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After Lucy and Daryl left the training room, both decided to head off into two different places for a moment. Daryl, still reeling slightly from his little session with Lucy, walked towards the infirmary. Matt had told them as they got back to the middle of the mill that Emily had taken Lily to the infirmary to calm down. Lucy told him that she was going to talk to Quinn and the rest about what they were going to do with Carol. To be honest, he had wanted to go with Lucy to see what was happening, but the Lily thing was still nagging on him.

When he looked inside the small infirmary, he saw Lily leaning up in her bed, her knees against her chest, her small arms wrapped around them. Her head lied on top of her knees, and her eyes were trained to the wall. Some tubes were hooked up to her, some sort of liquid feeding into her system. That's when he sees the cuts on her arms. They were fresh, as he could see the stitches that had just been put in.

Had she tried to kill herself?

He knocks on the wall for some reason, maybe not wanting to scare the girl, knowing she had already been through enough in the past twenty four hours. She jumps slightly, turning her head to see who was looking for her, and lets a soft sight of relief escape her when she sees him.

"You were with Emily," she softly says. "You helped her bring me back." Daryl nods slightly and comes into the room, looking at the little girl with a mixture of pity and sorrow.

"Yeah, I did. She's happy yer okay." Lily tilts her head.

"You sound like a cowboy." He lets out a mixture of laugh and a snort. In all his years, he had never heard anyone say he sounded like a cowboy. Of course the little girl would be the first to say that. "Like the one in 'Night at the Museum.'"

"Pretty sure that's the first I've heard that." She looks back down at the sheets.

"Is she gone?" He knew she was asking about Carol. He sits down next to her on the bed, his legs hanging off the edge.

"They're talking about her right now. Even then, she won't come near ya. Wouldn't let her anyway." Lily looks up and smiles at him, her green eyes lighting up ever in the slightest.

"I'm Lily," she states cutely. He chuckles at her persistence.

"Daryl." She tilts her head.

"Daryl?" she questions, trying the name out. He nods. "That's a cool name." He chuckles at this, shaking his head slightly.

"Yer the first to say it." She shrugs slightly.

"I don't think I am." She unwraps her arms from around her legs and leans up against the headboard. "Am I gonna be safe now?" He nods.

"Trust me, aint no one gonna get to ya." Lily nods slightly, looking down at the bandage that was on her wrist, which was allowing a few of her stitches to be shown. He takes her wrist gently and examines the wound of what he could see. There was blood that stained the bandage, and the few stitches he could see, but that was about the gist that he could examine. "How'd this happen?" he asks softly.

"I lost it," she mumbles. "All the memories...and the people...and all the touching." He sees she was starting to tremble again, her shoulders beginning to shake. To stop another freakout from happening, he thinks fast and grabs her shoulders, causing her to snap her head up and stare at him.

"Don't need ya freaking out again." She nods slowly and takes a deep breath, letting it out as long as possible, before shaking her head to wake herself up. "You're fine, Lily. Aint no one gonna hurt ya. Gotta calm down." She nods again, still shaking her head slightly to make the panic go away. She looks up again and her brow furrows slightly. Lifting her small hand, she gently brushes some of his brow hair away from his face, some of which was sticking to his head due to the sweat.

"Why are you so sweaty?" He quirks an eyebrow at the question, but slowly feels his cheeks begin to redden. It wasn't because it was so hot outside, that's for sure. All that sweat was thanks to Lucy.

"Been workin' all day," he mutters. Well, it was partially true. She nods.

"You need a haircut." He snorts.

"I do, do I?" he responds. "What about yer hair, huh? Got all this blonde hair in front of ya. Gonna stop ya from seein' all those walkers."

"Walkers?" she asks.

"What we call those things outside." She nods in understanding.

"Well...I like my hair. I'm not cutting it." He chuckles at the statement slightly. Typical little girl.

"Ya sure about that?" She nods rapidly. "Better tie it up then. Don't need those walkers coming to get ya." She nods again and looks around for a hairband, settling on one as she found it in the beside table. She ties her hair up quickly but due to the amount a few pieces fall out. She frowns and blows them away, but they kept coming back. Daryl chuckles slightly at the young girl trying to fix her hair, but a sudden angry thought comes over him.

Who would want to hurt this girl? What kind of monsters would do what they did to her? And then in that moment, for the first time in a while, he actually felt his chest tighten at this. Even if the girl was laughing now, was trying to fix her hair and act all cute, she wasn't innocent. Not anymore. And this scarred her for life. It wasn't going to go away.

And that made him even angrier.

"Lily, I gotta ask ya a quick question." She gives up on her hair and looks up at him, a few pieces still lying on the side of her face.

"Yes?"

"Don't freak out, okay?" She nods, bringing her knees into indian style, crossing one over the other. "What did the people look like...the ones who hurt ya?" She instantly looks down at the bed sheets, closing her eyes. Something was coming over her. He yet again places his hand on her shoulder to calm her down and she takes a deep breath. Glancing back up, she begins to talk.

"There were three of them." Three men did that to her?! "And one woman...that woman from before. One of the men was young, with black hair and green eyes, but he was also being tortured. He was forced to watch. He wanted to help but he couldn't, and before I got out they...they knocked him out. I don't know if he's alive or not."

At least there was still one good person left in the world.

"Ya remember his name?"

"...Henry. His name was Henry. He...he actually did try...he snuck up on one of the men and banged him on the head with a piece of wood...but it wasn't hard enough. The guy shot him." Daryl nods. He made a mental note in his head that when he did eventually get to Terminus and kill these fuckers, he would find out if this kid was alive.

"Okay...what were the other two men?" She gulps a bit and continues.

"One was really tall...and one of his ears was chipped off. Someone had torn a bit off. The other...the other," she mumbles. shaking her head, trying to stop the tears from coming. "He...he was really mean looking. One of his eyes was dark brown and the other was dark green, and he had a scraggly beard and messy hair. He was really...skinny, but he still had enough to strength to...well, I don't wanna-"

"It's fine Lily. Ya don't gotta get into it," he states softly. she nods, still staring down at the bed.

"I want them dead." That made him stop in his tracks. That felt wrong to hear a little girl say. Even Sam had never said that before. But she actually seemed really serious about the matter. She wanted them gone. He places his hand back on her shoulder and she looks up, this time with tears streaming down her face. He wipes one that was making its way down her cheek.

"No need to cry. Yer safe." She nods. "And they'll be gone. Ya can count on that." A smile comes across her face. A sudden bark from the entrance on the infirmary causes both their heads to turn to the door. Hunter ran in, his tongue flapping in the wind, panting and spit flying off. Lily's eyes light up.

"Doggy!" she exclaims, jumping from her spot and moving her legs so that they hung off the side of the bed. Hunter rushes towards her and jumps.

"Lily, no-" Daryl tries to say, attempting to move the girl out of the way of the dog, but as soon as Hunter begins to lick her face and a laugh escapes-an actual laugh-he steps off. Lily was smiling and petting the dogs fur, Hunter graciously licking her face as she did.

"You're a good doggy, aren't you? You're so cute and fluffy. You couldn't harm a fly!" she gushes to the animal. Daryl chuckles.

"Ya would be surprised how badass this dog is." She looks up and smiles.

"What's his name?"

"Hunter." Her smiles increases.

"Does he 'hunt'?" He rolls his eyes.

"Wasn't my idea, kid." She giggles and turns back to the dog, scratching him behind his ear. His tail wags as she does it. "But he does hunt. Think he likes you."

"He does, does he? Well, I like him too." Hunter licks her face again and she snickers. "Emily and I took care of a puppy when it's foot was hurt. After it was healed we gave him to a family who really wanted a dog. I always wanted to keep the puppy, though. I always wanted a puppy, but Emily said 'No. We don't know how to keep one going, only how to help it.' I wish she had said yes."

"Yer sister decided whether ya got to keep it or not?" He found that hard to believe. "What about yer parents before all this?" Her brow furrows. She turns to him.

"What parents?" she asks. A confused expression comes over his face.

"Yer...parents? Ya know, mom and dad?"

"I never had any." His brow rises. "Emily isn't my biological sister. She's my foster home sister. When I was born, my parents dropped me off at this old foster home on the edge of the Bronx, near Manhattan. Guess they just didn't want me. Emily had grown up for five years in that place before I came. Out of all the children there who were being looked after, Emily was the only person who ever really claimed the big sister title."

That's why Emily never mentioned her parents, and why she had said 'Gone' that day they found her. She never had any to begin with.

"...really?" he asks. She nods.

"Yeah. The foster people weren't that amazing either. I mean, they did the typical 'parent' stuff, but other than that they never really showed they cared. We never had a real Christmas, or I never got to go to zoo...I don't think I ever got ice cream. I remember I always wanted to taste chocolate, and look at the lions and the elephants...instead I stayed home with Emily and we watched TV...like always. It was boring."

Hunter jumps up on the bed and curls next to her, laying his head on her lap. She smiles.

"Does Emily like Hunter?" Daryl shrugs, still trying to let the information he just got process through his brain.

"Yeah...I think she does. Don't push him away." Lily nods slightly.

"She told me she wanted a german shepherd a long time ago, but she couldn't get one. The dog we took care of was a baby labrador." He nods. He still couldn't get the fact out of his head that those two were orphans, that no one wanted them. Emily might be a bit rough around the edges, but she was an overall nice girl. Lily just seemed broken and confused, but either way she still had a small smile on her face.

People were assholes.

Suddenly, Lily began to cough violently and Daryl's face turns to concern. She covered her mouth with her hands and lets it happen. When she's done she swallows a bit and looks up, letting her hand fall to the side.

"What was tha'?" he asks, looking at her hand. There wasn't any blood on it, but it still perked his interest. She chuckles slightly, still recovering from her fit.

"It's normal. I have a small disease called Smaltza Pocksos. It isn't deadly, but every once in a while I get the flu and it kicks my ass." He smirks a bit at the language escaping from the nine year olds mouth but still listen intently. "It's nothing terrible, just something I gotta live with."

Daryl's brow furrows. That was something new.

"Can ya take medicine for it?" he asks. She shrugs.

"Yeah, simple cold medicine helps, but I highly doubt there's any in here. I never really had any in the first place." She places her hand on top of Hunter again and pets his fur lightly, causing his tail to wag again.

"We're headin' out on a run soon," he says, remembering what they had been talkin' about before the whole fiasco. "Could probably pick some stuff up, help ya feel a bit better." Her eyes widen and she looks up, disbelief on her face.

"Really?" she squeaks out. His brow furrows. Was she getting choked up about getting medicine? He shrugs.

"Might as well. Runnin' out of shit anyway." She suddenly moves Hunter form her lap slightly so she could move and wraps her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. He freezes in his spot. He didn't know how to deal with this. He awkwardly places an arm around her, letting it rest at the base of her shoulder.

"Thank you," she speaks softly. "For saving me and this. You're amazing." He feels his cheeks heat up at the statement. This kid had no idea who he was or what he had done in order to survive.

"Wouldn't say that kid." She pulls back and smiles.

"No, you are. I bet your family loves you." His brow quirks.

"Family? Ya mean the group?" He had to say that even if they were his family now. She shakes her head.

"Not just the group. Your wife and daughter." His eyes widen. Jesus she was like Emily.

"She...she aint my wife...and Sam's not mine." She pouts.

"Well, you two look like you're married. I think you should ask her. And she doesn't have to be blood for you to be her daddy. I learned that from the foster homes." Daryl sighs. This kid didn't hold anything back. For once in his life, he actually asked for advice from a nine year old, something he would probably never do again.

"Ya think I should?" he mumbles to her just in case someone might be outside. She nods.

"She'll say yes." That was the most blunt answer he ever heard. He never even thought about marriage before all this, but now with Lucy he was thinking all sorts of things he never thought he would. He stands up from the bed and looks at Hunter. He seemed perfectly comfortable there.

"Aint even gonna try to move him. Ya stay in that bed, ya hear? Gotta regain yer strength." She smiles and nods.

"I won't move." He nods and stands up, heading towards the door. "Daryl?" He stops and nods his head, telling her to go on. "Stay safe on the run. I don't want you dead."

"I'll be fine. No need to worry." The fact that Lily cared already made him happy and terrified at the same time. Looks like kids held no judgements against people like him.

He leaves the infirmary and heads down the hall to the direction where Lucy had taken off. As he walked down he noticed that someone was banging against the door of one of the offices. Through the window, he could see that it was Carol, and she was using her full body. Her hands were tied up so she couldn't reach for the handle, even though he knew it was locked.

Instead of opening it, he walks quicker down the hall to get to where they were discussing what to do. Even with everything that Carol had done and said in the past months, there was still a place within him that wanted to forget all that stuff. Carol had been the first one to even give him a chance in that group, and now she was just a...monster.

A monster like the rest of them.

He walks into the office and finds Quinn, Joey, Tara and Lucy talking very intensely while some of the kids were outside. Through the window he could see Emily talking to Sam, who was smiling and playing with Logan. Nothing seemed to wipe the smile off that kids face.

"What's going on?" he asks. Lucy looks over and smiles slightly at him before turning back to the group.

"Crazyness that's what," Quinn snarls. "Joey and Tara are being too human!" Daryl's brow furrows as he comes next to Lucy. 'Too human?' he mouths. She shakes her head, a sad look on her face, but he could see the conflicting look behind her eyes.

"What do ya mean?" he asks.

"Lucy and I both agreed that we wanted to drop her off somewhere so she couldn't find the mill, but these two are saying just kill her! Make it quick! We need her to feel pain, people. She stood there and let a little girl get raped! Does no one else see that?!" Lucy places a hand on her shoulder to calm her down, causing her to snap her head to look at the younger girl.

"Quinn, maybe we should think about this later. We still need to go on a raid to get stuff. We need to focus on food and medicine, remember?" Quinn sighs and nods, then turns to Joey and Tara, a glare on her face.

"We're going to talk about this later!" she growls. "I'm not letting this go easily." She storms out of the room and bangs the door behind her. Joey and Tara sigh.

"She's really uptight about this." Lucy shrugs.

"I'm not surprised. But we gotta make our dues with her. We need to get this shit. Joey, get the car ready, and tell Mrs. Harris to watch Sam. Tara, please go try to calm down Quinn. I gotta talk to Daryl." Both nod and leave the room, the couple being the only people remaining. She turns to Daryl and smiles softly. "Where'd you go? Thought you were following me."

"Went to the infirmary." Her brow raises.

"Oh...to see Lily?" He nods. "Did she say anything." He scoffs slightly.

"Plenty," he mutters. "Told me there was this one kid who tried to help her. Don't know if he's alive or not. Two men held her down. One had a piece of his ear chopped off, and the other had two eyes that were different colors. At least she remembered those facts." She nods, crossing her arms across her chest.

"So what are we gonna do?" He snorts.

"I'm gonna kill 'em. Aint no one deserve that." She nods softly, looking outside. Daryl spares a glance and sees that she had a pained look on her face. "What's wrong?" he asks quietly. She shakes her head.

"I just can't believe...that someone would do that to a little girl. It's...insanity." He snorts.

"Yeah, well that's the world now. People suck."

"Not everyone," she mumbles, looking up at him. He looks down and sees the love and affection in her eyes, and even after all this time he still felt his breath being taken away and his heart flutter slightly. Whatever God was up there, he was still thanking him for stumbling into that cabin and meeting her.

"I guess," he mutters. She chuckles and leans up, giving him a gentle kiss, nice and slow. He responds slowly, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her closer. Emily and Lily's words echoed in his head as he kissed her, and with her arms wrapped around his neck, he knew exactly what he wanted to do, no question about it. A sound outside interrupts them.

"Ew!" a little kid exclaims. They pull apart and see at least five little kids looking into the glass. "That's gross!" another kid yells. Daryl smirks at them.

"Oh really?" he replies. He leans down and begins to place featherlight kisses along her neck, much to Lucy's surprise and to the kids disgust. They all squeal and run away from the window while Lucy laughs.

"Was that really necessary?" she chuckles. He comes back up and places another kiss on her lips.

"Yeah," he replies softly. "Those kids want gross, I'll give 'em gross." She smiles and grabs his hand.

"Well, we all agreed we're gonna go to the mall near the edge of the town that's close to here." His brow furrows.

"Haven't we been there?" She groans.

"Yes, we have, but we couldn't think of another place to go, so we're just going with it." She pulls him towards the door. "Come on. We gotta go."

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When they got to the mall, Lucy stuck to Daryl's side as they made their way into the mall. The first plan was just Lucy, Quinn, Daryl, Tara, and Joey to go to the mall, but eventually it had ended up being ten people that came, Rick, Glenn and Maggie being three of them. Her knife was drawn and her gun was ready to pull. As they made their way inside, walkers made their way towards them, their jaws chomping, but everyone's weapons ended up in their heads by the end.

Lucy had stepped away for one second to stab one, and as her knife sunk into its head, blood splattered all over shirt and one her face. The walker falls to the ground but a disgusted look graces her face as she wipes the decayed liquid from her cheeks.

"You okay, Lucy?" Quinn states. She nods, stepping back from the dead walker.

"Fucking piece of shit," she mumbles. Quinn rolls her eyes.

"Yeah, we all know," she mumbles. "Okay, let's all scout out the area and bring back whatever you can. But stay quiet. We don't need to be attracting any more walkers then we already killed. Joey, Tara, you come with me. Lucy, Maggie, do you mind looking for food?" Maggie shakes her head.

"Nah it's fine." Lucy nods as well.

"I'm game." Quinn nods.

"Okay, everyone go." The group spreads out and Lucy spares a glance at Daryl, who gives her a discrete reassuring half smile. She smiles back and turns to Maggie, who was reloading her gun.

"I feel like its been forever since you and me have been alone," Maggie chuckles. Lucy snickers.

"Very true. Come on." Maggie nods and follows closely behind her.

"Quinn seems to be nice...also protective of you." Lucy shakes her head as they walk into the cafeteria. A walker from behind the counter stumbles up to it, but Lucy's knife stabs into its head and it falls onto the hard surface easily.

"You don't know the half of it." She jumps over the counter and heads to the back. "Did you ever find out what happened to Beth?" Maggie sighs.

"Yeah...Daryl told me. I could tell he felt really bad about it, and God was I mad that first few days in the train car, but over time I realized that it was stupid to hold a grudge...and I know she's alive. I have that...sisterly feeling, you know? Like I know she's okay. She might not be 'okay' okay, but she's alive." Lucy smiles. 'Like me and Quinn.'

Meanwhile on the other side of the mall, Daryl, Rick and Glenn were checking one of the old pharmacy's and Daryl was making his way down the fever isle, looking for cough medicine for Lily. He checked the expiration dates, trying to find one that wouldn't make her even sicker. After perusing for a few minutes, he finally settles on some pepto bismal that tasted like bubblegum. Granted, he had taken this stuff at least once when he was a kid, and he knew that it wasn't the most delicious of drinks, but it would do the job.

"Daryl?" he hears Ricks voice. He quickly places the medicine in his bag and turns to Rick who was coming down the isle. "You see Glenn anywhere?" Daryl looks around and his brow rises.

"No," he replies surprisingly. Rick looks across the outside of the store and snorts when he locates the young Korean.

"Found him," he replies, walking out of the store and across the hall. Daryl's eyes follow him and he sees that Glenn was in an old jewelry store, looking at neckless's that were lying down behind a glass case. Daryl feels his heart speed up. Don't be a pussy he thinks angrily to himself. He straightened himself out and walked across the short distance it took to get to the store.

When he gets in, Rick and Daryl stare curiously at him. Glenn looks up at them at the sudden footsteps and his cheeks redden slightly.

"Maggie's birthday is coming up." Rick chuckles.

"'S fine, man. Just hurry, gotta get goin'." Glenn scoffs.

"Don't act like you and Michonne don't have anything going on." Rick's eyebrows raise.

"And what makes you think that?" Glenn turns to him with a raised eyebrow.

"You're acting with her like how I did with Maggie back at the farm." Rick laughs slightly.

"Sure whatever ya say, Glenn," he chuckles. He turns to Daryl to ask him to check out the store next to them quickly, but finds that he wasn't standing next to him. His brow furrows and he looks around the store until his eyes land on the man, and he was doing the most uncharacteristically thing he had ever see him do.

Looking at wedding rings.

"No shit," he mumbles, walking over to the man. He walks up behind him and claps his hand on the younger mans shoulder. Daryl turns his head to look at him and sees the raised eyebrow, but also the half smile on his face. Daryl sighs, looking back to in front of him. "Really doing it?" He nods.

"Yeah...just don't really know where to start," he mumbles. Rick chuckles.

"It's actually sort of simple. Just think of what she likes, her personality. Whatever ring suits her, that's it." Daryl nods slightly, still staring at the broken glass and the jewelry behind it. This was something he never thought he would do, end up right here looking for something to give to her, something that symbolized that he wanted her forever.

Yup, defiantly never pictured this.

"Just want it to be..." His words trailed off.

"Perfect?" Rick finished for him. He nods.

"Love 'er so much," he mumbles. "Never thought I would." Rick smiles.

"I'm sure whatever you pick out it'll be fine." Glenn looks up from picking out his piece for Maggie and smirks.

"Personally I think it's about time. Even at the prison you two were making googily eyes at each other." Rick laughs while Daryl glares at him. Glenn places his hands up in a defense motion, saying he surrenders. "Just saying!"

On the other side, Maggie and Lucy were finished cleaning up the food area, grabbing anything they could find that wasn't messed up or completely gross. Lucy had the most food.

"I gotta say, you and Daryl seem pretty close." Lucy smiles softly, feeling her cheeks redden at the mention of Daryl.

"Well, yeah, we are together." Maggie smiles.

"I'm happy for you two. God, Daryl could be such an asshole sometimes, but when you and Sam came, all of that seemed to disappear." Lucy's brow furrows.

"Really?" Maggie nods.

"Yup. He was always so...kept to himself, didn't really do other things with other people, but when you came, he actually started laughing, smiling...you know, being an actual human being for once. We knew he had a heart, especially when he was with Judith, but with you and Sam it showed all the time." Lucy smiles. She liked that she was person to break down his walls.

"He still is like that with the little girl." Maggie snorts.

"You kidding me? God, he treats himself like shit sometimes but when you seem him with kids? It's a hook, line and sinker. He's so good with them. I just hope that one day, if Glenn and I do have kids, he'll be that way with them." Lucy smiles.

"Glenn's a great guy. I'm sure he will be when it does happen." Maggie smiles.

"My birthdays coming up," she states, and Lucy's eyes widen. "I hope he's not getting anything. I'm really not worth it."

"You kidding me?" Lucy laughs. "We're gonna have a party when that comes! Birthdays are rare now, since no one keeps track. Thank God you do!" They walk over to the truck and place the food in the trunk. "Guess we gotta go back in to get more. God, my arms feel like they're about to fall off." Maggie chuckles.

"Same." As they attempt to walk back to the mall though, they are pulled behind the truck with guns pointed to their heads. They struggle for a second before a rough voice speaks into Lucy's ear.

"You two make one sound and a bullet goes straight through your heads." Lucy's jaw clenches as her and Maggie share a nervous look. Maggie seemed to know the guy who was holding Lucy, as her eyes settled into a glare as soon as she looked at him. The man takes out some sort of megaphone from the car they had took and turns it on, a sinister smile on his face. "Hey! Rhee! Dixon! Think I got somethin' of yours!"

After that, the two men throw the women into the backseat of an old truck, and Lucy could make out other people, mostly women, tied up and their mouths covered in duck tape. As soon as the thought entered her mind, she found both her and Maggie's hands being tied with rope. She cringes slightly at the tight rope that was being put around her wrists. The man doing so chuckles darkly.

"I think both of ya are gonna be some fun ones," he whispers into her ear, and she turns around and spits in his face. His expression turns angry and he full on slaps her across the face, sending her straight to the ground. Maggie yelps at Lucy getting hit, but was soon shut up when duck tape was placed across her mouth. Lucy was seeing stars as the mind picked her up from her chin. "You listen to us now." She glares at him.

"Fuck you," she snarls out. The man chuckles, now placing tape over her mouth.

"You'll see what that truly means when we get back to Terminus." He pushes her back into the truck and she lands on the metal surface with a bang. Maggie tries to get over to her but the man who had slapped Lucy pushes her away. "No talking. We'll know."

Just as the two men are about to close the the back, the group rushes out of the mall and sees the two women being pushed into the back. Daryl's eyes finally find Lucy and they connect for a split second before the door is closed in front of them. The two men run to the drivers seat, start the truck and begin to take off.

"No!" both him and Glenn scream, attempting to take off from the group to follow the truck. Before either could get away, Rick grabs Daryl and Joey grabs Glenn.

"Let me go!" Glenn snarls at Joey, but Joey's tight grip was still around his waist. Walkers were coming. This was bad.

"I aint lettin' them take her again!" Daryl screams. Rick pulls him away.

"Daryl, you're attracting attention! We have to think-Daryl, calm down!" Joey had calmed Glenn down enough that he stopped his struggling, but the pained look was still there. "Daryl, we follow them. We'll get them back. Maggie and Lucy will be safe. We need to think rationally." Daryl finally stops struggling and glares at the ground, breaking out of Rick's grip.

"Then let's get goin'!" he shouts, killing a walker as it stumbled towards them. Glenn followed his lead while the rest of the group stares at the two. They had never seen them that angry.

"I can't believe this," Quinn mutters. Tara shakes her head, following the two boys.

"Either way, they'll be fine, trust me. Lucy knows her way around a guy. Let's go!" The group follows the two angry men into the truck they took and start it up, following the other truck at the speed of light. Daryl glared out the window as they did. All he saw was red. They were gonna end this.

Right here, and right now.

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I am so sorry I wasn't able to update sooner! I've been super busy with summer reading and this stupid math packet! Plus it took me FOREVER to write this chapter!

Review please? :) Luv ya!