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"What're you guys doing here?" Michonne asked before passing out. Judith looked up at Daryl.

"What do we do?" Daryl chewed on his thumb before answering.

"I dunno. We need to get her back to camp."

"Can't we just stay here? You could go get Carl and bring everyone back." Judith cradled her mom's head in her lap, allowing the tears on her cheeks to dry. Her mom was okay, no need to cry about it anymore.

"What's your gut tellin' ya, kid?" Daryl looked into her eyes, and she knew he was right.

"Staying here is a bad idea," she sighed. She hoped her gut feeling was wrong this time, but apparently, Daryl felt the same. She dug around in her bag, locating her water bottle. "Mom, you need to drink this." Michonne opened her eyes a sliver. Allowing Judith to pour the water down her throat, she swallowed greedily. They stayed how they were, sitting on the floor, Michonne's head in Judith's lap, occasional sips of water, for an hour before Michonne finally sat up.

"What happened here, mom?" Judith looked straight into her moms eyes, seeing the walls build up. Whatever had transpired between Michonne and the group of men, her mom wasn't going to tell her.

"Doesn't matter. We need to get out of here. Now." Michonne started to rise, but fell back down in pain and exhaustion.

"That's the plan," Daryl said, standing. He reached out his hand for Michonne to grab. Taking it, she gratefully allowed him to help her to her feet. Judith rose, too, shouldering her gear.

"There are bad men here. We shouldn't have stayed this long. We have to move. Now!" Michonne was urgent, her eyes wandering the room, her ears listening for any noise outside.

"We killed them, mom," Judith answered. Michonnes eyes slammed into her.

"You what?" she asked. Calm and slow. Judith knew by the tone her mom was angry.

"Daryl and I killed them. The men who took you," Judith answered. Michonne aimed her glare at Daryl.

"You allowed Jude to help?" she accused.

"Didn't give me a choice. You know well as I do, she'da done it herself. Figured I could keep her outta trouble lettin' her tag along," Daryl answered her accusatory stare. The fire in her eyes diminished slightly, and a small smile formed.

"Yeah," she muttered, agreeing with him. She knew her Judith. And she knew he was right. "We still have to leave. Those guys are with a bigger group. In a few days, those guys will come looking."

"Bigger group?" Judith asked.

"Yeah. Let's scavenge what we can carry and get out of here. How many survivors?" Michonne didn't care about how many were left, but who was left. Judith knew that.

"Carl, Maggie, and Glenn all survived. We set them up at a new camp. It's a few days hike from here."

The three searched through a few houses, gathering what supplies were needed most. Once they were laden down, the small group headed toward the new camp. The going was slow. Michonne was injured still, malnourished, and dehydrated. Additionally, all three were packed up with as many supplies as they could carry. In all, it took them 5 days to reach the new camp. Walking into the small town, they were immediately greeted by Carl.

"How could you just run off like that?" he asked Judith. It'd been long enough that his anger had mostly cooled. He still wanted an explanation.

"If I'd told you, you would have tried to stop me. It was easier not telling you," she answered. Carl frowned.

"I'm mad at her, too," Michonne said. Carl gave her a hug.

"Glad you made it," he stated, simply.

"Ditto." All four headed further into town. Sleeping quarters had expanded into 5 houses instead of the one they started in. Carl led them into the house that him and Sandy were sleeping in.

"You guys rest. I'll come get you for dinner. Unfortunately, no showers here. We do have a tub of water in the bathroom and some rags you can use to wash up with." With that, Carl headed out to do whatever chores he had left. Judith stood and headed to the bathroom to clean up. Michonne sunk down into the couch, grateful to get some rest.

"You need to talk about what happened?" Daryl asked once Judith was gone.

"I will, yes. But not now."

"Know anything about that bigger group?"

"A little. Overheard them talking. That group you killed? They weren't the only supply group doing runs. This bigger group, could be a whole town. Could be hundreds of people. And I'm betting mostly men." Daryl grabbed the blanket off the back of the couch and covered her.

"We'll talk later. Git some sleep."

Judith was sponging the dirt and grime off her body. A few minutes later, her uncle Daryl joined her.

"Yer mom's asleep," he informed her, taking a rag and dipping it in the water.

"Good, she needed it." Judith scrubbed at a stubborn spot on her arm.

"Something bothering you, Lil Asskicker?" She smirked over at him.

"Nothing really. Just wondering what that guy said to you before he died?" Daryl nodded, considering whether to tell her or not. Deciding it would be best if he did, he answered her.

"Said it wasn't his group who did Providence. Said Hilltop was the first." Judith nodded, scrubbing unnecessarily hard.

"Guess that means we have more people to track down." Daryl stared at her for a minute before nodding. No way he'd let her do it alone.

"Don't need to be in no rush, though. Your mom has information about them."

"I'll talk to her."

"She ain't gonna tell you, Jude. You know that." Judith shrugged, throwing the dirty rag into the water basin.

"What do you suggest?" Daryl eyes her thoughtfully.

"I'll talk to your mom. Then, we'll head out. Recon only." Judith shook her head.

"No way."

"Gotta get a lay of the land, Jude." Frowning, Judith stared down at the floor.

"Fine."

"We do this, we do it right. Got it? You listen to me on everything." Looking up into her uncles eyes, she saw the determination burning in them. He wanted the revenge as much as she did. Nodding, she agreed to his terms. "Good. Now, go find your boyfriend. I'm sure he missed you." Daryl smiled over at her, then turned back to the basin. Judith left the house, checking on her mom on her way out.

Another short chapter. Sorry! It just seemed like a good place to end. I'm in school over the summer and I work full time, so I will do my best to get chapters out in a timely fashion.