Trixie was dragging bodies over to the burry line while Daryl put his pickaxe through their heads to make sure they didn't come back from the dead and the day was getting long. As Trixie found another walker's body she glanced over to Daryl, he had made sure she knew not to touch those, and when he noticed her glancing he walked over to her and looked down. He chewed on his thumb for a moment before she grabbed his hand and shook her head. He grinned to her for a second before glancing behind them and noticing T-Dog was standing near them.

"Hey T! Got another." T-Dog glanced over to Daryl and Trixie, sighing as he noticed the walker's body, then walked over and grabbed its legs. Daryl handed Trixie his pickaxe while he grabbed the upper body ad went to help T-Dog take it to the burn pile. Trixie frowned before she returned to the body line and glanced down to one of the girls she had been talking to not even a day ago near the water. She frowned, she would have never wished this upon her worst enemy, and as she raised the pickaxe she hesitated. She hadn't actually got anyone in their head before, just the walkers, and when she tried to bring the pickaxe down again she just couldn't. She dropped it to her side and wiped her forehead as she noticed Andrea still laying over her sister and thought about how bad it actually is for her if Trixie couldn't do this to a mere acquaintance.

"We got another!" Trixie glanced u, past Daryl, T-Dog and Glenn to see Shane bringing another walker out to the burn pile.

"It's getting so big. How many do you think passed us last night?"

"I'd say about twenty. Maybe more that we haven't found."

"You think there are more still out there?" Trixie watched as Lori held Carl close to her and then glanced over to see Sophia and Carol standing together before she looked back to Shane and noticed him looking down the road that lead to them.

"Maybe. We need to move. Soon." Shane turned on his heels and walked back away into the woods, trying to find the rest of their little group that got killed, and when Trixie leaned against the pickaxe on the ground she felt it being taken from her and turned to yell at whoever it was before Daryl put his arm around her waist and nodded to the bodies on the ground.

"Didn't do one?"

"Couldn't. I talked to her just the other day. I just….it didn't feel right." Daryl looked her over with a mixture of pain and sympathy before he shrugged and raised the pickaxe. Bringing it down on the girls head he made sure to hit her dead in her temple and only once before he brought the pickaxe back out and glanced to Trixie. She was holding herself now, glancing over the line of bodies as she scooted down it with Daryl while he got another girl and then a guy she had noticed. When they came to the fourth body he froze for a second, glancing straight to Trixie and seeing that she had frozen as well. Her eyes were wide and her mouth gaped open as she eyed the next body but when Daryl went to pick up the pickaxe Carol stood in front of him.

"I'll do it. He's my husband." Trixie glanced to Carol and then back to the body of Ed on the ground while Carol took the pickaxe and just stared at her husband's body. She glanced to Trixie before she turned back to her husband and picked up the pickaxe. As she let it hit his head she grunted and let out what sounded like a mix of laughter and crying. Trixie took a step back and found Daryl there, wrapping an arm around her as he watched Carol letting her anger out on Eds dead head. Trixie turned, buried her face into Daryl's chest, and listened as Carol hit Ed a few more times before she sighed and broke down. Taking the pickaxe back Daryl nodded to Carol before she touched Trixie arm and frowned to her.

"Are you alight?"

"I'm fine baby girl. Are you? I'm sorry I didn't know."

"It's fine. No one did really. I only told Daryl when we were hunting."

"Andrea knew."

"She figured when she helped me clean up that night. He overheard me and Shane talking about you. I was worried he'd hurt you."

"He was…but no more. He won't hurt anyone anymore." Carol hugged Trixie as she started to cry silently on her shoulder. Daryl nodded to the women before he moved on and finished off the line of bodies, T-Dog lifting the ones he had already done into the back of a truck nearby and getting them ready to go to the graves Jim dug already. When he had all of the bodies he turned to the women when Dale stopped him and glanced back to Andrea.

"I think it's time."

"Can't do anything till the crazy bitch moves."

"Daryl! She's mourning." Daryl glanced to Trixie with what looked like an apologetic look but before he could say much to her they turned to Andrea, hearing moaning and her crying get worse, and saw that Amy was coming back. Daryl drew hug crossbow he had on his back while Shane drew his gun but Andrea bet them all to it. She cried, apologized to her sister, told her she loved her and then shot her in the temple before anyone else could.

"Well, it's done now."

"I'll go talk to her." Trixie glanced to Carol as she walked over to Andrea and got her to let Dale cover Amy's body with one of the sheets they had. Daryl sighed before he gripped Trixie's arm and nudged her to get onto the truck with him and get away from there. She nodded and sat on the back, near someone's feet, while Daryl sat on the edge and tapped the side. T-Dog nodded and started to drive to the gravesite while they rode in the back and while bumping along the short drive Trixie watched the campsite getting a bit smaller before she realized that this was exactly what they needed to do. They needed to leave, to go and get away. There was too much death here now and they weren't safe anymore. It had been a long time there, a few weeks on the road, a few weeks here, it wasn't getting better. It was only getting worse. Trixie glanced to Daryl and saw him looking off in the distance before she shook and pulled her knees up to her chest.

"Daryl." He glanced back to her quickly as she watched him and he smiled.

"Yeah?"

"Are we going to stay here much longer?" Daryl frowned but didn't answer, he didn't know. When T-Dog stopped the truck he jumped down and walked over to Trixie on the tail gate before he gripped her shoulders and got her to look at him.

"I'm not sure, why?"

"I don't want to be here anymore." Daryl nodded, he knew what she wanted to do. She wanted to leave, to get away from the memory of everyone dying and he thought that going for better safety was a smart thing to being with. Nodding to Trixie again as he hugged her once he started to help T-Dog unload the bodies and drop them one by one into the graves Jim dug. Trixie couldn't be beside it as they dragged the fresh bleeding bodies out of the truck so she got up and walked over to where Shane was now, talking to Rick about Andrea and their future. She stood beside Shane, he glanced down to her and frowned when he saw how shook up she was, and when he put his arm around her shoulders she tensed but realized once she knew he was doing it for comfort.

"What are we going to do now then?" Trixie glanced to Rick as he watched Shane, he was glancing around as Lori and some of the other people started to show up.

"We leave."

"If we are leaving I'm going to say it again, I still think it's a mistake not burning these bodies. It's what we said we'd do right? Burn 'em all, wasn't that the idea?" Trixie looked over to Daryl, he was glaring at Shane as he dropped another body into the grave and narrowed his eyes in on Shanes arm around Trixies shoulders.

"At first Daryl yes."

"The Chinaman gets all emotional, says its not the thing to do, we just follow him along? These people need to know who the hell is in charge here, what the rules are."

"There are no rules. Not anymore." Trixie glanced to Rick and before Daryl could reply or before she had to intervene Lori spoke up, putting her hand on Ricks arm.

"Well that's a problem. We haven't had one minute to hold onto anything of our old selves. We need time to mourn and we need to bury our dead. Its what people do." Trixie glanced from Lori to Daryl and nodded as he grumbled and went back to the truck for the last body. Trixie followed, after making sure they knew he was alright just angry, and when she got to the truck T-Dog nodded to the side and got her to see that Daryl was near the trees now, watching everyone at the graves and frowning. She walked over to him and smiled a bit before he glanced down to her then over to Shane.

"They are right you know?"

"About needing time? We have all the time in the world, it ended if you didn't notice. We don't need to mourn Trixie we need to survive."

"But if we forget who we are, what happens then? I don't want to forget my past, or how I cant kill an innocent person. I don't want to try forget that I was once an insecure girl who had a horrible beginning only to become someone who can survive on their own if they need. I don't want to forget that in a time of killing, of walking dead, that I had friends….someone to talk to."

"Someone who hurt you? Raped you? Someone who once treated you like the scum on the bottom of their shoes and now want you to do them favors like it isn't nutin! Naw it cant be like that."

"Daryl things happen. As long as you have true friends and people who love you, it doesn't matter. Yeah Ed was an ass, yeah Lori can be a bitch, but even with those two idiots on my case I have Andrea, Dale, Glenn, T-dog, Rick and even Shane watching out for me. You. Merle too when he was here. Yall made up for the bad. If I forget the bad things, I wont remember the good that yall did for me. Its only right we try to stay human and not turn into savages. I know you want to protect us, and yeah burning them would be a great preventive from them coming back, but we killed their brains, it wont be bad to bury them. Just let them mourn Daryl. We need to as well." Daryl glared to her before he shook his head nad growled.

"No! No he aint dead! He got away and he will find us!" Daryl started to walk away before Trixie grabbed his arm and shook her head.

"Not Merle. I know that stubborn ass is still out there, Im talking about Amy. She was a friend of mine, or staring to become a friend of mine, and she sort of liked you and Merle. She was kind to us after the fight, she actually began to understand me and when she found out about me….liking….you….she was the one to talk to me about what to do. Shes dead now Daryl. I don't have that little sister to go talk to and you don't have the girl that watches over me while your gone. ISnt that something your going to miss?" Daryl glanced to Trixie before they heard someone coming through the woods and turned to see Andrea carrying Amy's body with Dale. She walked over to one of th graves and as she tried to get her in she tripped backwards and fell in herself. Dale went to help but Andra screamed at him.

"I got her! I can do it. I can do it! I can do it." She was crying again and when Trixie went to go and try to hep her Daryl gripped her arm this time and shook his head.

"You said it. Let her mourn." Trixie frowned before she turned back to watch Andrea putting her sister fully in the grave and looking around to the others. When she nodded Dale handed her a shovel and frowned himself as they started to cover Amys body with dirt. Trixie couldnt take it, not anymore, she had enough and was tired of the sad faces and the downed atmosphere.

"Daryl lets go." He glanced down to her before shaking his head nad walking with her back to the camp. When they got to their tent Daryl went inside and found Merles stuff, some he grabbed and put in his bag, others he left. He wasn't going to pack much and as he tore the tent down to put it up he noticed Trixie putting somethings in her backpack as she silently cried. He felt bad, he didn't know what to do but he knew he felt bad, and when he walked over to her and grabbed her she broke down. He held her, just held her, as she cried into his chest and shook. This was it, he was leaving whether the others did or not and he was taking her with him. He was sure hed met up with his brother later but right now he wasn't going to make her stay around this place for any longer.