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I sat in the yard with Glenn for a little while longer before deciding to make my way into thehouse to see if Daryl was still asleep. When I snuck in to the bedroom Daryl was curled up on the edge of the bed sound asleep. I stood for a moment watching him as he slept before taking a deep breath and quietly walking over to the edge of the bed and sitting on the edge. I looked down at the single set of rosary beads that now hung around my neck. I had let Glenn hang onto my set that I had used, I figured I had Danny's protection now and I didn't really need to sets of rosary beads. The rosary that I gave Glenn had seen me through some troubled times, I figured it could offer him some sort of help, especially in this sort of a world.

"Where did ya go?" I turned at the groggy sound of Daryl's voice.

"Hey sleepy head," I whispered laying down next to him and kissing his shoulder softly.

"What were ya doin'?" he grumbled rolling onto his back and resting his left arm over his eyes wearily.

"Just checkin' on everyone," I whispered, "nothin' to worry about. Get some sleep, I'm goin' to take next watch," and without another word he slowly drifted back off into a peaceful doze. I waited for a while to be sure that he was sleeping properly then snuck out of the room again and back through the house, grabbing my crossbow as I wandered out into the cool night air.

"Hey, how about a hand over?" I came around the corner and gave T-Dog a friendly smile making sure not to startle him.

"Hey there little lady," he said with an easy smile as I came and propped my crossbow against the post and leaned my forearms on the railing casually, looking out over the dimly lit paddocks.

"How's the arm lookin'?" I asked casually glancing at the patch on his forearm.

"It's gettin' much better, Hershel is an impressive doctor, given the circumstance," he said following my gaze down to the patch as well.

"Yeah, bein' hurt in a place like this ain't exactly the best thing, he's got some serious balls helpin' us all out the way he has," I said quietly returning my gaze back to the fields.

"Seems like y'know what it's like to be hurt," he said after a pause.

"Yeah, I've been through the ringer a bit, don't know what would've happened to me of Hershel hadn't been the to pick my sorry ass up off the floor," I said with a soft laugh.

"What, uh," he turned to face me awkwardly and scratched his head a little. I straightened up and gave me an expecting smile.

"What actually happened to y'out there?" he said biting his lip a little. I smiled a little and nodded slightly. T-Dog was the sort of guy that seemed like a bit of a lone ranger, a bit of a hardass on the outside but when you give him a chance he seems to be just as lost, unsure and trying to connect as the rest of us are.

"There was a lot that happened T," I said gently. I wasn't sure how he would handle hearing what had happened to me, to be honest I wasn't entirely sure how I was handling what had happened. I'd given Daryl the very basic rundown of what had happened with the guys but even then, I hadn't wanted to delve into too much information. It had made me really uncomfortable.

"I get that feelin'. Ya don't have to tell me anythin' I've been in enough trouble to understand that sometimes shit like that is hard to tell people," he replied with a sigh.

"I don't know about you, but I know I've been through enough shit to know that talkin' about it ain't gonna change anythin'. Y'know what I mean?"

"I'm hearin' ya lady, I'm hearin' ya," he said as he stretched and let out a yawn.

"Go on, get some sleep, I got it covered," I said nodding towards the house and smiling.

With a nod he turned and began to make his way into the house.

"Hey," I turned to face him, as he stopped and looked back at me. "What happened to me before I got here, isn't really relevant. It's what happens from here that matters T. Who ya were is nothin' compared to who ya gonna be," and with a slight nod I grabbed my crossbow and turned back towards the rising sun. After a few moments I heard the front door click shut and relaxed a little as I realized for the first time in a while I was alone. I had time to process things, to think without someone asking me what was going on or how I was doing. It was just me and the world. I smiled to myself after a moment before hoisting myself up onto the railing and watching the sun rise. There hadn't been many zombie encounters at Hershel's farm since the onslaught we had encountered that had cost us two peoples lives. It had been pretty calm for a while out here, it gave everyone the peace of mind that they needed to be sure that there was still some good in this world, still a chance to live relatively normally. I wasn't sure how it was going to go making everyone uproot themselves and move to the other farm, I had a feeling it would cause a huge problem between Hershel and Maggie as I was almost certain she was going to want to stay with us no matter where that meant we were. Hell I wasn't even sure that the other farm was secure.

I'd been so lost in my train of thought that I hadn't realized that Shane, Rick, Andrea and Dale has pulled up into the driveway until I heard Rick's voice ring out from across the paddock.

"The place seems perfect, they seem to have kept it well looked after and here's boards on all the windows and places to keep safe watch from," I jumped a little as I heard Rick's boots on the wooden decking.

"Not half bad really huh?" I said with a forced smile as I jumped off the railing and stood in front of him.

"I can't thank you enough, ya saved our lives. Hershel's place has been a godsend no doubt but I have this sneaking suspicion that everyone has sort of outstayed our welcome," he took his hat off and ran his hand through his hair exhaustedly.

"Hershel has a way of makin' ya feel like that sometimes," I said with a shrug.

"Y'aint wrong about that," Shane joined in coming to stand just behind Rick with Andrea and Dale close in toe behind him.

"Shall we get everyone up and ready?" Dale asked.

"No better time that the present," Andrea said looking over her shoulder at him. With a nod from Rick we all headed inside to gather everyone up and make sure we had everything we needed to go.

"Maggie, this is not negotiable, y'aint goin' with them, this is where ya belong, here with me," I stood behind the door for a moment and listened to Hershel's angry tone. I had a feeling this would have caused a problem. I listened for a little while longer as they discussed the matter further before turning around and heading up to the second floor to get stuff packed up. Rick and Shane had said they wanted to get going before midday, give ourselves a chance to set up in the day light and make sure everyone had a chance to get settled.

"Got everythin'?" I nearly hit the wall when Daryl came out of the room holding two backpacks and his crossbow.

"Jesus, Mary," I gripped my chest and gave him an angry look.

"Sorry, didn't mean to scare ya," he said with a laugh as he handed me my backpack.

"I got everythin' I need," I replied with a nod, taking my pack from him and throwing it over my shoulder.

"Let's go then," he smiled at me then planted a kiss on my forehead as he made his way passed me and headed down the stairs. I waited a second before doing a quick double check of the rooms before heading down the stairs and into the main room where everyone was packing up their things.

It took us a few hours but before long we had everything bagged up and packed into the cars and ready to head over to the farm.

"Maggie, if ya want to come with us, ya can, there's more than enough room here," Maggie was standing on the porch as Rick spoke to her from the ground.

"Thank you," she said with a solemn nod, "safe travels," and with that she walked back into the house.

"Hershel," Rick turned to face Maggie's father and I decided I'd let them be to have their time to exchange thank you's and the like. I waited until they were finished before I went over and had a chat to him about what he had done for me. I thanked him for his hospitality and for patching me up when I needed it. He was completely humble about it all, said it was his duty and that was that. Turns out, Hershel wasn't exactly as forthcoming with thanks or acceptance either.

Everyone did a double check of the house and before we knew it, we were on the road again. Daryl and I were on the bike at the front if the convoy and if I'm completely honest, hanging on to the back of that bike as the sight of Hershel's farm house was quite probably the most relieving feeling I had ever experienced. Right then, in that moment, all of the worries and the concerns I had had with moving the convoy over to my farm house seemed to dissipate in an instant. I think, this may be the best move I had made, not just in this world, but ever.