I slipped on my grey skinny jeans with my black belt, and laced up my new converse. I looked for a t-shirt in my backpack only to find one of my sleeveless black hoodies. Shit! I looked in the mirror at my arm. If you couldn't tell what it said before with all the blood and dirt on it, you could now. The Merle and Daryl brand could be seen from a mile away. Why couldn't he have branded me with something stupid like Mark, or some shit.

I sighed and slipped on the hoodie anyway. They basically know, why does me being a Dixon have to be a secret anyway? I picked up my watch from the counter and checked the time; 11:27. I took about a fifteen minute shower. I can still join in the conversation downstairs about Randal.

I grabbed my backpack and unlocked the door. "Shit." I whispered as Titus perked his head up. "Titus ya scared the piss outta me." He waged his tail and stood up. He nudged me with his head and I rubbed behind his ears.

Walking downstairs I heard part of the heated argument about why Randal was here. Titus' feet were padding on the hard wood floor so I only caught every other word. I entered the dining room and everyone in Ricks group looked over at me. Yeah never mind on joining the conversation. Hershel looked over at me and smiled.

"You feel better?" I nodded. Setting my hand on Titus' head. I smirk at the old man and walked over to the door.

"He knows where we are. We're just going to let him go?" Shane snapped. As I pasted dad standing beside the door, I rolled my eyes. Dad smirked then grabbed my shoulder, pulling me back in the house.

"If I hav' ta listen ta these dumbasses, so do ya." He whispered beside my ear. I chuckled, which got a nice glare from Shane. It took every muscle in my body not to flip him off.

"He was blindfolded the whole way here. He's not a threat." Rick stated firmly, catching Shane's attention. It's true I came up with that idea. He's not a threat.

"How many of them were there? You killed three of there men. You took one of them hostage but they just ain't gonna come looking for him?"

"They left him for dead! No one is looking." Rick stated. So this isn't about the kid, this is I'm the leader you're not.

"He's out cold right now. Will be for hours." Hershel said wiping the blood off his hands.

"You know I'm going to get him some flowers and candy." Shane said walking around the room to leave. I rolled my eyes. Again, what a dick. "Look at this folks. We're back in fantasy land."

"We haven't even dealt with what you did at my barn yet. Let me make this perfectly clear once and for all, this is my farm. Now I wanted you gone Rick talked me out of it. That doesn't mean I have to like it. So do us both a favor. Keep your mouth shut." Hershel stated in the same tone Rick was using. I smirked at Hershel then walked out the door beside dad. Dad not far behind me.

"So wha' are they gonna do?" I asked dad as he fell in step with me.

"Wait a week. Rick an Shane are gonna drive him off the farm. Leave 'im there with some of our food an water."

I chuckled. "Tha's probably the dumbest idea I've ever heard." I looked over at my camp to see all my group members doing their chores for the day. All but Anthony, I looked around but still couldn't see him. I stopped walking and dad gave me a quizzical look.

"Wha'?"

"Nothin'." I snapped at him. A scowl spread across his face. "Sorry."

"Whatever." He began to walk off but I grabbed the sleeve of his blue jacket. I pulled him back just enough so he wouldn't walk away.

"Now ya know I didn't mean tha' so quit actin' lik' tha'. Will ya help me move ma shit?" He nodded.

We began to pack up the things in my tent. C.C., Courtney and Madison kept glancing over at me with concern. Dad had two backpacks and I had one. I looked over at dad and nodded, silently telling him it was fine. He grabbed my backpack strap and pulled it off my shoulder. He glanced toward my group, telling me to fix things. I rolled my eyes. Dad smirked then turned and walked back to his camp. I sighed then turned toward my group.

"You're moving in with him now?" Corbin asked standing in front of everyone.

"He's ma dad Corb. Wha' would ya do if it was yer mom?" I put my hands in the little pockets I had in these skinny jeans.

"You know what I would do." He mumbled.

"Same as me I bet."

"So what?" Madison spoke up, "You give up on everyone here. What about the rules? The rules you created. The rules we followed before this group."

"That all shit to you now?" Hailey huffed.

"I don't know if I can protect ya anymore." I shrugged. "I don't. Yer all branded with ma name because of me. An because of me Alex is dead." I mumbled the last sentence so hopefully no one heard. Everyone glanced around at each other then C.C. looked back at me with a sad smile.

"Anna what happened to Alex, that wasn't your fault."

"Nor was it your fault when we were branded with your last name." Trapper said.

"To be honest I'm proud to have the Dixon name on me." Amy smiled.

"You protect us. Sometimes your methods are a little bit crazy..." Madison said.

"Sometimes you're a little crazy." Corbin mumbled.

I chuckled. "Man fuck ya." I said flipping him off. Everyone laughed and Corbin shook his head. "Are we done with this sentimental shit." I asked playfully glaring at all my friends.

"Yes Anna. We're done." Trapper said. Everyone smiled and I rolled my eyes at how much of little girls they all were. I looked over at Courtney.

"How are we on supplies?" I asked, "We haven't done a supply run since we got 'ere."

"Actually we are good on supplies. Rick's group has spot us some food and the creek provides us water. The only thing we actually need is gas for the cars. Mostly yours, it eats gas."

"I'll make a run. Which car has the most?" She pointed toward Corbin's jeep. "Alright. I'll take Hailey, Madison, Tia, and C.C."

Hailey started running towards the jeep. "Shotgun!" She yelled over her shoulder. C.C. and Tia looked at each other then ran after her. Madison looked over at Corbin and glared when she saw the look of disbelief on his face. She scoffed and ran after her three friends.

"What?" Corbin screamed, "Them? You want to take them with you instead of the scavenging team? What the fuck are you thinking? Do you have a death wish?"

"Maybe I was thinkin' tha' I didn't want a drug addict controllin' whether I live or die. Trap can barely walk without limpin'. Ya know wha'... I can do whatever I want anyway. Ma group. Ma say. Give ma yer car keys."

Corbin shook his head and fished for them in his pocket. He groaned and handed me the keys. "You put a scratch in her, you're dead." I chuckled and grabbed the keys gratefully from him.

I started walking slowly toward the jeep, spinning the keys around my finger. I laughed when I saw Hailey pulling on the handle repeatedly. My laughter died down when I looked over at my dad's camp. Do I have to ask him? He's my dad right? Maybe I shoulder just tell him I'm leaving.

I unlocked the jeep and Hailey about fell over when she jerked open the door. Everyone jumped in and I got in the drivers side. I about put the key in the ignition, then I froze.

"What is it?" Madison asked from behind me. I looked over my shoulder and smiled widely at my friends.

"Las' time I drove this jeep..." I laughed and gripped the steering wheel. "Me an Corb got pulled over fer speedin'. Corbin was high as fuck. We both got one amazin' ride in the cop car. And dad yelled at me when I got home. Haven't drove this jeep since." I started the jeep and began the drive toward dad's small camp. Hailey looked over at me. "Look I got ta tell ma dad I'm goin' out 'gain. I jus' got him back, I want ta make sure it stays tha' way."

The drive to dad's camp was silent, mostly because I don't think they knew what to say. Everyone knows how much Daryl means to me. How both Dixen's mean to me really. They're all the family I have left.

I stopped the jeep right in front of his camp. He looked up from carving arrows only to see it was me. I hopped out and walked the little distance to where he was. He looked at the jeep and smirked.

"I know. I know. Promise we ain't gonna git pulled over this time." He stood up and gave me the 'what the fuck' look. "Goin' on a run fer gas."

"Ya jus' got back."

"It's an easy run. There and back." I shrugged.

"Goin' ta git Hershel was an easy run."

I rolled my eyes. At least he's trying. "I ain't got time ta argue. It's an easy run. I'll be back later. I jus' came ta tell ya, not ask ya." He narrowed his eyes and I sighed. I really didn't want to have another fight with him. I didn't want him to be mad at me anymore.

He scoffed, grabbed his crossbow, and retreated back into the woods. I never understood why he does that. Sad part is, I do that too. I walked over to the tent and grabbed my crossbow and new bolts. I hopped back into the truck and past back my crossbow to C.C.

"What did he say?" He questioned as he grabbed the crossbow from me. I shrugged and turned back around to start the jeep. I began to drive off Hershel's farm.

"He's jus' bein' a dick." I sighed. We fell back into a comfortable silence. We've all been friends for years, they almost understand my Dixon behavior.

Hailey opened up the glove compartment and pulled out her old iPod. She smiled while grabbing her charger and plugging it in. She hooked it up with the stereo and started to play shitty music. When I say shitty music I mean we all hated it but we listened to it anyway.

Hailey started to mumbled the lyrics in a high pitch voice. We all laughed and joined in. I missed these car rides with my friends.

I set the last gas can into the back of the jeep and walked back over to the small circle of people. Tia found a couple packs of cigarettes in a dead man's pocket. It was her brand which is fucking amazing in an of itself. I had a pack in my pocket that wasn't even for me.

C.C. handed me his cigarette and I gladly accepted. I hate the fact that I picked up on one of the Dixon's stereotypes. I picked up on more than one which pissed me off even more.

I threw the butt of the cigarette on the ground and stomped it out. Everyone followed in suit. "Isn't there a Rural King around here?"

"Yeah!" Hailey stated, "It's just down the road. We use to get our hunting supplies there. I bought a cock there once for Mel."

"Please tell me you bought Mel a chicken." Madison whispered.

"I bought her a chicken there too." She stated simply. We all looked at each other and started to laugh. After our laughter died down she looked over at me with excitement. "Can we go raid Rural King?"

"We ain't even sure if anythin's there. It could already be cleaned out." I stated simply as I light another cigarette.

"Last time we drove by it was boarded up as a safe house. If we simply drive by-"

"An waist gas?"

"Come on Anna. Some of our stuff has gone missing. We need new supplies." C.C. begged.

"How come Courtney didn't tell me 'bout this?"

"Because it's just small things. Like people's stash, or cigarettes. I'm missing a couple painkillers but she didn't want you to worry about the small stuff. You have enough on your plate as it is without putting stealing on it." Tia stated. "Please."

I tossed C.C. the keys. "I ain't drivin'."

We were about half way to Rural King. I hate sitting in the back but I hate driving even more. Hailey was sitting beside me pouting because Tia called shotgun.

"Can't believe you stole my seat." Hailey rolled her eyes at Tia. I chuckled at her childlike behavior. She rolled down the window. "Hello!" She screamed in a high pitch voice at a passing roamer.

"Quit." I leaned over and pushed the button to roll the window up.

We sat in comfortable silence. Hailey looked out the window then turned to me with a devilish grin. I raised my eyebrow and she punched me in the arm. "Pacman." Madison scooted back in her seat away from the two of us.

"Bitch!" I screamed and held my arm. The pain from my gunshot wound jolted from my shoulder blade down to my finger tips. "Fuck ya." I turned my head to look out the window. I smirked when I saw a yellow car tipped over on the side of the road. I turned around and punched Hailey's arm as hard as she hit me. "Pacman bitch!"

"Fuck!" She cradled her arm in pain as I did mine. C.C. looked through the rear view mirror.

"Would you two shut the fuck up!" He screamed slamming his hands on the steering wheel.

"Fuck you!" Me and Hailey screamed back at him. We turned our heads and saw another yellow car in the Rural King parking lot. "Pacman!" We both declared as we punched each other's arm.

Everyone laughed then C.C. stopped the car. I opened the door to see Rural King still in one piece. I grabbed my crossbow from the back and loaded a new bolt in it. Madison and Tia grabbed their bow and arrows from the back and began to load it. While Hailey grabbed her crossbow and her longsword. I laughed when I saw C.C. try to load his. Even with all the upper arm training he still couldn't pull the string back. I walked up to him and grabbed his bow.

"Allow me princess." I smiled and loaded it with ease. I handed it back to him and he glared playfully.

"Asshole." I smirked and a smile spread across his face.

I walked up to the building to see all the windows and the front door boarded up from the outside. I tilted my head, why would it be boarded up? Someone has to be living here. I looked behind me to see everyone silently asking the same question.

Once we reached the front door I saw a crack in the plywood. I cautiously wrapped my hand around it and pulled hard enough to chip it away. I took a step forward and looked through the hole only to see darkness through it. Pitch fucking black.

"What do you see?" Tia asked me as I turned around slowly to look at the small group.

"Nothin'." I scoffed.

"What the hell do you mean nothing?" Hailey asked dropping her bow.

"I mean it's pitch fuckin' black inside. Couldn't see nothin'."

"Should we go in?" C.C. asked.

I took the butt end of my crossbow and smashed it against the plywood door. "Jus' give it a minute." I leaned my back against the wall beside the door. "Hey C.C. meant ta ask, wha' happened with ya an tha' bitch. Wha' was 'er name... Cecilia."

"She wanted all this..." He said pointing all over his body. "But she couldn't get it through her thick skull that I liked penis."

I chuckled then the familiar sound of a walker growl filled my ears. I hushed everyone and looked through the hole my crossbow made. I saw one walker and crouched down to shot it in the head. I was about to pull the trigger when more of them came out from behind the shelves.

"Git back ta the jeep." I stated simply not moving from my crouched position.

"What!" Hailey screamed.

"Shut up and git back ta the jeep." I stated harshly. C.C. looked through the hole and mumbled an 'omg' under his breath. I rolled my eyes, faggot. "Hand me the keys. I'll drive."

C.C. tossed me the keys and I caught them effortlessly, running back to the jeep. My group followed in suit. I couldn't help but laugh when Tia tried to take the front seat and Hailey pushed her out of the way. Everyone hopped in the car and I drove back to camp. I stopped a little past half way there.

"Were a couple miles away from Rural King. 'Bout half way back ta camp." I turned the key and shut off the ignition.

"Then what the hell are you doing? Drive. I'm not sleeping in some dickheads jeep." Madison scoffed and I rolled my eyes. I understand her and Corbin don't get along but damn.

"Ain't no good driven in the dark. Ya know the rules. We set up camp, make it back in the mornin'. All we can do now is wait. Who's takin' first watch?" Everyone groaned and mumbled under their breaths. "Fine."

I opened the door, grabbing my crossbow and slamming it after me. Guess I'll take first watch then. I loaded crossbow and hopped up on the hood of the jeep.

I heard the crickets chirp out in the distance. I took in a dead breath and let it out slowly. I finally get to enjoy a little piece and quiet for the first time. Other than the time on Hershel's farm before we left. This supply run was a waste of time and it kept me another day from my father. After point less searching, I found him and all we've done is fight. I think I'm done.