OK! Chapter Three is up and four will be soon! I am going to start typing it tonight and if it is not done by then I will have it by tomorrow! :D Please guys, Reviews are awesome and they let me know if I am doing alright or not.. Thanks for reading!

Ivy was sitting on the porch swing reading one of her favorite books, and one of the only ones she had managed to salvage when the world went to crap. "Perfect Chemistry" by Simone Elkeles. Well, it was one of her favorite books, until she realized how silly it was to think about now.

Gang violence? There were no people left in this world. Still, she enjoyed to read about the character's romance that crossed through race and social class. "Yep I am a secret romantic." She said to herself aloud.

"You know I wouldn't pin you for the romance type of girl." Glenn said starling her for a moment as he sat beside her. He was smiling a bit awkwardly.

"You seem more… bad ass." At this Ivy just laughed, quickly covered her mouth and looked around her, afraid that she had awoken someone at the camp. This caused Glenn to laugh out loud at her for her foolishness.

"Hey! Don't laugh at me! It's a legit fear!" Ivy said beginning to laugh at herself as well. "Speaking of which, why are you awake so early?" She asked the man sitting next to her.

"It was my turn to watch over camp. You weren't here." He stated, though it was quite obvious.

"No, I wasn't I set up my own camp." Ivy explained to him. Not really in the mood to talk to him anymore. He was kind of squirrely and nerdy.

"Why?" He inquired, a curious expression covering his face, his brow furrowed.

"I don't really think that it is any of your business." Ivy answered curtly, as she stood up and began walking away, making it clear that she didn't want to make conversation anymore.

Ivy decided that she would go inside the farm house and see if there was anyone in there that she hadn't already met. Turns out, there were. There was an old man sitting at the kitchen table, fork in hand, eating some eggs and reading a bible.

"Hi, I guess this is your farm house?" Ivy questioned the old man. When he turned to answer though he didn't look as friendly as he had when he was reading, he simply closed his bible and finished chewing he bite as the silence spewed between them.

"Yes, it is. Now may I ask, who are you? One of Rick's people?" He finally responded. The man gave her a harsh look and she wasn't sure what she should say to him. She was one of Rick's people, but for how long?

"Sort of, I just came here last night, uh, Glenn, he found me in town, and Maggie." She told him truthfully.

"Well, just don't get too comfortable. I expect you and your people to be heading out as soon as the boy is all healed up." He warned her.

"Of course." She said, then continued to explain, "I was going to leave soon anyway. I don't plan on staying or traveling with Rick's group. Better on my own. Now, who's the boy you mentioned?" Ivy asked him, extremely curious, Glenn had mentioned that Rick had a son but the only other children that were here were girls.

"Rick's boy, Carl, he is in that room there." The old man told Ivy with his hand raised, pointing at a door across the living room.

"I was a part time nurse, I am gonna go check it out." She spoke quietly, realizing that there were sleeping people in the household with them. As she started to creep towards the door she remembered her manners and extended her hand to him.

"By the way, I'm Ivy."

The man grabbed her outstretched hand and shook it sternly. "Hershel Greene." He told her and nodded.

Ivy opened the door as quietly as she could and stepped in. She gained the attention of the woman who had been lying her head on the bed.

"Who are you?" The thin, brown haired woman asked, whispering as not to wake up the sleeping boy.

"Hi, I'm Ivy, Glenn and Maggie found me in town yesterday, they brought me back here, you must be Rick's wife." She whispered back, introducing herself.

"I am." She confirmed. "This is Carl." The woman introduced to Ivy. "Our son. And my name is Lori."

Ivy thought that Lori was a pretty woman but she was way too thin for her own good. Ivy walked over to Carl and put her hand on his forehead. He didn't have a fever so she wasn't sure why he was in here and why he was so pale.

"I'm a part time nurse."Ivy informed Lori. "But, he doesn't have a fever, so I'm wondering why he's in here." Ivy admitted to the woman who chuckled quietly.

"I wish we woulda had you a few days ago then." Lori told her. Ivy was confused, she had no Idea what the other brunette was talking about. Lori noticed, thus, she decided to explain herself further. "A hunter saw a deer and shot it with a shot gun and my baby boy was standing on the other side of the deer."

Ivy gasped slightly. "I am so sorry. He doesn't look so bad though, for a shot wound." Ivy tried to reassure Lori who looked like she was about to cry.

"Yeah, Hershel is a vet, he performed surgery."

Ivy didn't know how to respond so a moment later she excused herself from the room. By time Ivy went back outside the campsite was bustling with activity. Ivy found Clementine and asked her what was going on.

"Oh, Daryl went out lookin' for Sohia today, by himself. I don't like it, but Hershel's right, Rick has lost way too much blood, he can't be goin' out there, he'd pass out."

standing with Andrea and Shane looking over the map.

"Agreed." Clementine said.

"What are you doin' then since your 'Boo' is out there lookin' for the girl." Ivy asked, laughing at the nickname she gave Daryl. He'd smack her if he had heard.

"'Boo'? Seriously Ivy? And I am going hunting. I'll be back later." Ivy told her walking awayfrom the camp and into the woods.

It was obvious that the camp had been set in a sort of routine that she wasn't a part of and Ivy wasn't quite sure what to do with herself.

"You look lost." A man said coming up behind Ivy. She turned to see that it was Shane. She liked him all right but something seemed a bit off, his screws seemed to be a bit loose or something.

"Yeah, I'm not too sure what I should be doing right now. I mean it seems like y'all already have a system and I just sorta showed up." Ivy to him, feeling as lost as she apparently looked.

"Well are you squeamish?" He asked, giving Ivy a funny look.

"Not really… why?" She responded completely unsure of where he was going with this.

"I didn't think so, you really don't look like that kind of girl" He said with a grin on his face, laughing for a moment before continuing on with his suggestion. "Anyway, I was thinking you could help me skin the squirrels Daryl hunted yesterday, I think we have a rabbit as well."

"Yeah, for sure." Ivy said smiling and grabbing her skinning knife from her belt loop. She followed Shane to where there was a stump with two dead squirrels on it and a pile of more next to it.

Ivy laughed upon seeing this. "Seriously Daryl, you never change."

"How did you know Daryl before you came here?" Shane asked her; apparently he had not heard her tell Clementine the night before.

"We were neighbors when we were growin' up, then I moved to Florida right before my nineteenth birthday, and he moved to Georgia sometime after that. He had a brother Meryl; he got himself into a lot of trouble and Daryl, though he is nothing like his brother, is way loyal to him." Ivy told Shane, unaware of the fact that Shane knew who Meryl is.

"Speaking of which, I am surprised that Meryl aint here. Tough mother fucker if I ever saw one." Ivy said aloud more to herself than to Shane but, as he was standing next to her, he heard.

"Oh, Meryl was with us. He went into the city, Atlanta, when we were stayin' back at the quarry and he was threatenin' everybody so Rick handcuffed him there." Ivy was shocked to say the least but really when she thought about it, it was a very Meryl thing to do and well she could agree with what Rick did.

"Well what happened after that, where is he now?" Ivy asked.

"They had to leave." Shane answered shortly.

Ivy's face dead panned. She couldn't believe that they left him there! "Did you all really just leave him there?" Ivy yelled.

"Hey! I wasn't there!" Shane defended himself, then continued, "They had to go and T-Dawg apparently dropped the keys down a drain on accident and they chained the door shut so no walkers would get to him. They went back the next day and, all they found was his hand." He finished.

Ivy just laughed. "Mother fucker cut off his own hand!" She was cracking up, she had to set her knife and squirrel down just so that she wouldn't cut herself.

"Pretty much" Shane said smiling. "Do you care that he might be dead?" He asked her bluntly, catching her a bit off guard.

"Of course I would, but I know he's not dead." Ivy told him with all seriousness.

Meryl may be a dick but he's like a brother. She thought, but she kept it to herself letting them both finish skinning in silence, that is until they heard all of their comrades screaming,

"WALKER!" Ivy and Shane grabbed their weapons and ran down the slight hill alongside Rick, Glenn, and T-Dawg, Ivy yelling back at Andrea not to shoot.

They all circled around the walker leaving it entirely defenseless in the face of all of their weapons.

Ivy was in complete survivor mode until she heard Glenn go,

"Daryl?"

Oh shit. Ivy thought before she was interrupted while saying, "Daryl! What the hel-"

A 'BANG' resounded in the air as Daryl fell to the ground. Ivy ran to him, her knees protesting as she dropped down next to him, grabbing his head. He was only grazed.

Thank you Lord. Prayed Ivy quickly and silently.

Before Daryl passed out he whispered just a few words aloud that made Ivy smile to herself, then she held her hand down on the wound applying pressure until she heard the shouts of excitement coming from camp.

"Glenn! Come hold his wound!" Ivy yelled at him before taking off in the direction of the camp as Tiny passed her, sprinting.

"Hey! Tiny! He loves you!" Ivy screamed as she ran passed the other woman.

When Ivy reached the RV she patted Dale, who was watching wide-eyed at the scene of drama that was unfolding before him, as she walked passed him and climbed up the ladder to the top of the RV where Andrea was standing, finally realizing what she had done.

Ivy looked like a hawk eyeing her pray, towering over Andrea. (A/N: Theoretically of course, Ivy's a shorrttty!)

"I told you not to shoot." Ivy scolded Andrea in a eerily calm voice. Ivy then lifted her leg and kicked Andrea in the hip, hard, causing her to fall backward onto her butt.

Ivy grabbed the rifle and pointed it at Andrea, straight in between the eyes.

"You won't shoot me." Andrea stated appearing confident, but Ivy could see it, there was a fear in her eyes that said she was ready to pee her britches.

"Oh, I won't?" Ivy questioned, sounding shocked as if it was literally something she was learning for the first time. "You just shot my best friend; my brother, the one I've known since we was both in diapers. I was tougher than you even then, so tell me… Why won't I shoot you?" Ivy asked mockingly in a low rough voice, honestly wanting to hear what the blond woman beneath her gun's stare would come up with.

"I'm no walker! Look around you! There aren't many of us left. Love me or hate me, I am a survivor in a world of shit. You won't shoot me." Andrea challenged, praying she wouldn't get shot. There was no way in Hell that Ivy could or would miss.

"Dale; catch." Ivy commanded him, throwing the rifle down over the side of the RV, then continued. "Your right, I won't shoot you."

Andrea's face visibly relaxed, that is until Ivy dropped to her knees, at Andrea's level in whispered in a cooing voice,

"Nowhere to run, bitch."

As expected, Andrea tried to stand and run to the ladder. Unfortunately for her, she made it nowhere near her goal. Ivy stood in synch with Andrea and before the blond could react Ivy punched her square in the jaw.

Andrea stood tall, trying to appear tough so Ivy punched her in the gut, making her bend down in pain, Ivy took advantage of Andrea's position and kneed the woman in the face, breaking her nose, proved with a loud crunch.

Ivy was interrupted when Clementine came on top of the RV with them. So Ivy picked up Andrea by the collar and literally passed her to Tiny.

"Here," Ivy said. "Your turn."

Kind of a weird place to end it but ehhh oh well XD Thanks for reading!