VPOV

This was bad. Very, very bad. Rolling over in bed, I could feel how sick I really was. I had been stupid to think it was just stress. After worrying about Aly all that time, I never even thought about what would happen if it had been me that got sick...

Now, with Daryl gone, and turns out dad and Carol went out early this morning too, I wasn't sure what I was surpposed to do.

What if I died before either of them got back? What if something happened while I was in quarintine? What about if Aly found out? Or Carl? Even Maggie? Glenn and her dad were already in there, now her best friend?

Groaning I sat up, reaching for Daryl's poncho and pulling it on. I quickly slipped on my shoes before getting up, and making my way to my door.

I knew I had to be careful. It way only seem like a sort walk every other day, but now that I was sick heading over to A block seemed like a dangerous path. I had to worry about making it in one peice and not infecting anyone at the same time...

"Vickie?" Maggie was down on the ground floor, seeming to have been getting ready to work. But at the sight of me she paused, watching worriedly as I made my way down the stairs.

I raised my hand so she wouldn't come any closer. "I'll be fine. I'm just going to head over to A block." I coughed, my chest vibrating painfully. "I'll be fine." I repeated as I continued on towards the cell...

DPOV

"This is Turner Creek." Michonne noted as we looked at the map. "So, Burnesville must be a few miles downstream."

"Sounds like our best chance at finding a new ride." Bob nodded, ready for the jounry ahead.

"Yo, Ty." I called out to Tyresse as he washed his shirt in the water. "Come on. Let's go, v`amonos." without waitng for a response, I grabbed my things, heading off.

Behind me I could hear T and Bob talking, but I wans't going to waste anymore time. We needed to get the meds and get back. It was that simple.

VPOV

I sat next to Glenn on the walk way, Lizzie in front of me as I ran my hand through her hair to calm her down. Seeing as she was friends with Aly, she attached herself to me, and I knew chances were Glenn and I were sticking together too.

Hershel was doing his rounds, taking care of everyone. Some were really bad, already bleeding from the eyes, almost dead. Then there were the few like me and Lizzie, just barely sick. Glenn was in the middle. There was a bigger possibility of him surviving, sure, but seeing how far he was gone, how far Zach and Sasha were gone too...

Lizzie and I would heal fast once the meds were in our system. We hadn't been sick long enough to really worry right now. As long as we kept doing what Hershel said, saving our energy and drinking the medicinal tea he had made, then chances were we'd be okay.

But it was easier said than done. I had already helped Hershel clear out a body, which I had offered to kill in the room away from everyone else. He didn't want them to see what was being done to the bodies...

"Vickie?" Lizzie turned around and leaned against my chest, hugging me. "You think Carol and Rick will be okay? Daryl and the others too?"

I nodded, petting her hair soothingly. "I'm sure everyone will be okay."

Next to me, Glenn gave a pointed look. We both knew there was no real way of knowing if the others were going to be okay, or if we would be. But I had hope, and right now that was all I had...

"Why don't you go rest? I'll be in there in a moment." I smiled down at her.

Nodding, she stood and headed for the cell she'd slept in last night. Since I joined everyone this morning, she had practically begged me to share the cell with her; and I had no problem with that. She just wanted someone to be with her, and without Aly, I was happy to take care of Lizzie.

Once she was gone, I sighed, resting my head on Glenn's shoulder. It had been awhile since we really got to hang out, it was unfortunate that the circumstances weren't better. But we had been really good friends, still were, and I guess having each other now was helpful.

"Maggie's probably worried sick about us." he sighed, his cheek resting on my head.

"Yeah. I bet. I'm just glad she's not sick too, you know? Everyone else as well. It's bad enough we're in here..."

There was a sweet silence that fell between us, not at all uncomfortable or awkward. It was just nice, and friendly. There was no preasure to make conversation or anything like that when it came to Glenn.

He chuckled lightly which caused him to cough, catching my attention. "What?" I asked, moving back so I could look at him.

He shrugged. "I just remembered when we first met."

I grinned at the memory. "Ah, yes. The high way, bus and fast red car."

"You had just been standing there. I was sure you were a walker or something. But when I saw you, I had never been more shocked in my life... well except for the time Maggie rode up to us on a horse to get Lori after you and Carl had been shot. I think that was more shocking than anything."

"I heard about that." I laughed, whiched caused me to cough too. Once I was finished, I went on, trying to ignore it. "You had a crush on me and then Daryl and I got close. Then Maggie turned up, and you liked her..." I grinned cheekily. "I think you have a thing for big enterances."

He blushed slightly, tilting his head back in a way that made my eyes look to his sweat covered forehead. "Yeah, well, I kinda knew I didn't stand a chance with you once I saw how close you and Daryl got." he shrugged.

Leaning over I kissed his cheek. "Things turned out for the best then, huh?" I stood up slowly, ready to head over to Lizzie to make sure she was okay. As I stood, the world spun and I almost lost my footing. Luckily I grabbed the wall before I fell.

"You okay?" Glenn asked, all previous amusement gone as he looked up at me worried.

"She should be in bed. Both of you should be." we turned to Hershel as he made his way up the stairs towards us. "Come on you two." he nodded to the cells, offering me a hand to help me walk.

I shook my head, declining the offer as I grabbed Glenn and helped him up. "I'm fine." I told the two of them as they watched me shake slightly. We all knew I was getting worse, and we all knew I was getting worse faster than expected. But I wasn't going to dwell. "Wake me if you need help with anything." I nodded to Hershel before moving for the cell, every step heavier than the last, my legs like jelly, my body like stone...

DPOV

I stopped along the track, a stone on the ground catching my eye. Kneeling down, I picked it up, checking to make sure it was the right kind of stone I needed.

"Is that Jasper?" Michonne asked as she stopped beside me.

"Mmm-hmm." I nodded, looking up at her.

"It's a good colour. Brings out your eyes." she grinned.

"When Ms Richards went into A block, we were leaving. Asked me to keep a look out. "I explained to her, standing up. "I'm gonna use it for her old man's marker." I went to keep walking.

"You know all of them back there?"

"You stay in one place more than a couple hours, you'd be surprised what you pick up." I called over my shoulder as I kept on walking down the track.

...

I sat in a car that had been under some bushes by an old gas station. As I tried to hot wire it, the others cleared the bushes and branches. But the battery was dead.

"We gotta find us a new battery." I sighed as I closed the car door. Turning around and stepping closer to the window of the gas station, I spat on my hand so I could clean the window in order to look in.

The moment my hand touched the glass, a walker jumped at the window, snarling at me. By the sounds of things there seemed to be more than just the one by the window.

"Got some friends inside." I turned to the others. "Come on."

The four of us walked to the front of the building where the enterance was blocked. A tree must had fallen over time and was covering the front of the building.

"Let's clear a path, see how many we got." I suggested as each of us moved to a different spot of the fallen tree and started clearing.

Ty went into it right away. Grunting and puffing as he fought the branches and foilage as if they were walkers. His mind was not in the game. If he kept going to way he was, he was gonna end up dead or get one of us dead...

"Hey, man, go easy. We don't know what we're dealing with." I reminded him.

Yet he kept going, ignoring me comletely. As the hook at the end of his blade got caught on something this seemed to aggrivate him more. It was wasting his time, stopping him from getting this done so we could do what we had to and get back to his sister.

He pulled it free, some wire tangled at the end of his blade. Pulling it off and throwing it to the ground, he got back to work pretty easy, the rest of us loking away.

Suddenly a hand reached out of the branches, reaching for my neck but grabbing my vest as the walker growled.

Michonne was quick to act, cutting the arm off without hesitating.

Suddenly the sound of another walker caught her attention as Bob gasped. A walker grabbed at him, half stuck in the tree.

I dealt wih mine a fast as I could. It was tangled in some vines so I just grabbed it and stabbed it in the head. Once it was dead, I turned to look at the others, seeing Ty actually trying to pull the walker that had been reaching for him, out of the tree. It was as if he wanted to fight it, not just kill it...

Michonne decapitated Bob's wlaker for him seeing as he had a tight grip on him. With that one down, we all turned to Ty, not sure if we should cut in or just let him do what he wanted.

"Tyresse!" Bob yeled, warning him.

"Ty!"

"Ty, let him go." Michonne told him, though he kept tugging.

Finally he got the walker free, although as he pulled it out, he fell to his back, pulling the walker along. It was on top of him, snapping it's jaw, ready for the bite.

I moved fast, grabbing the thing and pulling it off him. Bob was right there at the ready, gun out. With a quick shot to the head, he killed the walker.

I helped Ty to his feet, even though there was a part of me, and not a small part, that was pissed off. He should have just let the walker go, killed it and moved on like the rest of us. Tugging at it, doing what he did, made the situation worse and take longer than it should have.

"Why the hell didn't you let go?" Michonne asked him, seeming just as pissed as me.

Ty just looked at her, not answering.

Seeing as that was all she was getting, she turned away as the three of us continued to clear a path, leaving him to do whatever he wanted.

RPOV

We entered one of the houses. Carol kept watch as I made my way for the bathroom. Once inside I searched the cupboards, draws and cabinet for anything we could use.

The whole way here, Carol had either been silent, or trying toconvince me that what she had done wasn't wrong. But each time she had tried to explain to me that she had done the right thing, that she had helped everyone, it seemed like she was trying to convince herself aswell.

With everything use able stashed in the bag, I walked out, moving to the kitchen.

Suddenly the sound of a wlaker caught our a ttention as we looked at the stair. A woman came to view, dressed in pink pjs. She took one look at us, groaned, and tried to walk down the stairs. She tumbled down.

I grabbed Carol, pulling her back. "Carol!"

The sound of bones cracking sent shivers down my spine as the walkers went to get up. But before it could, Carol pulled out her knife, moving forward swiftly and stapping the walker in the head.

The sound of alock turning had us both up, my gan raised. We were ready for what or whoever was up there. Slowly, the door opened, it's creak sounding through the ever silent house.

Two heads popped out, a girl and boy, both around Vickie's age. Stepping out, they showed us their hands, unarmed and not threatening.

"Whoa, whoa." the guy smiled awkwardly at us, mygun still raised. "It's cool. We're cool."

"We have fruit." the girl lifted her hands, a piece of fruit in each.

"Yeah, we got apricots, peaches" he grabbed one of the ones she held. "Here, catch." he threw it towards us, but it fell before even making it halfway, a miserable throw.

Carol and I just watched the piece of fruit fall and bounce before rolling and coming to a stop by the dead walker.

"Or, you know, don't." he chuckled, shifting awkwardly.

DPOV

Bob and I headed inside as Michonne and Ty stayed out to clear the car more. The plan was to get inside, get a battery, fix the car and go. Do it fast and get it done.

"Here we go." I cleared my throat, moving towards the shelf where batteries sat. Grabbing one of the shelf that was right for the car, I checked to make sure it was okay.

"Hmm, cells look pretty dry." Bob noted.

Closing it up, I shrugged. "A little distilled water will clear that right up."

Looking around for anything else that we might be able to use, I came to a stop, shinning the light on the ground.

"That's puke." I looked at the mess that sat next to antifreeze coolant. "Those douchbags in the vines ook themselves out, holding hands, Kumbaya style."

"They wanted to go out together same way as they lived. That make them douchbags?"

"It does if they could have gotten out." I answered, moving on, continuing to look for supplies.

"Everybody make it, till they don't." I looked at him as he went on. "People nowadays are dominoes. What they did, maybe it's about not having to watch them fall."

Nodding, trying not to laugh, I kept going. "Right."

Coming to the end of the isle, I turned to move down the next. But lying there under some fallen rubble was a walker... stuck and groaning.

We both moved to stand above it, looking down as it tried to move. Without a second thought I just turned and moved on. If they wanted to kill themselves, then whatever. It means they were weak, and I wasn't going to waste time crying over it.

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