We joined the others looking down at the streets. The firing called them all here. There was millions of them. "My god, it's like Times Square down there." Andrea said. T-Dog sat beside Jacqui, still holding he radio in his hand. "How's that signal?" Morales asked him. I looked over at T-Dog. He looked as bad as I felt. My head was throbbing, Andrea was positive I have a small concussion and my ankle was still swollen.

"Like Dixon's brain." T-Dog answered Morales, as he glared at Merle. "Weak." I smiled and slid down beside T-Dog.

Merle flipped off T-Dog as Morales sighed. "Keep trying."

"Why? There's nothing they can do." Andrea said as she gave my brother and I an evil glare. "Not a damn thing." I was really getting tired of this bitch.

"How's the head?" T asked causing me to look over at him.

"Hurts like hell."

"You shouldn't have gotten involved."

"Why because I'm a girl?" I asked.

"No because you got hurt." I frown. "You're a selfless person, Grace, but one of these days it'll be the death of you."

"Don't worry, T-Dog, on a good day I can handle my own. It's just been one of those days." T-Dog laughed.

"Ya it has been." I smiled and looked down at my feet.

"Rick said something about you twisting your ankle." Jacqui said.

"Ya, hurts bad. Swollen." I said.

"Hmm... to bad we have no ice packs. We need to be bring that swelling down." She said.

"I'll be fine. I just need to rest it." She looked me over.

"I'm going to see what I can get for you." She said before starting away.

"You don't have..." But she already headed down the stairs.

"That's Jacqui for you, always worrying about others." I glanced over at T and gave a small smile.

"Hey, sugar tits. How about you and I go and bump some uglies." He said to me, humping up. It was disgusting.

"I'd rather jump off this roof and become walker food." I snapped. He eyed me up and down. I felt sick to my stomach. I moved closer to T-Dog who got the hint, and wrapped an arm around me and glared at Dixon. T-Dog was a good guy. I could see myself becoming friends with him.

"The streets ain't safe." Morales said. "Now there's an understatement."

"What about under the streets? The sewers." Rick said.

"Oh man." Morales said as realization came to his face. Morales turned to the rest of us. "Hey, Glenn, check the alley. You see any manhole covers?" He asked. Glenn sprinted off down the other side of the roof and looked down. "No." He said making my heart sink. "Must all be out on the streets where the geeks are." Crap.

"Maybe not." Jacqui said as she placed a ice cold icepack on my ankle. "Old buildings like this built in the twenties. Big structures often had drainage tunnels into the sewers in case of flooding down in the subbasements."

"How do you that?" Glenn asked.

"It's my job. Was." She looked over at my brother. "I worked in the city zoning office." I smiled. Maybe we really can get out of here.

Everyone headed down to look, but I stayed up here. No one wanted me to walk around anymore, not until the swelling is down. That means I'm stuck with Dixon. "Mmm." He said as he eyed me up.

"What?" I snapped as he continued to look at me.

"That Officer Friendly you're brother?" I rolled my green eyes.

"That's what he said before, then it is what he meant. I'm his sister." I said annoyed by him.

"I got a baby brother." He said still looking at me, but now only at my chest. I crossed my arms, hoping for him to stop, but it only made him look all the more. "Got a baby nephew too. Both would kill your brother if they were here." I looked at him bored.

"Good thing they ain't here. Means we could kill you and they would never even know. If I were you I would play nice knowing that." The man glared at me. I look over as T-Dog walked back on the roof.

"Hey." I said. he gave a nod to me.

"Any luck?"

"They found it, but Glenn went down with Morales to look it over. Sent me back up here to keep trying to radio." I nod. "How's the ankle?" He asked. I pulled my jeans up and took the pack off.

"Still swollen, but it's going down." He nod.

"That's good. You think yo'll be able to run when the time comes?" I looked down at it.

"Sure." I said with a nod.

"Good." He sat beside me and turned the radio on. "Anybody out there?" He called through it, but there was only silence except the thunder that came from overhead. "Hello? Anybody read? I'm hoping to hear somebody's voice 'cause I'm getting sick and tired of hearing mine." I giggled.

"Yeah, well, that makes two of us." Merle said with a smirk. I roll my eyes.

"Just hang in there, T-Dog, you'll get through soon." He nod.

"Why don't you knock that crap off? You're giving me a headache, boy." Merle said as he spat on the ground. I made a face.

"Why don't you pull your head out of your ass, maybe you headache'll go away." T-Dog said right back causing me to smile, Merle gave a laugh, but only sent bad chills down my spine.

"Try some positivist for a change." T-Dog added. "Damn."

"I'll tell you what." Merle said as he pulled himself up into a kneeling position and rested his free hand on his knee. "You get me out of these cuffs and I'll be all Sammy Sunshine positive for you." I rolled my eyes. Both T-Dog and I just focused on the radio. "Hey, you see that hacksaw over there in that tool bag?" Merle asked as he nod over to it.

T-Dog glanced over at it, but didn't say anything. "Get it for me, hmm?" Merle asked. "Make it worth your while." Merle's eyes looked right into T-Dog's. "What do you say, man? Come on." He shook his cuffs, but I simply rolled my eyes. "Get me out of these things."

"So you can beat my ass again?" T-Dog's face hardened and glared his way. "Or knock race around? Or call me nigger some more?"

"Come on now, it wasn't personal. It's just that your kind and my kind ain't meant to mix. That's all." Merle was using, what he had hoped, was a reasonable voice. "Plus... I didn't mean to push the girly around." He said eyeing me. "More rather bump some uglies." I glared at him. "Either way, it don't mean we can't work together, parley. As long as there's some kind of mutual gain involved." Merle smiled, which was not charming at all. "So about that hacksaw."

"I guess you want me to get that rifle over there too so you can shoot that cop when he comes back up, huh?" I glared at Merle as T-Dog said that.

Merle's friendliness was gone and nothing, but a promise of savagery was in his eyes. Of course T-Dog was right. Merle would go right for my brother once he was out.

The rest of them came up soon after. Another plan down the drain. Rick was looking through binoculars, hoping for sign of what he could do. "The construction site, those trucks, they always keep keys on hand." He said as he passed he binoculars to Morales.

"You'll never make it past the walkers." He said.

"You got my sister and I out of the tank." Rick said to Glenn as he took the binoculars.

"Yeah, but they were feeding. They were distracted." Glenn said.

"Can we distract them again?"

"Right, listen to him. He's onto something." Merle said as he pointed at Rick. "A diversion, like on Hogan's Heroes."

"God. Give it a rest." Jacqui snapped causing me to smile.

"They're drawn by sound, right?" Rick asked.

"Right, like dogs. They hear a sound, they come." Glenn said.

"What else?" I asked.

"Aside from they hear you?" Morales asked, looking over at Rick and I. "They can see you, smell you, and if they catch you, they eat you."

"They can tell us by smell?" Rick asked my eyes widen. I knew what he was getting at.

"Both of us have different smells. They're the walker smell and our smell." I said.

"They smell dead, we don't. It's pretty distinct." Andrea said.

"That's it. You guys just have to smell dead." Everyone looked at me as if I had three heads. Rick gave a nod.

"You are a genius, Grace. Come on." He said as he headed down the stairs with everyone else. T-Dog looked over at me.

"You're nuts." I smiled.

"I know."

Everyone came back onto the roof tops, T-Dog now held the key to let Merle out of his handcuffs. "Hey, what's happening, man?" He yelled.

"Hey, T-Dog, try that CB." Morales said.

"Hey, come on. Talk to me, y'all." Merle said as he strained against his cuffs.

"Bas camp, this is T-Dog. Anybody hear me?" T-Dog asked as he lifted the radio to his mouth. Jacqui, Andrea, and Morales all went to the edge of the roof. Morales put the binoculars to his eyes and started looking down at the streets below. "Can anybody out there here me?" Nothing came from the radio, but static and I could tell T-Dog was getting frusterated.

"Don't worry, T. We'll be fine. If we don't get a hold of them, then we'll tell them what happened when we get out of this city." T-Dog gave a nod to me.

"Just need to keep trying." I nod back to him.

"There!" Morales yelled. Thunder rolled overhead causing me to frown. I was praying it didn't rain. It would ruin everything if it did. Morales had the same worry as me as he looked up a the gathering clouds.

"That asshole's out on the street with the handcuff keys?" I smiled as I heard Merle's panicked voice. T-Dog held up the keys and waved them at Merle. I could have laughed at the look on Merle's face.

I sat at my camp as everyone went on doing their daily chores or messed around with Dale's RV. I could see Amy pacing, no doubt worrying over her bitch of a sister. I didn't worry for Merle, he was an idiot, but he was a Dixon and the only thing that can kill a Dixon is a Dixon. "Amy." I called causing her to look over at me. She was worried and I hated seeing her like this. I shouldn't go and make friends with her, but... it was like I couldn't help it. Almost like I was drawn to her.

Amy started over and sat beside me. "She isn't back yet." Amy cried.

"Relax, Amy, everything is probably fine. You know your sister. She's with some of the best people, she and the rest of them will make it back." Amy sighed.

"She also with your uncle." I frown. I was no idiot. I knew what Merle was like. He was reckless, sexist, racist, a druggie, and could be totally selfish. I knew how he was, but I don't see him going and killing no body, coming close to it maybe, but actually killing, doubt it.

"Don't worry, Amy, she'll be fine." Amy sighed and rested her head on my shoulder causing me to flinch.

"Sorry." She went to pull away, but I shook my head. "It's fine... just not used to it." She glanced at me for a moment before laying her head back down.

"I'm scared, Danny. She's the only family I got left. I can't loose her." I sighed.

"I know. She'll come back, I promise." I whispered softly. She moved her head so she could look up at me.

"What if you can't keep that promise?" She whispered. I looked down at her.

"I keep all my promises."

I walked out of the woods about a few hours, to have Amy running up to me in tears. My eyes widen as she hugged me. I stood there shocked and unsure what to do. I wasn't used to someone touching me so much. I mean I didn't like being touched by anyone, my father was an acception, he was allowed to hug me and whatever, but... I'm just not used to others doing it. "Shane refuses to go after my sister." She whispered once I came out of my shock and wrapped my arms around her.

"What did I miss?" I asked confused.

"They're stuck in Atlanta. Walkers every where. They're on some roof of a building. It was hard to hear them, no good signal. Shane refuses to go and help them." She cried. I gave a sigh.

"Look Amy-

"You said she'd come back." I cried.

"And she will, but it is no good crying over her death when she ain't dead." I pulled away from her. "Now stop crying, Amy. Your sister will be back. Just cause their stuck at the moment ain't means they won't come back, just means it'll take longer." I went and sat at my camp with Amy moving and sitting beside me.

"I'm scared, Danny." I sighed. We were going through what we just did all over again, except this time there is a lower chance of Andrea surviving, not that I would tell Amy that.

"I told you already, Amy. They'll come back. I already promised they would." I said looking at her. She sighed.

"I'm going to go lay down." She stood and sighed.

"Amy." She already walked off. I'm no good in these situations. I can't help her.

I felt rain start to fall and I got to my feet. "Grace, you shouldn't-

"The swelling is down, I'm fine to walk now." I grab the binoculars and saw the two had stopped walking. "Oh god, I don't think this is going to work."

"But they're so close." Andrea said. I bit my lip and watched as they tried to continue on, quickly. It was working, but I could tell the walkers were starting to tell the difference. The two then ran. I couldn't look anymore. I slid down the wall.

"Tell me when it's over." I said quietly. T-Dog squeezed my hand in comfort. I closed my eyes and relaxed.

"They got the truck!" My eyes snapped open and I stood up. I looked and sure enough they did, but they were going the wrong way. "They're leaving us?"

"No... Rick wouldn't do that." I said shaking my head. My brother wouldn't leave me on this roof.

"Where they going? Where they going?" Morales asked as he tried to follow the truck without the binoculars.

"No, no, come back." Andrea cried as she drummed her fingertips on the wall-top.

"They wouldn't leave us." I said. "They have to have some kind of plan. My brother would never do that." None of them believed me though because none really knew my brother.

"Come on, let's go, let's go." Morales yelled as we all grabbed our stuff. They were distracting the walkers for us. I threw my bag over my shoulder and quickly headed for the door.

"Hey! You can't leave me here!" Merle yelled causing me to stop. "I'm not fooling, man! Morales! Hey man, don't do this."

"Come on." Andrea cried, but I looked at T-Dog.

"Hey, that's my gun." Merle yelled as Morales and the other girls ran off. "You can't leave me. Don't leave me here, you guys."

T-Dog stopped and looked at me. "He's still human, T-Dog." I said.

"We've gotta go!" Morales yelled.

"Morales! You can't leave me like this, man!" Merle yelled. T-Dog looked back at Merle. "Hey, T-Dog! You can't leave me, man. You can't leave me here, not like this." I could see the fear in Merle's eyes. "Grace, please You can't, guys. It's not human."

"T-Dog." I said looking at him.

"Come on, don't do this." Merle begged.

"Come on, T." Morales says.

"T-Dog, if you won't I will." I said. T-Dog looked at me.

"You go ahead. I'll be right behind you." He said to me. I nod.

"Hurry." I told him before following Morales out. I ran down the steps with the others.

"Wait a minute. Here I come!" T-Dog yelled running down for us. "Don't leave me. Don't leave." I stopped and held out a hand. He smiled and took my hand. Together we hurried after the others. We ran through the department store as the horde broke through. I held his hand tighter as the two of us ran faster. Both of us were bruised and hurting, but we didn't slow down. Not at all. "Hey, wait fore me!" He yelled and I felt tears come to my eyes as the dead came pouring in. We tried hard to get to them, but I was afraid we wouldn't make it.

Walkers came for us, knocking over racks and anything else in their way for us. We ran and smashed into the door. I let out a breath of relief as I saw they were all there in a loading bay. Andrea, Jacqui, and Morales were hanging onto the chains that operated the roll-up doors. They all seemed relieved that the two of us made it. T-Dog and I still had not let go.

"They're here! Let's go!" T-Dog yelled, thinking the same thing as me, the millions of walkers behind us. "Let's go. They're in here." Someone knocked on the doors and I sighed in relief. It couldn't be a walker, it was too controlled. "Let's go!" T-dog yelled and the group rolled up the doors. Rick was on the side, leaning out the back of a cube van. Andrea threw a bag to him, which he caught, and scrambled up. Jacqui came next and then T-Dog looked at me.

"Go, Grace. I'll be right behind you." I looked at him and smiled.

"Okay." I finally let go of his hand and scurried up, my brother pulled me up and T-Dog came next. He awkwardly threw himself in, thankfully landing on his good side. Morales came last and shoved T-Dog the rest of the way in. Rick had already started the van just as walkers poured in. He peeled out as we shut the back doors.

I gave a shaky laugh and lean against the wall as we drove off. I looked over at T-Dog as did everyone else, waiting to hear what had happened. "I dropped the damn key." T-Dog said and I could hear the heaviness in his voice, telling me that he held self-recrimination. I took his hand back in mine.

"You tried, that's all that matters." I said softly. He sighed and closed his eyes.

"Where's Glenn?" Andrea asked. I looked around. Where was he?

As we drove out of Atlanta Morales spoke up. "Best not dwell on it that Merle got left behind." He said to T-Dog.

"You tried." I said softly.

"Nobody's gonna be sad he didn't come back." Morales said before frowning and hesitatingly looking over at Rick. "Except... maybe Daryl and Daryl's son Danny."

"Daryl?" I asked.

"His brother, Danny's Merle's nephew." I frowned remembering what Merle had said. "Danny, we'll have to deal with right away. He's back at camp." Morales said, worry in his voice and face.

We heard a car go by, the alarm screaming, and Glenn howling with joy, which was even louder than the alarm. I smiled.

"At least somebody's having a good day." Morales said.

We got to the camp and Rick killed the engine. The both of us were worried about the group. I knew Rick just wanted to be back to his family, but stopping here... we both didn't know what would come because of it. "Come meet everybody." Morales said as he clapped Rick and I on the back. I winced and he gave me an apologetic smiled. Everyone got out and I looked at Rick.

"Come on."

"We don't have anyone of them waiting on us, Grace." I gave a small smiled and squeezed his shoulder.

"I know, Rick, but we can't sit in here all day." He sighed, but nod. He climbed out and helped me out. He took a hold of my hand and the two of us started for the camp.

"One's a cop, like you." I heard Morales saying to someone unseen person. Maybe we knew the person. I mean what's the chances of another cop being here that we... I stopped in my tracks as I saw him. Shane Walsh. I felt as if my heart was beating out my chest. If he was here then... I looked and spotted them. Carl and Lori.

"Oh my god." Rick whispered as he let go of my hand and started over to them, clearly having seen Lori and Carl too.

"Dad! Dad! Aunt Grace!" Carl yelled as he ran full speed towards us. Rick dropped to his knees and caught Carl. Carl clung to him as if his life depended on it. I smiled as Rick kissed Carl's head. Carl let go of him and hugged me. I smiled, falling to my knees, and wrapping my arms around my nephew. "I'm so happy to see you both." I smiled and hugged him tightly. "Shane said you died trying to get to hospital." I froze as he said what he did. "Said he had no choice, but to continue. When he got to the hospital he said dad was dead, that your death was unneeded. Blames himself." I frowned.

"I'm sure he did." I said as my eyes went on Shane. He lied to Lori and Carl? Said I died. He knew damn well that I didn't die.

I stayed in the woods until nightfall. I wasn't sure if the group was back yet, but I figured I'd better head back anyways. As I stepped out of the woods I saw everyone was back, but where was my uncle. Amy's eyes landed on me. She stood up and headed over to me, getting the attention of everyone. I could see they were all whispering, but I didn't care. "You got back late." Amy said once she reached me. I frowned.

"Where's my uncle?" I asked. Who gave a damn about chit chat I needed to know where my uncle was.

"We need to talk." She grabbed my arm and lead me away from the sight of the group.

"Amy? What is it?" I asked worried.

"Merle didn't make it back." I looked at her shock.

"W-What?" I stuttered. This had to be a joke. Merle had to being messing with me. Thinking it would be funny to screw with his nephew. This... Merle couldn't be dead. "Is... Is he dead?" I asked scared to know. Amy shook her head. "What? Then where is he?" I demanded.

"Danny, look just calm down-

"Don't you dare fucken tell me to calm down, Amy." I snapped her. "Your sister is back and all well, where the fuck is my uncle!"

"He... He was left handcuff to a roof." She whispered. I felt anger consume me.

"What?" I snapped.

"He... He got out of control. Rick had to-

"Who the fuck is Rick?!" I snapped.

"He... He's Lori's husband. They thought he and his sister were dead. He showed up and handcuffed your uncle to the roof." I felt anger consume me as my fist clenched. "He had no choice, Danny, he was out-

"You try telling that to my frecken father when he gets back." I growled.

"Danny, they tried to bring him back, but T-Dog dropped the key and... it was an accident." She reached out to touched me, but I flinched away.

"Don't! Don't fucken touch and don't even think about fucken talking to me." I went to walk away, but she grabbed my arm.

"Danny, I'm sorry. It wasn't there fault. They tried-

"Don't give me that bullshit, Amy. You get to have another night with your sister, Morales gets to go home to his wife and kids. What about my dad and huh? Our uncle is handcuffed to fucken roof because of those bastards and you're telling me it wasn't there fault!" I yelled.

"Danny please-

"Just stay the fuck away from me." I growled at her before pulling roughly out of her grip and storming back into the woods. I didn't need this crap. Fricken bastards. Leaving my uncle behind. I can't till my dad comes back and fucken kills them all.