayed in it's place as he kept looking at me, amused and not one bit scared. "I miss that fire of your's. I was beginning to wonder why I was so interested in you." his hand grabbed my elbow as he pulled me closer. I struggled against him but he wouldn't budge. "You know everything I do, I do for you." his hand released me and I took several steps back. "Just remember that."

I watched as he walked off, waiting for my heart to stop pounding before I could finally relax.

...

I sat on top of the RV with Glenn. Andrea was guarding the barn and Dale had walked off, so he was lift on guard duty. I had nothing to do so I thought I'd join him. We had been sitting in silence, both of us having too much on our minds to talk.

Something must have caught his attention because he handed me the gun before standing up. "Maggie."

I looked over and saw the farmer girl walking up the road with a basket full of vegetables. I shook my head and looked down knowing perfectly well what was going on between the two of them. Hey had been arguing for a couple of days now and I realised this morning that it was because Glenn had told us about the walkers.

Maggie hadn't spoken to any of us since we found out, and I'm not sure if that's because we won't approach her or she won't approach us. But either way it hurt me, adding to everything else. She had been a good friend so far, someone that I found myself getting to know. We acted like my friends and I did before everything turned upside down, and I seriously thought that maybe we could have a normal friendship.

But now things were different. I wasn't sure if I was allowed to talk to her, or if she could talk to me. I wanted her to get all her frustrations out on Glenn first, so I didn't lose a friend. I know that's selfish, but he was th one that broke the promise, and I didn't want her angry at me for something I didn't do.

Glenn climbed off the RV before following her, all the while she kept ignoring him. He caught up to her and I could see both of them talking, though she did not seem happy. She was yelling at him, rushing to get away. But he kept up, not giving up.

He grabbed her arm and started talking though I couldn't see his face to know what he was saying. But by watching Maggie I noticed she was listening. She wasn't just waiting for him to finish, or ignoring him. She was standing there listening to every word he was saying. And when he was finished she stayed quiet, not yelling back.

He turned away and walked off, not waiting for her to say anything else.

I watched in wonder, wanting to know if she would make the move he left open for her...

"Hey walker bait." she called and that's all it took. I knew then, that she had forgiven him. I guess there's hope for us humans yet. If we can forgive and love, then we sure as hell can survive.

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