Breaking Free Chapter 2, a walking dead fanfic

Breaking Free 2

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Still looking at continuing this through the rest of the season, keeping Beth in the storyline. Obviously very AU. Have the next few planned out including most of the arrival at Alexandria written. Have not given up on Redneck Takes a Wife, just going back and forth between them and this chapter was done first. I couldn't find first names for the cops at Grady, so I am using the actors' first names.

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"Daryl you need to pay attention," Rosita reprimanded.

Daryl just scowled at her. He was doing bench presses to strengthen his chest muscles and had missed the rack. Rosita had caught it before it dropped onto him, thankfully. It had only been two weeks since the shooting, but he was determined to push himself to full strength. Right now though, his thoughts were elsewhere. Where they had been since the prison fell… with Beth.

Licari and Rick had requested she sit with him and tell him everything that had happened since she arrived at the hospital. Beth agreed. Daryl had started to follow but Rick stopped him.

"She needs to be comfortable enough to talk this out," Rick said. "I'll be there."

So he was here, gripping the weight bar, cursing the pain and weakness, desperately craving a cigarette, trying to focus on lifting, but with his thoughts in the other room.

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It was obvious Beth was very uncomfortable with Licari, so he sat in a chair against the wall in the small lounge, where she could see him, but not in her direct line of sight. She rubbed her hand nervously on her pants leg, Rick took it gently between his as he sat with her on the couch.

"Just talk to us Bethy," Rick urged. "Licari… Chris, just needs to know what went on here. There's no wrong answers, sweetie. Just talk to me."

"Gorman said he was the one who found me, took me from Daryl," Beth said looking to Licari.

Chris Licari nodded, "He was. He said you were alone, but it wasn't the first time he lied about that." He took a deep breath, "You are young, beautiful. He wanted you so he took you."

Beth seemed to steady herself at his tone, "He came at me in Dawn's office. Said I had to be nice to him or he'd tell Dawn I was in there. Joan had killed herself on the floor behind the desk."

"Joan?" Rick asked.

"Another ward," Licari answered. "She was Gorman's target before Beth."

"She'd tried earlier and they saved her by amputating her arm," Beth shuddered. Rick stroked her arm gently. "She was just starting to come back when Gorman… touched me. I hit him over the head with a jar of lollipops and knocked him down to her. She ripped his throat out. He'd taunted me with a lollipop earlier. And I knew he was hurting Joan. Seemed like justice." She glanced at Licari.

He nodded, "Sounds like it to me. Joan wasn't his first. You made sure she was his last. Tell me about O'Donnell." He stayed silent as she revealed the incident where O'Donnell died.

Without prompting, she immediately told them about the doctor that had been brought in, and Edwards' directions that caused the man's death. Skipping forward again, she talked about her escape with Noah, then Carol being brought in and her actions to get the medication to her. She stopped talking, voice beginning to grow slightly hoarse from fatigue. She looked directly at Rick, "Ask me. Ask me the questions."

"Beth," Rick soothed. When she just looked at him, he nodded, "How many walkers have you killed?"

"Lots."

"How many people have you killed?"

"Three."

"Why?"

Tears filled her eyes, "Two attacked me, one I didn't mean to."

Rick gathered her to his chest and rested his chin on her hair, "One was self-defense, two were because you were being used by someone else. Yes, Bethy, you can come in. Shh. Take it easy."

Licari walked out of the lounge, returning with Edwards who carried a vial and syringe. Edwards advanced, then suddenly Licari grabbed his arm and took the vial to read the label. "What? You said to bring a sedative."

Licari glowered at him, "I know, but I also know what you did. So from now on, you don't give anyone anything unless I OK it."

Edwards swallowed, "I'm not sure… what she told you… but…"

"The truth," Rick retorted.

Licari nodded, "And the problem is, a doctor I don't trust, is less than worthless to me. He's a liability. A burden I really don't need. So I suggest you be very careful in your treatment choices."

Edwards looked at the vial extended towards him, "If she's just upset and hurting, a pill would be better." He glanced at Beth's tear streaked face resting against Rick's throat. "I'll be right back with them."

"I don't need anything," Beth whispered as she turned away from him.

Rick rubbed her back gently. As he pressed near her shoulder, she flinched. Rick looked to Licari and nodded. Edwards came back with two bottles of pills and a bottle of water. He handed them to Licari who brought them to Rick to examine. Rick nodded and Licari shook out a pill from each.

"Bethy, I want you to take these for me," Rick said. When she hesitated, he insisted, "Take them." She swallowed them obediently with a long swallow of the water. Then he pulled her back against his chest, "You rest now. You did real good." He kissed the top of her head. "I'm so proud of you, Beth. You are so strong. You survived this and you're still you. What you've done, what we've all done, matters. But what matters more is that we survived to this point, and where we go from here." Beth sighed and her eyes grew heavy. Rick shifted her into his arms and stood up. It was only then that he realized Licari was still in the room. He helped Rick settle her in his arms. "Go ahead of us and tell Daryl she's OK, just worn out. I carry her by and he'll lose it."

Licari nodded and walked out. Sure enough, Daryl met Rick coming up the hall. "Want me to take her?"

Rick shook his head, "I got her." He gave a half grin, "I think."

Daryl returned the smile, "She's heavier than she looks."

Rick cringed, "Don't let her hear you say that."

Daryl shrugged, "Told her straight out. Ain't got no reason to not say shit to her."

Rick gently laid Beth down onto her bed as Daryl held the blankets back. Beth roused slightly, saw them both hovered over her and smiled before drifting back to sleep.

"What did she say happened?" Daryl whispered as he tucked her in.

Rick took a deep breath, "Edwards used her to kill someone. Lerner used her to kill another." He studied Daryl's face as he continued, "One of the cops tried to rape her. She killed him." His words hit Daryl like a physical blow. He flinched and backed away. "Hey. Hey! Listen. She was able to survive, my guess because of the time spent with you. We certainly didn't train her to do much. I didn't expect much from her except to care for Judy. But you did. That's why she's here." Rick gripped his arm. "We will get through this. We will do better for each other and we won't get separated again." He sighed, "She'll probably sleep a while, Doc gave her a Valium and oxy… something. I'll make sure someone brings you dinner."

Daryl waited for Rick to leave, then dragged the chair over to Beth's bedside. The loud screech of the chair legs on the floor woke her. "Sorry," he whispered.

"S'OK," she replied, blinking slowly.

"Go to sleep," he urged, "I'll be right here."

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"Hey," Carol greeted from the stove where she was stirring a large pot, "How is she?"

Rick sighed, "OK. Asleep. Daryl's with her."

Carol smirked, "You say that like it's news." She slid the pot off the hot burner. "What did she say?"

"She killed two of the cops. Licari sees both as justified. Sounds like the worst of the bunch. Licari says the others will follow him, especially with those two gone."

"And if he didn't? See them as justified?"

Rick shrugged, "His opinion doesn't matter much to me. I would prefer not to have to kill him, but the reality is, we are who matter to me."

Carol nodded. The silence stretched for a long moment. "She saved my life, didn't she?"

Rick nodded, "Sounds like it. Sounds like they wanted to write you off. Dawn used you to exert more control over Bethy. Made her further in debt by letting her treat you and keeping it secret, promising not to tell about the deaths. Doesn't sound like Bethy realized the others knew she'd killed them."

Carol smiled, "You've been doing that, you know. Calling her Bethy. Hershel used to do that."

"I know. I should probably stop."

"I think if she minded, she'd tell you." Judith began to fuss in the makeshift crib in the corner. Carol walked over and lifted her carefully. "Goodness you are getting heavy."

Rick followed and took his daughter, "You OK?"

Carol sighed, "Ribs hurt, shoulder hurts. But yeah. I'm OK." She stroked Judith's hair. "She had a good nap."

Judith sucked on her fingers for a second, looking around, "Beh?"

"Did she just say…?" Rick gasped. Carol nodded. Rick kissed Judith's cheek. "Beth's sleeping. We'll peek in on her later. For now let's go get you changed and see what Carl's doing."

"Cuh."

"Yes. Carl."

"Dadadadadadada."

Rick smiled.

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It had been three weeks since the shooting. Daryl was still pushing himself too hard, but ignored everyone's requests that he slow down. Beth had started exercises to work the muscles in her shoulder.

"My pinky and ring finger are still numb," Beth said. Edwards was examining the wound on her shoulder as Maggie, Rick, and Daryl looked on. "I can move them, but really can't feel anything."

Edwards nodded, "There was likely nerve damage. I really can't tell you if it will get better." He glanced nervously at the two men, Daryl especially who was glowering at him. Edwards tapped her hand in a few places to map the extent of the numbness, then looked to Rick, "Her hand from here over," he traced a line from between her fingers diagonally across her hand, "is affected. Beth you'll need to keep track of where this is to see if it spreads or gets better."

"And if it spreads?" Maggie asked.

Edwards again glanced worriedly at Daryl, "Really there's not much we can do. Going into her shoulder again would risk further damage to the nerves." He checked her wrist, now encased in a removable brace. He finished the exam and was obviously relieved as he walked out of the room.

Rick stroked Beth's hair, "It'll be OK, Bethy."

Beth nodded, "I'll just have to adjust. It's my left hand anyway. And it's not like I'm playin' piano all the time."

Daryl grunted, "If we find another one, you gotta play for Asskicker." Beth smiled.

"Speaking of," Rick said, "I better go rescue Tara. She's probably regretting volunteering to watch her by now."

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But all too soon, the peaceful truce grew shaky.

Rick and Licari were coexisting well enough by staying out of each other's way. Licari was establishing himself in charge of the cops, making a few changes along the way (getting rid of the uniforms was first on his list). He was having a few issues, one cop who thought he should be in charge, another who seemed to be grieving hard for Dawn and blaming them, Beth especially, for the loss. Licari was keeping her away from them but even brief contact was awkward. Rick knew it was getting to be time to go. Daryl, Beth, and Carol were all doing better, getting stronger.

But Rick was having his own issues within his group. He expected to have some alpha male problems with Abraham, but after he lost it with Eugene, Abe was doubting his own judgment and was deferring all decisions to Rick. The problems coming from the others were surprising. Sasha was deep in grief and as a result was taking unnecessary risks while on runs. Rick stopped sending her out, and she went out on her own. Any attempt to talk to her was met with an angry glare and silence.

The worst issue, emotion wise, was coming up between Maggie, Beth, and Carol. Maggie was becoming obsessively protective of Beth. She would panic if Beth was out of her sight for more than a few minutes. It was driving Beth crazy which then stirred Carol's maternal instincts. Maggie would demand Beth be close, Beth would refuse, Carol would get between them to defend Beth and try to calm Maggie, Maggie in turn would lash out at Carol, triggering a defensive reaction in Beth. They would argue, then calm, only for the cycle to be repeated later. One afternoon it exploded, cascading them all into the chaos.

Everyone was scattered around the room Beth was sitting on a pad of blankets on the floor with Judith. There were a variety of items scattered around that she'd been playing with, but now she was curled on Beth's lap as Carl read to her from a battered book about animals. There wasn't really a story so Carl was making it up as he went along about a lion who was friends with a tiger.

"Then they walked down the street and met a bear," Carl said. "Look Judith, that's a bear. Grrrrr." Judith giggled and growled back at him.

"Lions and tigers and bears, oh my," Rosita recited.

"It's kinda sad," Carl sighed, "Judith will only ever see animals like these in books."

"Well, hopefully," Michonne laughed.

"We saw a herd of giraffes in Alabama," Eugene advised. "My assumption is that when things got really bad, the keepers let some of them out of the enclosures."

Tara's eyes went wide, "Wow, that's somewhat terrifying to think of. Lions and elephants set loose with no predators."

"Except the walkers," Rick said. "Saw them take down a horse early on."

Glenn shuddered, "That was a sight I'll never forget."

Judith patted the book to draw Carl's attention back to her. Carl smiled, "The bear said hello, where are you going?" he dropped his voice to a deep growl. Judith laughed and leaned back to look up to Beth who smiled at her then covered a yawn.

Maggie stood up instantly, "Carl can you take Judith? Beth needs to go rest for a while."

"No I don't, I'm fine," Beth retorted.

"You yawned. You're tired."

Beth rolled her eyes, "No I'm not, Maggie. Stop tellin' me how I'm feelin'." Judith whined slightly at her tone and Beth nuzzled her, "It's OK JuJu. Maggie's just bein' silly. Where are the animals goin'?"

"Beth, you need to rest!" Maggie insisted.

"Maggie leave it alone, she's not a child," Carol said, "If she's not tired, she's not tired."

"Stay out of it Carol!" Maggie snapped. "It's none of your business."

Carol scowled at her, "It's all of our business, Maggie, we're in this together. You're smothering her."

"We're in this together, but she is my sister. She's my burden to bear."

"I cannot BELIEVE you just said that," Carl leapt to his feet. Rick caught his arm.

"She didn't mean it like that," Glenn defended.

"Really?" Daryl snarled, "Cause she just called her sister a damn burden."

The raised voices caught the attention of Licari who arrived along with other cops. They gathered in the hallway outside of the room.

Daryl's eyes filled with fury and he advanced on Maggie. Abe stepped into his path, "Ease back there, Ace."

Daryl panted a few times, reigning in his rage, "She ain't a BURDEN! She's strong, she survived the prison fallin'. She survived this hell."

"She survived the prison because of you!"

Carol shook her head, "She survived because of HER. So did he!"

The cops in the doorway shifted as the tension rose in the room. A few mutters passed between them, then most of them dispersed. Licari and Sheppard inexplicably shook hands, then focused on the arguing again.

"You don't get it," Maggie shouted, "It's been like this since she was born. My mother died, next thing I knew Daddy comes home with a new wife, new brother, then bam, new baby sister. I loved her from the moment she was born, but she's always been fragile."

"What I still don't get is why it took so long for us to find out she even EXISTED," Rosita snapped. "All of Glenn's talk about finding you, Maggie. All those messages you left in walker blood. Never heard her name until Daryl said it in that train car. Oh yeah, Beth my sister. Then nothing again."

"Then you just got in that van and left," Carl yelled at Maggie.

"Of course I did, I didn't expect us to find her. I never expected to find her. Why would I? She's not strong. Not enough to survive alone. When Daryl told us she was kidnapped… I couldn't bear to think of her. Of what she was going through. I thought sure it was the end of her. She is NOT STRONG."

Daryl lunged again as Abraham held him back, "She's stronger than any of us," he shouted. "She survived the prison fallin', watchin' her dad die, survived me bein' a complete ass who could barely focus on puttin' one foot in front of the other. She survived gettin' stolen and tortured. She survived that ALONE HERE! She almost got herself outta here with Noah. You sayin' she's weak just proves you don't know a damn thing about her."

Maggie flinched back from his words and caught sight of Carol shaking her head, "What?"

Carol sighed, "You're doing all this, the hovering, the protecting, all to overcompensate for the fact that you wrote her off as soon as the prison fell. You didn't look for her, so now that she's here you're trying too hard. And she knows it, and she knows the reasons why. You're hurting her by doing this and you need to stop."

Maggie wiped at her face angrily, "ME? What about you? You killed Karen and David in some misguided attempt to stop a sickness that was already spreading! And those girls… what exactly happened to Lizzy and Mika?"

"You did what?" Sasha launched up from her seat, speaking for the first time. "You killed Karen? You nearly destroyed Tyreese with that! How could you do that?"

The yelling continued, but Daryl was calming. He pulled back from Abraham and shrugged off his grip. Then he looked around. Panic kicked in immediately. "Where's Beth?" Everyone fell silent and turned.

Sheppard let out a loud, "HA! Told you!" she shoved Licari. "You owe me one can of mandarin oranges! I knew you'd be the one to realize she left. She's on the roof."

Maggie gasped and covered her face with her hands, "The roof? What if she jum…"

Daryl whirled, "Shut your damn mouth! She didn't survive all this shit just to kill herself, you stupid bitch." He stalked out of the room. Maggie made a move to follow him.

"Hold up, Maggie," Rick commanded. "We need to finish this discussion here and now."

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Daryl took the steps two at a time and slammed outside into the warm sunshine. Beth's voice reached him immediately, singing so sweetly. He took a deep, steadying breath and advanced. She was walking around the garden area with Judith in her arms, both the wrist brace and sling discarded. Judith was sucking on her fingers, tears drying on her cheeks, and sniffling.

"Hey," Daryl greeted.

"Hi," Beth replied, then continued humming to the baby.

"You OK?"

"Not really," she admitted.

Daryl crossed to her and gently wrapped his arms around her, one around her back, the other supporting Judith's weight. Beth leaned against him, her cheek to his chest. "She ain't right. She don't know you. You're strong. Stronger than any of us."

Beth was silent for a moment, then she said, "I want to help Noah go home."

Daryl rubbed his chin on her hair, "Where's home?"

"Virginia," she replied. "He and his dad were in a safe place, but they came to Atlanta to look for his dad's brother. These cops left his dad to die when they brought him here but he's still got family up there. Noah says the place was good. Had strong walls. I want to help him go home."

"OK," Daryl nodded, "We'll take him home, you and me."

Beth sniffed as Judith dozed off between them, "I don't want to go. I don't want to leave our family now that we're back together. But at the same time I don't want to be around them right now."

"So we go, take him home, get some space, then come back," Daryl shrugged.

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When they came back downstairs, things were still tense, but quiet. Beth handed Judith over to Carl, then went to find Noah. Daryl went to Carol, then to Rick. Rick in turn talked to Carl and Michonne, before meeting with Licari. A few hours later, everyone gathered again.

Rick's eyes swept his group. His family no matter what. "We are at a crossroads here with a choice to make. One you have to make for yourselves. Option one, stay. Chris has agreed to let anyone who wants to stay and is agreeable to his conditions, to stay here at Grady."

Licari stepped forward, "Conditions are simple. We work together to keep this place going. Runs for fuel and supplies, maintenance and things like that. If you stay, you pitch in and help."

Rick nodded, "Option two, leave. Go anywhere, nowhere, just go. Chris has offered the use of a few vehicles to get us away from the city and some supplies to get started." He took a deep breath, "Option three, Richmond Virginia. Noah's home town which was a safe place about a year ago before he and his father left on a rescue attempt to Atlanta. Beth wants to help him get home and we're going to."

"We?" Glenn asked.

"Me, Daryl, Beth, Carl, Michonne, Judith obviously," Rick met Carol's gaze and she nodded, "And Carol. We're leaving in three days. I don't need an answer now. Just sometime before I drive out of here."

"You think splitting up is a good idea?" Maggie asked.

Rick looked at her coldly, "I think you have to do what's best for you and I have to do what's best for my family. Beth wants to help Noah, so we help Noah." He walked away.

The group split up in different directions. Sasha went off on her own, making her way up to the roof where they'd buried Tyreese under the flowers. She sat staring at the rough cross marking his gravesite for a long time.

Abraham walked into his room followed by Rosita, Eugene, and Tara. Rosita spoke first, "So Richmond?"

Abraham nodded, "Richmond."

"I still think we should try for DC," Eugene said. "I lied to you all, but my reasons were honest. DC is likely to have some infrastructure left. Government or scientists of some caliber. Plus there are bunkers up there. Didn't lie about that. Places designed specifically to survive all manner of end of the world situations. Food, water, supplies, and shelter."

Abraham nodded, "Well Richmond is between here and DC. So we go to Richmond."

"Agreed," Tara nodded. She gave a half smile, "Road trip."

"Shotgun," Eugene replied.

"No fair," Tara said, "We don't even know what kind of vehicle we're taking."

Rosita jerked her chin and Tara and Eugene left, still bickering slightly. "Richmond is a good idea. Might be a bit colder up there but we can handle it."

"When I hurt Eugene… were you afraid of me? Did you think I'd hurt you?" Abraham asked.

"No," Rosita replied. "That's not you."

Abraham sighed, "I want to tell you about my wife. My kids. Something happened that made them afraid of me and they ran. Then they… died."

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Maggie knocked softly, "Beth, can I come in?"

"Yeah."

Maggie walked into the room that Beth and Daryl still shared. Beth was sitting on her bed writing in a journal propped on her knees. Her arm was back in the sling but she hadn't replaced the wrist brace. Maggie shoved down the instinct to fuss at her, "I wanted to say I'm sorry. I'm so sorry Beth. I shouldn't've said that to you. I wouldn't hurt you for anything."

"I know," Beth nodded. "And I know you're wrong. I am strong. I survived. I survived the prison falling, the weeks after, getting kidnapped, nearly getting raped, trying to escape and failing, getting the shit beat outta me and getting shot. I survived. And I'm gonna keep surviving because I am strong."

Maggie nodded, "I am sorry. Glenn and I want to come to Richmond with you, will that be OK?"

Beth nodded, "So long as you ease off me. I don't need you to be my mother, I need my sister back. I know how I'm feelin' and what I need. So please let me take care of myself. I'm not a kid anymore."

"OK. I'll try. Really I will," Maggie gave her a small smile and turned to leave, finding Daryl standing in the bathroom doorway.

"Sorry I got in your face," Daryl said.

Maggie nodded, "Thanks for gettin' in my face to protect her." She walked out.

"You really OK with them comin'," Daryl asked. Beth nodded.

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Three days later the vehicles were prepped and ready to go. They had two minivans and a sedan provided by Licari.

Rick circled the minivan that would hold himself, Michonne, Beth, Judith, Daryl, Carol, and Carl. Abraham was planning to drive the other with Eugene, Rosita, Tara and Sasha along with a large portion of their supplies. Glenn, Maggie, Gabriel, and Noah would be in the sedan with the rest of the supplies in the trunk.

Rick smirked, "Never driven one of these, Lori and I swore we'd never get one."

Michonne chuckled, "Same here. I did go from a two seater sports car to a four door when my son was born but that was as far as I was willing to go."

Daryl stepped out of the back, "Thing's roomy at least. Asskicker's seat is wedged in there good, it ain't movin'."

"Thanks," Rick replied. "Where is everyone?"

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"By the power vested in me by the Almighty God, I now pronounce you husband and wife," Gabriel recited.

Chris Licari turned, instinctively straightening his uniform. Teri Sheppard smiled up at him and they kissed. Glenn started the applause and Abraham whistled shrilly. Sheppard blushed and ducked her head. Licari's brothers in blue patted his back and shoved him slightly.

"Thanks," Licari offered his hand to Gabriel who shook it firmly. "I know it doesn't mean what it used to but figured this was our one shot at doing some part of it."

"I'm glad to have been of service," Gabriel replied. "Didn't expect to be performing any more ceremonies like this."

Sheppard smiled at him, "My guess is there will be more in your future." She glanced over to where Rick, Michonne, and Daryl had returned. Rick took Judith from Beth as Michonne let the baby squeeze her fingers. Daryl hovered nearby. Abraham kissed Rosita's cheek and nuzzled her neck.

Eugene looked at Tara and raised his eyebrows suggestively. Tara snorted, "No."

*x*x*x*x*x*x*x*

Miles passed under their tires. Putting a good distance between them and Atlanta before having to stop the first time. Rick drove with Michonne riding shotgun, literally and figuratively. Beth sat in the middle, entertaining Judith who wasn't thrilled about being confined. Carol, Carl, and Daryl sat in the back to start, then Daryl shifted to sprawl out on the floor next to the door while Carl and Carol spread out a little to play cards. When Judy got too fussy, hungry, or wet, they pulled over to rest and stretch before getting back on the road.

"We should start looking for a place to camp for the night," Michonne said.

"Yeah," Rick nodded.

"Rick can you pull over up here, by the sign?" Beth asked.

"Sure," Rick clicked on the turn signal to let the others behind them know he was stopping. "You OK Bethy?"

"Just need to do something," she replied.

Rick pulled over and Beth nudged Daryl, "Come on." He got up and opened the sliding door, climbed out and helped her down. She took his hand and led him along the road.

"What?" he asked.

She smiled and pointed at the sign, "Can't use that one anymore."

He grinned broadly. He took a deep breath, twined his fingers with hers, and then walked out of the state of Georgia into South Carolina.

Rick drove forward slowly to catch up to them and they climbed back into the van. "All done?"

"Yep," Daryl replied. "Thanks."

The caravan drove on.

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Be not so nervous, be not so frail
Someone watches you, you will not fail
Be not so nervous, be not so frail
Be not so nervous, be not so frail

Be not so sorry for what you've done
You must forget them now, it's done
And when you wake up you will find you can run
Be not so sorry for what you've done

Be not so fearful, be not so pale
Someone watches you, you will not leave the rails
Be not so fearful, be not so pale
Be not so fearful, be not so pale

Be not so sorry for what you've done
You must forget them now, it's done
And when you wake up you will find you can run
Be not so sorry for what you've done