A\N Hey there! Thanks for all the reviews again ^.^ They make me super happy!

So to jaded79, I'm glad you enjoyed the chapter! Thank you, yeah I think someone maybe not Sophia, but I think someone helped him realize that the group was losing their shit :D

To Serethiel96, Thanks! Right now I'm on Spring Break, so I'm writing as much as I can! I love writing this story, so thank you! Thank you, I'm going to miss Dale so much as well :'(

Also to Morgan-eats-cannibals, Haha, I didn't cry, but I really miss Dale! Sorry, this chapter isn't Carl...yet :)

And to Salvatore, Hello new comer! :D Thank you, Dale was definitely one of my favorites too...and now he's gone :'( Well you got your wish, I hope you like this chapter! :)

Disclaimer: I don't own The Walking Dead or any of its fabulous characters! :)

Question: Who is your favorite Walking Dead character? Mine are Carol and Daryl obviously followed closely by Lori and Dale :)

Here we go! :D

Glenn

Glenn was no superhero. He always wanted to be. Even when he was a pizza deliverer he always pretended that those people depended on him, that they needed that pizza or they would suffer greatly and die a horrible death. Well now they were all gone, every person he ever knew...

And he didn't save a single one.

Glenn was silently sitting within the cool air as the others were burning the bodies, the corpses of their dead companions. Glenn couldn't bear to watch as their once lively, happy friends were turning into thick, moggy piles of ash. He turned his head to the right direction and caught himself staring at a grueling sight. Carol was stabbing, slaughtering, Ed's head before reanimation occurred, and as Glenn watched, his stomach became queasy and he had a pretty good feeling Ed wasn't going to change any time soon. He quickly whipped his head in any other direction than that, and saw Sophia making her way to her mother. He felt fear seer through his scrawny body, and ran to Sophia and enveloped her into a hug which he eventually directed over to a near-by tree, out of sight off Ed's death.

"Glenn!" Sophia whined, pulling away from his grasp. Her face was angry and her tone had turned exceptionally sour. Glenn backed off and caught his breath.

"Sorry, it's just your mom is—and your dad—and yeah I just didn't want you to...see..." He gasped. He wasn't one for sports, or for any physical activity at all. Sophia shrugged, looking of for a moment.

"It's fine, I know Daddy's gone, I was just seein' if Jim was okay," She answered, looking up at him. She cocked her head for a moment, then smiled. "That's a cool shirt," Glenn didn't comprehend what she has giggled for a moment, until it registered in his mind and he quickly observed his shirt. The Superman logo was clearly paraded on the front with a blue background emphasizing it nicely.

"Oh," He mumbled dumbly. He blinked. "Thanks," Sophia gazed over to where Daryl gently took the ax away from Carol as she stared mournfully at her husband. Sophia looked utterly confused to Glenn as her eyes averted back to him.

"I've seen dead bodies before," She pointed out, brushing it off as unimportant. Glenn gawked, seemingly surprised at this rather forward and bold statement.

"I guess I just wanted to preserve some of your childhood, or at least what you have left of it," He muttered, his 'small act of kindness' feeling rather miniscule and demolished. She stared at his shirt once again, not breaking her eyes away until her face brightened.

"I remember watching Superman, he was really cool," She cheered, smiling a bit. Glenn studied his shirt closely remembering everything he put that poor, devastated shirt through. He felt out shown by the shirt, once again feeling unimportant and a huge loser wearing the shirt that had more importance and value than him. "Hey Glenn?" Sophia asked quietly.

"Yeah?"

"What did you do before the zombies came?" She questioned lightly, her eyes shining with curiosity.

"I was a pizza deliverer and superhero extraordinaire," He joked. Sophia's eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"What's that?" She looked up at him expectantly.

"It means in high school I didn't get laid," He stated, in a monotone voice, replacing his usually chipper voice. Sophia looked at him for a second then her eyes were directed to the ground below them.

"Glenn, are you sad, now?" He took this into consideration, reflecting on what happened in the past month. He wasn't exactly content with his life before, and this wasn't a cherry on top of everything, but he wouldn't say sad, more distressed than anything.

"My parents were looking for a straight A student, an athletic young man, and they were expecting me to graduate with some sort of scholarship, but instead they had me. I had straight C's, I was in no sports or after school activities, and I didn't graduate with any scholarships, so they were disappointed. That's not why I was so sad when life wasn't overrun with zombies. I was sad because I knew I could never do any better than where I was at that moment. I wasn't going to be spectacular or great and I was never going to do something amazing like they had hoped. That's why I was sad. I'm just below average...and that's all I'll ever be," He realized what he had spilled to the little girl, but he felt strangely better as she deciphered his words. She had a look of indifference on her face before she finally opened her mouth.

"So you think you need to acquire special skills just to be noticed and loved and accepted?" She asked, twisting his words. "Glenn, maybe you already are a hero. You just don't need a cape to prove it," Her words were mature and aged although her voice was squeaky with a childish complexion.

"I feel like I'm not strong or clever enough to save someone from anything," He admitted, feeling worthless. His eyes shimmered with tears, but they didn't fall.

They never did.

"So what? Some heroes aren't super strong or fast," Sophia argued, "Mommy is my hero. She isn't super fast, or can read minds. She's normal, but she still saves me everyday. When I'm sad, she comforts me, and when I'm sick, she makes me go to bed and feeds me soup that makes me feel really warm inside. She makes me feel smart and important everyday. That's what a hero should be. Not super strong and fast," Sophia ran out of breath as her chest heaved with her argument fresh in it. Glenn took what she said and compared it to his life.

Had he ever saved anyone like that?

"My sister," He whispered to her, "She wasn't talking because some kids teased her. She wouldn't smile, laugh, or talk because they said they didn't care if she didn't speak again. My parents loved her so much, and tried to make her happy, but she wouldn't budge. Finally they let me see her and I told her that a special force told me that she was going to laugh. At first she was confused...but then she just smiled and then she laughed," Tears dotted his eyes as a small smile creeped up on his face, "I thought it was so insignificant, but she told me that she felt so much better after that,"

"You matter," Sophia stated, with a nod of her head. Glenn nodded in a agreement.

"Yeah, I do," Pretty soon he felt something on his cheek. Something wet. He looked up at the sky expecting dark clouds popping up at him until he realized the scintillant sky wasn't the cause of the precipitation on his cheeks. He was. That was the first time in Glenn's life he had ever cried. His eyes always watered, but they never felt the need to splurge tears, but at that moment, the tears felt good. So he pulled Sophia close to him and hugged her tightly, not wanting to forget the tears and the fact that at that moment, Sophia was his hero.

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Glenn walked to Sophia's grave after he made it back with Rick and Hershel from the bar expedition. He felt totally and utterly worthless at that moment, chickening out there. He had someone to protect and how was he supposed to protect her if he couldn't save himself?

"Sophia, I'm sorry," Glenn started, feeling tears water up in his eyes, "Daryl was more of a hero to you than I was...and now he's takin' real good care of Carol. And what have I done? I was so intent on winning Maggie that I basically forgot about you? How—how long were you out there? Scared, hungry?" Tears streamed down his pale face. "I feel so awful and you, you were amazing and now you're gone and this group—we're fallin' 'part. Sophia, right now I think we need God, not a hero and I'm not that hero," He tearfully walked away and into the loving arms of Maggie.

Right now, she's his only hero.

A\N Yay! I hope you liked it! Please review and tell me what you thought and who you want next.

Also please tell me who your favorite character is ^.^

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