Amy looks up to see Lori walking out of her tent and heading over. "I can't believe I slept in." She tells her.
"You must have needed it." Amy smiles as Sophia hands her another pair of pants. "Are you feeling alright?"
"Shouldn't I be asking you that? You are pregnant after all." Amy frowns at Lori's tone of voice.
"Fine, I'll wake you next time." Amy snaps right back.
"It's laundry day." Lori says as she grabs another shirt. "Wake me next time."
"Just because you woke up late doesn't mean you take it out on Amy, Lori. You only have yourself to blame." Cricket says to her. Lori glares at Cricket as Amy grabs another shirt from Sophia.
"We had an idea we wanted to run by you." Amy says after a long awkward moment.
"And what's that?" Lori asks.
"Um... well... they have that big kitchen of theirs and it got me thinking." Amy says. "I wouldn't mind cooking in a real kitchen again. I used to help my parents all the time. After high school, I was actually going to go to school for culinary arts."
"Yeah, Amy and I were talking about us all pitching in and cooking dinner for Hershel and his family tonight." Cricket says.
"Sophia wants to help too. She wants to keep her mind occupied." Amy adds.
"After everything they've done for us seems like the least we could do." Lori says.
"You mind extending the invitation?" Amy asks. "Would just feel more right coming from you."
"How so?" Lori asks.
"You're Rick's wife." Cricket jumps into say.
"Yeah, it sort of makes you our unofficial first lady." Amy agrees.
"Morning, guys. Let's get going." Rick tells everyone as he walks with Shane. "We've got a lot of ground to cover." Amy watches the men go to the truck with the map along with Andrea.
"Alright, everyone's getting new search grids today." Rick tells the small group. "If she made it as far as the farmhouse Daryl found, she might have gone further east than we've been so far."
"I'd like to help." Nate looks up to see one of Hershel's members standing there.
"I know the area pretty well and stuff. Plus I'm the same age as him and he gets to go." The kid points at Nate.
"Yeah, but I got my father's permission." Nate points out. "Does Hershel know you're volunteering for this?"
"Yeah. Yeah. He said I should ask you." Nate frowns as the kid says this. Nate thinks he's lying, but he chooses to ignore it as he focuses on the map.
"Alright then. Thanks." Rick nods to the kid.
"Nothing about what Daryl found screams Carol to me." Shane says, causing Nate to roll his eyes. "Anyone could have been holed up in that farmhouse."
"Anybody includes her, right?" Andrea asks. "It's a good lead."
"Maybe we'll pick up her trail again." Rick says.
"No maybe about it. I'm gonna borrow a horse, head up to this ridge right here, take a bird's eye view of the whole grid." Daryl says. "If she's up there, I'll spot her."
"Is Nate going with you?" Rick asks.
"I think it's best if two trackers in opposite directions." Nate says. "I'll cover this lower section."
"Good idea." T-Dog nods. "Best to have two set of trained eyes." Before smiling. "Maybe, Daryl will see his chupacabra up there too."
"Chupacabra?" Rick asks, causing Nate to laugh.
"You never heard this?" Nate asks, causing his father to give him a look.
"Our first night in camp, Daryl tells us that the whole thing reminds him or the time when he went squirrel hunting and he saw a chupacabra." Dale says as he hands the guns off to the guys, while the kid laughs.
"What are you braying at, Jackass."
"You believe in a blood sucking dog?" Rick asks.
"Don't get him started please." Nate says.
"Do you believe dead people walking around?" The kid reaches for a gun, but Rick stops him.
"Hey. Hey. Ever fire one before?" Rick asks.
"Well, if I'm going out, I want one." Nate rolls his eyes.
"You could easily end up shooting yourself."
"Yeah, and people in hell want slurpees." Daryl says, causing Nate to laugh.
"Why don't you come train tomorrow?" Shane asks. "If you're serious, I'm a certified instructor."
"For now he can come with us." Andrea says.
"He's yours to babysit then." Nate rolls his eyes before he heads off to the woods.
Nate heads back from his searching and begins to look for everyone, but he finds none of the girls are around. "Hey, kid, where is everyone?" Nate asks the kid from before.
"Kitchen, they're cooking dinner for Hershel and us." Nate frowns and looks at the house.
"You know if Amy is in there?"
"Yeah, she-
"Thanks." Nate says as he brushes him off and heads to the house.
He walks inside to find all the girls working inside the kitchen. Amy turns and sees Nate leaning against the doorway and heads over to him. "Hey, hon."
"Hey, Amy. What you all up to?"
"Cooking Hershel and his family dinner." She smiles. Nate smiles as he looks behind her at Sophia who is busy with cutting up the vegetables.
"I can see that." Amy smiles.
"She's cute isn't she?" Amy asks.
"Yeah." Nate smiles as Amy glances back at him.
"You think we can do this?" Nate raises his hand and runs his thumb across her cheek.
"Yeah, Amy, we can." He leans down and kisses her. "I gotta get cleaned up, but I'll talk to you later, okay?"
"Sure."
"Where's Cricket?"
"She's getting her hands rebandaged by Patricia." Nate nods before heading out.
"Walker! Walker!" Nate looks up as he hears Andrea shouting.
"Shit." Nate hurries over to where the rest of the men are.
"Just the one?" Rick asks.
"I bet I can nail it from here." Nate rolls his eyes.
"Don't, Andrea. We should check it out first." Nate tells her.
"No, no, Andrea, Nate's right, put the gun down." Rick says.
"You'd best let us handle this." Shane says as he heads over with T-Dog.
"Shane, hold up. Hershel wants to deal with walkers." Rick tells him, causing Nate to look between the two leaders. He agrees they should just kill the walker, but he also agree with Rick that it's Hershel's farm and they shouldn't mess with anything to get them kicked off the farm, at least not while Amy's pregnant.
"What for, man? We got it covered." Shane says as he and T-Dog head off for the walker. Nate looks at Rick before shrugging.
"What else can we do, Rick, but make sure they don't get themselves killed."
"Damnit." Rick says before grabbing his gun and heading off with Nate and the others.
The five of them run out only to find it isn't a walker, but Daryl. "Is that Daryl?" Glenn asks.
"That's the third time you've pointed that thing at my head." Nate feels as if he can breathe again as he realizes his dad isn't a walker.
"Goddamn it, dad." Nate grumbles. "You scared the crap out of me."
"You gonna pull the trigger or what?" Daryl asks, causing Rick to sigh and put the gun down just as a gunshot goes off.
"Dad!"