"Everyone's getting a new search grid today. If she made it as far as the farmhouse Daryl found, she might have gone further east that we've been so far." Rick said when we gathered around the car with the map in front of us.

"I'd like to help." Jimmy said from behind Rick, "I know the area pretty well and stuff."

"Hershel's okay with this?" Rick asked.

"Yeah yeah. He said I should ask you." Jimmy answered.

"All right then. Thanks."

"Nothing about what Daryl found screams Sophia to me." Shane said. "Anyone could have been holed up in that farmhouse."

"Anybody includes Sophia, right?" I replied.

"Whoever slept in that cupboard was no bigger than yay-high." Daryl said, raising his hand around his waist, around the same height Sophia was at.

"It's a good lead." Andrea commented.

"Maybe we'll pick up her trail again." Rick replied.

"No maybe about it." Daryl pointed to a ridge on the map, "I'm gonna borrow a horse, head up to this ridge right here, take a bird's-eye view of the whole grid. If she's up there, I'll spot her."

Good idea." T-Dog commented. "Maybe you'll see your chupacabra up there, too."

"Chupacabra?" Rick questioned.

"You never heard this?" Dale said as he handed us our guns, "Our first night in camp, Daryl tells us that the whole thing reminded him of a time when he went squirrels hunting and he saw a chupacabra."

Jimmy let out a laugh and Daryl glared at him, "What are you braying at, jackass?"

"You believe in a blood-sucking dog?" Jimmy asked.

"Do you believe dead people walking around?" Daryl barked back.

Jimmy didn't reply and went to grab the shot gun from the hood of the car,

"Hey, hey. Ever fire one before?" Rick asked.

"Well, if I'm going out, I want one." Jimmy replied.

"Yeah, and people in hell want slurpees." Daryl responded, putting his crossbow on his back.

"Why don't you come train tomorrow?" Shane asked the kid. "If you're serious, I'm a certified instructor."

"For now, he can come with me" T-Dog said.

"He's yours to babysit then."

Rick told Andrea and I where our grid was and gave us a hammer, nails, and some blue cloth to pin on trees and we were off. I told Jamie to stay near Dale and we left for the woods. Andrea and I didn't talk very much, just looked around for tracks or signs to see if Sophia was ever near here. She wasn't. I may not be as great as a tracker as Daryl, but I know a track when I see one.

"Nothin'?" Rick asked as we walked back to camp hours later

"No. No sign of her." I answered as I picked Jamie up.

After giving my gun back to Dale, I brought Jamie back to our tent and I taught him some basic math. Just counting and things. Another hour later, I noticed Daryl wasn't back. And I was starting to get worried. Lori and Carol came over, asking me to help make dinner. I agreed and Jamie wanted to help too, so the four of us went into the house and the kitchen and we started to make dinner.

"Walker!" I heard Andrea yell from outside the house.

"I'll be back." I told Lori before looking at Jamie, "You stay here."

I ran outside and over to the RV.

"Just the one?" Rick asked.

"I bet I can nail it from here." Andrea replied, lowering the binoculars and I grabbed my knife from my waistband.

"No, Andrea, put the gun down." Rick ordered.

"You'd best let us handle this." Shane said.

"Shane, hold up. Hershel wants to deal with walkers." Rick replied.

"What for, man? We got this covered." Shane asked.

T-Dog, Shane, Glenn, Rick, and I ran out into the field towards the lone walker. Once we got to it my eyes widened and I got really scared. It was Daryl. He was covered in dirt, sweat, and blood. Even had walker ears around his neck.

"Is that Daryl?" Glenn asked as Rick aimed his gun at him.

"That's the third time you've pointed that thing at my head." Daryl said and I let out a sigh in relief, "You gonna pull the trigger or what?"

Rick lowered the gun and everyone calmed down.

"What happened?" I asked, walking towards him when I heard a gun shot and Daryl fell to the ground.

"No!" Rick and I yelled.

I ran over and kneeled beside him and Daryl put a hand to his head. The bullet just grazed him. Thank god. Rick and I got him up and wrapped his arms around our shoulders.

"I was kidding." Daryl said before passing out, leaning his head against my neck.

I looked up and saw Andrea and Dale running towards us

"Oh my god. Is he dead?" Andrea asked.

"Unconscious. You just grazed him." Rick answered.

"But look at him." Glenn said, "What the hell happened? He's wearing ears!"

Rick snapped the necklace off of Daryl and tucked it in his shirt, "Let's keep that to ourselves."

"Guys, isn't this Sophia's?" T-Dog asked and we turned around and saw him holding up Sophia's doll.

Daryl woke up again when we got inside the house, and we brought him into an empty room and cleaned him up a little. I sat by the window sill as Rick brought in a map and laid it on the bed and Hershel started working on Daryl's side.

"Found it washed up on the creek bed right there." Daryl said, pointing to a spot on the map. "She must have dropped it crossing there somewhere."

"Cuts the grid almost in half." Rick said.

"Yeah, you're welcome."

"How's he looking?" I asked.

"I had no idea we'd be going through antibiotics so quickly. Any idea what happened to my horse?" Hershel asked.

"Yeah, the one that almost killed me? If it's smart, it left the country." Daryl answered.

"We call that one Nelly, as in Nervous Nelly. I could of told you she'd throw you off if you'd bothered to ask." Hershel replied. "It's a wonder you people have survived this long."

After Shane and Rick left, I stayed until Hershel finished stitching Daryl's head. After that, I told him I'd be back in the morning to help him shower and I found Andrea sitting on the steps outside.

"How's he doing?" Andrea asked me and I sat next to her.

"He'll be fine. What about you?" I replied.

"I shot Daryl." She answered.

"Don't be too hard on yourself. We've all wanted to shoot Daryl." I responded. "And besides, you were just trying to protect the camp."

After that, I went back inside the house and helped finish dinner. Jamie sat next to me at the table and was excited since got to sit the the 'big people table' as he put it. Glenn was sitting at the other table with Maggie, Beth, and Jimmy. Everyone ate quietly, the only sound was spoons and forks hitting plates.

"Does anybody know how to play guitar?" Glenn asked, breaking the awkward silence, "Dale found a cool one. Somebody's got to know how to play."

"Otis did." Patricia answered.

"Yes, and he was very good, too." Hershel replied before we continued eating again.

After we were done, I put Jamie to bed before going back into the kitchen to help clean the dishes. When Maggie randomly burst out of the house, Beth and I looked at each other in confusion before finishing up.