AN: So The part with getting the guns and the part with Jim digging the graves are all the same, so I'm skipping to the night at the fire. So here it is.


Danny walked out of the woods and saw the group by the fire. He searched the group, but everyone who had left for Atlanta still hadn't come back. He saw the remaining group cooking some sort of food and all sitting together like a family, but Danny wasn't in the mood for family. He just wants to go to bed and wait until his father gets back. Danny went to go to his tent when he heard Amy call out. "Danny! You going to come join us?" He turned and saw the entire group watching him, waiting to her what he decided.

"Come and join us, son. These girls worked hard today to bring us fish. Hate to see it go to waste." Dale told him as Amy looked at Danny pleadingly. Danny sighed, knowing he couldn't just go and do what he wanted, he started over. He still had his bow on him with his arrows, but for some reason he felt he would need them. Amy moved over some to allow him to sit beside her. He pulled his quiver strap over his head and rested the quiver by his feet, once he sat down, along with his bow.

"The girls did pretty good." Jim told Danny as he grabbed some fish for himself. Soon everyone had plates filled with fish and Amy sat close by Danny as they ate.

"Man, oh man, that's good. I missed this." Danny looked over at Shane as he spoke. He didn't like Shane and right now he hated him more. The way Shane looked at Danny in that moment said more than any words could. Shane was hoping Daryl didn't come back with his brother and that Danny would leave too.

"I gotta ask you, man." Morales said as he looked at Dale and pulled Danny's attention away from the ex-cop. "It's been driving me crazy."

"What?" Dale smiled at Morales as the fire cast shadows on his aging face. Danny glanced over at Morales, waiting to hear what he would ask.

"The watch." It was a simply sentence that held much meaning to it. Dale looked down at the watch as Danny looked at Morales.

"What's wrong with my watch?" Dale asked with a smile.

"I see you every day, the same time, winding that thing like a village priest saying mass."

"Yeah, why is it that Dale?" Danny asked. Everyone looked at Danny, surprised to hear the boy speaking.

"I've wondered this myself." Jacqui confessed after the moment of silence. Andrea nod too in agreement.

With a smile still on his face, Dale spread his hands open and out to the group. "I'm missing the point."

"Unless I've misread the signs, the world seems to have come to an end." Jacqui smiled at Dale. "At least hit a speed bump for a good long wild."

"But there's you every day, winding that stupid watch." Morales told him.

"Time... it's important to keep track, isn't it?" Dale asked, once again spreading his hands out to them. "The days at least. Don't you think Andrea?" Dale looked over at the blonde. "Back me up here." Andrea simply laughs and takes a sip of her beer.

"Keeping a watch is meaningless now. What do we have anymore to keep track of other than surviving?" Danny glanced at Dale, waiting for his answer.

"I could ask about those dog tags of yours, Danny. Playing with them when you think no one sees." Dale said back to the boy. Danny pulled the dog tags out from under his shirt before pulling them over his head.

"They're my mom's." Danny handed them to Dale. "Keep them with me. Only thing I got left of her now." Dale smile softened as he looked down at the cool metal that laid in his hands. Dale handed them back and Danny put them back where they belong before looking back at Dale again.

"I like... I like what, um, a father said to son when he gave him a watch that had been handed down from generations. He said 'I give you the mausoleum of all hope and desire, which will fit your individual needs no better than it did mine or my father's before me; I give it to you not that you remember time, but that you may forget it for a moment now and then, and not spent all of your breath trying to conquer it.'" Everyone fell silent as they took in what he said.

"You're so weird." Amy said, causing Danny to smile and everyone to laugh.

"It's not me, it's Faulkner- William Faulkner. Maybe my bad paraphrasing." Dale said to them all. Amy put her mug down, causing Andrea and Danny to to look up.

"Where are you going?"

I have to pee. Jeez, you try to be discreet around here." Amy said as she shook her head. Danny managed a small smile, but somewhere in his gut he felt like something bad was going to happen. He always was good with things like this. Something was going to happen.

Amy went to the RV, while Danny pulled an arrow out. No one, but Dale noticed Danny's strangeness. "What are you doing?"

"I have a bad feeling, just being prepared in case something happens." Danny told Dale as he loaded the arrow, still no one but Dale knew what Danny was doing.

"We're out of toilet paper." Amy calls just as Danny hears something. Groaning. Danny got up quickly and fire. Amy squeaked as the arrow whizzed past her head.

"What the hell, Danny!" Amy yelled, but then she heard the thump of the dead walker hitting the ground. Everyone looked at Danny in shocked. "Oh my god."

"Damn kid, you move fast." Morales said as he looked at the kid.

"How did you..." Dale eyed the boy down.

"I heard it."

"Thank you." Amy hugged Danny, surprising everyone including Danny. Danny's eyes widen when he saw the walkers behind Amy.

"We got more." Danny pulled away from Amy and loaded his bow. "Lots more." That's when the screaming came. Walkers started biting and killing people as the group tried desperately to kill them, but Danny didn't have enough arrows and the group didn't have enough bullets.

"Danny, I'm scared." Danny looked over at Amy. She had so much fear in her eyes at that moment.

"Follow me!" Shane yelled.

"There's too many!" Danny cried out as he grabbed his knife and stabbed a walker in the head that was getting to close. "Amy stay with me." Danny said as he pulled Amy close to him. Amy held tightly onto him.

"No! No!" Amy looked around as she heard her sister.

"Andrea!" Danny held Amy so she wouldn't run.

"There's too many, Amy. You have to stay here." Amy had tears running down her face as she looked at Danny.

"Come on, come on, stay close! Stay close!" Shane's voice shouted as Danny tried desperately to keep walkers off them. Danny's heart beat was racing and his breath was racing. Danny knew he was getting a panic attack and it was only a matter of time before he lost control. Black spots began to fill his vision as he couldn't hear anything over the sound of his heavy breathing.

"Danny! Danny!" Daryl could hear his son's name being called, it made him think the worst. His heart was racing at the thought of losing his baby boy too. He wouldn't do it. He couldn't. He couldn't lose his baby.

"Danny!" Daryl yelled as he fired bolt after bolt trying to clear the way to his son, or at least hopefully the way to his son. Daryl found Danny on his knees, trying to get his breathing under control as Amy watched over him with fear. Daryl slid to his knees and in front of his son. "Danny look at me! Daniel!" Daryl never calls Danny by his full name, it's enough to get Danny a bit more under control. "Hey listen to me kiddo. I'm here, I'm right here." Daryl took Danny's hand and made Danny take the dog tags in his other hand. "It's okay, just breath kiddo. Just breath." The group was killing off the walkers, but at the moment Daryl didn't care. He only cared about getting his son under control again.

"Dad?" Danny raspy voice managed to say and Daryl sighed in relief knowing Danny was going to be okay.

"Yeah, it's me. Come on, let's get you up." Daryl helped Danny up from the ground as Amy looked at the youngest Dixon with fear.

"Are you okay?" Amy asked, her voice shaking with fear.

"I'm fine." Danny managed to say just as the group took down the last walker. Amy wrapped her arms around Danny, but he was too tired to care about his father seeing. Daryl looked over at the two before going to Rick. They need to clean this up.