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Someguy2020: Duncan talking about Timothy who just like him was from the juvenile hall seemed like a good opportunity to mention Mal. I may have something planned for him in the future chapters of this story. You'll find out if you're right or not about Timothy's group in a few chapters from now and I'm glad that you enjoyed the chapter :)

Ms. Sleepy Clover: You'll find out if you're right or not about Timothy's group in a few chapters from now :)

Glenn stood at the campsite, looking at the barn hrough his binoculars when he heard someone walking over to him, but he simply ignored it and continued to observe the barn.

Maggie's voice whispered out to him, "Could you be more obvious?" Glenn sighed and lowered the binoculars and looked at Maggie who placed a basket of fruit in front of him, "Here, enjoy."

Glenn looked down at the basket in front of him for a second before turning to look at Maggie, "Are you trying to buy my silence with fruit?"

"Of course not." Maggie shook her head, "There's also jerky."

"Will you please tell me why your dad has a secret barn full of walkers? It's creepy." Glenn asked her but Maggie quickly told him to shush, but he ignored it and asked "You know that, right?"

Maggie shushed him for the second time, "Just trust me on this, okay?"

"But I suck at lying. I can't even play poker. It's too much like lying." Glenn told her.

"You have to keep this to yourself. You have to. Please." Maggie said, almost begging him at this point.

"Morning, guys!" The familiar voice which belonged to Owen sounded in Glenn's and Maggie's ears, making them turn around to see the overweighted teenager approaching them. Owen knelt down in front of the basket and took a quick peek what was inside. A grin formed on his lips when he pulled out a jerky, shouting, "GREAT HEAVENLY GASPY! A JERKY!"

He instantly shoved the jerky into his mouth and ate it, without even bitting into it Maggie's eyes widened after seeing how Owen just ate some jerky with only one bite as Glenn just shrugged it off, already having a chance to see how fast Owen could eat, both of them doing their best to hide that they just discussed the fact that there were walkers in the barn. They parted ways shorty after. Maggie went back into the house while Glenn and Owen took the basket to give everyone in their group something to eat.

Daryl was stuck in his tent, lazily poking the tip of his arrow through the screen of his tent when he heard someone coming in. He turned to that person and saw Andrea, giving him a small smile, "Hey." She crouched down in front of the younger Dixon, giving him a book, "This is not that great,but..."

Daryl took the book from her and flipped through it, "What? No pictures?"

"I'm so sorry." Andrea apologized to him for what happened a day before, "I feel like shit."

"Yeah, you and me both." Daryl said as he sat up a little to adjust his pillow.

"I don't expect you to forgive me, but if there's anything I can do..." Andrea said.

Daryl just shook his head in response, "You were trying to protect the group. We're good." Andrea gave him a little smile and got up, heading towards the exit from the tent, "But hey, shoot me again,and you'd best pray I'm dead."

Andrea just let out small chuckle before walking off, moving past Duncan who sat in front of a tent. Courtney, Izzy, Leshawna, DJ and Gwen were gathered around him.

"How is your wound treating you?" DJ asked as he turned to look at Duncan.

Duncan touched his cheek and shrugged his shoulders, "I'm trying to forget that I have it."

"Is it working?" DJ asked him another question.

"I think you already know the answer." Duncan said as he pulled out Timothy's Smith & Wesson, which now belonged to him. He and Chef decided to hide how what really happened yesterday from the group, at least for now until they'll find Sophia, "But at least it was worth getting this pistol from that dead walker."

"And you may end up getting an awesome scar. " Izzy added as she moved a bit of her hair away, revealing a small bit marks on her head to the rest, "Like mine."

Gwen pointed at Izzy's scar, "Ain't that from the snake that bit you when we were treasure hunting in the first season?"

Izzy nodded her head in confirmation, "That's the one."

"Hey, guys!" The voice which belonged to Owen rang in their ears as everyone turned to see him approaching him, holding a basket. Glenn took his portion out of it and left Owen with giving some food to the people from the group, telling Owen that he needs to talk with someone, "I got some food for you!"

Izzy stood up from her spot and walked over to Owen, taking a peach out of the basket before offering her boyfriend a quick kiss on his cheek, "Thanks Owen!"

Owen smiled at her as everyone came over to him and took out something from the basket. The blond haired teenager looked at Duncan who sat down back in his spot, "How are you doing, Duncan? After what happened yesterday?"

"I'm fine, Owen." Duncan said, waving it off before taking a bite of his jerky, "I got off easy compared to Daryl. In a day or two we should be able to head out looking for Sophia again."

"I'll go with you." Courtney said.

"You can count me in too, sugar." Leshawna said, sincerely, with DJ and Gwen nodding their heads in agreement. Courtney told them the real reason why Duncan wants to find Sophia so much after the dinner and most of them agreed to help to find her in any way they could.

Duncan turned to look at Harold, "What do you want, Doris?"

Harold simply ignored the way how Duncan called him and said, "We need to talk, in private."

"About what?" Duncan raised his brow.

"It's really important." Harold answered as Izzy, Owen, Gwen, Leshawna, DJ and Courtney already knew that he meant by that, "I already told everyone else about it, but I didn't had ocassion to tell you."

Duncan shrugged his shoulders and stood up, taking a bite of his jerky, "This better be as important as you say it is."

"It is." Harold confirmed with a nod of his head, turning to walk away, "Otherwise, I wouldn't tell you about it."

The rest watched how Harold and Duncan walked away from them, the former intending to tell the latter about what was going on with Tyler. Owen went out to give some food to everyone else in the camp shorty after and Izzy decided to go with him.

Glenn stopped in front of a bonfire when he had found the person he was looking for. He had to have a word with Lori about something. He approached her, asking , "What did Rick say?" Lori simply stared at him for a few seconds, before kneeling down in front of the bonfire, not answering to his question, "You didn't tell him? But you have to. You're pregnant. You need vitamins,medicine,a nice pillow." He pulled out the food he took for himself from the basket, before leaving Owen with the job of giving everyone in their camp something to eat, and held it out to Lori, "Here. You can have my share."

Lori shook her head and pulled the food away, "I don't want your food, okay? Eat."

"You need to eat. You're too skinny. And if you're not gonna let Rick take care of you,then someone has to." Glenn said as Lori just kept working around the bonfire, "Lori, you have a medical condition. I'll make another run into town. Just tell me what you need."

"I need you to be quiet about this." Lori said, standing up, "All right? Please."

Just then they heard a whistle and turned around to see Owen and Izzy walking over to Carol's cherokee where Shane, Rick, Chef, Chris and Jimmy were standing. As they approached them, Rick was saying, "...The creek flows south,past that farmhouse Daryl found. Maybe Sophia dropped the doll there,the current brought it downstream"

Shane rubbed his head and pointed at one spot on the map. "So what,you think she took this road here?

Chef moved his finger along the possible road that Sophia could take on the map. Rick offered him to take a rest after the tough few days that Chef had but he declined it, saying that he'll rest after they'll find Sophia, "Then she probably went north."

"What's up that way?" Chris asked Jimmy.

Jimmy thought for a moment before replying, "A housing development. It went in maybe 10 years ago."

Rick turned to look at Shane, "Take a run up th ere after gun practice. I'll hold down the fort here, but take backup. After what went down with Daryl and Duncan,I don't want anyone going out alone. We stay in pairs."

"I'll take suggestions on a partner?" Shane asked him as Owen and Izzy walked over to them. Owen held out the basket to him, Chris, Chef, Rick and Jimmy and they all reached into the basket and took out an apple.

"Thanks." Rick thanked them before turning back to Shane, "See how they do on the range, then take your pick."

"Guys." Shane said as Izzy and Owen looked at him, "Find Glenn and grab my binoculars from him."

"Will do." Izzy nodded her head in understanding before walking away with Owen.

Beth and Patricia approached the group, the former asking, "We'd like to join you for gun training today."

Chef shook his head, "Sorry, girl, but Rick told me that we can't involve any of you in what we do without your fathers okay."

"He doesn't like it, but he consented." Beth explained.

"Otis was the only one who knew guns. Now that he's gone,we gotta learn to protect ourselves. Her father saw the sense in that." Patricia added.

Rick eyed them for a second, "No offence, but I'll ask Hershel myself."

Shane turned away and saw Carl leaning against the RV. A knife was in his hand, lazily sharpening a stick. What got his attention about Rick' son was the fact that there was something sticking out of his shirt. He walked away from Rick and the rest and walked over to Carl, "Nice lid, man. What's going on?"

Carl looked up at him, setting his stick aside "I want to learn to shoot too. Can you teach me?"

Shane chuckled, "Well, man, that's-that's up to your parents."

"Can you talk to them? They'll listen to you?" Carl asked, in a very hopeful tone.

"We'll see. Okay." Shane let out another chuckle. Carl gave him a small nod and started to walk away but stopped when Shane said, firmly "Hey. Let me see what you've got there."

Carl stared at him, unmoving for a second before slowly lifting up his shirt, revealing a small revolver stuck in his belt to Shane. Shane frowned, disappointed in him and tossed his apple away.

Minutes later, Carl was sitting on a log as Lori walked over to him. She took the revolver from and checked it. She became even more angry than she already was after seeing that it was fully loaded.

She made her way to Rick, Chef, Chris, Shane and Dale, clearly displeased by this fact, "How the hell did this happen?"

"Well, It's my fault. I let him into the RV." Dale replied, "He said he wanted a walkie,that you sent him for one."

"So on top of everything else, he lied. " Lori said, before taking a deep breath. She turned to look at her husband, "What was he thinking?"

"He wants to learn how to shoot." Shane answered as everyone turned to look at him, "He asked me to teach him."

"I know that this is none of my business." Chef said, glancing at Lori and Rick, "But I think you should let him. He needs to know how to defend himself."

"Are you joking?" Lori asked Chef, "What has just happened here just proved that he is not ready for it."

Chef crossed his arms, "Listen, I'm not the fan of teaching kids how to shot, especially as young as Carl, but we need to consider some things here. The new world we live in requires everyone to know how to shot, despise this persons age. There still are some kids that don't want to learn how to shot after what happened to Daryl and Duncan but I'm still taking them to the shooting range, because I care about their safety and I don't want them to die."

Shane nodded his head, "It's none of my business either, but I'm happy to do it. It's your call."

Rick turned to his wife and let out a sigh. She instantly realized what he was going to do, "Oh,don't make me out to be the unreasonable one here. Rick?"

"I know. I have my concerns too, but Chef is right." Rick said.

"There's no but. He was just shot." Lori exclaimed, "He's just back on his feet and he wants a gun?"

"Better than him being afraid of 'em." Rick argued, "There are guns in camp for a reason. He should learn to handle them safely."

Lori shook her head, " I don't want my kid walking around with a gun."

"But how can you defend that?" Rick wanted to know, "You can't let him go around without protection."

"He is as safe as he'll ever be right now." Lori said as Rick just nodded, clearly becoming annoyed by his wife, which she didn't fail to notice, "Look,everything you're saying makes perfect sense. It feels wrong. I mean I didn't feel good about him following you out into the woods. And I wish I'd said something. I should've gone with my gut."

"He's growing up, thank god." Rick said, sternly, "We've got to start treating him more like an adult."

"Then he needs to act like one." Lori retorted, "He's not mature enough to handle a gun."

Carl quickly got up from the log after hearing his mom's words, earning everyone's attention, "I'm not gonna play with it,mom. It's not a toy. I'm sorry I disappointed you, but I want to look for Sophia and I want to defend our camp. I can't do that without a gun."

Rick turned back to his wife, "Shane and Chef are the best instructors here and I've seen Shane teach kids younger than Carl."

Lori stared at Rick for a moment before letting out a breath. She walked over to her son and grabbed his chin, making him look at her, "ou will take this seriously and you will behave responsibly. And if I hear from anyone in this camp that you're not living up to our expectations..."

"They won't let you down." Rick said, supporting Carl.

Carl nodded his head in agreement, "Yeah."

Everyone were getting ready to go on the shooting range where Shane and Chef were going to teach them how to fire a gun. There were some people who were looking forward to being teached how to shoot like Chris, who was not a fan of this idea a few days ago, but now, he knew he had to now how to defend himself if he wants to survive against walkers.

There were also a few people who still weren't that fond of the idea and Noah was one of them. He didn't want to go but Chef told him to go anyway telling him that it was for his own safety. The bookworm was leaning against the wall, observing Heather, DJ and Bridgette who ready getting ready to go an who just like him weren't that fond of this idea.

"Hey, Noah." He turned to the source of this voice and saw Glenn and Dale approaching him, "You came."

"And I still don't know why you wanted me to come here." Noah told him.

"Well. You already know about me and Maggie and I figured out that it would be good..." Glenn was interrupted by Noah.

The bookworm cut him off, "If you're looking for any relationship ideas from me, then you came to the wrong person."

Glenn blushed slightly and shook his head so quickly that it made Noah wonder how he didn't broke his own neck, "No. That's not it."

"What is it, then?" Noah raised his brow.

Glenn exhaled deeply before saying, "Well, as I said, you already know about me and Maggie, and Dale here is old... You're, you know things. So...what if somebody told you something that somebody else should know-?"

"Glenn, stop being dramatic." Dale said, interrupting him, "Spit it out."

"There's-there's walkers in the barn and Lori's pregnant." Glenn stammered out as Dale and Noah only looked at him in shock and complete silence.

"What?" Noah asked, being the first one to break the silence. He was about to say more but was cut off when Shane approached them and gave him a pat on his shoulder.

"You're ready to go?" He asked him.

"Yeah." Noah said, giving him a quick nod of his head, still shocked by what Glenn just told him and Dale.

"Good." Shane said, "We're heading out in a moment."

Noah waited for Shane to walk away from them before saying to Glenn, "We're gonna have to have a talk with Hershel about the barn, because there is not way that we're sleeping nearby a place that is filled with the walkers for more days, especially after what happened in our camp in Atlanta."

An hour later the group had arrived at the shooting range that Shane found. Chef had to agree with him. This place was perfect. They set up dozens of bottles and cans on the fence and everyone that came here to train stood in front of it, pistols in their hands as they tried to shot the bottles down. Chef, Rick, Shane, Duncan, Harold and Izzy who already knew how to shoot stood in the back and were giving everyone some tips how to improve their shooting skills, and checking for issues.

T-Dog quickly spotted one issue with Jimmy. He was holding his pistol sideways, as if he was trying to look like a gangster and T-Dog was quick to correct him, "Hey, come on, man. Don't give me that gangsta shit."

Jimmy gave him a nervous nod before aiming his pistol at the bottle, this time properly and fired. The bullet hit the bottle which bursted into pieces as Jimmy smiled. T-Dog smiled back and gave him a quick pat on his back.

Chef stood behind Chris and observed how his fellow host of Total Drama just shot a bottle which bursted into hundreds of pieces. Chris had a few troubles when the training started, missing every shot, but after some tips from Chef and Shane, the host of Total Drama started improving.

"Good job, pretty boy." Chef said, giving Chris a pat on his shoulder, "You're improving quickly."

"That why I came here in the first place, didn't I?" Chris asked him, turning his gaze away from the fence.

"How about we'll check how much you've learned so far?" Chef asked as Chris send him a confused look. Chef pointed at the two bottles on the fence which stood next to each other, "See those two bottles." When Chris nodded his head, he explained, "Try to shot them down as soon as you can."

Chris nodded his head in understanding and aimed his Glock at the bottles. His pistol fired and the first bottle was taken out, which was followed by another bottle bursting into pieces shorty after.

"Good shots." Chef smiled and gave Chris another pat on his shoulder, "We'll make a soldier out of you."

Duncan had just finished giving some tips to Courtney who voiced her gratefulness to which he simply nodded his head. He started moving along his fellow contestants, passing by Izzy who was giving some tips to Owen, which was followed by him walking past Alejandro, Heather, Cody, Sierra, Noah and Bridgette, and Ezekiel who much to everyone's else suprise, seemed to be getting the hang of out rather quickly, being the first one to shot a bottle.

When Rick asked Ezekiel how he was getting the hang of it so quickly, the homeschooled teenager just shrugged it off and said, "Eh, my dad gave me a few lessons back on my farm. I'm not an expert, but now I can improve."

The juvie eventually reached DJ who didn't even had his gun aimed at anty of the bottles and cans on the fence, as if he was thinking about something,

"What's wrong, man?" He asked him, placing his hand on his shoulder.

DJ looked down at him, "I'm just thinking, man. I don't know if my Momma would want me to learn how to fire a gun."

Duncan sighed. He should have excepted that DJ was thinking about his Momma. He knew how DJ was close with his mother. After all, his mom was the reason whyhe kicked himself out in Total Drama Action, to make her proud. In the first days of all of this they found DJ crying several times, clearly worried about his beloved mother, "DJ, If you want to find your Momma, then you'll have to know how to survive long enough if you want to reach this day, and I and Izzy had to go through Shane's and Chef's training before we started going out hunting with Daryl and, then you have to go through it too."

DJ sighed and nodded his head in agreement, "You're right."

He finally aimed his pistol at the first bottle that appeared in his view and fired, missing the shoot. Duncan stayed by his side for a few more minutes and gave him some useful tips.

Leshawna cursed mentally when she missed another shot. Harold spotted this and walker over to her, asking, "What's wrong?"

"How does it look, sugar?" Leshawna turned to look at him, "I can't shot a single bottle."

"Because you're standing wrong." Harold said, coming closer to her. He started correcting her position and Leshawna was about ask him what he was doing, but stopped herself from doing so when Harold grabbed her arms and moved them towards her next target, "Now try."

He didn't had to wait long. Leshawna fired her pistol and bottle bursted into pieces. Harold let go off her arms as she smiled, "I got it!"

"Good job." Harold smiled back, "Now try to shot another one with the position I put in."

Leshawna nodded her head, before aiming her pistol at the can, making sure to stand in the way that Harold told her to, "Your numerous talents are finally paying off."

Shane walked over to Andrea and Tyler, "Don't be discouraged, both of you. You'll hit the target eventually."

"Who says we didn't hit our target?" Andrea asked him, to which Tyler nodded his head in agreement.

Shane looked through his binoculars and looked at the sight that was saying "No Trespassing.". He quickly noticed that there were a lot of bullet holes between the letters, made by Andrea and Tyler. He lowered his binoculars, showing a hint of suprise and looked Rick who narrowed his eyes.

"Try this one. It's heavy." He said to Andrea, handing her another pistol. She took the pistol from him and aimed it at the can, "You get better balance, twice the rounds."

Andrea breathed in before pressing the trigger. The pistol fired, letting out a loud bang and the can fell from the fence. She turned back to Shane, giving him a smirk as he gestured towards Tyler, "Now give it to Tyler."

Tyler held his hand out to Andrea who handed him the pistol. He aimed it at the bottle, and let out a short breath before firing. The bottle bursted into hundreds of small pieces just a second later. He turned to Andrea with a small smile forming on his lips to which she smiled back.

Shane grinned, "I'd say they got the hang of it."

"I'd say they're ready for the advanced class." Rick said, walking over to Andrea and Tyler, stopping in front of them, "It might be worth your while after the rest of us head back to camp."

Andrea nodded her head, 'Sure, why not."

"I'm in." Tyler agreed shorty after.

Back on the farm, Dale made his way to the stables to have the needed conversation with Hershel about what Glenn recently told him and Noah. The teenager surely would go with him if he didn't went with the others to the shooting range. He saw Hershel brushing the horse which Dale quickly recognized as Nelly, the horse that almost killed Daryl the day before.

"Nervous Nelly?" He asked, approaching Hershel and Nelly, "She find her way home?"

"Found her in her stall this morning." Hershel explained, patting Nelly as Dale picked up some hay before feeding Nelly with it.

"I love your fields." Dale said to him, bringing up the topic of he barn, "Took a long walk this morning. I ended up by the barn. I heard the moans."

Hershel let out a small sigh, "That's unfortunate."

"I'm sure you have your reasons for keeping this a secret." Dale said, trying to defuse the tension.

"I saw the broadcasts before they stopped,saw the irrational fear, the atrocities, like the incident at my well." Hershel said, continuing to work on Nelly.

"We put down a walker." Dale answered, confused.

"You killed a person." Hershel stated, firmly.

"Well, if you watched the same broadcasts I did,you saw walkers attack,kill. They're dangerous." Dale replied.

"A paranoid schizophrenic is dangerous too." Hershel pointed out, "We don't shoot sick people."

"With all due respect, you are cut off from the outside world here." Dale began, "But I've see people that I cared about die and come back,and they're not people."

"My wife and stepson are in that barn." Hershel explained, a slight crack in his voice, "They're people."

Dale's eyes widened at the realization who was in the barn, "I'm sorry. Let me help. I'll speak to Rick. He's a good man. We can make the barn more secure, keep everybody safe."

Hershel shook his head, disagreeing with Dale's compromise to this situation, "The barn is secure. Keep this to yourself if you want to help. Rick is a man of conscience,but are you so sure about everyone in you group?"

Dale remained silent and lowered his head. Hershel was right what would Shane do if he heard about this. He slowly turned to the exit from the stable and walked out of it.

Not that long after that, the group had returned from the farm, except for Shane, Tyler, and Andrea who were going to head to advanced training.

Lori walked over to Hershel and greeted him, "Afternoon."

"I take it your boy did well." Hershel said, giving Lori a warm smile and gesturing towards Carl.

"Not bad, actually." Lori nodded her head.

"Be grateful you don't have a daughter." Hershel laughed, "If only things were as simple as wanting to shoot."

Lori laughed as well and took a step forward, "Carl's getting that chance, thanks to you. And I'm eternally grateful for what you did and your hospitality. We'll earn our keep."

"I appreciate that, but with Carl getting better, I imagine you'll be moving on soon-Fort Benning, I hear." Hershel said as Lori's expression quickly turned into a very worried one.

Tyler and Andrea were out in the fields with Shane who was going to give him a more advanced training. This was training was supposed to teach them how to shot down a walker while moving around and Tyler and Andrea had to admit it to themselves. It was a lot harder than they thought it would be. Their target was tree branch was tied into a tree and was swinging back and forth.

"Dammit." Tyler cursed to himself as he missed another shot.

Shane walked over to the branch and checked it, checking for any holes, "Still a virgin."

"The target's too small." Andrea tried to come up with an excuse for them, as Tyler only nodded his head in agreement.

"Come on, that's crap, both of you." Shane told them, "Half an hour ago I both saw you nail a bull's eye at 25' feet."

"It wasn't moving." Andrea pointed out.

"And I can just use my baseball bat for a moving target if I won't able to shot it." Tyler added.

Shane laughed at Tyler's words, "And what would happen if there more of them than just one, kid? Focus and reload, go again."

He threw the branch forward and it began swinging back and forth again as Tyler and Andrea aimed their pistols at it, before firing, missing their shots, "Come on, guys. You've got walkers all around you. They're the woods. They're in the RV. You're gonna need more than a damn screwdriver or a baseball bat."

Andrea and Tyler remained silent as Shane continued, " You're too damn emotional. You need to shut it down. Take all that guilt, take that fear, that being pissed off, take it out."

"Right,'cause you're so calm." Andrea muttered to herself, but Shane was able to hear it.

Shane scoffed and fired at the branch, instantly hitting it without any problem, "See that? See,I can be pissed off. I could be whistling "Dixie" and I'll always hit the target. But you, god, can't shot a thing." Shane shook his head as Andrea and Tyler glared at him and aimed heir pistols at the branch again, "You stand here and you point your weapon. Point like you point your finger. Do not think about it. I'm talking about muscle memory"

He walked over to the branch and threw it forward again. The branch began swinging rapidly as Tyler and Andrea began shooting at it while Shane walked over to them, "Now go on, shoot that son of a bitch. He's coming for you! He's 10' feet away! He's 9'-he's 5' feet away! Right there, that's the walker that got Amy and Lindsay. Now you shoot that son of a bitch! Shoot him!"

Tyler and Andrea stopped what they were doing when Shane mentioned their loved one that died in their arms. They glared at Shane and Tyler even punched Shane in the shoulder, saying, "Don't you even talk about Lindsay."

He and Andrea send Shane one last glare before walking away from him. Shane watched them leave for a second before making way to his vehicle. He got himself into it and turned it on, taking a quick glance where Tyler and Andrea were. They now completely disappeared from his view and were most likely walking down the road towards the farm.

His theory was quickly proven to be a correct one a few moments later when he saw Andrea and Tyler walking down the road, not even paying attention to him and each other. They just walked in complete silence.

"Come on, let me give you a lift." He told them.

"My feet work just fine." Andrea replied.

"I ran in a marathon once. I can do it." Tyler added.

Shane drove the car forward, and stopped it ahead of them. He got out of the car and said, "Look, I'm just trying to get you rattled, give you an idea what it's like when the shit starts to fly."

Tyler turned back to look at Shane for a quick second, "Is that an apology?"

Shane sighed, "I crossed the line when I brought Amy and Lindsay into it. Yeah, it's an apology."

Andrea stopped and looked at him, "You're a real dick sometimes."

"Yeah,I acknowledge that. I'll tell you what: I've got a lead on Sophia. I'm gonna go check it out. Why don't you come with me, be my backup?" Shane asked them.

Tyler and Andrea stared at him for a second before turning towards each other, sharing a quick look with each other. They turned to look at Shane again and gave him silent nods in response.

Back at the farm Dale and Noah walked over to Lori. The bookworm met up with the eldery man after the group returned from the training and was informed by Dale that he had a talk with Hershel about the walkers in the barn and told his point of view at this situation. Noah wasn't liking this one bit, because they already had enough troubles with trying to find Sophia, and the group finding out about a barn was just a matter of time, which would only cause more troubles.

They went over to Lori who was sitting on a log, intending to have a conversation with her about what Glenn recently told them.

"My wife was pregnant once. She miscarried and we didn't try again after that." Dale spoke up to her.

Lori looked up at him as Noah turned to Dale, both of them shocked by what he just told them. Dale told Noah that he knew how he'll start this conversation with Lori, but the bookworm wasn't excepting anything like this.

Lori stood up from the log and said, "I'm so sorry."

"The thing that I remember most is how nauseated she became at the smell of cooking meat. And she was a meat-eating gal,my wife,but with the pregnancy-that thanksgiving, the turkey." Dale said as Lori, even Noah chuckled, "She couldn't be in the house for two days until it was aired out, poor thing."

"Glenn told you?" Lori asked them, as she sat back down on the log.

Noah nodded his head in confirmation, "He did. It was before we went to that shooting range that Shane found. He's not good at keeping secrets."

"I haven't told Rick." Lori explained, "I can't."

"Because of Shane?" Dale wanted to know.

"Was it that obvious?" Lori asked in return.

Noah leaned against a tree, "I started to have my suspicious when the two of you argued back in Atlanta before Shane beat up Ed."

"I wasn't that sure about this." Dale added, kneeling down in front of Lori.

"Look. I thought my husband was dead." Lori said, in a very shaky tone, "And I felt like I died with him. And I-I wanted to feel something-anything. And now I hate myself for it."

"And the baby?" Dale asked.

"It's Rick's." Lori answered, "None of the rest of it matters"

Dale sat down next to her, "Then what's your concern?"

Lori shook her head, "Memories are what keep me going now. Memories of what life used to be. And I-I've got a deep well to draw on. I still remember joy. But I think Carl's well is already running dry. And this baby-the baby won't have any good memories at all,only fear and pain."

"You can't think like that." Dale said, "We can still find joy and we can still take strength from each other."

"Do you really think this baby has a chance, that it could grow up and live a happy life?" Lori asked, shifting her glances between Dale and Noah, "Look me in the eye and tell me that my baby will grow up to be your age and die happy."

When Dale and Noah remained silent, Lori just nodded her head and stood up from the log. She started to walk away as Noah asked her, "And when we can except you to tell everyone in our group about it? You know that they will find out eventually"

Lori stopped and looked back at Noah, sending him a look before walking away from him and Dale. She made her way to Glenn who was cutting the wood into smaller pieces with an axe.

He quickly stopped when he saw Lori approaching him, "I'm sorry. I'm-it just came out."

"It's okay." Lori assured him with a nod of her head, "I never should have put you in that position. I've been thinking about what you said about needing help. And you're right that I do."

Glenn's answer was quick, "Name it."

"If you're still willing to make a run into town for me." Lori said.

Glenn smiled and nodded his head, 'I'm your man."

Lori moved forward and embraced Glenn in a tight. The asian man hugged her back, "Thank you."

"It's okay. It's not a big deal really." Glenn assured her as Lori released him from the hug, and whispered into his ear what she wanted him to bring her from the town before walking away.

Shane, Andrea and Tyler had just arrived at the place that they were going to check to see if Sophia was there. Shane stopped the car and all of them got out of it, Andrea and Tyler eyeing their surroundings, the former reloaded her pistol as the latter gripping his baseball bat tightly while Shane looked through his binoculars at the houses.

"We're gonna have to go house to house. We'll start at the far end and we'll work our way back." Shane told them, lowering his binoculars.

Andrea and Tyler nodded in understanding as they began making their way towards one of the houses, the former asking Shane, "If Sophia got this far, she has a real shot, don't you think?"

Shane and Tyler only looked at her, the jock saying, "It's hard to disagree."

"At first she needs to be here." Shane pointed out.

"Then I hope she's here." Tyler sighed. As much as he hated to admit it to himself, he was slowly starting to lose faith that they'll find Sophia. He wanted to find her alive as much as everyone else in the group did but a few days have passed and all they found was just her doll. He gritted his teeth at the thought that Sophia may already be gone.

The walkers have already killed so many good people that he knew. Drake, even though he barely knew him. Amy, Jim and even this guy who shot Carl. They're the reason why Jacqui commited suicide in the CDC. And worst of all one of them tore a hole in Lindsay's stomach which caused her to die in his arms which almost led him to commiting suicide in the CDC.

He didn't want Sophia to end the same way as Amy or Lindsay did. She was just a little girl. The thought of the walkers tearing her into shreds was making him sick. He made a promise to himself after Lindsay that and that he'll make sure he'll kill every walker he'll come across. He didn't care if this will be in this town, or on Hershel's farm. He didn't care that Hershel wanted to deal with the walkers in his own way.

Lori was busy putting the clothes in he basket when she heard someone slam the gate in front of her. She turned her gaze to the gate and saw Maggie and Glenn walking towards her. She flinched a bit after seeing Maggie's angry expression, and the fact that was actually trying to stop Hershel's daughter from approaching her wasn't helping.

"Hey! We got your stuff." Maggie shouted angrily to her, tossing everything from the bag she was carrying on the ground in front of Lori, "We got your lotion, got your conditioner, your soap opera digest..."

"Maggie..." Lori tried to speak up to her.

Maggie ignored her and continued, "Next time you want something,get it your damn self. We're not your errand boys."

"Honey, I..." Lori tried to speak up again, but Maggie ignored it.

She picked up abortion pills that she and Glenn got from the town and tossed it towards Lori, "And here's your abortion pills."

She glared at Lori one last time before turning back and walked away from her and Glenn. The asian man shared a quick look with Lori before running up to Maggie to catch up with her.

"That was not cool." He told her.

Maggie scoffed, "Which part? The part where that bitch almost got us killed?"

"I should've gone alone." Glenn said, "If you want to blame anybody, blame me."

"Right." Maggie shook her head, "Take the blame. You know, for a smart guy, you're really stupid."

"Okay, I'm confused," Glenn told her, not trying to hide his confustion, "Because I think you just paid me a compliment but you made it s..."

Maggie cut him off by pressing her lips against his. Glenn was suprised at first, but eventually melted into the kiss. When they released each other, Maggie stared into his eyes and said, "I've already lost three of the people that I care about most in this world. You're smart. You're brave. You're a leader. But you don't know it. And your friends don't want to know it. They'd rather have you fetching peaches. There's a dead guy in the well? Send Glenn down. You're walker bait. I can't take you becoming one of them."

Shane, Tyler and Andrea were slowly making their way through one of the houses. Shane was in the front of the group and had his pistol in ready in case if he was going to need to use it. Andrea and Tyler were right behind him. Tyler placed his pistol in his pocket and walked along the hallway with his baseball bat raised in the air.

"Look." He said, spotting something ahead of them.

Andrea spotted it too, "They walled off the hallway?"

"They tried to make a stand here." Shane stated as he came over to the wailed hallway and climbed to the other side of the house through the hole on the lower part, Tyler and Andrea were quick to follow him. They trio slowly walked through the hallway, looking around themselves, trying to spot anything that could take them to Sophia, or simply to spot if there were any walkers around.

"Sophia?" Andrea called out for Carol's daughter, passing by a few corpses of the walkers, but got no answer. Shane led them down the stairs into the garage. Nothing prepared them for what they saw just a few seconds later. The garage was filled with rotting corpses. Shane took off his hat and looked away from the digusting scene in front of, Tyler let out a disgusted grunt and Andrea placed her hand over her mouth.

"She was never here." The red clothed teenager stated.

Andrea shook her head, "I don't know how to tell Carol this was another dead end."

She got had a chance to hear the answer to her question because all three of them heard snarling coming from the walkers from the other side of the garage door. They quickly turned their attention to the garage doors and saw a least a dozen of the undead approaching them. One of them started quickly crawling into the garage.

"Come on, let's move." Shane said as he pushed himself into run. Tyler and Andrea quickly followed him out of the garage and all three of them made their way outside through the front door, only to see that the entire area was filled with the walkers, "You two cover that street. I'll clear the car."

He moved towards the car and started shooting at the walkers gathered around it, quickly taking care of all them while Andrea and Tyler pulled out their pistols and started shooting at the undead on the street.

Andrea only managed to two bullets because her pistol jammed, "Oh shit."

Tyler fired a few bullets from his pistol, managing to kill two walkers heading their way. She quickly lowered her pistol and started fixing it as Shane turned to look at her, "Focus now. Clear the jam. Focus."

"Are you kidding me?" Andrea asked him as Tyler put his pistol back in his pocket. He picked up his baseball bat and made his way over to the nearest walker.

He slammed his baseball against the walkers head as Shane said to Andrea, "I got your back."

Tyler began slamming his baseball bat against the walkers head until there was nothing left of it. He looked up from the completely crushed skull of the undead as another one lunged towards him. Tyler stepped back and slammed the back of his baseball bat on the walkers head. The walkers stepped backwards as Tyler hit it once again, this time making it collaps on the ground. He proceeded to smash his baseball bat against it's head, until there was nothing left of his head.

He looked back at Andrea and Shane and saw Andrea had just finished putting her pistol back together and aimed it at the undead. He made his way back to them and pulled his pistol out of his pocket once again. He reloaded it and shared a quick look with Andrea as they fired at the two undead heading their way. Their bullets hit the undead straight in their heads, their lifeless bodies collapsing on the ground.

The duo quickly took out two more walkers as Shane nodded his head at them, "Let's go, guys!"

Shane, Tyler and Andrea quickly ran over to the car and got into it. Shane and Andrea sat in the front while Tyler took the backseat. Shane quickly started the car and drove away from that place as soon as it was possible, their last sight of that town being several walkers going after them, but of course, they never had to chance to catch up to their car.

They made it back to the farm when the sun started to disappear from the horizon. They were instantly greeted by Carol who instantly asked them, "Anything?"

Shane shook his head, "Not today."

"I'm so sorry. We'll cover more ground tomorrow." Andrea assured Carol with a nod of her head.

Carol eyed Andrea for a second and quickly spotted some blood on Andrea's neck, "What happened out there?"

"This place was filled with the walkers. We had to run." Tyler said, showing off his bloodied baseball bat to clarify his point.

Andrea nodded her head in confirmation, "Yeah."

"Let's go get you clean up." Carol said as she placed her hand on Andrea's shoulder and started taking her to get her cleaned up.

Tyler and Shane were left alone, and the teenager asked Shane the question that was on his mind since they left that town, "Do you think we're going to find Sophia?"

Shane turned to look at Tyler and after a moment shook his head, "What about you, kid?"

Tyler sighed, "I'm conflicted to be honest. I want to find her. We already lost a few people before we got to this farm and I don't her to join them, but at the same time I'm not sure if we're going to find her. It's been so many days since we lost her and her doll was the only thing that we found so far. I'm really starting to think that looking for her may be pointless at this point. Especially after what happened to Daryl and Duncan yesterday and what happened to me, you and Andrea today."

Dale approached the duo, "Tyler. Can I talk with Shane for a moment?"

Tyler looked at Shane who said to him, "I'll be back in a moment, kid."

The red clothed teenager nodded his head and leaned against the car as Shane and Dale went over several meters away from him, "What do you want, Dale?"

"I was thinking, you've got that nice new ride of yours, plenty of fuel,more than enough for you to get far from here." Dale answered.

"What, you telling me to leave?" Shane asked him another question.

"I know you've been planning to." Dale explained, "Maybe now is a good time. I'm looking out for the group."

"You think the group would be better off without me, Dale?" Shane wanted to know, "Why don't you tell that to Rick or Lori? Their boy would be dead if I hadn't put my ass on the line."

"And Otis' and Chef's." Dale corrected, "You've been vague about that night,about what happened."

"Otis died a hero and I had no idea that Chef was still alive." Shane quickly replied.

"So you've said." Dale stated.

"A little boy lived because of what went down that night. I think you ought to show some gratitude." Shane told him.

"I wasn't there." Dale said in return.

Shane shook his head, "No, man, you weren't."

"But I was the time that you raised your gun on Rick." Dale declared, coming closer to Shane who put his hand over his face, "You had him in your sights and you held him there. I know what kind of man you are"

"You think I'd shoot Rick?" Shane asked, coldly, "That is my best friend. That's the man that I love. I love him like he's my brother. You think that's the kind of man I am?"

Dale nodded his head in confirmation, "That's right."

Shane came closer to Dale, whispering into his ear, his voice was coldlier than before, "Well, maybe we ought to just think that through. Say I'm the kind of man who'd gun down his own best friend. What do you think I'd do to some guy that I don't even like when he starts throwing accusations my way? What do you think?"

Dale never answered to his question. He just stared at Shane, absolutely terrified by what he just said to him. Shane gave Dale one last glare before walking away from the eldery man. He walked back to Tyler and gave him a pat on his back and the two of them moved towards the camp, starting a conversation with each other.

Rick entered his tent and took off his holster, placing it on the small table inside. He spotted something laying on the table, next to the walkie-talkie. He kneeled down in front of it and picked up the thing that caught his attention. This thing was an empty box of abortion pills and and it looked like someone opened it not that long ago.

He eyed it for a few seconds before quickly coming out of his tent in order to find the only from his tent that could use these pills. His wife. He saw sitting on the other side of the gate, watching the fields through the fence in front of her.

He made his way to his wife. She must have heard him approaching her because she stood up and turned around to face him. He instantly asked her, "Is there something you need to tell me?"

"We can't leave." Lori answered, glancing down at her stomach, "I'm pregnant."

"Are you?" Rick asked her, showing her the box he found in their tent.

"I threw them up." Lori replied as Rick started coming closer to her, "You can yell if you want. You can scream if you have to,but talk to me."

Rick leaned in a bit, his face was now inches away from his wife's, "How long have you known?"

"Does it matter?" Lori asked, confused his question.

"Days? Weeks? And you didn't tell me?" Rick asked in return, his eyes not leaving his wife.

"I'm telling you now." Lori pointed out.

"No!" Rick snapped, not even hiding how displeased he was by his wife's actions, "I found these. So Glenn knows, right? Instead of going to me, you sent him to get pills?"

"I panicked. You tell me we have no roof and no walls..." Lori tried to explain herself but Rick quickly cut her off.

"Do not put this on me!" Rick screamed in anger, "You tear into me for keeping secrets when you're holding onto this?"

"You want me to bring a baby into this?" Lori asked, raising her voice, "To live a short, cruel life?"

Rick shook his head, "How can you think like that?"

"We can't even protect the sons we already have." Lori stated, shaking her head with teary eyes.

Rick showed her the box once again and threw it on the ground, "So this is the solution?"

"Rick, I threw them up. I screwed up." Lori admitted, starting to cry, "I don't know how we do this."

Rick sighed as Lori turned away from him, placing her hands on the fence. Rick breathed in before speaking up again, "We can make it work."

"How?" Lori asked, turning her gaze back to her husband, "Tell me how."

"We'll figure it how." Rick said, coming to join her wife by the fence, "Shouldn't we try to figure it out? You threw up the pills. You want this baby. I know you do."

Lori shook her head, "Not like this. Not giving birth in a ditch. Not when it's life will hang by a thread from the second it's born. Not when every cry will put it, and Carl, and everyone we care about, in danger. That's not right."

"Not even giving it a chance isn't right either." Rick pointed out.

Lori put her hand on her forehead, "Maybe this is why I didn't want to tell you."

"I still-I still don't understand why." Rick stated, "You really think I'd make you have a baby you don't want?"

"No, so that if I went through with it, it would be on my conscience and not yours." Lori explained.

"Maybe that's true, but I can't live like this anymore, Lori." Rick explained, "We can't live like this. Is there anything else I should know about?"

Lori was silent for the next several seconds before finally speaking up, "Shane and I."

Rick nodded his head and turned away from Lori for a second before turning back to her, "I know. Of course I know. You thought I was dead. The world went to shit and you thought I was dead. Right?"

Lori nodded her head, now fully crying, "Yeah."

I know that all of you are pretty much aware of this at this point, but it was announced a few days ago that The Walking Dead is ending in season 11 which will come out in 2022. I'm surely going to miss this show because I grew up watching it. I had suspicions that TWD may end soon because the story was reaching the Commonwealth arc (I wonder who they're going to cast as Pamela and Mercer), but still seeing the notification from Skybound was quite saddening to me, because despise having its ups and downs *cough*season 8*cough*, I still love this show and I hope that the finale is going to be better than Game of Thrones'.

And along with the news about TWD ending in season 11, It was also announced that a completely new show will come out in 2023 and it will focus on Daryl and Carol (I think it's easy to say that both of them will survive the final season). I'm definitely looking forward to watch this because both of the characters are among my favourites in the entire show.

Anyway, hope it wasn't that bad. See you in another chapter.