Neon surveyed the streets of the small town from the safety of her driver's seat, all she'd seen so far were a few dead walkers; nothing else was moving. She grabbed her machete and guns from the dash slipping them into their holsters as she stepped out of the 'Am and scanned the vacant street. She lowered her breathing almost silencing it until she picked up the vicious moans and growls of a group of walkers, wherever they were they were riled up and fighting something… or someone.

She pressed herself against the corner of a building before peering around it and glanced towards Spud as he put his head down and hackles high leading her carefully to the walkers. She knelt beside a dumpster at the end of the short alley and began to investigate the street before seeing one person fighting off a group of walkers with a hunting knife in one hand and a machete in the other. She grinned softly and shook her head giving Spud the go ahead to go and help out before drawing her machete and running head first into the fray.

The first walker went down missing half its face and a good chunk of its brain, the second lost its head completely as she zigzagged her way towards the person, as she drew closer to them it was becoming harder to mistake the tall, athletically built man for anyone else than her brother. His shaggy brunette hair had been cropped shorter out of his face and a few days' worth of stubble shadowed his face but the one thing that confirmed it was the shade of his eyes, the same gun metal grey as her own.

She swung hard at the walker trying to sneak up behind him and grinned. "I always gotta watch your back, baby brother? Thought you were smarter than this" She clucked her tongue at him as she came to rest back to back with him.

"Ray?" His voice cracked an octave higher. "Jesus! I've fuckin' missed you lass"

"Aye, and I you"

He grinned kicking out at one of the walkers before ramming a blade into its skull through its empty eye socket. "We're goin' to have to find a fuckin' pub or somethin' after this, have a well-deserved bloody drink"

She laughed swinging her machete at another walker, its head slicing in two. "I doubt they serve Guinness in this town, brother"

He gave a barking laugh and rammed his blade into another walker, shoving it away with a hard push. "Fuckin' shufflers, wish they'd bloody stay dead"

"Shit happens and you can't do shit about it," She stated. "Just go with the flow and don't get bit" She grunted softly feeling the muscle in her arm twinge as she slammed the blade of her machete down into another walkers face splitting it vertically and exhaled wrenching the blade free. "Is that the last of them?"

"Aye, I think so for now"

Neon grinned throwing her arms around Quinn's neck jumping on his hugging him tightly as he spun her around. "You had me bloody worried sick, you daft twat, fuckin' runnin' off like that," She groused and wrestled him into a headlock. "Bloody muppet"

"Jesus! Fuck!" He swore struggling to get out of the headlock. "Let me go Ray, let me go"

She rolled her eyes releasing him. "Baby" She mocked him lightly as she pouted. "Always gotta ruin my fun"

He rolled his eyes. "You'll get over it sis," He drew her into another hug spinning her around again as he grinned like an idiot. "Now, where the hell're my niece and nephew?"

She swallows harshly and looked away as she backed up a step. "I don't know"

His smile faded instantly. "What do you mean you don't know?"

"I mean I don't bloody know, Quinn," She stressed running a hand through her hair pushing it away from her face. "I haven't found them yet"

"Shit," He swore grabbing her by the shoulders to look her in the eye. "Were they in Atlanta?"

She shook her head. "No, I went through that entire city; I didn't find them"

"You think Clayton got them out before the city fell?"

"I don't know," She felt tears begin to well in her eyes and cloud her vision. "I just don't fuckin' know, Quinn," She sighed leaning back against a car before sliding down the door and placed her wrist on the top of her knee before looking up at him. "I mean, I know Clayton, he would have cut and ran at the first opportunity he could, he wouldn't have given a damn about my kids," She took a shaky breath trying to keep the tears at bay, she was sick of crying, she hated it. "I'm fuckin' dyin' here, Quinn, I don't know where the hell they are or if they're even safe, I– Fuck!" She cried out in anger. "They're my babies Quinn, my bloody babies and I don't even know where they are, what sort of mother am I if I can't fuckin' protect them?" All the stress and all the anger that she'd been bottling suddenly came rushing out, her fist snapped out and slammed against the metal of the car behind her.

"Hey now, stow that shit Ray, we'll find them," Quinn hauled her to her feet and drew her into a tight hug. "And they'll be fine, shit, they survived havin' Clayton as a fuckin' father and I know you ain't gonna let a couple of cities or a couple of states or even a couple of thousand, or even a hundred thousand, shufflers keep you from Con and Amelia"

She exhaled pushing away from him. "Aye, you're fuckin' right there boyo, I'm not lettin' anythin' stop me from findin' them"

He nodded and then grinned. "Now, where the fuck've you been holed up?"

She couldn't help but start laughing. "That fuckin' farm you breezed through," She shook her head as more laughter bubbled up from the pit of her guts. "If you'd held on a few fuckin' hours we would have been there"

"'We'?"

"Aye, I'm travellin' with a group, there's not very many of us, only about ten," She shook her head lightly. "Lookin' for a lost wee one, lass by the name of Sophia"

"Aye," He nodded lightly keeping an arm hooked around her shoulders as they started towards one of the stores. "Still got Kitt?"

She chuckled and nodded. "The 'Am's still runnin' like a beaut'"

He grinned as they did a sweep of the store before grabbing a basket and began to pile it with whatever was left on the shelves. "So are we goin' to keep goin' or am I followin' you back to that farm?"

She twisted her lips looking away and stayed silently for a moment pretending to survey something on the shelf. "Guess you're comin' back with me, dear little brother"

Quinn gave a nod. "So who's in this group you're travellin' with that's got you wantin' to stay?"

She rolled her eyes, damn him and his perception. "What makes you think I'm stayin' with them because of someone?"

"Because I know you Ray–"

"It's Neon"

"Neon?" He began laughing. "What the fuck kind of name is that?"

She couldn't resist the smile that crept to her lips. "It's the name of the members of that group gave me"

He burst out laughing again and clutched as his stomach as he doubled over. "Jesus! It's a bloody guy, ain't it? So come on, Neon," He emphasised the nickname grinning broadly. "Spill, who is he and am I goin' to have to kick his teeth in if he gets out of line?"

She rolled her eyes shaking her head lightly. "Daryl Dixon, and he's really quite a sweet man… under the dirty redneck exterior"

Quinn began laughing again until she tossed a can at him over her shoulder. "Ow! Watch it Ray, you could have hurt me with that"

"That was my entire intention," She stated dryly not bothering to turn around and look at him. "And besides, that redneck is a crossbow wieldin' badarse that will probably kick your arse before you even get close to him," She jerked her head towards Spud. "And there's always him, he never strays to far from my side"

He looked down at the dog. "I was just about to ask about that, do me a favour and get him to stop eyeballin' me"

She laughed turning to the pitbull. "Spud, this is my baby brother, Quinn," Quinn glared at her muttering under his breath about being only fifteen minutes younger. "He's family, so there's no need to give him that look of death thing you do," She patted his head grinning and stood looking at her brother. "Come on, the 'Am's parked next street over, we'd best get back before they send out a fuckin' search and rescue party"

"What? Why the hell would they be doin' that?"

She gave an impish grin. "'Cause I kind of just took off like a bat out of hell when Hershel told me about you" She rubbed at the back of her neck before the two of them burst out laughing.

Neon pulled up the driveway to the farmhouse and pulled off towards her tent before slipping out of her 'Am and let Spud out.

"Why so far from civilization?" Quinn queried inclining his head towards the rest of the camp.

"Because civilization is noisy as fuck when you want some privacy and quiet" He gave a soft chuckle and nodded as she groaned as she saw Shane and Rick approaching them.

"Where the hell did you go?" Shane snapped at her, a glare directed towards Quinn as soon as they got close. "And who the fuck is he?"

"Belt up and sod off" She snarled clenching her jaw. "As for who he is," She jerked her head towards Quinn. "Take a gander at the two of us and have a wild guess," She glared at Shane, she was fast coming to the end of her tether with him. "Hershel said he left the mornin' Carl was shot, I had to stop him from leavin' town"

"So what? You thought it was a good idea to just up and leave? Not tell anyone where you were going?"

"Aye, I did. It was my fuckin' call, not yours and not his," She jerked her head towards Rick. "Now piss off out of it and let me be fuckin' happy I found my brother alive and not one of those fuckin' shufflers," She growled clenching her fingers into a fist, every muscle in her body was wound tight and ready to snap. "I'm givin' you one chance, either back off and walk away or stay here, but you take another step and I'm goin' to give you the bollockin' of a life time"

Rick took a step back giving her breathing room. "All right, let's just calm do–"

"No! No we're not going to calm down, she'd got responsibilities to this group, she can't just go and fuck off whenever she wants too, I'm sick of this shit, you're letting her get away with whatever she wants"

"You want to talk about responsibilities? Go climb up Andrea's arse about pullin' her weight, she's the one that keeps skivin' off from the camp duties" Her patience was at breaking point, any longer and the two of them would be rolling around on the ground beating the crap out of each other.

"Ray–"

"Belt up" She snapped viciously at Quinn and he stepped back, he knew when it was a bad time to pick a fight with her and this one was of those times.

"You're a loose cannon," Shane snarled. "Fucking psychotic"

"And I'm not even at my worst yet" She spat, the corner of her eye trained on the shotgun in his hands; the last thing she wanted was to risk getting shot. The minute the barrel made a twitch in her direction her hand snapped out grabbing it and pushing it away to the side, ensuring it stayed away from her, she slammed the heel of her open palm into the hand holding the stock with a quick, hard jab before a sharp tug jerked the gun from his weakened grip and she tossed it off to the side out of both of their reaches; her movements were fluid and fast, she'd done this type of dance a million times before with people that were far better trained. She leant backwards out of the range of the swing Shane took at her and quickly settled into her old hand to hand stance, her fists up, feet spaced decently to give her stability, and body turned to make her profile smaller with her stronger side facing Shane. The next hit smacked dully against her left forearm as she brought it up to shield her face, another punch thrown smacked against her right as she effectively blocked and dodged each hit biding her time to strike. When she saw her opening she took it, and grabbed his wrist pushing it off to the side as she delivered a heavy stamping kick to the side of his knee and within seconds had him face down on the ground, her knee pinning his twisted right hand into the middle of his spine, one hand grasping the back of his neck holding him still while the other dug into his left elbow to keep the joint locked in place. One wrong move now on his behalf and she would snap his left elbow joint in the wrong direction and render the limb useless. "Next time you surmise to take a fuckin' swing at me I will snap your neck without hesitation"

"Ray" Quinn's voice from her right reminded her that both he and Rick were still there, and she glanced back at him before pushing her knee heavily into Shane's spine as she stood before levelling Rick with a cold glare.

"I told you back in Atlanta, I'm done with takin' shit from him" She turned away and started for the house.

"Wait up!" Her brother called jogging after her and forced her to stop. "What the hell was that about?"

"Just bad blood, Quinn," She glanced over her shoulder at Shane being helped up by Rick. "Really bad blood"

He sighed falling into step with her as they started for the house again, he knew he wouldn't get a better explanation from her. Both kicked off their boots before entering the house and stepped into the living room. "I trust that was a onetime thing" Hershel's voice rang out from the right, he'd been watching through the window.

"Sorry," She hung her head slightly. "My temper got the better of me and there's just too much bad blood between us"

Hershel nodded before running an eye over both of them. "Good to see you're both back in one piece"

"We managed to scavenge some petrol for your jenny while we were in town"

"Thank you both, I'm sure we'll be needing it at some point"

"No doubt" She gave a strained laugh before a gunshot rang out through the air, her stomach dropped and she sprinted out the door with Quinn and Hershel in tow, something in her gut told her she wasn't going to like what had just happened.

Authors Note

So yeah, sorry this is a day late but I kind of had a small accident yesterday, I dropped a knife on my foot last night, it did go into my toe but nothing too bad so no need for an A&E visit. I also decided to start a gaming channel (something I've planning to do for a while but my depression kind of kicked my ass for a while, so I never got around to doing it).

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