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Daryl sat on the couch, leaning forward, his arms on his knees, hands linked together while the group walked around the house. Andrea and Lori were cleaning up the glass while Shane and Rick were straighten up the table and chairs. Dale was making everyone coffee. Daryl had found Hunter behind the couch. The puppy's hair was up and he was growling. It took Daryl a few minutes to get him to come out. Now the dog was laying on the couch, head in Daryl's lap. He won't leave Daryl's side.

" We have to go to Ryan." Andrea said.

" He's the one who had her taken." Daryl said.

" Now how sure are we about that?" Rick asked.

Daryl leaned back and covered his eyes with his hands. As everyone cleaned up, they listen to Daryl as he told them about the hormone laced water and the drops Ryan had given Jillian. He told them about the effects the water had had on both him and Jillian. He told them about Nick, the guy from his work who completely disappeared and never turned up again. It was that comment that made Daryl's head snap up.

" I know who can find her." He said.

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Daryl drove his truck to his boss's, Ron's, house. If anyone would know where to find Jillian it would be him. He seemed to know everything about the town. Rick and Shane were driving in Rick's car behind the truck. Daryl was gripping the steering wheel, trying to get a hold of himself. The last thing he needed to do was to flip on the man he needed to help him. He shook his head as his mouth tighten. His words to Jillian were flying through his head. All he could see was the look of hurt on her pretty face and the tears slipping down her cheeks.

" Oh fuck me." He whispered as he brought his elbow to the door frame. He started rubbing his bottom lip. " Fuckin stupid ass." He said to himself. If he had only listened to her, if he had only taken the time to think, she would still be there. She'd still be at their house.

When they pulled up to Ron's house, Daryl grabbed his cross bow and almost jumped out of the truck. Ron was sitting the grass but had stopped the mower when he saw the two vehicles pull into his drive way. He took his hat off and swept his arm across his brow to wipe the sweat. He smacked the hat on his leg as Daryl stormed towards him.

" Well hey, Daryl. You need something?" He asked. Daryl raised his cross bow up and pointed it at him, making Ron raise his hands.

" Where is she?" He asked.

" Who?" Ron asked as Rick and Shane hurried over to them.

" Jillian! Ryan took her and I want her back!" He yelled. " I know you know where he takes people so I want to know where she is so I can get her back!" Ron looked from each man and back again.

" I think we should go in." Ron said. " There are things I should tell you but not in the open."

" Get in my truck. We're going to my house." Daryl snapped.

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Dale, Rick, Shane, Andrea, Lori, Daryl and Ron were sitting around the big dining room table once they got back to Daryl's place. Dale had given everyone a cup of coffee but Daryl. He wasn't speaking to anyone, his eyes locked on Ron's face. Ron was staring into his cup, completely aware everyone was waiting for him to speak.

" There is a place, outside of town about 50 miles from here. Whenever someone goes against Ryan's words or opens their mouth about things Ryan doesn't want to get out, they are taken to this place." Ron started slowly.

" What is it? Like a refugee camp?" Rick asked.

" You could say that. But it's more like of a refugee cave. They are taken there, giving nothing to help them survive and are told that if they try and come back to town, they will be shot on sight." Daryl's hands tighten on his pants. Andrea was sitting beside him and noticed his tension. She placed her hand on one of his. To her surprise, he grasp it and held tightly.

" So we just go to the cave and get her." Shane said.

" That isn't all that happens." Ron said. He glanced up at Daryl. " Have you checked your entire house?"

" I ain't been upstairs." Daryl said.

" You should go and check. Ryan's soldiers have a sick sense of humor. They always leave something behind to warn other members of the house against talking." Ron said.

" Like what?" Dale asked. Daryl pushed his chair away and walked away to check their room.

" It's different for every person. Sometimes they take the shirt off of the person they are taken, slash it up than leave it behind, sometimes they cut the person and leave blood behind, sometimes it's a shoe, just depends on their mood." Ron said.

Daryl's heart was slamming as he walked slowing into their room. Their bed was made but in the middle of the bed, under the blankets was a bump. He swallowed hard as he walked over to the bed. His hands were shaking as he reached out and took a hold of the blankets. He carefully pulled them back and found a pillow was placed in the center of the bed.

" What is it?" Andrea's voice came to him from the doorway. Daryl sat down and reached out to the pillow.

" They cut her hair." He said softly as he picked up her hair. It had been cut and tied to together with one of her rubber bands. He laid the long cut pony tail on his lap. His hands ran down it, feeling the softness in his fingers. " They cut it." He said.

" Ron said he knows how to get us out of the city without anyone knowing." Andrea said. She started towards him. Daryl stared at her hair, continuing to run his hands over it. " He used to be one of Ryan's soldiers. He knows where the cave is."

" I wanna leave tonight." Daryl said. She nodded.

" We figured as much. We are going to have to walk so everyone is packing backpacks with supplies." Andrea said. " Daryl, there's more you should know." She said softly. " Ron said the soldiers are allowed to do whatever they want to the people they take out of the city. They can beat them up, cut them, or..." When her words trailed off Daryl looked up at her. There were tears in her eyes.

" Say it." Daryl said softly.

" Ron said he heard talk. He's friends with some of the soldiers still. They have talked before about her, about the things they'd do to her if you weren't around." She said. " Things they'd do to the three of us girls if they could." Daryl looked back at Jillian's hair.

" Are you trying to tell me they might have raped her?" Daryl asked.

Cold ground rested against her cheek. The smell of dirt greeted her as she came to her senses. She moaned and rolled to her back. Soft hands started rubbing her head and soothing words were started. Jillian opened her eyes and looked around. She pushed herself into a sitting position quickly and scooted away from the people in front of her until her back hit a dirt wall.

" We won't hurt you." A woman said softly. Jillian looked at all the dirty faces that were staring at her as the days events flooded back to her. She brought her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them.