Greeting fellow readers and writers, usually I update all my stories in order but I decided that I couldn't wait any longer to write this chapter. I love having a story based around Andre being alive. He is so cute. Here's a question that been puzzling me since season 2, what distracted Sophia from making her way back to the highway? Remember the episode where Sophia went missing, something stop her from continuing down the right path to the highway and according to Daryl it wasn't a walker and since I never found out that answer I created my own (the magic of writing). To Kam and Guestz- you are the only two I couldn't reply to, but I am so glad that you both enjoyed this chapter. Thank you for reading and Guestz question about Andre and Rick will be answered in this chapter. Hope you guys enjoy this chapter.

The cell became very quiet since Rick took his leave. Beth had helped Michonne out of her jeans and laid her back down on the cot. She tried her best to avoid looking at the fresh cuts between her thighs. She knew something traumatic had happen to this woman and she was afraid the same thing could be happening to her sister. She needed this woman's help but in order to get that help she needed her to feel safe with them, something Rick had already failed at doing. She gently brushed one of her dreads away from her face and used a damp cloth to wipe her face as her father continue to work on her wound. "I'm Beth, what's your name?" She asked. She could see the distrust written all over the mysterious woman face and knew she was debating giving her an answer. After everything she must have gone through, she couldn't fault her for not trusting her. After a few moments of silence, she finally answered "Michonne".

"Well it's nice to meet you Michonne, wish it was under better circumstance." Michonne stared at Beth, not sure what to make of this blond hair and blue eye teenager. She was being friendly. She could tell she was being genuine unlike the governor who held her against her will. He had become obsess with her, never letting her out of his site. She shook her head not wanting to remember the painful memories of living in Woodbury. She realize Beth had been speaking to her but she didn't catch anything she had said and just continued to stare at the ceiling fighting back tears that were destined to fall.

"Michonne, are you in too much pain?" Beth asked her with a look of sympathy.

Michonne shook her head indicating that she wasn't in a lot of pain. The pain she was feeling had surpassed physical. "I'm glad to hear that. My father is very good at his job, he's name is Herschel."

Michonne glance at Herschel and memories of her grandfather flooded her memories. She remembered the early morning fishing trips to the late night classical movie marathons. Her parents used to complain that he spoiled her too much and he would always replied that he wasn't spoiling her; he just loved her like he loved all of them. He loved her and she never took his love for granted. She followed in his footsteps and became a successful lawyer just like her father had done before her. She wondered if they were still alive. Beth clearing her throat brought her attention back to Herschel. "Thank you"

"You welcome, Could you tell me what happen to my daughter and son in law?" He asked as he bandage the gunshot wound.

She took a moment to answer, trying to gather her thoughts. "They were taken by a dangerous man name Merle. He's the same guy who shot me. He's taking them to a place called Woodbury. Woodbury is control by a maniac called the governor."

"Do you know why they were taken?" Herschel asked her.

"It looked like the Asian man knew him. He had asked him about Daryl, he mentioned that was his brother. I think he took him to find out information on the prison and Daryl." Michonne still felt guilty about not interfering when Merle took them hostage but she couldn't have done anything, she would have just made the situation worst.

"Could you show us where Woodbury is?" Hershel asked while moving to take a closer look at the cuts between her thighs.

"I could take your group there but you would have to wait till it dark. The town is heavily guarded." Michonne responded while closing her thighs, not wanting Hershel to look at the cuts.

"Maybe you could just draw a map. I don't think it's wise for you to go out there while you're injured." Beth told Michonne while getting alcohol and bandages from her father so she can take a look at the cuts.

"It's better if I show them in person. I'll do my best to bring back your people" Michonne sighed and tried to move herself in a sitting position.

"Thanks we appreciate your help. Do you have any other injuries you want to tell me about?" Herschel asked her.

"No im fine" She replied while looking down at her thighs.

"If you need to talk to me about anything Beth know where to find me. I think it's best if you let her patch up those cuts between your legs. We don't want you to have an infection." Herschel told her as he exited the cell.

Beth made sure to be gentle as she cleaned and bandaged the cuts. "Are you up to seeing your son now or would you rather wait until after your rested?"

"My son?" Michonne looked at her with confusion.

"Yes, your son Andre. Would you like to see him now?" Beth smiled at her.

"He is alive?" Michonne stared at Beth in disbelief.

"Yes you saw him earlier" Beth replied as she placed everything back into her father's medicine bag.

"I thought I was hallucinating, how is this possible?" Michonne took a deep breathe trying to make sense of what Beth was telling her. She was starting to feel faint.

"Rick and Daryl rescued him in the woods near a highway" Beth placed her father bag on the table and walk back to Michonne. "You don't look well, you should lie down. I'll bring Andre and some food up to you in a little while but rest for now."

Seven months ago

Rick and his group were leaving Atlanta for Fort Benning when they were overrun by a herd of walkers on the road while looking for supplies in abandoned cars. They had taken cover underneath cars hoping the herd would pass without any incident. Sophia, Carol's daughter, started to move out from beneath the car when she spotted a walker. Her screams attracted more walkers as she move away from the walker that was pursuing her beneath the car. Sophia dashed from under the car as two walkers chased her into the woods. Rick noticing Sophia in distress follows her into the woods. He prayed he would reach her before the walkers did. He finally caught up to her and lifted her into his arms. "I got you, I got you Sophia"

"Mr. Grimes please don't let them get me" She held on to him.

"I won't, I promise but I need you to stay hidden until I come back," Rick put her down.

"Please don't leave me" She grabbed Ricks arm pleading with him.

"I need to get them away from you, just stay here until I come back. If I don't come back run back to the road and keep the sun over your left shoulder." He told her.

Rick called out to get the walkers attention, bringing them away from Sophia. He got them as far as possible and waited behind a tree for the perfect time to strike. One by one, he took them out with a rock. He hurried back to Sophia hiding spot to find her gone. "She must have returned back to the road" he thought to himself. He made his way back to the road and called Daryl over to him when he realize Sophia hasn't made it back yet. "I need your help tracking Sophia"

Rick brought Daryl back to the last spot he saw Sophia. "You sure this is where you left her?"

"Yes I'm positive" Rick told him while looking around for any signs of her.

Daryl started looking at the ground for her tracks. He stumbled across some fresh tracks. "I got something over here."

"Are those her tracks?" Rick asked him.

"Yeah, she was headed back to the highway like you told her to" Daryl replied with a quick nod.

"Good, let's go find our girl" Rick replied with a look of relief.

They continue to follow her path back to the highway when they notice she took a turn leading her away from the highway. "She was fine until right here, I don't know why she didn't keep going"

"Maybe a walker spooked her?" Rick asked Daryl

"There's no other tracks near her" Daryl continued to follow her path until something interesting caught his eyes. "Rick, there are some smaller tracks over here, look like it belong to a small child. It looks like she was following the child. I think that what made her change directions"

"What if that child is a walker?" Rick looked horrified and afraid for Sophia.

"I don't think so. Walkers drag their feet so the prints wouldn't have been so clear" Daryl told him.

"What is a child doing out here alone?" Rick shook his head as he wondered about the answers.

"I don't know but we need to find them"

They followed her tracks a little further out and found Sophia slowly approaching a tree. "Sophia" Rick called out to her. He was relief to found her. He was finally able to breathe again. He went towards her and lifted her into his arms. "What are you doing over here?"

"There's a little boy hiding in the trunk of that tree. We can't leave him here but he doesn't want to come out." She told him in a hurry.

"Okay I'll get him out, don't leave Daryl side."

"If she knows what good for her she will stay put" Daryl mumbled while glaring at Sophia. Sophia moved closer to Daryl and took his hand into hers. She wasn't afraid of him. He was nothing like her father. She knew Daryl would never hurt her. She knew she would always be safe with Daryl and Rick. She watched Rick approached the tree where the boy was hidden.

Rick looked inside the trunk to find a dirty small adorable brown skin boy with curly hair peering up at him. "Hey, what are you doing out here alone?" the little boy give Rick no response, he just back himself deeper into the corner of the trunk. Rick could see the boy was terrified. He would need to find a way to lure him out. "My name is Rick, can you tell me your name?" the little boy gave no reply. "Where are you parents?" Rick notice with the mention of his parents the boy started to tear up. Rick assumed the boy parents were dead, probably killed right in front of him. "I can see that you are a brave boy being out here all by yourself but wouldn't it be better if we all stayed together so we can protect each other from those monsters." The boy gave no reply so Rick continued to talk. "I can use a brave boy like you. If you come with me, I promise I won't let anything happen to you. I'll take care of you."

The little boy crawled out of the tree trunk and slowly stood up. He looked exhausted and terrified, Rick heart bleed for the boy. He went down on his knees to be face to face with the boy. He felt an instant need to protect him. "You must be tired. I can carry you back and then I'll get you something to eat." He opened his arms and the little boy went straight into his chest. He lifted him up into his arms and made his way back to Daryl and Sophia. When they reached them, the little boy buried his face into the crook of Rick's neck. "We were supposed to bring back one child not two" Daryl said with a chuckle "how you going to explain this one?

Rick had no response for Daryl. This little boy in a few minutes already stole his heart and there was no explanation needed. "Let's head back" They made their way back to the highway to find shock faces of their family and friends staring at them. Sophia let go of Daryl's hand and ran up to embrace her crying mother. Everyone else surrounded Rick and Daryl waiting for an explanation about the boy Rick was carrying. "Give him some space, you scaring him" Daryl was the first to speak up. "Who is he?" Lori asked them while trying to get a good look at the boy's face. The boy held on tighter to Rick's shirt and kept his face buried in his neck. "Where are his parents?" This question came from Glenn. Rick could feel the boy tears against his neck. He rubbed the boys back and told him that everything's going to be fine. "Listen Daryl will explain everything while I get him something to eat." He went into Dales RV, took a can of Ravioli to heat up while still carrying the boy. "My sons love eating Ravioli, do you like Ravioli?" the little boy finally removed his face from Rick's neck to look down at the Ravioli he was placing into a bowl. He sat down with the boy in his lap and watched him as he ate the bowl of Ravioli. Lori entered the RV taking in the beautiful site in front of her, she knew Rick always wanted more children and everyone can see that by the way he treats Sophia and now this boy. Rick smiled up at her as he cleaned up the boy's face with a damp cloth. "How old do you think he is?" he asked her. "I think he might be three or four which means he should be able to talk" she replied while taking small steps towards them. She didn't want to scare the boy. "Has he spoken yet?"

"No not yet, I don't know what he been through but I'm glad we found him. If it wasn't for Sophia running into the woods we would have never found him."

Carl entered the RV with Sophia carrying a bottle of water. "We thought he might need some water, Shane found a truck that has gallons of water." He took the cap off the water bottle and handed it over to the boy. The boy looks up at Carl with sleepy eyes and cautiously took the bottle from him. He drank the water as he fought to keep his little hazel eyes opened.

"He's tired Rick, maybe we should let him sleep in the RV"

He lifted the boy back into his arm as he stood up from his seat. He tried to place the boy on the bed but he held on tightly to Rick. He started to cry fearing that Rick was going to leave him. "It's okay, I'm here." Rick kissed the boy on his head and rubbed his back.

"He can sleep in the car with me and Sophia. He will still be able to see you as you search for more supplies."

"That's a good idea Carl" He left the RV with Carl, Sophia and Lori and made their way to the car. He open the back door for Sophia to enter first and then tried to place the boy next but he wouldn't let go of Rick. "Listen you see that boy behind me, he's my son and he's going to watch over you with Sophia. I won't be far. You can watch me through the window" the boy let go of Ricks shirt as he placed him back again next to Sophia. The boy watched him with curious eyes as Carl took the other seat beside him. "Carl, Sophia, don't let him out the car, I'll be right back. Lock the doors."

"Okay Dad, don't worry, we won't let him out of our sight" Carl told his dad with a reassuring smile. Rick took his leave with Lori, leaving Sophia and Carl alone with the boy. "My name is Sophia. I wonder what your name is?" The little boy just stared at her. "We will have to come up with a name for you until you can tell us yours" Carl told the boy. The little boy yawned and rubbed his eyes. "You can lay your head on my lap and take a nap." Sophia told him as she patted her lap. The little boy laid his head on her lap and shut his eyes. Sophia rubbed his head while she talked to Carl. "What do you think we should name him?" She asked Carl. "I don't know, what about Mason?" Carl replied while rubbing his chin.

"Andre" The little boy mumbled in his sleep. "Andre must be his name" Carl said with a satisfied expression.