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AN: Happy Easter everyone! I posted this earlier than maybe you expected but, being 3 a.m. it is technically Easter Sunday. My day will be spent running around to my grandparents and in-laws and then I'll be gearing up for the season finale and by that time I will probably forget to post. Sadly, this chapter is pretty short and I'm sorry for that. A big thank you to all of my readers, followers, and reviewers. Please read, review, and enjoy.

Chapter 10

Adrian knew today was going to be a very physical and hot day so she decided to dress accordingly.

She dressed in a bright green tank top, that matched her eyes as Kale had once told her, that showed about an inch of skin, and a good portion of her grey sports bra, from the hem to the waist of her blue jeans, light blue, faded, boot cut jeans, and tan Ranger Joe combat boots. As usual she braided her hair back and then began to weapon up.

She strapped on her thigh holster for her game knife on her right leg, a shoulder holster that she had picked up for her 9mm, a leather quiver half full of store bought and homemade arrows, and finally grabbed her hot pink bow. All of her stuff had been inside the RV so when she was done, she stepped out of the stuffy RV and into the hot Georgia sun.

Adrian had started walking away from the RV when a question from Andrea stopped her. "Seriously? Make-up and nail polish? Didn't you have more important things to take?" she asked with a serious attitude. Adrian just stopped and looked at her as if she was crazy.

"Make-up? What the hell are you taking about?" she asked the blonde woman.

Andrea pointed towards her eyes. "The eyeliner?" she asked as if it was obvious. Adrian smiled at the question while Kale could be heard laughing from a few feet away. Their reaction seemed to have caught everyone's attention.

"What?" Andrea asked, some anger peeking though.

"It's permanent. Had it done in my late teens, early twenties. And the nail polish is optional. Just because the world as we knew it ended doesn't mean I can't still dress like a woman." she said walking towards Rick.

"Don't take the reaction personally. It took me a week to notice that she was never without her eyes or nails done. I think that they are more of a reminder that she's a woman more than anything." Kale said to the blonde with a serious attitude.

"Whatever." she said storming away.

Kale walked up to Adrian eyeing her get up. "A little over the top, don't ya think?" he asked. "You know me." she said counting the bullets in her clip. "Always like to be prepared." she said sliding it back into place.

"And the gun?" he asked looking up at her from the now holstered gun. "It's just a back up, you know that." she said. They both knew that she would only use the gun unless she was extremely desperate.

"And the shirt?" Kale asked a little uncomfortably. Kale knew that Adrian, more than anyone, was aware of all of her flaws. And also hated it when people pointed it out, which was the only reason he had asked in the first place.

"They'll stare, like they always do. But they won't ask. Only the brave ones do. Besides, it's hotter than a barbecue in hell out here and only gonna get hotter. I'll be damned if i'ma wear a long sleeve just because I don't like my own skin." Adrian said, a hard edge to her tone.

Rick unrolled a decent sized pouch of large knives that were each a different size and shape. Rick told everyone to get one, aside from her and Daryl who already had their own silent weaponry. "These aren't the kinds of weapons we need. What about the guns?" Andrea asked. She had heard that Dale had hidden her gun, which Shane backed him on, and she was pissed about it.

'Damn woman doesn't even know how to use a damn gun right. Doesn't even have any business havin' one.' Adrian thought looking at the blonde. "We already been over this, the less guns bein' toted around, the better. Me, Rick, and Daryl are carryin'. That's all the guns we need on the loose right now." Shane said from his spot by the RV.

"And her? Clearly she is allowed to carry." Andrea said angrily gesturing to Adrian. "Yeah, well my gun never leaves my sight, so I'd like to see you take it from me. Besides, how many times have you seen me with a gun in my hand?" Adrian said challenging the woman.

"If you don't use then why do you even have it?" Andrea asked, still pissed. "It's my last resort weapon. The back up for my back up. Just because I don't like guns doesn't mean I'm stupid enough to be caught on my own without one." Adrian said.

"And besides, I know how to control my itchy trigger finger." she said ending the discussion.

"Adrian's right. She mainly depends on her bow and her knife, if need be. So get over not havin' your gun." Shane said, clearly surprising Adrian by taking her side.

The plan Daryl had set out was for everyone to follow the creek for a few miles on one side and then make their way back on the other. "Smart plan, redneck." she smirked as Daryl walked past her.

"I'm coming too. Sophia is my friend. I wanna be out there looking for her too." Adrian whipped her head in the direction that Carl's voice had just come from. After a bit of a debate, Lori and Rick decided that Carl could join in on the hunt for Sophia.

Everyone was geared up to go when Adrian heard Andrea telling Dale that she wanted her gun back. And when Dale refused she got angry and started talking about someone giving them a way out that Andrea had wanted but Dale had somehow forced her to live instead of die.

"I am so tired of this bitches complaining already!" Adrian growled storming over to the blonde. "Adrian!" Kale called out, drawing a few of the groups attention to her. Adrian grabbed an arrow from her quiver, placed it in it's proper position, and pulled back, aiming straight for Andrea's face.

"Andrea!" she yelled a few yards from the woman. Andrea and Dale both looked at her, both surprised to see Adrian with her weapon drawn on one of them. "Adrian!" she heard Rick yell. "What the hell do you think you're doin', woman!" she heard Shane yell.

"I am sick and tired of her complaining! And I've only know her a few days!" she shouted to them. "Now you said that you wanted a way out. Your way, not bein' eaten by walkers. You left that building that exploded because you didn't want Dale's blood on your hands. That you had nothing left to live for." Adrian said with a hard, deadly tone in her voice.

"Adrian." she heard Kale call out to her, his voice a little shaky. He had seen her go into predator mode only twice before, and both times she had come out bloody and victorious. And the blood was never hers.

"You have nothing to live for, fine. You still want a way out that doesn't involve walkers, fine I'm giving you one now. You didn't want Dale's blood on your hands, fine your blood will be on my hands. And let me tell you something honey, blood washes off of my skin just fine and I won't loose a wink of sleep over it." she said deadly serious.

"Now, do you still want out or do you want to shut the hell up and grow some balls already?" Adrian asked done playing games with the broad.

When Andrea didn't answer her Adrian knew she had gotten her answer. She loosened her bow string and lowered her weapon.

"Good. Now shut the hell up and let's go. You're burning daylight with your bitchin' and complainin' because you can't have things your way." she said walking away.

Adrian passed Carl on her way to the guardrail and seen the look on his face. A mixture of awe and disbelief. Adrian just gently placed her hand on his head and kept walking.

"Kale! Move your ass or you're staying here." Adrian called out to the boy.

He jumped into action and took off after the woman who had all eyes on her.