(I promise this story will not go unfinished! Lol There will be just a few periods of time where I'll be extremely busy and won't have time. HOWEVER, I think about this fan fiction all the time. It's the only one I am writing for the purpose of finishing it. Plus, I have some plans brewing. :D )

I was awoken to a gasp, "It's beautiful." I could hear the smile in her voice. I smiled as I got up feeling groggy from lack of sleep. Shane and Isaac were no longer in the tent; they must've taken off together because Lily is usually the early bird between the two kids.

"Look at what the tooth fairy got me aunty Peyton! Isn't it pretty?"

"It's gorgeous!" I replied, "Let me put it on." She handed it to me and turned around, I clasped it on and as soon as I was done she had ran out of the tent with a huge grin on her face. She showed everyone and as I got out I could tell it was hard for anyone to work up a smile, they all stood around in a group. It was obvious who they we were talking about.

"Are we keeping him here?" I asked sounding impatient.

"We'll know soon enough." Rick replied as Daryl had just joined in. His knuckles were bruised and covered in blood. I glanced down at Lily whose eyes were affixed on the necklace still.

"He was of a group of thirty, heavy artillery. If they roll through here they aren't looking to make friends, they come here boys are dead and women will wish they were dead." He said.

"What are we going to do?" Lori asked.

"He's a threat." Rick replied, "We eliminate the threat."

"We're going to kill him?" Lily asked.

"Lily go get dressed for the day." I told her. She nodded and took off.

"So that's it? You're just going to kill him."

"We do what we have to, to keep the group safe." I replied.

Dale looked at me in disgust and I held his gaze sternly.

"It's settled we'll do it today." Rick replied, "Everyone stay away from him right now." He began to walk away. Dale followed him and I rolled my eyes, please don't let Dale change his mind, I thought as I glanced up at Shane.

"Looks like everything is going to be okay," I said when just about everyone had gone to start their day. It was like a huge burden was taken off my chest and I knew it was horrible to feel that way because at the end of the day someone was losing their life.

"He isn't dead yet…" He replied, "But looks like it."

"Do you think Dale…"

"Nah, just about everyone here agrees that he's dangerous."

I nodded. If Rick wasn't going to do it then I was going to do it, it was as final as that for me. I wasn't going to sit and ponder the thought anymore, I was at my wits end with the whole thing and I had a feeling that everyone else was too. I hated the idea of not listening to Rick, the whole group put their trust in him, but I was going to do what I had to do.

Later that day Dale approached me, I think he picked up that I wasn't interested in his speech to let Randal live, but he was going to give it a go anyways and sat down beside me.

"Peyton, I'd like to believe that you're a good person."

"Dale," I huffed.

"And Shane has maybe clouded your judgment so just hear me out for a minute, "Before I could even say anything he had begun, "You cannot possibly want someone dead without giving him a chance…You and your group were given a chance to prove yourselves, why can't he? And is this what you really want to be teaching Isaac and Lily?"

I paused not sure how I wanted to reply to that, I was a bit stumped, "Well first off his group proved themselves to be dangerous before he had even stepped foot on the farm, our way was a little more…graceful, I guess. We didn't try killing any of you. Second, Isaac and lily will learn to have to make these same decisions because it's not like how it used to be, we don't have jail to throw all the bad guys in now Dale and we can't take the risk because it'll cost us our own life. It's a cruel world out there now…" I frowned and so did he.

"Due to certain personal circumstances you do not have my vote Dale, I'm sorry."

He stood up and nodded in defeat.

"This was my decision, my judgment was never clouded." I added.

Isaac came running up to me as Dale was leaving, he looked a little startled.

"Hey buddy, where have you been? What's wrong?"

"Nothing," He replied quickly.

I stared at him for a moment, "If there is you'd tell me right?"

"Yeah," He replied, "Have you seen Lily?"

"She's upstairs visiting Beth, but leave them be Hershel doesn't want tons of people in and out of there."

He nodded and sat down next to me, "Is my dad alive?"

My brows knitted together and my mouth popped open, "I—"

"I talked to Randal, he said you saw my dad, he said he saw you talking to him."

"You talked to Randal! Isaac!"

"Is my dad coming to get me and Lily?"

"No." I replied quickly, "I won't let it happen."

"My dad one of the bad ones, isn't he? Randal said he isn't…" I frowned; he probably didn't remember much from his father. It's been at least two or three years since he'd seen him and he'd never really knew the whole back story, just what he had seen, the booze, drugs and abuse to their mom who was a drug abuser herself. How was I supposed to tell a seven year old that though? I was so pissed off I could've flew to the barn and killed Randal point blank.

"You shouldn't of talked to him and you know that Isaac!"

His blue eyes hit the ground and his brows furrowed. Shane walked over to us and instantly picked up that something was wrong. "What's going on?"

"Isaac, go sit on the porch until I say you can get up." I said sternly as I got up. He did as he was told.

"He had gone into the barn and had a lovely chat about his father, I hope that they kill him tonight because I don't think I can wait another night Shane I seriously don't."

"I should've known I saw Carl in there earlier, Isaac follows his every step."

I was pacing now, fuming. Randal tried manipulating Isaac, tried gaining his trust.

"We're having a meeting in the house now about it; you think you can cool down?"

"Yeah," I muttered and started toward the house.

Everyone went back and forth for a while. Carol had said she wanted no part of it and Dale was getting a bit out of control, especially when he found out that Glenn didn't want any part in it either. I stood there gnawing on my lip which seemed to be better than tapping my foot, time wasn't going fast enough. I leaned a little against Shane who was keeping oddly quiet. Andrea glanced at us from the corner of her eye and then moments later sided with Dale. We went through the different options, which made me a bit nervous. But most options didn't seem realistic, and it didn't matter who sided with him at that point, the majority ruled and Randal would be dead by the end of the night.

That night I watched as they went into the barn. I somewhat wanted to go but Shane told me it would be better if I stayed. Lily sat on my lap half asleep with her teddy in her arms. When they Rick had come back up and I had heard no gun shot I stood up.

"We're going to keep him captive." He told us.

"I'll go tell Dale."

Moments later we hear Andrea scream. Lori demands both Lily and Carl to get in the house and lock the door. Everyone had run for where Andrea and Dale were screaming. I had run with them worried that it was Isaac they were screaming about. When we had reached Dale it was the most gruesome thing I had ever seen and I was legit sick to my stomach. I grabbed a hold of Shane who was a few steps back a looking away from Dale's mutilated body. His intestines were pouring out as he clung onto life. Hershel shook his head indicating that there was no helping him and that's when I really began tearing up. Rick pointed his gun at Dale; I turned my head into Shane's shoulder and waited for the gun shot to go off. All I kept thinking was the last time I had spoken to Dale, it wasn't as good as it could've been. The gun went off and I cringed a moment. It was over. Dale was gone. All I could hear is the heavy sobs of Andrea and the silent ones from the others. Until another gunshot silences us. Isaac.