Chapter Forty Nine

Soon enough, the winter snows had melted and the group was met by the warm winds of spring. And with the spring, came the defrosted walkers. They were prepared though, just about everyone was armed with a gun, only to be used when all else fails. Kylie and Daryl had even taken it upon themselves to teach the others a little about hunting. Mostly how to build snares and how to gut their kills.

As usual the group was on the move, spending most of their time running from house to house. And they were going in constant circles. But they had a system, a routine one that kept them safe and effectively eliminated the dead.

"How many are inside?" Rick as his niece when she finally returned to the cars. She had been the one elected to take a peek inside, see how many walkers they would be going up against.

"I couldn't tell" Kylie sighed, running a hand over her dirty and tired face, leaning against the Bronco next to her uncle.

"Alright, I'll take point." Rick nodded as he signaled the others to follow. "You sure you don't want to stay behind?" he asked when he noticed Kylie stifle a yawn.

"I'm fine, Rick" she said, pushing off her dirty 4x4 to move back towards the house. Only to wobble and be steadied by Daryl.

"You're staying in the car" was all her boyfriend said before opening the driver's side door and guiding her to sit. "You've been pullin' double watches for the past week, and barely even sleepin' when you get the chance."

Kylie knew that it was pointless to argue with him. Especially when she saw the look on her uncle's face, the one that told her that he agreed with the hunter. Sighing, she jumped into the seat and rested her head on the wheel. And after a silent goodbye, Kylie was left alone.

She could swear that her eyes were only closed for a second when she heard Rick's shrill whistle. Telling the group that the house was safe and clear. Kylie didn't talk to the others as they all shuffled into the house with their bags. The second she walked in, Kylie walked straight for Daryl, who was busy plucking the feathers off of a scrawny owl.

Still nobody talked as they went about fortifying the house and settling in. Everyone was drained from their months on the road, bouncing from house to house with barely any food or sleep. Now that spring was upon them, she knew that hunting was bound to get better. Kylie just hoped that the group's luck would change, and that they could find a place to rest their heads for more than a night or two.

From her spot on the floor at Daryl's feet, Kylie's eyes were starting to flutter closed once more when T-Dog signaled that they had company. With a sigh, she pushed off of the ground and grabbed her and Daryl's duffle bag. Yet another place ruined by walkers.

Quickly and quietly, they moved from the house and drove away from the oncoming dead.


When the caravan finally stopped, Kylie stayed behind the wheel of the Bronco for a second longer than necessary. She was just about to open the door when Daryl tapped on the window and opened the door for her.

"When this herd meets up with this one, we'll be cut off" she heard Maggie point out from where she stood with T-Dog. "We'll never make it south."

"What would you say? That was about 150 head?" Daryl asked as they approached the others.

"That was last week" Kylie yawned, resting her head against his arm.

"It could be twice that by now" Glenn added.

"This river could have delayed them" Hershel pointed out. "If we move fast we might have a shot to tear right through there."

"Yea, but if this group joins with that one, they could spill out this way" T-Dog added.

"So we're blocked."

"Only thing to do is double back at 27" Rick told them, pointing to their route on the map. "Swing towards Greenville."

"Rick, we picked through there already. It's spotless." Kylie told her uncle.

"Man, it's like we spent the winter going in circles" T-Dog stated, causing Kylie to nod.

"Yea that's cuz we did" was all she said.

"I know. I know" Rick nodded. "At Newnan we'll push west, haven't been through there yet."

After everything was decided, T-Dog took some of their water jugs to fill up at the creek. Though she wanted to go with Daryl and her uncle to try for some food in the woods, Kylie opted to go with T-Dog. Hoping that the cool water and heavy lifting would help wake her up for the rest of the drive.

By the time they made it back with the water, Rick and Daryl were already standing by the cars. Both men holding serious, yet gleeful, looks. Silently, Kylie listened as her uncle told them of the strong hold he had found. A place they could go with high fences and towers. Maybe they could even make this place their home.

All they needed to do was take out the hundred of walkers that had claimed it. But Kylie was confident. She just never thought that a prison would be the place she would finally call home.


AN: Alright so there's the second ITE chapter of today. What did you think? Questions concerns?

Okay so before anyone jumps to conclusions, no nothing is wrong with Kylie. She is not sick, she is not pregnant. I haven't even decided if I wanted her to go in that directions anyways. It just seems like too many TWD fanfic authors go that route. And I mean, it makes sense I guess. Birth control of any form is hard to come by, and people have sex.

So yea I just wanted to point out that Kylie is absolutely fine. Just super duper tired lol.

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