The days in our area were getting warmer and warmer, flowers were coming out in my mother's garden and the trees were filled with green leave once more. I forgot how green my home is in the spring, since the last time I saw this much green in the hills and trees was when I was moving out at 18. It was a nice change from the fog and snow that we were suffering in for months. I loved going out onto the porch in the spring evenings and see more stars come out, along with the moon lighting the whole forest with a tint of blue.

It gave me a sense of peace.

It was going on month 5 since Rick and his group came to our house. We felt comfortable there, but then we knew that there was going to be a time when they needed to leave and go find another place to call home. To stay in one place for so long, that would be crazy in the head for someone to bear. But I prayed hat they would stay as long as they could. Would I go with them? Would Glenn want that? It was another challenge for me to take on as I would find myself going on hunting sessions with Rick and his son Carl in the forest.

I drew back on the arrow with the bow in my hand, aiming right at a doe that was alone near the creek. I was about 10 feet away hidden in the forest and behind some leaves in a bush. Being very still i tied not to breathe too loudly. Daryl taught me more on hunting, since Jacob was out on a run that day with T-Dog. Carl and Rick were on the other side of the hill trying to shoot at another game that went through the area. I could feel the sun beating down on my neck as I drew back bit more before breathing out. I released, seeing the arrow hit the doe and the doe in return falling to the floor. I grinned and stood up in my spot, the arrow holster on my back with my machete on my hip. Walking over to the doe, I moved my ever growing hair away from my eyes to examine where I hot the doe. Right on the neck, making it break and a instant kill. I squatted in front of the dead doe, seeing no more life in the doe's eyes. Pulling out the arrow in one clean go, I wiped the blood on my boot and placed the arrow back in the holster behind me. I stood up and pulled out my talkie that was in my back pocket, clicking on the side and hearing static.

"Glenn do you copy?" I asked aloud into the talkie. I heard nothing at first, having me examine the dow some more.

"Copy on Glenn, what's going on sweetheart?" Glenn said aloud to me on the talkie. I smiled, thinking of how adorable he is when he calls me sweetheart.

"I got another doe." I replied back to him on the talkie.

"Isn't that your third kill this week alone? Your mentor will be so proud." He said back to me in a joking tone, having me giggle in my spot.

"I bet he will, honey. Mind grabbing Daryl for me and coming over to help me drag this thing back?" I asked him aloud over the talkie. I looked behind me and through the trees I thought I saw a figure. I froze in my spot, my smile gone from my face as I saw the figure was very still, not moving at all. I moved away from the doe, my spare hand on my machete handle as I walked closer to the figure. Whoever, it was, his eyes were closed and his mouth was slacked.

"Yeah we'll be out there in a second" Glenn said aloud in the talkie as I got closer to the figure. But when I was close enough, what I saw in front of me shocked me. It was a dead man, not a Walker, but he was very much dead. He was hung by a noose that was wrapped around a branch that was pretty high on the tree. His body was tied to the same tree, making me see that this man was on of the goons that was after me. But he looked so young, about my age to be exact. I was frozen in my spot, thinking of who would do this to that man? The answer was clear in my brain, I knew who it was. However I still got the same chill down my spine as I brought the talkie to my lips.

"Glenn, contact Rick and get him over here. Daryl too." I explained to him in my serious tone.

"Why, what happened Katie?" He asked me with a hint of concern as I examined the body that was about 6 feet above me.

"We have a problem."

"Whoever did this, they want Walkers coming towards us." Rick explained aloud as I watched Daryl cut down the body, being perched up and over the branch that the noose was on. The body fell to the floor in a heap, having all of us stand back with bandanas over our mouths to hide the smell and not get sick. Daryl climbed down from the tree as Rick examined the body on the floor. I stood next to Glenn as we waited for more on his mind.

"He was one of the goons that chased me months before." I explained to him, "I know he was. So why was he the one on the noose?"

"Maybe he wanted to leave, or was going against them." Glenn suggested to me, having me shrug as Daryl landed on the floor.

"Either way, we need to get the body out of here before Walkers catch the scent and come out for food. We can burn it in the backyard near the shed so that Walkers won't come in." Daryl explained, having them all look over at me for approval. Rick was still trying to live with my approval when it came to stuff happening on my property. I nodded my head.

"Better do it now than at night when the fire will attract them and the rest of the goons." I explained to Rick, seeing him nod his head and Daryl grabbing the end of the rope.

"I'll start it." Daryl said to me, walking up the hill with the body dragging behind him. The rest of the group waited a few seconds before we followed, having Glenn and I be in the back of the group holding hands and walking through the green forest. It was a nice scenery change, no more snow but moist dirt and leaves to walk through.

"How long do you think it'll take for the goons to find us?" I asked Glenn aloud in a curious tone.

"Beats me, I think they're just going around in circles." Glenn replied aloud, "But if they come our way, we'll be ready for them."

"And what if we're not at the house when they come." Glenn stopped when I said that, looking over at me and pulling down the bandana from his face to show all of his face. He looked at me like I was saying something shocking. I looked back at him, pulling down my own bandana and squeezed his hand.

"What do you mean?" He asked me in a shocked tone.

"Come on honey, you know we can't stay in the house forever. I'm thinking that we start moving out." I explained to him, "Our food will run out soon and we won't have a choice. Besides, the longer we stay in the same area, the more dangerous it will be."

"But it's your home, Katie." Glenn replied back to me as we started walking slowly up the hill behind Rick, "You fought hard to get here and now you want to leave?"

"I want to find my parents, Glenn." I countered back at him, seeing him look at me as I looked forward, "I know they are out there. I might as well find them out while I'm still able to then wait the last minute or something to happen."

"Sweetheart, You never know if they are on their way here to find you though. Are you willing to take that risk?" Glenn asked me, having me look back at him as we reached the top of the hill. I knew the risk I was proposing, but I needed that risk in order to feel better about myself. This risk, the worst risk that I would ever have to take, is something I knew would change my life forever. But I knew that I needed that risk in order to have a better life.

"This whole life we're living in is in fact a risk, Glenn." I explained to him, seeing him try to read my mind and see that I was telling the truth. He then sighed and nodded his head, knowing that it was true. He knew we were all at risk going through the motion of the apocalypse. I knew the discussion was over, since we both started to walk down the hill towards the house once more. Glenn then looked over at me with a small smile on his face.

"So, did you take that doe all by yourself or did you have Rick shoot it for you?" Glenn asked in a coy tone, having me playfully shove him and hearing him chuckle. We were back to our normal selves and smiles were back on our faces. He laced his fingers with mine once more, kissing the back of my hand as we descended down the hill.

"Babe, You'll be the death of me." I said in a low tone, hearing him chuckle and smile at me his brilliant smile. The way his hair shined in the light of the sun made me see his eyes differently. Since we were in the winter, the brown in his eyes and hair was dark. But now, seeing them in the sun, they were brighter and warmer. Spring was a good look for him.

Very good.

I shoved the food into the duffel bag and zipped it up, placing my arms through the straps to have the duffel bag turn into a backpack. I stood up from the food aisle and looked out the front window. The wind was blowing throughout the area, giving a chill in the air as I saw Glenn at the front of the store. He was getting the medical supplies, Jacob being next to me as he filled the other bag. The rest of the group were all around the store, getting things in their own bags that they brought. Jacob and I brought our bikes and parked them inside the store, since we rode behind the truck tog et our exercise in for the day. Since my proposition of leaving my home five days prior, I was scared to bring it up to the group. They might of liked being at my home and not wanting to move. But then again, I wanted to tell them the dangers of staying in one place for far too long. Would they buy what I had to tell them, or would they think I was crazy? I was scared to say it, so I decided to wait until I knew it would be the perfect time.

Zelda came with us on this trip, staying near me and sniffing at the food that I was packing. But I saw her ears perking up as she heard something outside of the store. I saw her walk over to Glenn, looking out the store and then her ear pointing up straight. She caught something in her scent, having met follow her and see what she was picking up. But as I got closer, I saw a group of Walkers. About 30 of them.

Coming our way.

"Rick!" I yelled out loud, seeing Glenn look up from his spot and seeing them as well. His eyes went wide as Zelda started growling in her spot. I hushed her from barking, knowing that if she barked, the Walkers would come at full force. I backed away from the front store, hoping we weren't going to be seen.

"Heel." I said to Zelda under my breath, Zelda following me and Glenn grabbing my arm to me back with him. Rick walked over to the front with Glenn and I, his eyes were just as wide as mine and he was shocked at what was going on.

"How did they all stick together and find us?" He asked aloud as Daryl, Carol and Jacob joined us in the front of the store in the shadows.

"I don't know, it might be the goons at this point." Jacob relied back, "The car is behind those Walkers, how are we going to get them out?" I looked over at the bikes Jacob and I rode on and thought of a good idea.

"Ambush." I replied aloud, seeing Jacob look at me and then the bikes. I looked over at him, seeing the light go off in his head and smirk on his face appeared. I was glad Jacob and I knew each other for so long, since we both knew how to get out of a hair situation.

"Rick." Jacob said aloud to Rick, seeing him turn around to face the both of us.

"We have an idea."

"Wait until they are close enough." Rick explained to us as I mounted my bike, one foot on the pedal and the other on the floor. I got on my fingerless gloves and my backpack, the shotgun strapped to my back and my machete in the holster on my hip. Jacob has a baseball in one of his fingerless gloved hands and his other hand on the handlebar. We both were going to go out, full force, and wait for the time to kill them all. This kind of thing took me back to New York once more as we saw the Walkers come closer to the store. The rest of the group hid in the shadows, Glenn hiding Zelda with him and I gripped the handlebar, ready for the word.

I looked over at Glenn, seeing him nod at me and I knew he was okay with me doing this. We both were beyond the point of trust, since we did save each others lives and we did have sex. I was so gone with him, there was no turning back. I then looked over at Jacob, seeing him nod at me once.

"Now." Rick said aloud, Jacob and I pedaling out into the bright sunlight and towards the Walkers. We both were going sop fast, having me let go and ride with no handlebars, grabbing the machete from the holster and Jacob aiming his baseball.

Time to ride.