Thank you for the reviews! Here is the start of strong tensions. At least I hope.

Lily is my OC.

"It's the baby," Beth said with worried eyes. "She won't stop crying and her diapers…"

"Smell?" Lily asked rushing into the block behind the girl.

"They're runny and really stink. She's also still throwing up." Lily the baby from Hershel and laid her on the ground on a clean towel.

"Let me see the diaper," she said holding out her hand. Before Beth could hand her the diaper, she could smell it. Examining it, she saw the watery contents. She wrapped it back up.

"She's allergic to the formula," she said holding her arm to cover her nose. "We have to get her a different kind."

After it was decided to make a run for different formula every one began to wake up and make their way over for breakfast. Everyone ate silently that morning. Carl wasn't even touching his cereal.

"Everybody ok?" Rick asked from the doorway into the depths of the prison making a few people jump with his sudden reappearance.

"Yeah," Maggie responded. "We are."

"What about you?" Hershel asked.

"I cleared out the boiler block," he responded ignoring Hershel's question.

"How many were there?" Daryl asked from the stairwell.

"I don't know. A dozen, two dozen. I have to get back. Just wanted to check on Carl."

"Rick," Glenn said getting to his feet. "We can handle taking out the bodies. You don't have to."

"No, I do."

It was hard seeing Rick in this state. He was the one everyone turned to when something went wrong and now with the loss of Lori, his world was crashing down around him.

Rick walked over to Daryl. "Everyone have a gun and a knife?"

"Yeah. We're runnin' low on ammo, though."

"Maggie, Lily, and I were planning to make a run this afternoon. Found a phonebook with some places we can hit, look for bullets and formula."

"I offered to go because the baby is having an allergic reaction to the formula that was brought back so I'm just going along to make sure we get the right stuff this time."

"We cleared out the generator room," Daryl said. "Axel's there tryin' to fix it in case of emergency. We're gonna sweep the lower level's as well."

"Good. Good." Rick then walked quickly out the room back to where he was. He completely ignored Hershel when he called.

A few minutes were passed before breakfast was finished. Lily looked over at Glenn.

"Ready?" he asked. She nodded placing her dishes in a tub of water to be washed later. Maggie followed her and they grabbed their things heading outside.

"You ready to go out there?" Daryl asked Lily pulling her aside.

"Yeah," she sighed. "For Rick's sake. He can't lose anybody else. Especially not a baby."

"Well, we'd miss you too. Not just the baby…"

"This run will be just like the others we did during the winter."

"Still have that sweater."

She smiled. "I know. It's still in your bike."

"No, one's ever made something like that for me before. Just promise me you'll come back and make me another?" he asked placing his hand on her arm.

She leaned in and kissed him. "Yeah, I'll come back. No matter what it takes."

"Eh, that sounds morbid."

"Not every run we make goes badly."

"They do when I'm not with you."

"Then come with us."

"Rick…"

"Then stay. There's three of us…We'll be fine."

"You better be. I'm tired of saving you." He winked at her.

"Haven't you heard? I can take care of myself now."

"Are we leaving sometime today?" Glenn asked her leaning out the truck window.

"Go!" he pushed her toward the truck giving her his pistol.

"Lily!" She turned and saw Carl tossing the baby formula to her. She caught it and jumped in the back seat. In order to find the right formula she did need some of the old formula. They made their way to to the first location on their list of possible locations.

Glenn opened her door and she slid out of the back seat making her way to the first door and beating it. Maggie cleared the road. Knowing they were going to share a kiss when meeting back up, Lily turned toward the door and resumed beating it. There were a few moments of silence before Glenn came up from behind with the bolt cutters to cut the chains off the door.

"Nothing inside. Go ahead," Lily said taking a step to the side of the door. He cut the chain and pulled the door open as she shifted from foot to foot in anticipation. He ripped the door open and birds flew out. The cute couple dropped to the ground as the doctor flattened herself against the door waiting for the birds to go away.

Maggie stood outside as the other two entered the store. They split up to look for the formula.

"Glenn, get that duck," Maggie said.

"What?"

"Get that duck."

"Are you serious?"

"A kid growing up in a prison could use some toys."

Lily had been so wrapped up in getting the formula for the baby she hadn't even thought about getting her toys. At least everything was more or less free these days. Minus the walkers, this time was a great time to have a child as long as one found a decent place to call home.

"Found it!" Lily called excitedly. "I found it!" Glenn rushed over to her aisle and saw the shelves of formula.

"Is this stuff good? No allergies?"

"No allergies! Little Ass-Kicker is as good as golden!"

"We just hit the powered formula jackpot," Glenn smiled pulling more formula into a basket and making his way to the truck.

"Oh, thank God," Maggie said.

"I also got beans and batteries, cocktail wieners, many mustards. It's a straight shot to the prison from here. Probably make it in time for dinner."

"I like the quiet. Back there, back home, you can always hear them outside the fence no matter where you are."

"It almost feels too quiet," Lily said placing another basket of formula in the trunk.

"Now where is it y'all good people call home?" a man asked from one of the vehicles behind them.

All three spun to see who the voice belonged to. All three drew their guns. A broad shouldered man stood there with blood running down his nose. It was broken and he was covered in blood some of it was from his nose, some was from walkers, and the rest had to belong to people. From the looks of it, they'd just died. He must have been hunting them.

"Merle?" Glenn asked.

Lily wondered why the name Merle rang a bell. But it was difficult to think while looking at the knife he had taped to his right arm in the place of his hand. Almost like Captain Hook.

Merle put his gun on the ground and started walking towards them.

"Hey!" Maggie shouted. "Back the hell up!"

"Okay. Okay, honey. Jesus." He stopped walking and kept his hands up. His smile made Lily feel uneasy. There was no way on earth he was this happy to see Glenn who had a look of disgust on his face.

"You made it," Glenn said in disbelief.

"Can you tell me, is my brother alive?"

Brother, she thought. Brother, Glenn knew him.

"You're—you're Merle Dixon," Lily said clutching the gun tighter.

"Yeah, blondie, I am. How you know that? I ain't never seen you before... My brother ok?"

"Yeah," Lily said stiffly.

She had wondered many times what Merle had looked like, but the person before her had never crossed her mind. Looking at him reminded Lily how Daryl was when he'd first lost his brother. He only talked to her and that was sparse. He only looked after her. Through her connection to the kids, the others saw that if she could live with Daryl then he couldn't be all that bad. It had taken him a long time to feel like he was a part of the group. He had changed so much since then. He was so much better without his brother around and she'd never seen him with Merle before.

"Hey, you take me to him and I'll call it even on everything that happened up there in Atlanta. No hard feelings. Huh?" Glenn's eyes shifted between Merle's face and his knife hand. "You like that, huh? Well, I found myself a medical supply warehouse. Fixed it up myself. Pretty cool, huh?"

"We'll tell Daryl you're here and he'll come out to meet you."

"Hold on. Just hold up."

Merle took a step closer.

Lily cocked her pistol. "Back the hell up," she spat. He froze.

"The fact that we found each other is a miracle. Come on now. You can trust me."

"There'd be no need to tell us to trust you. You're trying too hard to get us to trust you," Lily said.

"Big hunk oh mind games right there."

"You trust us. You stay here," Glenn said.

Merle chuckled nervously. He then pulled out his gun and fired it at the truck shattering the back window. All three of them dove to different sides of the truck, but the second Glenn rose to his feet, he ran around the other side of the truck and saw Maggie with a gun to her head.

"Hey, hey, hold up, buddy. Hold up," Merle said when Glenn pointed his gun at him.

"Let go of her. Let go of her!"

"Put that gun in the car right now. Put it in the car son." Glenn put his gun in the back. "There you go. Now, we're gonna go for a little drive."

"We're not going back to our camp." Lily contemplated shooting Merle under the truck, but wasn't going to risk Maggie for it. She also couldn't live with shooting Daryl's brother no matter how ugly around the edges he was.

"No. We're going somewhere else. Get blondie and tie her hands behind her back." Glenn reluctantly started walking over to her on the ground. In his eyes she could see he wanted her to run. So she did.

She ducked into the store and before she even got too far before a gun shot rang out and blew threw her leg. Screaming, she fell to the ground. Merle had fired a shot blindly threw the wall and it hit her. Glenn reluctantly fetched her and bound her hands behind her back but left the ropes loose enough so she could slip out if she had to. "Put her in the passengers seat. Get in the car, Glenn! You're driving!"

"She's going to bleed out unless we do something!" Glenn shouted.

"Walkers got her if she dies. Now get in the damn car!"

Glenn was forced to drive with Maggie at gunpoint. About half way down a long stretch of road, Lily looked over at Glenn. He quickly met her eyes then looked to the road again.

The look in his eyes almost seemed to ask if he should risk crashing the car, but she told him no. There was something far more important that she needed to tell them.

"Don't tell them anything," she spoke quickly. She knew this wasn't going to be like Randall's camp. Merle didn't just take them for sport. He wanted them. He needed them for something and it wasn't just Daryl.

"Shut your trap, blondie!" Merle shouted pointing the gun at the back of her head.

"Whatever they do don't tell them anything and don't come back for me if you get out! Just get out!"

"I said shut it! Or I'll shoot!"

"You already did."

"Don't tempt me to do it again." He pressed the barrel against her head and she fell silent. Glenn stayed on course down the long road.

"That's it Asian dude..."

"He's Korean!" Lily snapped.

"Last time!" She said nothing the rest of the way.

Glenn drove them to a small town that had been constructed after the dead came back to life. The walls were made of metal and spare truck and tractor tires. Once there, all three were ushered to separate rooms somewhere beneath the town.