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I sighed as we looked at a map, telling Tyreese that we needed to go before walking on down the road, keeping in step with Daryl and Michone, who looked down at my ring, smiled at us, and kept walking, the complete opposite of what Carol did. Hanging back I smiled when Daryl picked something off the ground, cleaned it off, put it in his pocket, and kept walking.
"How did he ask?"
I looked over at Michone, a smile forming on both our faces.
"He didn't really ask, he just handed me the ring and I said yes."
She laughed at us.
"You two are something different."
"If we were the same we would kill each other."
She seemed to think about that as we came across a garage with a tree fallen in front of it. Stopping I looked up at the building, getting the feeling we should keep walking.
"You see something?"
I glanced over to see Daryl looking at something.
"I don't know. Maybe."
Turns out he spotted a van, as the boys cleaned it off and Daryl tried to hot wire it Michone and I stood look out.
"We gotta find us a new battery."
Hearing a bang I looked over my shoulder to see Daryl looking in the garage, no doubt was filled with walkers.
"Got some friends inside. Come on. Let's clear a path, see how many we got."
With a sigh we moved to pull the branches off the building. Some how I made the poor decision to stand next to Tyreese as he started hacking away at the branches, his knife getting stuck and he started pulling on it. As he finally pulled it free I saw wires on the blade, raising an eyebrow I pulled a branch away only for a walker to come out and tackle me to the ground, screaming I couldn't get it off, I pushed at it as it started chomping towards my neck, screaming again I had to catch my breath when Daryl pulled the walker off and shot it in the head. Laying my head back I sighed in relief before letting my fiancé help me up.
"You all right?"
I nodded, letting him check me over before flinching at the sudden pain in my right ankle.
"Let me see."
"I'm fine."
The look he gave me was non negotiable, with a sigh I sat down and let him check my ankle, a small smile appearing on his face.
"You just sprained it, should be fine in a few days."
I nodded, slowly standing up only for Daryl to lightly push me back down.
"Relax that ankle, if we run into trouble you need to be able to use it."
I nodded, feeling slightly useless.
"Yes sir."
He smirked and walked into the building with Bob while Michone and Tyreese cleared off the van.
"You should have let him go."
I looked over to watch the pair.
"The hell you know about it, huh? You the damn expert?"
"No. I just don't want to see you die. Is that what you're trying to do? Do you even know what you're trying to do? I know you're pissed. And you have every reason to be. But anger makes you stupid. Stupid gets you killed."
"Aren't you still angry about the Governor? What he did?"
"If he was here right now, I'd cut him in two. 'Cause that's how it needs to be. But I'm not angry. I was."
"Then why are you still going out looking for him?"
"I don't know."
I sighed, knowing exactly how she felt, looking at the scars that littered my arms knowing I was still angry, and I would be the first to cut that asshole in half when I got the chance. Seeing the pair emerge I smiled at Daryl as he tossed a blue sports wrap at me.
"How did you?"
He smirked and kept walking over to the vehicle. Pulling off my shoe I started wrapping my ankle so I could stand on it again. After making sure the wrap wasn't going to move I walked over to see Daryl smoking and taking care of the car, shaking my head I grabbed the jug of distilled water and took a swig, not hearing the conversation the two had. Grinning when the car finally started I grabbed my gear and climbed into the very back to prop my foot up in the back.

Walking around the building I ignored the light pain in my leg as we continued to the right building, looking up at the giant buildings I began to wonder why we weren't cleaning these buildings out. Sneaking into the building we quickly navigated to where the medicine was. Grabbing what I could I loaded my backpack up with random medicine. Not paying attention to what it was my goal was to grab what I could so we didn't have to come back for more. Lifting my bag onto my shoulders it took a minute to adjust to the weight before we took off, trying to navigate our way out of the building, somehow we managed to get turned around and ended up in a room with a busted lock and a door leading to the stairs, which was locked and had walkers pushing against it. Making the decision to take out the ones in the stairwell versus the ones coming at us from the hallway. Running upstairs I yelped in pain when my foot slipped and I slid down a few steps before forcing myself back up and running with the others. Reaching the next floor we were surrounded by walkers, we had to climb through a window and jump onto the walkway, landing hard I almost slid off before crawling back so I could stand up, we watched as Bob jumped and landed on his stomach, his bag swinging off to where the walkers could grab it. Cursing I dropped my bag and grabbed him telling him to let it go, Daryl and Michone doing the same until we were finally able to pull the bag out and it land with a clank on the ground. I reached to pull my backpack back on while Daryl pulled out a bottle of alcohol.
"You got no meds in your bag? Just this?"
Michone gave me a look that said I better move before I got hurt by accident. Walking around Bob I stood behind Daryl.
"You should have kept walking that day."
As Daryl went to throw the bottle away Bob placed a hand on his gun. I shook my head, blocking Michone as she went to grab Daryl as he crowded against the smaller man, reaching down he grabbed his gun and then grabbed his collar.
"Just let it go, Daryl. The man's made his choice. Nothing you can do about it. Just gotta let it go."
I blinked in surprise as Daryl actually backed off a little and let Bob go.
"I didn't want to hurt nobody. It was just for when it gets quiet."
I sighed as Daryl shoved the bottle against Bob's chest.
"Take one sip. When those meds get in our people, I will beat your ass into the ground. You hear me?"
Watching the group walk off I turned to the medic that could've gotten us killed.
"Better start counting your blessings."
He looked at me while I turned and followed the group.

As we were walking back to the car I grabbed Daryl's hand.
"You ok?"
"Yeah."
I smiled as he wouldn't look at me.
"Hey."
He looked down at me.
"We'll take care of it, just, breath."
He nodded while we climbed back into the car; taking my seat in the back I watched the scenery go by, a little annoyed with the silence in the car.

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