Sorry for the wait, but here's the next chapter. There's probably going to be at least 6 or 7 chapters left. I'm not hundred present sure, yet, but I don't think there will be more than ten chapters. I'm going to miss this story, but it will be good to have another complete story under my belt. I still have two other WIPs to finish and right now, on my computer I have about...11 other stories give or take. Some have only one page written and others have quite a few. So, that means that once I finish the stories I have on here, I'll have at least a few others in my documents to work on. You won't get rid of me for a looonnnggg time! ;) That's enough rambling and I hope you enjoy this update!

Chapter 36

Oscar was the first to wake up the next morning. He and Axel had commandeered the floor as their place of sleep while Andrea was in the bed. She was pregnant, after all and it was starting to show. His stomach started to rumble and that's when he decided to get up from the floor. Axel was still snoring on the other side of the room and Andrea was still buried in her blankets.

Walking over to the table that was set by the window, Oscar grabbed a granola bar, pulled back the curtain, and looked outside. Normally, it was only men with the really big guns that walked around, but he was surprised to see Ed escorting a black woman with what looked like a...sword attached to her back.

"What do we have here?" He was mostly speaking to himself but was surprised when Andrea silently joined his side.

"Do you think they captured her?" Andrea shuddered at the thought. She had been lucky none of the men had come looking for her or any of the other women hold up in their rooms. This woman was out in the open and was probably seen as open game, now.

"I don't know," Oscar answered. "You'd think if they did, they would have confiscated that nasty looking weapon on her back."

Andrea made a noise of agreement and continued to watch the pair of them walk down the street. Axel joined them a few minutes later, just as Ed and the woman disappeared from sight.

"What did I miss?" He rubbed his eyes sleepily.

"Nothing much. Just Ed escorting a possible prisoner to Mr. Buck Dixon," Oscar said, dryly.

Axel winced. "That's probably not going to end well for him."

"Her," Andrea corrected.

Axel winced again. "That makes it even worse."

"Well, there isn't anything we can do about it," Andrea sighed and walked back to her bed. She looked defeated. Milton was most likely dead and now, they were in a town run by a lunatic. She didn't even know if Phillip was still alive. "What the point anymore?"

Oscar and Axel both pulled up chairs to the bed and stared at her. They had become close the few days they had been locked up together and to Andrea, it didn't matter that the men in front of her had been former convicts. They were kind and they could have easily taken advantage of her, but they didn't.

"We're going to run out of food, eventually and if one of you guys goes out there, then you'll be killed. I can't go out there because..." she shuddered. "What's the point anymore? We're just going to die in this tiny room." At least, I'd be with Milton, then...

"You have that baby to think about, Andrea." Oscar said, softly. "And if it comes down to it, me and Axel will do whatever it takes to make sure you and it are safe."

Tears pooled in her eyes at the man's kind words. A few weeks ago, she had never even known these men and now, they were willing to risk their lives for her.

She smiled through her tears, leaned over to grab one of their hands and squeezed . "You guys are the best."

Michonne stood a few feet away as Ed knocked on the door in front of him and rolled her eyes as he shifted nervously in place, waiting for someone to answer. The man was obviously afraid of whoever was behind the door and she knew she should probably be afraid, too, but for some reason she wasn't. She felt confident that the plan they had put together earlier was going to work and she got to keep her katana, so that was a big plus.

"Come in!" A deep voice bellowed from the other side and Ed jumped at the sound. Michonne smirked and waited for him to open the door so she could enter.

The first thing she noticed was the smell. The air was thick with the smell of sweat and liquor. Not very pleasant smells at all and when her eyes got use to the darkness of the room, she saw a figure sitting in a lounge chair in the corner. It was a man, a large man. In one hand, he held a whisky bottle and by the other was a rifle.

When the man saw her, he straightened up. "Well, what do we have here?"

The question was directed at Ed, but Michonne answered, "The name's Michonne. I just came across this nice little town of yours and wondered if I could stay."

The man lurched to his feet and stepped close to Michonne. It took all of her willpower to not reel away from the stench coming off him. The man looked at Ed. "What do you think, Ed? Should she stay?"

"Of course, Buck," Ed answered with a sleazy smile. Michonne almost gagged at the sight of it and her fingers itched to lop his head off with her sword.

Buck gestured for her to take a seat in a stool near his chair before taking his seat again. "Now, Michonne, tell me a bit about yourself."

Michonne forced a smile and took a seat. "What do you want to know, Buck?"

"Hmm," he scratched the stubble on his chin. "Were you with a group before you found your way here?"

"Nope. I've been alone since this whole thing started."

"So, it's just been you and that sword, huh?" Ed spoke from his spot, still standing, in the middle of the room.

"Yep," she answered.

"What made you stop and come here?" Buck asked. "You've been alone this whole time and you could have jus' walked on by?"

"I was tired of being alone," Michonne leveled a gaze at Buck that she hoped looked seductive.

Buck sat back and his smile grew wider. "I see. Ed why don't you find Michonne a room." Michonne stood up, then and walked to the door.

"Okay," Ed said and then, turned to leave. However, Buck stopped him.

"Michonne, can you wait outside?" The woman didn't answer, just left the room. Buck focused on Ed. "Let everyone know not to touch her. She's mine." Ed nodded. "I'll let her relax today, but tomorrow, I'm going to show her around good ol' Woodbury."

Ed nodded. He knew that Michonne wouldn't be shown any part of the town tomorrow. Lucky Buck. Ed hadn't been laid since before the world went to shit.

"Now, go on and show the woman her room." Buck dismissed him and went back to the bottle of whisky by his chair. Ed hoped for Michonne's sake that the man at least showered before showing up at her door tomorrow.

Shane was pacing back and forth at the campsite and Daryl was so bored, he sat there watching him. Merle was taking a nap in the truck and Rick was walking the perimeter of the camp since there wasn't much else to do.

"If you keep that pacin' up, you'll make a mote around the fire," Daryl smirked.

"Sorry, man," Shane sighed and sat down a few feet from Daryl. "I can't help but worry since Michonne is there alone."

"Michonne's a fuckin' ninja. She'll be fine."

"What if it was Carol, instead? How would you feel, then?" Shane didn't say that to sound defensive, he generally wanted to know how Daryl would feel.

Daryl snorted. "She wouldn't be there because I'd make her ass stay behind and if she was; my ass would be there right with her."

Shane ran a hand through his hair. "See, I wasn't given a choice."

"You got it bad, then, huh?" Daryl didn't know when he turned into some mushy romantic, but there really wasn't anything better to do at the moment.

Shane looked up at him, a surprised look on his face. "Yeah, I guess, I do." He hung his head, again. "Shit."

A door slammed and the two men looked behind them to see Merle climb out of the SUV. He saw his brother and smiled. "Hey, Daryl, why don't you grab that crossbow of yours and let's get a little huntin' done? Ain't much else to do around here."

Daryl grabbed the crossbow that lay beside him and stood up. With a nod in Shane's direction, he walked over to Merle who was on his way to the woods. They told Rick what they were up to and the man was all right with it.

"Shit, if I knew this was goin' to be borin', then I wouldn't have volunteered to go," Merle grumbled. Daryl could only nod and kept himself alert. Any game that crossed their path would be his.

"Shoulda brought Maggie along. At least then, I would have myself some entertainment."

"In the middle of camp?" Daryl asked.

"Naw, I would have had us sneak away for a bit," Merle smirked. "Surprisingly, we ain't never done it in the woods before."

Daryl's face scrunched up in disgust. Not at the thought of having sex in the woods part because he was pretty sure he'd like to do that with Carol sometime, but the Merle having sex part. Sometimes, his brother was too open about his sex life and it thoroughly disgusted Daryl.

"Well, look it there." Merle was pointing at something in the distance. Daryl squinted his eyes and saw that it was a small, one story house. It was no bigger than the house he had grown up in.

"Want to check it out?" Daryl asked, feeling adventurous.

"Sure."

Ed didn't know where there were any empty rooms, so we he walked into the first building they came up, too and went to the first door that was open. Looking inside, he saw that it was empty and there was no sign of anyone's belongings.

"Here, you go." He gestured to the woman behind him. Michonne breezed past him and walked into the room to give it a once over. Satisfied with what she saw, she turned back to Ed.

"Thanks."

"No problem. If you need anything else just look for me. I'll probably be on the front wall."

Michonne nodded, knowing that she would never ask this man for anything. She didn't like the look of him at all.

"See you later." Then, Ed was gone walking down the hallway. Michonne watched him go before shutting the door and locking it. Walking over to the bed, she sat down, unsheathed her katana, took the rag from her back pocket and started wiping down the blade, even though it was spotless.

Tomorrow, when Buck showed up at her door, he'd be in for a big surprise.

I miss Oscar. While writing this chapter, I realized how much I missed him. He had a lot of potential. Stupid writers for killing him off and leaving characters that don't bring anything to the table or are just plain boring.

Thanks for reading! :)