A/N: I now despise snow…. We're getting dumped on.

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Prompt: The farm

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"Daryl? Glenn?" Anna sharply whispered as she moved through the trees in the dark now. She turned on one of the flashlights and was trying to move as quietly as possible.

"Anna? What tha hell are ya doin'?" Daryl appeared in front of her, shielding his eyes from the flashlight beam she pointed in his face.

"Looking for you. Thought you could use some flashlights." She handed her two extra flashlights to the two men. "Did you find him? Was Randall out there?"

"Yeah…" Daryl and Glenn exchanged a look.

"What?"

"He turned, but he wasn't bitten." Glenn explained. "We need to tell Rick about this a.s.a.p."

"C'mon." Anna turned, remembering the way she came from camp. They weren't too far into the woods luckily and the trip was short. The rest of the group was relieved to see them come back safely.

"We heard a gunshot. What happened?" Lori asked anxiously. The men looked at her confused.

"It wasn't us." Glenn replied. "But we did find Randall. He was… He was a walker, but Daryl looked at the body after we took care of him. He wasn't bitten."

"What?" Shocked whispered spread among the group. Anna looked down, trying to make sense of it, then looked off to see where the hell Rick and Shane were.

What she saw made her heart stop.

"Oh my God." She exhaled slowly, taking a step back. "Walkers. A horde." She managed to gasp out, pointing to the mass of dead bodies moving their direction.

"Fuck." Daryl hissed, grabbing Anna's hand and running to the house. The rest of the survivors followed, yelling to get Hershel's attention to the immediate danger. The old farmer came out armed with a shotgun, standing just outside the house, ready to fight for his land.

"Anna, stay here. We're gunna drive the perimeter, killin' as many of these zombitches as we can 'fore they get too close." Daryl told her, leaving her with a small peck on the lips.

"Have you seen Carl?" Lori desperately asked Carol and Anna as they stood on the porch. Anna shook her head, worrying about Daryl.

"I'm sure he's around. Let's go look." Carol took the despairing woman into the house. Anna walked up beside Hershel, gun out.

"Do you really think we can defend your land?" She asked. She tried not to make it sound like it was already a lost cause, but it was a fact there were more walkers than there were survivors.

"I'll defend it to my death."

"Jimmy! Where are you—" Anna turned hearing Patricia yell after the young farm hand. He took Dale's RV and drove to the now blazing barn.

"Do you think that was Rick?" Anna looked at the RV hopefully. Two figures hopped from the top level of the burning building to the RV, but the big vehicle didn't move… It started to shake as walkers invaded.

"No…" Anna couldn't see clearly, but she could only imagine the worst. She prayed that Rick was alright.

"Look out!" Hershel yelled at the two cars that were driving back and forth along the perimeter. Anna nearly forgot that Daryl had left her. The horde had breached the wooden fence and was making its way closer to the house faster than anyone liked.

"Dammit." Anna swore, raising her pistol. "What I wouldn't give for a submachine gun right about now."

"What?" Hershel looked at her with confusion.

"Nevermind." Anna ran forward as T-Dog and Andrea pulled up in the SUV.

"It's no good. I think the farm is lost." Andrea said grimly.

"We need to get out of here!" Both women turned hearing Rick yell at Hershel. He was trying to get the older man to go with them.

"Anna!" Daryl pulled up on his motorcycle, slipping his gun into the holder he slung over one handlebar.

"Dare!" Anna ran up and kissed him hard. "Don't you leave me again."

"We're leaving, come on!" Rick yelled to his group, seemingly getting Hershel to sway on his stance to defend his land to the death. As he ran to his car, Lori, Carol, Beth, and Patricia ran from the house. Lori and Beth leapt into T-Dog's car as the walkers finally reached the house.

"God, no!" Carol gasped as Patricia was caught. The woman went down and Carol tried to use it as a distraction to get away. Anna and Andrea both leapt to help defend to woman, Andrea having a narrow miss with a walker. As the corpse fell on her, Carol was picked up by Rick.

"Anna!" Daryl paused for a millisecond and Anna leapt on the bike without hesitating. As they drove away, Anna looked around the cars to see if everyone was accounted for.

Carol, Hershel, Rick, and Carl in the Grime's family car.

T-Dog, Beth, and Lori in the black SUV.

Maggie and Glenn were way ahead in Shane's old hybrid SUV.

Shane. Anna hadn't seen him come back with Rick. She was sure that'd be one hell of a story. But for now, they had to escape. Scooting closer to Daryl on the back of Merle's motorcycle, she buried her face into his dirty jacket, trying to keep her sobs as quiet as possible.