The next morning, Carl was able to walk around, so I had Jamie go and help him and Lori feed the chickens while I grabbed clothes from Daryl's bag and went into the house. Patricia let me in and I knocked on the door before walking into Daryl's room.

"Good morning." I said when I saw him awake and sitting against the headboard.

"Mornin'." He grumbled.

Luckily, there was a bathroom connected to the bedroom, so I just had to help him stand up and he walked just fine into the bathroom. I placed his clothes on the counter before giving him some privacy and leaving the room so he could get undressed and into the shower. When I heard the water turn on, I sat on the bed and waited for him to be done. About ten minutes later, I heard the shower turn off and I heard a painful grunt.

"Do you need help?" I asked after knocking on the door.

I heard him chuckle, "I bet you would love to come in here and help."

I laughed, too, "I'm serious, though. Do you need help?"

"Yeah." He sighed.

I opened the door and he had only his boxers on. I smiled slightly before grabbing his jeans from his hands. After helping him step into them and buttoning them up I helped put his belt on. We left his shirt hang open and we walked out of the bathroom and we left the house and started going to his tent. I helped him lay down on his cot before going to get him some breakfast.

After I was done eating with him, I took our plates to wash them. When I was done and went to see Jamie, then I went over to Carol's car with Rick, Shane, and Jimmy to continue the search for Sophia.

"The creek flows south, past that farmhouse Daryl found." Rick said "Maybe Sophia dropped the doll there, the current brought it downstream."

"So what, you think she took this road here and she went north?" Shane asked, pointing to the map.

"Yeah. What's up that way?" Rick asked Jimmy.

"A housing development. It went in maybe ten years ago." The boy answered.

"Take a run up there after gun practice." Rick told Shane. "I'll hold down the fort here, but take backup. After what went down with Daryl I don't want anyone going out alone. We stay in pairs."

"I'll go back to the highway, maybe she's there today. Don't tell Carol, though, I really don't know how much more she can take." I said before Glenn walked up with peaches and jerky and we took one of each.

"My binoculars." Shane told Glenn.

"Yeah yeah." Glenn replied, setting down the basket and handing Shane the binoculars. "Okay, bye."

"We'd like to join you for gun training today." Beth said, walking up to us with Patricia.

"Hershel's been very clear." Rick replied, "I can involve any of you in what we do without his okay."

"He doesn't like it, but he consented." Beth said.

"Otis was the only one who knew guns." Patricia said. "Now that he's gone, we gotta learn how to protect ourselves. Her father saw the sense in that."

"No offense, but I'll ask Hershel myself." Rick replied.

After we were done talking, I left to get ready to driving out to the highway. The others will be leaving soon, so I'm taking Tyler's truck. He's out getting gun training, so I hope he doesn't find out about me taking his car.

***Daryl POV***

Everyone left a while ago for gun training and I was stuck in this stupid tent. Reading this mystery book Andrea brought me. I looked up when someone came into my tent and saw Jamie.

"You don't have to cover them up." He said when I tried to cover my chest with my blanket so he didn't see my scars, "I have marks like those, too."

"What?" I asked, sitting up a little.

"Did your mommy give them to you?" Jamie asked.

I shook my head, "Dad."

"My other mommy gave me my marks." Jamie left his shirt so I could see the barely there scars.

They were small, and unless you looked really close, you couldn't even really see them.

"What did your other mama do to you?" I asked him.

He was fiddling with the notepad he had in his hand, "She would hit me mostly. Sometimes when she drank too much she would cut me with broken bottles."

"What happened to her?"

"She left me when the scary people starting attacking. But then my new mommy came and saved me! Like a superhero!" Jamie held up his notepad and I saw the picture he drew.

It was a stick figure with a red cape and dark hair with light blue eyes. It was Violet.

"My new mommy cares. She protects me from the mean man." Jamie said.

I knew who he was talking about. Tyler.

"Did the mean man ever hit you?" I asked.

Jamie shook his head, "He almost did. Mommy made him leave me alone, but she got punished."

I nodded, my anger bubbling inside me, "Why'd your other mama hit you?"

"Because my other daddy left. She thought it was my fault." He answered.

"Jamie?" I heard from outside the tent.

"You better go, kid. Before they think you're missin', too." I said.

Jamie nodded before leaving the tent, "Bye, daddy."