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Chapter 17
Hearing a gun shot we headed back to the house.
"The hell is going on?"
The boys didn't answer me as we reached the house.
"Rick and Shane ain't back?"
"No."
"We heard a shot."
"Maybe they found Randle."
"We found him."
"Is he back in the shed?"
"He's a walker."
"Did you find the walker that bit him?"
"The weird thing is he wasn't bit."
"His neck was broke."
"So he fought back."
"The thing is his and Shane's tracks were right on top of each other, Shane's not a tracker, he didn't come up behind him. They were together."
"Would you please get back out there and find Rick and Shane and find out what the hell is going on?"
"No problem."
Walking out we looked at the barn, seeing a hoard of walkers headed right towards us.
"Oh my God."
"Carl's gone."
"What?"
Shaking my head, I tried to figure out what to do. Not listening to the plan I hopped over the railing, knowing I was probably gonna die tonight but I refused to go down without a fight.
Seeing the barn catch fire, I started shooting walkers. Walking closer, T dog stopped next to me with the truck.
"Get in."
Hopping on the back, I steadied myself, shooting as many walkers as I could.
Shooting one more walker I heard a click, and my heart stopped. I was out of ammo and Daryl had my arrows.
"T dog, I'm out of ammo, we gotta get out of here."
Pulling next to the house, Lori and Maggie's sister hopped in the cab. Seeing all the walkers rush at the truck, I pulled out my knife and started stabbing the ones closest to me. Finally T dog took off.
Sitting down, I sent a silent prayer that everyone was gonna be ok.
Running my hands threw my hair, silently reliving everything that just happened.
Looking up at the sky as the cold air cut threw my skin
"What are we gonna do now?"
Reaching the highway; nearly jumping out of the truck when I saw Daryl.
Knocking him back into the station wagon, my arms around his neck, a silent sob breaking lose.
"I thought I lost you."
Sighing he petted my hair, wrapping an arm around my waist.
Not listening to the conversation, until Daryl lightly pushed me off.
"I'm goin back."
"No."
Grabbing Daryl's arm, he sighed.
"I say head east."
"Stay off the main roads."
Aiming his crossbow he shot the walker that was headed towards us.
Nodding everyone loaded into the station wagon, the green Toyota, and I slid in behind Daryl on his bike.
Following the station wagon, we were headed east. Hearing a honk after a few hours we pulled over, looking back as the group piled out of the vehicles.
"You out?"
"Running on fumes."
Sighing I slid off the back of the bike, stretching my legs a little.
"We can't stay here."
"We can't all fit in one car."
"We'll make a run for gas in the morning."
"Spend the night here?"
"I'm freezing."
Looking at Carl, I couldn't help but pity him a little.
"We'll build a fire."
"Go out lookin for firewood stay close, only got so many arrows, how you doin on ammo?"
"Not enough."
"We can't just sit here with our asses hanging out."
"Watch you're mouth. Everyone stop panicking and listen to Rick."
"We'll set up a perimeter, in the morning we'll find gas and some supplies."
"Glen and I can make a run for gas now."
"We say together, god for bid something happen and people get stranded without a car."
"Rick, we're stranded now."
"I know it looks bad, but we've all been threw hell and worse, but at least we found each other. I wasn't sure, I really wasn't. But we did, we're together. Keep it that way. We'll find shelter somewhere there's gotta be a place."
"Rick, look around, there's walker's every where, they're migrating or something."
"There's gotta be a place, not just where we hold out but we fortify, hunker down, pull our selfs together. Build a life for each other. I know it's out there, we just have to find it."
"Even if we do find a place we think is safe. We can never be sure for how long. Look at the farm, we fooled ourselves into thinking it was safe."
"We won't make that mistake again."
"We'll make camp tonight, get back on the road at the break of day."
"Does this feel right to you? What if a group of walkers come threw or another bit like Randle."
"You know I found Randle right? He'd turn but he wasn't bit."
"How is that possible?"
"What the hell happened?"
"Shane killed Randle, just like he always wanted to."
"And then the herd got him?"
"We're all infected."
"What?"
"At the CDC Jenner told me whatever it is, we all carry it."
"And you never said anything?"
"Would it have made a difference?"
"You knew this whole time?"
"How could I have known? You saw how crazy."
"That is not your call."
"When I find out about the barn I told everyone."
"Well I thought it best if people didn't know."
Growling I stormed off to find some firewood.
Hearing a twig snap, I looked over at Daryl, who was livid.
"I can't believe he didn't tell us."
Sighing he stopped. Walking over to him; placing a hand against his cheek before pressing a kiss to his lips. Feeling him smile into the kiss, I knew we both had missed just being together.
After a fire was started we gathered around for the night, Carol pulled Daryl away to talk to him, while I just ignored everyone.
Hearing a twig snap, everyone jumped, and Rick snapped.
"I killed my best friend for you people for Christ sake."
Standing up, I glared at the 'leader.'
"You what?"
Hearing him scream about how Shane lead him out to the woods to shoot him in the back. Stepping closer, I slapped Rick hard across the face.
"You killed my brother, Daryl's brother, and Shane. He might have done some shit to me that is unacceptable, but there is no way in hell your hands are clean."
Snapping back he towered over me.
"You're staying this isn't a democracy anymore."
Glaring up at the man I finally caved, walking back to Daryl. Wanting nothing more than to strangle our 'leader'.
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