Carol jumped over the bed and started beating the creature to death. Daryl held a pillow to his shoulder, trying to bind the wound. He knew just as well as carol that he couldn't cut anything off to save him from his pending death, which made killing this thing to Carol all the more important. Punching the thing with all her might, because she didn't have a weapon, made Carol even more sad, knowing it didn't matter to the walker, it was just a walker. She tired herself out but gave up. She rushed to Daryl's side and hugged him. The thing moaned and she grabbed the mini metal figure on the bedside table. She swung her arm up and went to smash the zombie in the head. As her arm was high in the air, ready to smash down hard she was surprised.

"Pl..P...Please don't!" The walker said, which made Carol think she was insane. She looked closer at this thing, and she realized it was a human being.

"What the fuck?!" She yelled. Rick and Morgan came running in the room. He saw a beaten and bloody thing on the floor but paid much more concern for Daryl, who was pressing a bloody pillow against his shoulder.

"Oh no!" Rick cried out. "What the hell happened?" Carol sat on the floor, her weeping had stopped and she pointed at the male thing.

"Its not dead.. She isn't a walker... he is a human...He is a cannibitch!" The man on the floor started laughing insanely. Rick came to his side and pulled his gun to his face.

"Look at this, take this in, I will kill you, I wont hesitate." the man started coughing up blood.

"You haven't pulled the trigger yet, I don't think your man enough!" He cried out laughing. Rick smashed his face with the butt of his gun.

"I am serious, I am man enough, and you are going to die tonight. Which hour hasn't been decided." Rick said up close and personal. The man stopped laughing.

"Please don't kill me... We've been locked up here so long, eating bugs and rats... we ran out of kitchen food and then you guys came just before we died... Its nothing personal." He said looking at Daryl. Daryl stood up and kicked him in the ribcage.

"Shut up." he said in a warning tone. Rick was now concerned.

"We? There is more of you?"

"My wife, and kids... Then some of our neighbors... and one of this places former guests." the man wiped the blood from his face.

"How many in total?"

"Thirteen... Please leave them out of this... They had no part." Rick drew his gun back.

"Daryl he has kids." Rick didn't want to start a feud with anyone, and he felt out numbered. Daryl rolled his eyes, he knew Rick was right.

"Aw fuck. Fine." Carol wanted to argue but she was just to happy that Daryl was alive.

"Let me stitch that." Carol pulled out a sewing kit and started fixing up Daryl. Who was trying not to be a big baby about it.

The man called out this group. There were three children. This is Ron, Sarah and Kurtis. Said the man. "I am Peter." The other adults stood there. "This is Jessie, my wife, Lily-Anne and her husband Jacob, there son is Kurtis and daughter is Sarah... Ron is our son. This is Aberham, Rosita, Eugene. And this is that movie star, Sarah Michelle Geller." He said pointing at each and everyone. Rick stepped forward.

"I am Rick, This is my son Carl, this is Daryl and Carol. Michonne and Morgan. This is Guillermo, This is Herschel and Glenn. This is Tyreese. This is Louis, his dad passed away." They all went to shake hands.

"Jacob?!" Carol cried out. The man stepped from the crowd. In tears she threw herself in his arms. Daryl was uncomfortable. "Jacob!, Your alive!"

"Carol? Oh my god, Thank god!" The man wrapped his arms around her. Everyone looked curiously.

"This is my brother Jacob!" He kissed her cheek.

"Wheres Ed? Sophia?" Daryl looked to the floor.

"They didn't make it..." Jacob started tearing up.

"How?"

"Ed got bit... And he scratched Sophia..." Carol explained.

"That just... Sucks." Jacob let a few loose tears fall out for his fallen niece.

Later on that day while Rick and Daryl went out to get food, Carol was sitting with Carl and Jacob, and Carl was curled up to Carol as always. "You look different Carol..."

"A year in this hell hole may do that to you..." Carol said.

"You look well, a little chubbier actually." Jacob kidded. Carl didn't want to say anything, he just stood awkwardly. "How many have your group lost? Tell me about them... I want to honor the dead." Jacob asked, he was always respectful about memory.

"We lost Ed and Amy, She was a teenager, went out pretty brutally." Carol said.

"We lost Jim and Jacqui, they were nice, one was bite, one committed suicide." Carl added.

"Then there was Dale. He was sweet, kinda like an old you." Carol said painfully.

"We lost Otis and his wife Patricia. One was murdered by Shane, the other was eaten, while we trying to escape." Carl said, trying to remember everyone.

"We lost Jimmy, T-Dog, Shane, Allen, Oscar and Axel..." Carol said Axel very tearfully.

"Ben, Sasha... Beth... My mom... My sister..." Carl said tearfully.

"Maggie and Sophia..." Carol said restraining herself.

"How many is that? Damn near twenty..." Jacob muttered, disappointed.

"I take your list is a lot shorter?" Jacob nodded. "Cherish that." Carl cautioned.

"I cant believe how much weight you have on you Carol, maybe Peter should have tried to eat you." Jacob kidded, trying to lighten up the mood.

"Jacob, I am pregnant." Carol said so effortlessly. Jacobs eyes popped.

"Pregnant? How long ago did Ed die?" Carol shook her head.

"About a year ago." Jacob got the picture.

"Well the who? That Rick guy?" Jacob said hopefully.

"No, Daryl." Jacob looked confused.

"Which one was he?"

"The one your friend tried to eat... He almost ate one of the last members of my family" Carol muttered codly.

"The one who looks like he'd fit in with the cast of Sons of anarchy?" he said laughing, Carol couldn't help but chuckle.

"He really is great." Carol defended. Jacob looked at Carl.

"What do you think of him? Kids really are the best judges of character." Jacob asked.

"Hes a little rough around the edges, but between me, him and my dad, You don't have to worry about Carol, he loves her."Jacob smiled.

"Good, cause I don't think I could beat him into it... He is a little big." The all shared a laugh as Rick and Daryl walked back in, they had basically hit gold. A secluded nursing home had tons of food. Dinner was prepared, and they were all eating together.

"So Peter and Jessie what did you do before the world ended?" Rick asked, he took notice to the marks on Jessie's arm.

"I was a contractor, Jessie stayed home with Ron." They all made small talk, and split off into their rooms.

Rick was walking down the hall. He walked passed a room and heard weeping. He looked in the crack and saw Jessie, sitting there on the bed doing her best to contain her tears. He kept walking back to his room and sat down. For the first time in a long time he started to take off his shoes, he always slept with them on. He laid back and closed his eyes. When the reopened Jessie was in his room, on his bed leaning over him. Regaining his consciousness he rubbed his eyes.

"Everything okay?" He asked

"I know you saw me." She said in an unreadable tone.

"I was.. I didn't mean to spy... Were you okay?" Jessie shook her head.

"Peter is cruel, emotionally and physically." She grabbed on to Ricks and hand. He squeezed it back in sympathy. They stared at each other for a while. He noticed beyond the tired woman, was a beautiful lady, and she saw through his tough exterior. Rick uncontrollably leaned up and kissed her genitally. He pulled back.

"I am so sorry." He pleaded.

"Don't be." She put one leg over him and started unbuttoning his shirt. He pulled hers off and unsnapped her bra, she started tugging at his pants and they started kissing.

"What are we doing? What if he comes looking for you?"

"Shh, I locked your door." Rick put his hands on her waste, and they continued.

–-

"Some day huh?" Carol said curling up to Daryl.

"Thank you." He said.

"for what?" She asked.

"When I was bitten, ya didn't give up, you killed the problem, and then focused on me, That's what I wanted to know ya could do."

"I am just glad it wasn't real, I don't want to lose you." Daryl put his arm around her.

"We're safe tonight sweetheart."