I was awoken to the sound of screaming. I was so confused at first, i didn't know if it was a dream or reality. Then i heard it again.

I sat up and stared around, wondering who made that horrible noise. Daryl was already up and had his crossbow on his arm. We both glanced at each other and waited.

We waited for another minute and then heard it again. The scream was high, definitely a females voice. The screams started coming more often now, and closer. I got up and we stared walking towards the screams. We walked for about 7 minutes before finding the source. There was a girl, probably in her 20's, a little older than me. She was stuck in a barbed wire, and there was about 3 Walkers walking towards her. She looked around frantically and finally saw us. "Help!" She wailed and tugged on the wire. Daryl acted instantly, firing three arrows into each walker head. I ran over once all of them was dead and helped untangle the wire. She reached up and grabbed me to her in a fierce hug. I didn't react at first, but then slowly started patting her back, telling her everything was going to okay now as she cried into my shoulder.

I helper her up. She smiled at us both. She was taller than me, and thin with long black hair. Her eyes were the colour of dirt. "Thank you." She said, but the words sounded strange to her. I don't think English was her first language.

"We should keep movin'. Case of more walkers." Daryl said. I nodded and followed him away back to our small camp. "Wait!" The girl said. We turned and looked at her. "I ... Stay... with you?" She asked slowly, as if thinking of the right words.

I looked at Daryl. "No." He said before i even asked. He began walking again. I smiled at the girl and held up a finger signalling her to wait.

"We can't leave her on her own." I said as i chased after him.

"We sure can."

"Daryl..."

He turned at faced me, "We don't know that women. What if this is a trap? What if her fake accent and the whole scene is just an act to lead us to danger?" He spoke a lot louder than he needed too.

I rolled my eyes. "We need to start trusting people Daryl, otherwise what is the point if we're not going to help people."

He looked away and kicked a piece of wood on the floor.

I sighed at him. "Look at her, does she seem dangerous." We both looked at her. She was standing by a tree, looking at us confused. She noticed us looking and smiled faintly at us.

He grunted. "Whatever, but i'm not babysitting both of you." He walked away. What he said sort of hurt, i didn't know that was how he felt. He didn't act like i was a burden while we was in the funeral home. Even though then i was more of a burden then than i am now.

I turned and waved at her to follow. And she did.

We walked back to the camp and gathered vital things before setting out again. Daryl walked ahead while the stranger and i stayed behind as he hunted. She turned to me, "My name Antonia." She said and held out her hand.

"I'm Beth," I paused and nudged towards Daryl who was shooting at a squirrel. "That's Daryl."

"Daryl?" She asked, as if trying to get used to the word in her mouth.

I nodded.

We walked a while longer in silence. I looked around. If it wasn't for the circumstances, this place would be beautiful. The sun rose through the trees, setting a haze on everything. The forest was buzzing with life, flies and gnats followed us as we walked. And so did the Walkers. But we fought them off simply enough. It turned out that Antonia didn't need babysitting at all. She defended herself quite well, stabbing Walkers in the head as easily as Daryl and i did. I guess everyone is this world now had to learn to kill, if they were to survive.

We rested for an hour to eat around what i assume was noon.

We sat around a little fire and waited for some of the squirrel Daryl had caught to cook. Antonia sat next to Daryl and offered him her hand. "My name Antonia." She said happily.

He grunted as a response, ignoring her hand and turning the food. She put her hand on the ground and looked at me.

"Ignore him, he's just grumpy." He looked up at me, and gave me an eyes that said back-off. I stood up. "I'm going to look for some berries."

I walked away and scanned the area for some bushes, there was none near i walked a little further out. I walked for about 20 minutes until i came across some bushes. The place was pretty quite, and the bush wasn't too high to hide any unexpected Walkers. I scanned the bushes, but it looked like someone got here before me. They was almost empty. I picked what was left and made my way back to camp.

As i neared i heard laughter. I thought i must be imagining things, but surly as i got there they was both laughing while chewing some squirrel.

I put the berries in my bag. "What's so funny?"

Daryl swallowed his food and shook his head, "Don't worry, you're to young to understand."

That hurt. Young, i wasn't much younger than Antonia. I stared at him, but he seemed to ignore my stare. I grabbed the squirrel and ate. I don't understand how they could be laughing, Antonia didn't speak much English, what could they possible laugh about? I looked down away from them.

"How long... you been walking?" She asked us.

"Too long." Daryl said, and spat out some bones.

"Me too." She said and looked to the ground. "Too many... all die."

I understood what she meant. Everyone you get close too, they all die. Or get separated, in our case, i hoped. I nodded and chewed what meat was left of the squirrel.

I heard the familiar noises of walkers coming near. Defiantly more than 1. We all looked at each other and stand up to move.

We walk for a while in silence. So when Daryl speaks, i jump. "Beth, come er." I catch up to him. "Look around, tell me what you see." He moves to stand behind me, and glances around himself. This sounded like a tracking question. I did what he said and scanned the area. I looked to the floor and saw print in the leaves where something has walked. The prints was smallish. I looked at the trees and saw no sign of hurry. "It's an animal..." I said and looked hard at the prints. "A deer?" I say and look up at him too see if im right.

He nods and gives me a small smile. I loved those smiles, it made me feel like i was living up to his expectation. "Maybe you don't need babysitting after all." He said and carried on walking, tracking the deer.

I tried to hide my smile as i walked, but it was impossible. I liked this Daryl, the one that didn't shout or make extreme cases. The one that was happy, like back at the funeral home.

Night was nearing, and we hadn't came across any kind of shelter yet. We all spread out with simple tasks. Daryl set up Noise Makers while Antonia and i gathered fire wood. I was glad when we both came back and i had gathered more wood than her, which was stupid.

We all sat down and stared at the fire. I sat next to Daryl and shared his sleeping bag to sit on. "We need to find our group."

He sighed, "Beth, it'll be nearly impossible."

"Yes, nearly impossible sure, but not impossible. You're the best tracker i have ever met, if anyone can find them, you can." I say and look at him, to see what his expression was. The things with Daryl, he doesn't reveal much through facial expression.

He looks at me and his face softens, which made me confused. "I'll try. I can't promise nuffin, but i'll try." He said and looked back at the fire.

That was better than nothing.

"So..." Antonia started, "Are you family?"

We both looked at her. I shook my head. No, jeez no. I felt a flush come on at the thought.

She nodded and stared back the fire. "My family gone." She said sadly. I looked at her and notice tears forming in her eyes. Death was a hard thing to deal with, i know. But right now, life was harder.

She stood up and picked up her bag. "I be back."

She walked away into the darkness. Probably needing a toilet.

"See," I begin, "Not all people are bad." I say to Daryl and nudge him with my shoulder.

"Ok ok." He said and nudges me back. I was happy that i was right, and he smiled at me.

"Should we eat?" He asked?

"Wait for Antonia." I said and brought up my knees to lie on them.

He nods and starts fiddling with the leaves on the floor. "If you could do anything, right now. What would you do?" He asked. I was so shocked that i stare at him for a while. Daryl never asked questions, i was always the one to do that. He laughed. "Stop staring at me and answer the bloody question."

I look away. "Hmmmm..." I think about things i would normally do at home. And one thought comes to mind. "Read."

He stares at me, frowning. "You could do anything in the world. And you would read a book. Damn girl." He shakes his head, as if i make no sense to him.

"Yep, and i am not ashamed." I smiled at him. "There was nothing better than curling up with a good book in front of the fire."

We stare at each other for a while, just as i think his face is changing to like the idea he shake his head and lies down.

"What about you Mr Dixon, what would you do?" I ask

He laughs again. "My life wasn't much different to how it was now. So i have nothing really to miss. But, i guess i'd eat a cooked breakfast. My grandmother made the best cooked breakfast for me when i was younger. Nothing could beat em." He was smiling, his eyes closed as he thought of the memory.

I lie down next to him and stare up at the starless sky. "I'll make you a cooked breakfast one day, if we ever find a kitchen."

He opens his eyes to peak at me. "I'll keep you to that."

I hope he did.

About 15 minutes pass, and still no sign of Antonia. "Do you think she got attacked?" I asked.

He shrugs. Another 10 minutes pass. "I'll go look for her," He says.

"No, i will. What if she doing some lady business. You can't see that." I felt like it was my job to protect her dignity. He rolls his eyes at me but lets me leave.

I walk in the direction she went. The forest was so dark in the night, a different dark from that of the city or your house. Their was no light in the forest, even the moon was no good with trees blocking it. I walked blindly for a while, just missing trees.

And then i see her. A streak of moonlight had managed to make it way through the trees, and illuminated only her.

At first glance, it looked like she was dangling from the tree, like a child would do. But then, i noticed the rope. I was about to scream when a hand covered my mouth. "Shhh." Daryl whispered into me ear and turned me around to face him. He must have followed me anyway, to keep an eye on me. Good thing he did. "Stay here."

He walked around me, towards her body. I don't understand, only a few hours ago she was laughing, she was fighting to survive. But now, she killed herself. It made no sense. I heard a cut of the rope and a huge thump. Then i heard a familiar noise that i heard every time i killed a walked. He walked back towards me and grabbed my hand, pulling me along with him. I was about to look back, when he tugged me harder. "Don't look back." He said harshly. I didn't.

We got back to the small camp, and strangely, everything seemed odd. We sat back down in our usual spots and stayed silent for a while.

"Its makes no sense." I blurted out. "She was laughing, fighting no more than 12 hours ago. Why would she kill herself?"

He thought for a moment. "The mind does strange thing to ya."

"It still makes no sense."

He looked at me. "You still have a lot to learn about the world Beth, people sometimes just can't cope." It was the most sincere i have ever heard him.

I shook my head and leaned against him. "No more taking in people, i don't want to loose anyone else." Even though she had only been with us less than a day, it felt like a lose. After all out here, you only have each other.

I felt him nod. "Okay."