A/N: PLEASE READ YOU GUYS! Alright everyone, it doesn't really have to do with the story but I just wanted to know. I plan to have the story caught up by the end of summer to the TV show. But in the meantime, I'd like another project to work on. But that doesn't mean that I won't focus on this story! This is still my priority! As far as the other story, I have thing that I'd like to work on, but I'm always open to suggestions! Please let me know what you'd like to see! If I get enough votes, I might take it into consideration, or I might like your idea even more. Like Killer Love, I'd like it to be a romance so please keep that in mind. Anyways, I have a few ideas which are as follows:

Lord of the Rings- I'm a huge fan of Legolas

The Hobbit- I'm in love with Kili. But I've also got a thing for Fili and Thorin...

Star Wars- I'm very open here

Game of Thrones- Gotta say I love Jon Snow

Marvel Comics/Avengers- Honestly I love everyone in the universe so I'd have to have exact people from you guys. But I am a fan of Loki.

DC Comics- Again I'm very open on this one but I love the Joker. I think he's an amazing character and I'd like to delve into him.

Divergent- I'm not a huge fan of the book/movie but I love the idea of it and Eric. So obviously if you've read the books you know that I'll need to change some things around.

The Breakfast Club- Come on, who didn't have a crush on John Bender? This would also obviously be a shorter story.

Pirates of the Caribbean- Captain Jack 3

Harry Potter- Honestly I'd prefer to do one on either Draco Malfoy or Sirius Black in the Marauder era, but I'm still open!

Star Trek- James Tiberius Kirk reminds me a little too much of me... Lol

The Hunger Games- If I wrote one, I would most likely take Katniss out. She's too much of a main character to have in if I'm trying to do something with the story. Maybe my OC would be friends with her or something. Anyways, I've always been a fan of Cato. Sorry Peeta fans. But I also love Finnick and once again, I'm open!

So anyways, rant over for now, I'm sorry it was so long! But that's all I have to say for now, I'll let you get reading. But PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE VOTE ON THIS GUYS! I WANT TO KNOW WHAT YOU THINK!

Out in the Woods

I kicked the dirt around us, trying to be as silent as possible. Merle and I had been hunting for hours, and nothing had passed us yet. I knew that it wasn't from noise, we were almost silent. I sighed as I turned back to Merle. I had in some ways missed my brother, but there was now someone that I missed even more. Rain. What the hell had I done? I should have fought for Merle to be able to come back to the prison. Then I never would have had to leave her. And she wouldn't hate me. I could see it on her face when I had left. She hated me. And I deserved it. I wasn't good enough for her, and now she knew it. I wanted to go back to her, but even if I did, would she still love me? I somehow doubted it right now.

Sighing, I turned back around once more and kicked at the dust again. "There ain't nothing out here but mosquitoes and ants," I told Merle. He sighed and I knew that he was thinking the same thing. But it was Merle, he had a lot of patience, more than me. He would be out here for days just to prove to me that there were animals out here.

I looked over at him and saw that his eyes were scanning the trees for anything that we would be able to catch. But it was no use, land or air, there were no animals anywhere near us. "Patience, little brother. Sooner or later, a squirrel is bound to scurry across your path," he told me. I grunted at him. I was sure that something would eventually pass us by, but still, we needed water. And there wasn't that much around.

Taking a few steps around Merle, I walked over to a small clearing and turned back to see that Merle was taking a piss against a tree. I looked away and let my mind wander back to the prison. There was food, water, and working bathrooms. I missed all of that. And it hadn't even been a day. Or maybe it wasn't the prison I missed so much as it was the people. Her. There were so many people there that I wished I was still around. I grunted and looked back over my shoulder at my older brother. "Even so, that ain't much food," I told him. I was right, a squirrel was really only enough food for one person.

There was a beat of silence before I heard a grunt from behind the tree. "More than nothing," Merle said as he emerged from behind the tree and walked over to me.

I sighed and turned away from my brother facing back towards the last place I had seen my group. To the last time I had seen Rain. Trying to glance through the trees, I looked back at Merle and motioned through the trees. "I'd have better luck going through one of them houses we passed back on the turnoff," I told him. We had passed plenty of old houses on the way into the woods, but Merle had refused to go in any of them saying that we would have more luck if we just made it into the woods and went back to hunting.

The gears seemed to turn in his head as Merle looked back at me and shook his head. "Is that what your new friends taught you? Hmm? How to loot for booty?" He asked me. I shook my head at him, I hadn't even been back with him a day and he had already gone back to making fun of me. Just the way that it had been when we were children.

Taking a few steps away from Merle I looked back towards the direction of the prison. I cleared my throat and turned back to my older brother. "We've been at it for hours. Why don't we find a stream, try to look for some fish?" I suggested to him, trying to push him in the direction of the prison. I was hoping that it would work, but Merle wasn't stupid. He was going to know what I was doing.

Just as I had suspected he turned back to me and coughed. "I think you're just trying to lead me back to the road, man. Get me over to that prison," he told me with a dark glare on his face.

Hoping to get myself away from his rage I merely shrugged my shoulders. "They got shelter. Food," I turned away from him to look at the tree he had been by a moment before. "A pot to piss in. Might not be a bad idea," I told him looking back at my brother. I saw the gears grinding in his head as he snorted at me.

Merle took a few steps forward before he came at a stop directly in front of me. I knew that some type of lecture was coming/ so I held my breath and steadied myself. "Why's that?" He asked me. I shrugged my shoulders but I knew that it wouldn't be enough for Merle. "It because all your new buddies are there? Don't gotta work for shit out there? Don't have your brother out there to make fun of you. Make you a stronger man," he baited. I sneered but kept my mouth shut. He seemed to think for a few minutes before he looked at me and laughed. "Or maybe it's that bitch ya got back there? Rain, right? Yeah she's a beauty right there," He told me. I looked away not wanting to hear what he had to say about her. "Yeah I like her, she's got spirit. Now tell me, what's she mean to you? I know that you're close to her so, what is it? She been at it with ya? Oh yeah, I'm sure that looks like Heaven with her on ya. Maybe if we ever see her again I'll show her how a real man does it," Merle told me.

I tried to hold my temper, but it had become too hard. I lunged forward at Merle and knocked him back on his ass. Merle grunted as we swung at each other. I hit him in the face as I yelled down to him. "Shut the hell up! You don't know shit about her! Don't fucking talk about her!" I yelled at him. Merle and I swung at each other before we finally tired out. I dropped off of Merle and the two of us stood up. "Look, I don't want to go back for her, I want to go back because it's an easier life. More people, we can find shit easier. Don't have to fight for everything," I told him completely out of breath. It had only been half true. Yes I did want to go back for that. But the rest of my family was there. And the woman that I loved was there. I had to see her again. I had made a huge mistake leaving her.

Grunting a few times I looked back at Merle and saw that je was just as out of breath as I was. "Yeah, well there may be a happy welcome for you, maybe. Ain't gonna be no damn party for me," Merle told me. I shook my head but he was right. No one at the prison would want anything to do with him but maybe Rain. And maybe now not even her. Maybe after what I had done to her she didn't want me back anymore.

I shrugged my shoulders and walked a few paces. Anything to try to get myself calm and collected again. I needed to talk with Merle rationally about this. "Everyone will get used to each other," I told him. Even at that I almost laughed. That wasn't true and Merle knew it. He wouldn't be able to keep his mouth shut and it would cause too much trouble.

Merle laughed at me and shook his head, obviously knowing that what I had told him was nothing more than a bad lie. "They're all dead. Makes no difference. Only one he might spare is your girl. And that's a maybe. Maybe he'll give her to Martinez," he scoffed at the last part. I felt my blood boil but I managed to not say anything. Finally realizing what he had said first, I let my eyes perk up and I stopped pacing. I stared at Merle praying that he hadn't said what I had thought he said. There was no way that The Governor would kill them. He hated them, sure. But kill them? Even Rain? I mean she was his own daughter. How would he be able to do that? Although, how could a father beat his own children? I had asked that plenty of times and I was sure that Rain had as well.

Pacing a few more steps, I stopped in front of Merle and looked at him. "How can you be so sure?" I asked him, hoping that it was only a thought. Not that he knew about some type of plan that I and no one at the prison was aware of.

He looked at me and shook his head like I was a moron. "Right about now he's probably hosting a housewarming party where's he gonna bury what's left of your pals. Let's hook some fish. Come on," Merle told me finally giving into my request to find a pond from earlier. I sent out a silent plea that if the Governor was coming, I would get there first.

Walking towards the lake, I called out softly, "right." Merle nodded and we made our way down the path. I looked up in the sky and closed my eyes for a minute. Don't give up on me guys. I'm coming. I just gotta figure out a way first. Don't hate me Rain, I love you more than anything. I need you. I'm coming back for you and I will protect you with my life. Just please don't give up on me yet. If you haven't already.

Back at the Prison

I had been napping for about an hour up on the perch when I yawned and sat up. It had been a dream about Daryl. That we were back in the woods, before I had ever gone out on the run with Glenn and Maggie. Before I had met up with Merle once more. Before I had ever seen my father. Before I had been reminded of what I was running from. Before I had lost the one man that I had ever loved.

Stretching, I stood up and jumped down the stairs. I walked into the living area of the prison and sighed. I sat down plopping onto the chair with Carol at my heels. The older woman smiled at me and put an arm around me. Normally I would have said something about it, but I let her keep her arm there. I needed some type of comfort right now and Carol had always been a good friend to me. Glancing around the room I saw that the rest of the group was slowly crowding around us. Well minus Rick. I assumed that he was gathering his thoughts after what had happened with Tyreese and his people.

Scanning those who were in the room I saw that the darker skinned woman, whose name I had learned was Michonne, was sitting in the corner away from us. I didn't blame her, I didn't really want to be around us either. I watched as Glenn paced the room angrily. It seemed that in Rick's state, the young Asian man had taken over role as the leader of the group. Although I knew it was a bad idea. Glenn was on the warpath and he was only going to lead us to a battlefield where we wouldn't be able to win.

My eyes followed Glenn as he stepped over to where Carl was standing. I narrowed my eyes trying to guess where he was going with this. He didn't look angry per say, but he didn't exactly look happy either. Glenn leaned over the younger boy and motioned back to the tombs. "Now you said you found Tyreese's group here?" He asked the youngest man of our group.

Carl nodded to Glenn. "Yeah," he said looking at Glenn like he had gone crazy. I agreed, Glenn was going overboard with all this. We were safe for now, there was no use in fortifying the front of the prison. We had more important things to do right now. Like worry about what would happen if my father came through to exact revenge. I felt my pulse spike. I had to tell them. They had to know that he was my father. It wasn't fair to keep it from them, they were my real family. They should understand that I can't chose who my blood family is. And I could only hope that they believed me that I had nothing to do with him finding us.

Shaking my head form my thoughts I looked over at Glenn to see what he was thinking. He shook his head and looked at Hershel. "We secured this," he said. He was right, but we hadn't secured all the way up to the front of the prison. We had no idea what was going on in the administrative buildings which had apparently been where Tyreese and his group had come through.

I glanced around the group and saw that Carl was shuffling his feet. I looked at him and gave him a small nod, hoping that he would say whatever was on his mind. We needed anything we could get right now. No part of this prison could be open. If there was a way in, my father would find it. Carl cleared his throat and stepped forward to stand in front of Glenn. "He thought he came through here. Means there's another breach," Carl told the Asian. I assumed that he was talking about Tyreese, and that made sense. I had thought that there was a part of the administrative section. It would have explained how walkers kept getting into the tunnels.

Looking back up I saw that Glenn was nodding to Carl. He took a few steps back and began short paces. I knew that he was trying to figure this whole thing out. Glenn was doing a good job with it, but we needed Rick. "Okay. The whole front of the prison is unsecure. If walkers just strolled in, then it's gonna be cake for a group of armed men," Glenn said. I shook my head at him. Not true, they would have to fight off the herd of walkers and would have to find their ways through the tunnels.

It seemed that I wasn't the only one who was doubting Glenn as most of the group members were shaking their head at him. Carol stood up and looked over at Glenn. "Why are we even so sure he's going to attack? Maybe you scared him off," she suggested. I snorted. Wishful thinking, but there was no way that he was ever going to give this place up.

Glancing back towards Glenn, he shook his head and looked over at Carol. "He had fish tanks full of heads. Walkers and humans. Trophies. He's coming. We should hit him now," Glenn said. Wait, had he been in that room? When? I knew that it hadn't been while I was in there so how the hell had he seen it?

Carol looked back at Glenn with a shocked expression. "What?" She asked. I agreed with her. This wasn't Glenn, to be the man that is on the warpath. Although it was easy to see why. He is trying to get some type of vengeance against my father. I didn't blame him, but still. If he wasn't careful he was going to get us all killed. Even though it is all was all in good mind.

Glenn smiled at her and walked over to her sitting on his heels in front of her. "He won't be expecting it. We'll sneak back in and put a bullet in his head," Glenn said. I glared at him knowing that he couldn't see me. I hated the man, sure. But he was still my father. The least that Glenn could have done was look to me for confirmation. But whatever, he was only doing what was best for him right now. He would see the errors of his way soon enough though.

I looked away from Glenn and saw that Michonne had a dark snarl on her face. I expected that she would say something to him but it ended up being Carol that stepped in. "We're not assassins," She told him. I hummed in agreement. Glenn turned to me and I shrugged my shoulders. I didn't want to say anything out here. No one needed to know yet who exactly this Governor was. I would eventually tell the group but I didn't want to tell them quite yet.

Glenn glared angrily at Carol and turned on his heels walking over to where Michonne was sitting and leaning down in front of her. "You know where his apartment is. You and I could end this tonight. I'll do it myself," Glenn told her with a crazed look in his eye. I stared at him for a moment hoping that he would sit down and let this whole thing go to rest. We could just fortify the prison and when his men come for an attack, we take them out. That's how we should be doing things but it was no use. Glenn was to the point where he wasn't going to listen to anyone.

Rolling my eyes I waited for Michonne to make a snarky remark, but to my surprise it was Hershel who hobbled over and put an arm on Glenn's shoulder hoping to calm the younger man down. "Okay. He didn't know you were coming last time and look what happened. You were almost killed. Daryl was captured. And you and Maggie were almost executed. Rain nearly ended up a prisoner of war," Hershel said looking over at me. I gave him a grateful nod and he gave me a tiny small back.

Glenn shook his head at the older man and stood before him. "You can't stop me," he growled to Hershel. I scoffed. What a great way to talk to your girlfriends father. Especially after the poor girl was just sexually assaulted by her friends father. The girl's been through enough, don't drag her father into it.

The older man simply looked into Glenn's eyes and shook his head. He motioned back out to the yard and looked back over at the Asian man. "Rick would never allow this," Hershel argued. I nodded but I knew that deep down Rick was in no state to be making any kind of decisions right now. He was suffering from the loss of Lori. He hasn't had the time to mourn her without worrying about everyone else. The poor man deserved some time to get over the loss of his wife in peace. But now wasn't a good time to be doing that.

Shaking myself clear of my thoughts I looked back over at Glenn and Hershel and saw that Glenn was shaking his head. I was sure that he had the same thoughts that I did. "You really think he's in any position to make that choice?" Glenn asked the older man. I nodded, he sure wasn't. But that didn't mean that we couldn't run things by him.

It seemed that Hershel wasn't quite ready to give up on this fight yet as he looked over to Glenn and past the rest of the group. "Think this through clearly. T-Dog lost his life here. Lori, too. The men that were here. It isn't worth any more killing. What are we waiting for? If he's really on his way, we should be out of here by now," Hershel suggested. I rolled my shoulders, it wasn't a bad idea but I knew my father. He prepared for moments like these. There were more than likely armed brigades on ever exit out of this place. We had waited too long. If anything we should have been out of here this morning.

Glenn shook his head and did a quick pace before whirling back around on Hershel. "And go where?" Glenn snapped.

My eye twitched slightly at the sudden noise and I kept my position so that if need be I could jump up to stop the younger man did nothing more than shake his head. Hershel seemed to think over his question for a moment before nodding to Glenn. "We lived on the road all winter," he argued.

Nodding to myself I knew that Hershel was right, we had made it all that time. But naturally, Glenn had to ruin the moment. "Back when you had two legs and we didn't have a baby crying for walkers every four hours," Glenn said. I hated to admit it but he was right. Hershel was slower now and there was no doubt in my mind that Judith would attract walkers. She was too loud when she cried and there was no way that we would be able to hide her. In here, you couldn't hear her cries on the outside.

Hershel shook his head and looked down on Glenn. "But we did have Rain. She was half dead for most of the harsh part of winter. She couldn't walk or hunt for months. We made it with her. It might be tough but we could make it with Judith and I as well. We can't stay here," Hershel argued. I nodded to him. I knew that over winter I had hindered the group, but they had still taken care of me. That was what we did. We were family. We looked out for one another.

I thought that we had solved the issue but it seemed that Glenn had made up his mind and there was no changing it. "We can't run," he growled. I shook my head but there was no use arguing with him and I didn't want the truth of my parentage coming out just yet. "All right. We'll stay put. We're gonna defend this place. We're making a stand. Carl, you and I will go down to the tombs. Rain can you help us out?" Glenn asked me. I didn't really want to go but he needed the help, so I nodded. "We need to figure out where the breach is," he told Carl and I.

We both nodded and Carl went over to grab the set of keys and toss them to Glenn. "You got it," he called to the Asian man. I went to stand by Glenn making every effort to avoid his eyes.

The squeaking of the gate caught my attention and I jumped up, instinct kicking in and griping my gun. I released my grip on it though when I saw that it was only Rick. My eyes widened though, at the sight of our leader. I didn't think that we would have been seeing him for a while. "You'll need some help," Rick told Glenn. I smiled at Rick and was relieved when he gave me a tiny smile back. So at least he didn't hate me.

I took a few steps forward and went to make my way over to Rick, but before I could make it, Glenn stepped in front of me. He walked over to Rick and cut our leader off. "No, in case anything happens, I need you out here." I glared at Glenn, but I knew that he was right. We needed someone that was strong out here watching, just in case my father really did try to invade us this soon.

Our leader gave a short nod and took a few glances around. I followed the track of his eyes and I couldn't tell who he was looking for. I would have assumed that he may have been looking for Tyreese and his people, but he knew that they were gone. He had watched them leave. So who was he looking for? "Who's on watch?" Rick asked.

The look on Glenn's face had gone from curiosity to pure, seething, anger. "Damn it," he growled before stalking off into the tombs. Carl followed behind and after I got my few laughs out, I followed as well. As I passed Rick I gave him a quick pat on the shoulder with a gentle smile. He squeezed my hand and I pulled away, heading out to the tombs.

Pulling the keys off of their hook, I walked through the doors before closing them and meeting back up with Carl and Glenn. We all walked around the tombs for a few minutes, fully armed and ready to head off into the area of the prison that's wall had fallen As we walked I fell into step besides Carl who was walking with his head down. I placed my arm around his shoulder giving me a small smile. I pulled him into me, letting go after a moment and continued to walk after Glenn. As we made it to the end of what was Cell Block C, Carl nudged me. I looked down and gave him a questioning glance. He seemed to take a few deep breaths before looking at me with a lose grip on my arm. "Rain, are you OK?" He asked me.

I knew that my face was probably frozen in shock but he had caught me off guard. Was I OK? Not really, no. I missed Daryl too much and I knew that my performance in the group had slipped without him here. I needed him to push me and without him, I wasn't nearly as together as I had been before. But I didn't want to unload that on the young boy. So I merely smiled and nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine Carl, thanks." I continued to walk, but I slammed into Glenn letting out a grunt. "Damn it Glenn, what the hell are you-" I started to say before he put a hand over his mouth, effectively cutting me off.

"Rain, we're your family. We know you. We're not stupid. I saw it on your face the second that Daryl walked away. You're not OK. We don't like seeing you in pain but there's nothing that we can do for you if you won't talk to us." I stared at Glenn for a moment and let my head drop. I knew that they wanted to help, but what could they do? Nothing. There was nothing.

Glenn seemed to wait for me to say something before I shook him off and tried to move away. Although that had been futile, I had at least gotten him to stop touching me. I really didn't want to be touched right now. "You're right Glenn. I'm not OK. But there's nothing that you guys can do for me. Daryl hurt me by leaving. I miss him. I want him back here. But there's nothing that can be done about it. Right?" I asked him and he nodded. "Good, then let's just get this done with so I can go to bed. All I need right now I for you all to be here with me. I'll be OK. I just want to keep my mind busy. So can we go to the boiler room now? See what's going on down there?" I asked him.

Both of the men had gone silent and I merely sat and stared at them for a moment. I sniffed and wiped my eyes before I walked past them and headed to the boiler room. What the hell had that been about? I knew that I was quieter than normal, but still. Had my attitude really changed that drastically? I hoped not. I yawned and finally made it to the boiler room. Raising my bow and waiting for Glenn and Carl to come up behind me, I cracked the door. Completely covering the room were walkers. They were everywhere, flooding the entire room. Before they could catch our scent, I closed the door shaking my head.

Moving past Glenn and Carl, I began the walk back to C. I would have loved to keep going and see the breach, but we couldn't. Not with the boiler room filled. That was our one way that we could get to the front of the prison. Storming back to the cells I could hear the two men following behind me, both clearly upset that the boiler room was now filled with walkers. We had just cleared it and now they were all back there. Damn it. As we rounded the last corner, I walked up to the gate and unlocked it. Storming in, I dropped back onto the table, gladly letting Glenn tell everyone that we had just seen.

Pacing back and forth a few times, Glenn looked up at our group and shook his head. "The tombs outside the boiler room are overrun again," he told them. I saw the shocked look and I couldn't blame them. It hadn't even been 2 weeks when we had last cleared it out and now it was once more overrun. Either we had a hard breach somewhere, or someone was leading the walkers in here.

Grunting, I looked over the faces on the group and saw that the emotions ranged from shocked to just despair. It was obvious at this point that most of out group had given up. "That whole section had been cleared," Carol said. I looked at her as she gave me a sidelong glance. I nodded at her and shrugged my shoulders. I was proud of Carol, she had come a long way in the time that I had known her. From putting up with her abusive husband to being one of our best shots and a valued member of our group.

Carl stepped forward and I watched as he fell into line with Glenn. "It's a steady stream of walkers," Carl told us. I nodded at him, it didn't look like there was any way that we would be able to stem the flow of walkers any time soon. Following Carl's movements, I shook my head at the young boy. Like me, he had been forced to grow up too fast. However, his had been much more more of a cruel shock to the reality of life.

Standing up, I walked over to Beth who was sitting in the corner and gave her a small smile. I hated being so close to the middle of the action. It was like I was the reason for it. I couldn't help it, but that was the way it felt. Even if most of the group didn't know that the Governor was my father. Glenn stormed over and stood in front of the group. "We're wasting time. The Governor is supposedly on the way and we're stuck in here with walkers," Glenn told us. I nodded at him, he too had been changing since I had first met him. He was more outspoken now, and that he was with Maggie now. He loved her and he was willing to go to the ends of the Earth to protect her and make sure she is safe. Whether she wants it or not.

Turning my head I saw that Hershel was hobbling over, and he stopped right in front of Glenn. "Trapped between a rock and a hard place," the older man said. I nodded, he was right. But Glenn was right as well. There was no place to run to.

I saw the anger light up on Glenn's face as he turned to Hershel and pointed atthe older man. "For the last time, running is not an option," he growled. I was ready to jump up just in case, but I doubted that Glenn was stupid enough to do anything to Hershel. Not with Maggie only back in her cell not even 20 feet away.

The older man sighed and nodded at the younger man. "Glenn, if the tombs have filled up again, it may just be a matter of time before they push in here. Or until some fence gives way. What if one of them herds is passing through? Or settled? Can't handle that with just the few of us," Hershel said. I looked around and nodded as Glenn's eyes landed on me. Those of us really able bodied to fight were myself, Rick, Glenn, Maggie, Carol, Michonne, and Carl. But Carl was young, we didn't really know Michonne at all, and Rick was nowhere to be found.

Glenn looked at the older man and nodded pacing back and forth a few steps. I watched closely as Glenn seemed to be turning the gears in his head. After a few moments he finally nodded and turned to the group. "Okay. All right, we need- we just need to scout the far side of the prison. Find out what's going on," Glenn said to us. I nodded and was about to volunteer to help when Hershel stepped in.

"You're going out there?" The older man asked.

Glenn nodded and grabbed a set of keys off the desk. "Take a car and make it quick," Glenn said. I nodded to him. He needed to take a car, that way he could take in the whole wall without worrying about walkers or being unable to see the entire thing.

Jumping up from my spot with Beth, I stepped forward and came to a stop beside Glenn. "I'll drive," I told him, shouldering my bow.

He gave me a grateful smile but shook his head at me. "No, you stay here. Help with the fortifications. I'll take Maggie," Glenn told me. I knew that he really did want me to stay and help. Probably to keep everyone on track, but that he also wanted time to talk to Maggie. I understood that, so I nodded at Glenn and took a step back.

"You sure she's up to that?" A voice called. I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard the voice, but turning around I saw that it had only been Rick who seemed to have snapped back into himself. I was glad, we needed him right now. We were too weak without Daryl and our leader was cracking up and now our impromptu leader is on a warpath. We were headed down the drain. We needed to pull ourselves together.

Turning my head, I saw Glenn walk past me along with Hershel. The older man strode by me and headed up to Rick. "Where have you been? We need to find out how the walkers are getting into the tombs," Hershel explained. I nodded but knew that this was not a conversation that needed to be heard by the entire group.

Sighing, I walked away from the group and headed into the cell area. Jumping up the perch, I walked over to where it hung over and sat down letting my legs hang off the edge of the perch. I hadn't even been sitting there for a moment when I saw Beth come over and head up the stairs. The younger girl sat down next to me and held her hand out which I gratefully took. For a while, no words were exchanged between the two of us, we just sat there enjoying each others company. After a few moments of silence, Beth looked over at me and put her hand on my shoulder. "I know you miss him," the young girl told me. "I miss him too in some way." I looked over at Beth and gave her a small smile.

Scooting a little closer to Beth I grabbed her hand and gave it a small squeeze. "I know you do Beth. Everyone does. You can see it in the air. Now that Daryl is gone, the soul of the group is too. I don't know why, but Daryl gave this group life," I told her. I really wasn't sure why other than the fact that he is a great man. I looked back over at the younger girl and saw that she had her eyes narrowed at me. "What?" I asked her.

Beth gave a small laugh and pointed to me. "It's you Rain." I cocked my eyebrows wondering what she was talking about when she laughed once more. "You probably don't see it, but you are a big part of this groups spirit. They love you. With Daryl gone, it already took a huge chunk away from us. Now you're gone too," She told me. I opened up my mouth to argue that I was right here when Beth once more cut me off. "Yeah, you're here in person but your head isn't here right now. Your spirit, the girl that we all know and love, she left with Daryl. We miss you Rain. I know that you love him and it kills you that he's gone, but we need you. We love you. You're not alone. You still have us, and we won;t ever leave you."

Feeling my heart tear in two, I knew that Beth was right. I had emotionally checked out when Daryl had left us. I missed him, more than anything. But this group deserved better. I needed to get the hell over it. My father was coming to kill the people that are still here, my real family. And I'll die before I ever let him touch them. I needed to come back. My family needed me.

Looking back over at Beth, I smiled at her. And this time, it was a genuine smile. "You're right Beth, it's not fair. Just because Daryl checked out doesn't mean that I need to as well. I'm here and he's gone and there's nothing that can be done about that. But what can be done is that I can get my ass up and help. Take charge. Make sure the Governor never makes it anywhere near any of us. As for Daryl. He was the first man that I ever truly loved, and I lost him. But that doesn't mean that I should lose myself. I'm here, and here to stay," I told the young girl. With a new-found outlook, I looked down to Beth and saw that she had a proud look on her face.

"Good," Beth told me. I smiled at her and began to run my fingers over the small scar on the back of my hand where I had smashed it on a rock months earlier. We sat in silence for a bit longer before Beth nudged me and I looked up to see what she wanted. "Daryl was really the first man that you ever loved?" She asked me.

Stunned by her question I sat in shock for a moment. Had Daryl really been the first man that I had loved? I had never felt the way I felt about him rather than anyone else. He must have been. Looking back at Beth, I nodded to her. "He was the first person I ever said I love you to that wasn't family. I mean sure, I'd had other boyfriends and I'd liked them and we'd done stuff. But I never felt the way about them that I did about Daryl. I loved him, and I still love him. I think I'll always love him."

Taking a deep breath, I sighed. So now Beth knew about my pathetic love life before Daryl, but I wouldn't tell her about my brief stint in prison. It wasn't a story that she, or anyone else, needed to know. I looked over at Beth and saw that she had an odd look on her face. I had expected that she would ask something about what I'd just told her, but it wasn't what I was expecting. "So you're 22 and you've never been in love until you met Daryl Dixon?" She asked me.

The look on her face was so severely concerned and confused that I couldn't help but to laugh. And I mean really laugh. I was in utter hysterics with tears rolling down my face and Beth laughing besides me. When I had finally calmed down I smiled at the younger girl. She had made me laugh like only Daryl and occasionally Maggie could, just with a look. "Alright then smarty pants, how about your love life huh? Mine's a little pathetic and hard to have girl talk about. I wanna know what the all wise Beth Greene's love life is about," I told her, poking at her leg.

Beth blushed and shrugged her shoulders, "I don't know, there's not really much to tell," she told me. I narrowed my eyebrows at her but she just shrugged her shoulders.

Glaring at the younger girl I tried to think back to the farm. There had been a boy back there that she had been with. What was his name? Jimmy! That was it. My eyes lit up and I turned to her. "What about Jimmy?" I asked her.

She gave me a look that told me she really hadn't cared that much for the young boy. "I mean, Jimmy was nice and all but we had only dated 3 months before this whole thing started. Once it all went down, Jimmy came to live with us and it was like we were married. It was to fast and he was too clingy for my liking. So yeah there was him, but that wasn't really very much." I gave Beth and sidelong glance knowing that there was no way that he was it.

"So there was no one else?" I asked her.

Beth seemed to think about it for a minute before sighing and nodding to me. "There was another guy, Jacob." I waited for her to say something else, but when she didn't I poked at her. I wanted to know about the mystery man. "Well, he wasn't the type of guy that I would have wanted to bring home to daddy." I gave her a go on type of look and she let out a low laugh before continuing. "He smoked, and drank. A lot. He always would before school. He mad a motorcycle and he used to like t show me how it worked. But anyways, he was always cussing and trying to get into a fight. Daddy would have never let me be with him. Doesn't matter though, he moved away and we lost touch," Beth told me. I sat there and took in what she had told me for a moment.

About a minute had gone by before I began giggling. Beth looked at me and I smiled. "He sounds like Daryl," I told her. Beth laughed and nodded at me. I leaned over the railing and hooted, "Beth loved a bad boy!" I was laughing like a mad man when Beth pulled me away from the railing and I fell back down to the floor.

"Shut up! Daddy will kill me if he ever finds out," Beth hissed at me. But judging by the sound of her voice she thought it was hilarious. We laughed for a moment before I jumped up, giving Beth a hand up as well.

Shaking the dust off of my legs, I headed over to the stairs and turned back to Beth. "Thanks Beth, I really did need that." The younger girl looked at me and smiled as we made our way down the stairs. "Alright, wanna go see if we can help outside? Help with the fortifications?" I asked her. Beth nodded and we made our way to the door. For the first time in days I was actually wearing a really smile on my face.

Talk about how Beth confronts Rain about her love for Daryl. Rain tells Beth of her past love life and tells her that Daryl is the first man that she has ever truly loved. The two girls bond before sitting over the railing and talking about Beth's old love life. The two fall silent and sit in each other's comfort.

Back in the Woods

Stomping through the street heading back to the woods, I was fuming. Merle had been about to let that family die and take what they had after we had saved them. Damn him... Made me point the damn bow at him. I had never had to do anything like that to him before. I could hear Merle grumbling behind me, and I tried to hold onto my anger the best I could, but it was getting the better of me. I couldn't help but wonder, if I had stayed with Merle, would I have left that family as well? Was it because of Judith that I had gone and saved the family? Or was it Rain rubbing off on me? It was probably both. Damn, I needed her right now or else I might kill my own family. With Merle still grumbling behind me, I whipped around, ready to hit him. "They were scared, man," I snarled at my older brother.

Instead of understanding that the family had been to petrified to do anything or to thank us- shit they hadn't even spoke English- he was angry that they hadn't repaid us. We didn't need to be repaid. I had gone up there to help that family. To save them and their baby from the walkers. "They were rude is what they were. Rude and they owed us a token of gratitude," Merle told me.

I scoffed and turned away from Merle. "They didn't owe us nothing," I growled at him.

Stomping away from Merle once more I heard him scoff from behind me. "You helping people out of the goodness of your heart? Even though you might die doing it? Is that something your Sheriff Rick taught you? Or maybe that little bitch of yours has rubbed off on you. Made you soft little brother," Merle told me.

I knew that he was goading me, but I also know that I was going to play right into it. That was just the type of person Merle was. You played right into his traps. "There was a baby!" I yelled at him.

Merle scoffed at me and came to face me. "Oh, otherwise you would have just left them to the biters, then?" He asked. The question had caught me by surprise. I didn't actually know what I would have done. But I prayed that deep down I would have saved them. That I would have been the person that Rain thought I was. I wanted to make her proud.

Keeping my cool, I turned to face Merle but shook my head and turned around instead. "Man, I went back for you. You weren't there. I didn't cut off your hand, neither. You did that. Way before they locked you up on that roof. You asked for it," I growled at him before turning my back to him. I was done with my older brother for the day. I was sick of hearing him.

I walked away and not even a minute later I heard Merle stomping up behind me. "You know- you know what's funny to me?" Merle asked me. I didn't want to know what he had to say but I turned anyways. "You and Sheriff Rick are like this now. Right?" He asked me, crossing his fingers. "And Rain, she's got you by the balls I bet boy." I felt my anger rise once more, but I managed to calm it down somehow. Merle laughed at me and shook his head. "I bet you a penny and a fiddle of gold that you never told him that we were planning on robbing that camp blind," Merle sneered at me.

For a moment I felt my heart stop. It had been so many months since I had last seen Merle that the plan hadn't been in my head. I had long since forgotten about it. I couldn't believe that Merle had brought it up. I was just happy that he hadn't said it when we were with my group. Rain would have never forgiven me. I wasn't even sure if she would ever forgive me now. "It didn't happen," I mumbled quietly to my older brother.

From behind me, I heard Merle snort and I turned on my heels, angry once more. "Yeah, it didn't 'cause I wasn't there to help you," he jibed at me. I growled and marched up to him.

Suddenly every memory of my childhood came back. The days that he would just dissappear and never come back. Or the days that when he would leave my father would take out all of his pent up, drunk anger. "What, like when we were kids, huh? Who left who then?" I asked Merle, now seething. I could tell that I wasn't the only one angry though, Merle looked infuriated as well.

Now facing Merle, I saw that his anger had suddenly spiked as well. That had always been one of the ways that people could tell that we were related. Whenever one of us was angry, so was the other. And our anger was something awful, it almost always ended up in a physical confrontation. Approaching me, I was reminded of how afraid I had been of Merle as a kid. But I wasn't that little kid anymore. I wasn't afraid of him. Not anymore. "What? Huh? Is that why I lost my hand?" Merle yelled at me.

Instead of backing down as I would have in the past, I jumped forward to Merle and in that moment I could see the surprise on his face. He was surprised that I had retaliated at him. I wasn't his little baby brother anymore. I was going to stand my ground against him. Rain had taught me that. "You lost your hand 'cause you're a simpleminded piece of shit," I hissed at him lunging forward at him.

"Yeah?" Merle asked me before jumping forward at me. I jumped back but I was too slow. Merle caught me and swung me around by my arms. "You don't know!" He yelled at me. I tried to get away from him, and I managed to him, but he caught the top of my shirt, so as I tried to get away the back of my shirt tore and I fell to the ground on my knees. Merle had gone silent behind me and I knew that it was from the scars. I debated hiding them, but it was no use. He had already seen them. Picking my back pack up that I had dropped I threw it on and tried to march on, but my head was spinning. As I came to a full stand, I finally heard Merle say something from behind me. "I- I didn't know he was-" Merle stammered.

Not wanting to hear it, I cut Merle off immediately. "Yeah, he did. He did the same to you. That's why you left first," I told him. I had always known that he had done the same to Merle. It hadn't been hard to figure out. I knew that Merle had never known. I knew that Merle had always hoped that our father had only taken out his anger on me. But it didn't matter, I had tried to hide the truth from Merle but it was out in the open now. He knew and it wasn't something he would forget.

After a beat of silence Merle faced me with a face that I knew meant that he was sorry. Although he would never say it out loud. Merle was too proud for that. "I had to, man. I would have killed him otherwise," Merle told me. I scoffed and began to walk away. I was going back to the prison. I had to find Rain, I needed to get her to forgive me. I needed her. From behind me, I heard Merle call out to me. "Where you going?" He asked.

"Back where I belong," I grunted still slightly out of breath from the scuffle. I was tired but there was no way that I would slow down. The Governor was on his way to the prison and he was not happy with his daughter.

Merle looked at me in wonder, probably wondering when I had learned to turn him down. "I can't go with you. I tried to kill that black bitch. Damn near killed the Chinese kid," Merle begged with me.

I looked back at Merle and scoffed. "He's Korean," I told my brother. Had it not been more serious, I would have laughed. There had been a time where Glenn had once said that to me. I had started out as Merle's brother and now I had become one of the group. I was one of them, I needed to get back. Merle was my brother but they were my family.

Merle looked at me like I had gone nuts before scoffing at me. "Whatever. Doesn't matter, man. I just can't go with you," Merle told me. I thought about it for a minute. He was my brother but he wasn't where I needed to be. Right now my heart was with the prison. Well, one person inside of it. And right now they weren't happy with me, and I would do anything to win her back. I just needed to get to her first. I needed to leave. I needed to go to her.

Shaking my head of my thoughts and turning my back to Merle, I began to walk past the trees. "You know, I may be the one walking away but you're the one that's leaving- again," I told Merle choking on the last word. I didn't want to walk away from him, but I needed to. He was nothing but bad for me and I needed to get the hell away from him. It wasn't like I didn't want to be with my brother, but my loyalties were somewhere else, and I wanted to be there.

Stomping through the trees, I had barely made it 10 feet before I heard Merle mutter from behind. "Damn," he grumbled before running after me. As he ran up to me I said nothing but a million things were racing through my mind. Would they let me back? What would they do about Merle? Could they all forgive me for leaving even though I came back? And would Rain forgive me? I could only pray that she would.

Meanwhile at the Prison

Beth and I had just left the cell block when I scanned the yard. I saw that Glenn and Maggie were standing off to the side of the yard, talking. They were fortifying the prison, and it was a good thing. Everyone knew that there was an impending war, but no one wanted to say it. Rick and Hershel were in the yard, Rick out beyond the gate, and Hershel seemingly making his way to the leader. Michonne was over by the truck with Carl not far away. Looking directly in front of us, I saw that Carol and Axel were together seemingly having a nice conversation. I smiled at the two and asked Beth if she wanted to join them for a few minutes. The younger girl nodded and we walked over to the pair.

Carol smiled at us as we walked up and I smiled at the older woman. Both she and Axel said their hellos and we responded. I smirked at Carol as it seemed that Axel was getting a but fond of her. I laughed slightly and Carol nudged my shoulder. Axel and Beth were both standing on the other side of us, smiling.

As our laughing ceased, Axel looked over at the three of us. "Stress getting to your man Rick?" He asked. I smiled at Axel and shook my head. He had no idea. It was a nightmare with Rick. Beth and I both nodded at the former prisoner but it seemed that Carol was the one of us who actually had something to say.

The older woman looked over at Axel and shook her head. "Can you blame him?" She asked.

Axel shook his head and let out a deep sigh. "No. Not at all. In here I've seen plenty of dudes crack. But not me. I got on better on the inside. Things made more sense, you know?" He asked us. All three of us nodded as Axel continued. "There were rules. Life was more simple," he told us. I nodded at him. He was right, there were rules. I used to hate how many laws there were, how boring life seemed to be. But now I would love to be sitting in my apartment working on my thesis or term paper. I would give anything to be up all night studying with a bowl of Ramen noodles in front of me. But I would never give up the people I had met in this new life. Not for anything.

Carol looked over at Axel and cocked her head at him. "Didn't you miss your brother?" She asked him. I cocked my head at him as well. I hadn't known that Axel had a sibling. Although I wasn't surprised. He didn't seem like the only child type. He seemed like he had an older brother. Probably one that was a bit like Merle.

Axel looked over at Carol like she had grown a third head. "My brother? Hell, no. He had a real money problem," Axel told us. I gave him a long look, curious what he was talking about. Maybe it had been a drug or alcohol problem. People could blow through a million bucks on that shit real fast.

It seemed that he had caught all three of our attention, but I wanted Carol to get a chance with Axel. I had had Daryl, but he was gone and he was the only man that I wanted. But oh well. Why should no one else get a chance at love just because I had lost mine? "What kind of problem?" Carol asked him.

After a beat of silence Axel looked over at us and let a smile break over his face. "He didn't lend me any," Axel told us. I laughed as I realized that he had only been joking. His brother had been the good one. Very funny... "One time that son of a bitch-" Axel started before a bang ripped through the air and Axel fell to the side. At first, I didn't know what it was, but it finally registered. A bullet. He was dead. Axel is dead. Jumping away as bullets began raining down, I saw that Carol used Axel's body to hide behind and I shoved Beth away.

"Beth!" I heard Maggie scream. I looked over and saw that she and Glenn were hiding behind the boards firing at who was most likely my father and his people.

Grunting, I looked over at the forest and saw that my father was standing at the wood line holding a rifle. He had shot Axel with it. Pulling my pistol out of my pants, I fired at one of his soldiers, but only managed to clip their shoulder. They went down in pain, but I knew that they would get back up. "Damn it! Beth get to Maggie!" I yelled to the younger girl. I looked into the yard and saw that Rick was getting surrounded with walkers. Feeling my heart rate go up, I sprinted towards him. "I'm gonna get down there to Rick!" I yelled to my group members. "Hang on Rick!I screamed at our leader.

Bounding down the drive, I saw my father standing at the wood line acting as if nothing had ever even happened. I growled and raised my hands. Aiming at my father I took a few deep breaths and pulled the trigger. I was praying that I would hit him, but I missed. Not by much though, I had hit the top of his hair. He jumped and immediately fired at me. I jumped out of the way and the bullet narrowly missed me. I had felt the air go by my head, and I thanked God that it had missed me.

As I made it down to the bottom of the hill, I fired at a few walkers around Rick but I knew I wouldn't make it to him. He had no more hands and walkers were still piling around him. Just as a walker almost took a bite out of Rick, an arrow came through the wood and killed the walker for the last time. I stood in shock for a moment, I knew that arrow. Daryl. Just as it registered in my mind, I saw him and his brother come rushing through the woods taking down the walkers in their path. They, along with Rick and I, took down the walkers on the outside gates.

Breathing heavily from the fight, I turned and saw that a truck had come breaking through the gates. It dropped its gate and out poured walkers. Out poured walkers into the yard that we had fought so hard for. We would have to take all of those out again. I saw that my father had motioned for his people to leave, and like that, the fight was over. But it wasn't really, he would be back. This was just his warning. I turned around and motioned to Rick to go back inside. We walked up the yard and I stepped back, staring at Daryl.

Taking a few deep breaths, I finally gave Daryl a good once over. He was here. Perfect timing. But what the hell was he doing back. I stared at him for a while and when he finally took a step forward, I back off. "Rain! Thank God you're OK. Listen, I'm sorry that I ever-" Daryl babbled to me, but I didn't want to hear any apology he had for me. The anger bubbling in my system, I swung my arm out and slapped him across the face.

I heard Merle bark out a laugh and I glared at him, making the older Dixon fall silent. Those of the group who were outside were all watching what was happening between the two of us. "Fuck you. Don't you dare think that you have the right to talk to me right now," I hissed at Daryl. Turning on my heels I stormed back into the prison feeling my heart beating like crazy. I was furious with him. He left me just to come back? Who the hell did he think he was? No way, I couldn't take him back. Not ever. He would beg and I would want to give in, but there was no way. Daryl had hurt me, and I wasn't going to be forgetting that any time soon. And I would make sure that he didn't either.

A/N: PLEASE VOTE FOR MY NEXT STORY GUYS! I'm sorry the first one was so long so I'll keep this one short. I hope you guys liked it, and now that Daryl's back, he's determined to win Rain back. But Rain won't budge easily. Thanks for the follows and favorites from redangel2463, volleygirl13, , TheF5, littlemissfangirl00, Atinylittlesnail, The Lady Durin (I love your name), Jada17, DancingLuthien, and Floatingsticks! And a huge thank you to my reviewers, Edraithwen, Violet, Jada17, and littlemissfangirl00! Anyways, as always please review! Especially this time! I want to know what you guys think! Also, I'm home right now for a little over a week for spring break and I'll be writing a lot! Expect faster, and more, updates. Til next time! -A