Hey guys! So I am kind of freaking out over here! Just saw the trailer for the new walking dead video game for Daryl and Merle (Cue rapid heart race, squealing, repition of 'Oh my God!' and need of a paper bag AKA fan girling)! I cannot freaking wait till 2013, it needs to come out now! AH! I mean, I'm waiting for COD Black Ops 2 to come out but this game has freaking crossbows and the Dixons! Anyways, (Still fangirling as I'm writing this) thanks for all the views, follows, and favorites. I love the reviews so please don't be shy to leave one! Thanks and as always, happy reading! (Taking deep breaths.)

Chapter 3: Wilson

Brooke and Daryl were still asleep the next morning warmer than they had been a couple of hours before. Daryl had moved Brooke almost completely on top of him so she was like a second blanket. She had lost some weight since this whole thing began but it wasn't like she was heavy before. He could've lifted her with no problem before but now, compared to him, she was as light as a feather. He woke up and looked down at Brooke. She seemed to be pretty comfortable. She would move up and down with his breathing, which seemed to be in sync with hers. Her forehead was against his cheek and he heard some movement outside so he softly shook his head.

"Brooke, come on it's time to wake up." He said and kissed her forehead.

"No it isn't." she grumbled and held on to his shoulders a little tighter. "Just five more minutes."

"That's what you always say, now come on." he chuckled. She groaned and lifted her head. The Carhart hunting jacket was too big for her and the sleeves went over her hands.

"Morning." She greeted and gave him a warm kiss.

"Good morning." He replied and he sat up. She got off of him and walked over to her bag. The black jacket ended mid-thigh and Daryl couldn't deny that she looked hot in it. "You wanna wear that today?" he asked hoping the answer was yes.

"Well, I'm putting pants on but if it's okay with you I would like to wear it." She said and he nodded. She pulled on some dark skinny jeans and put a white tank top under the jacket. She pulled on her black combat boots and pulled her hair up in a high pony tail. She looked back and Daryl was watching her get dressed. "You're the one who wouldn't give me five minutes to sleep." She cocked one eyebrow up at him. "Get off your lazy ass and get dressed." She said and he snickered. He stretched and got out of the cot. He pulled on a long sleeved, dark green shirt, light wash jeans, his vest, and his hunting boots. He came up behind her and pinched her sides. She squeaked in surprise and playfully pushed his shoulder. "Damn." She winced and held her hand. Daryl grabbed it and started laughing. It was still red from slapping Lori.

"Damn girl! I didn't know you could slap that hard!" he said and she lifted both of her eyebrows in agreement. He took her hand and kissed it her palm.

"Me neither." She replied. "I wonder how Lori looks." She almost smiled at the image of a red hand print on her face. She shrugged and they walked out of the tent. Everyone was silent when she walked out. They sat down and everyone just stared at her. "Alright, I'm sorry about last night. You have to understand that I just went through-"

"You have to leave Brooke." Rick said.

"What?"

"Lori doesn't want you to stay. She's afraid you'll hurt her again." Carol said.

"What did Lori tell you?" She asked them.

"She said that she calmly tried to tell you that it was okay." Rick said.

"That liar!" She said. She looked around and didn't see Carl. "That bitch is lying!"

"Well then what did she tell you?" Rick asked.

"Last night I talked about how Shane deserved a proper service. She didn't come up to me to console me, she told me that Shane didn't deserve anything. So I slapped her. It's not like I punched the baby, I smacked her face!" Rick looked at her for a long while and everyone else waited.

"Little Walsh, I know when you're lying." Brooke sighed thinking that Rick didn't believe her. "And you're not lying now. I'm gonna go talk to Lori. You're staying." Rick left and went into his tent. Brooke shook her head and bowed it down. Rudy came over and laid his head down on her foot.

"That lyin' bitch!" Daryl cursed and stormed off.

"How's your hand?" T-Dog asked and the rest chuckled.

"Sore as hell." She replied.

"Well Lori looks like Wilson." Glenn added and the group started to laugh. Brooke had a confused look.

"Why aren't you guys mad at me?" Brooke asked. "Rick was super pissed why aren't you?"

"I overheard what Lori said to you." Carol said. "Rick didn't believe me." Brooke got down on her knees and hugged Carol.

"I'm so sorry about yesterday. I never meant to-" she began.

"It's okay. We all understand." Carol shushed and patted her back. "We're going to have a service for Dale, Shane, Patricia, and Jimmy this afternoon." Brooke looked back at Carol in amazement. She attacked Carol with another hug and she chuckled.

"You guys have no idea how much that means to me." Brooke said. "This whole thing's been a mess so thank you for being strong." She said and they all nodded. "I'm going to go and hunt for a little bit. Maybe I can catch some rabbit or something." The rest agreed and she left. Not without seeing Lori first. "You're not getting rid of me that easily, Wilson." Brooke smirked as she passed Lori. She walked into the woods and was very quiet. The sun wasn't out today so that made it ten degrees colder. She was able to take down a rabbit and a squirrel but nothing was really out. She knew they would be surviving off the bark of trees soon. She heard a click and an arrow went past her head. "Don't do that!" she told Daryl but he just shrugged.

"I'm gonna kill Lori." He shook his head.

"And if you do then Rick will kill you, I'll kill Rick, it'll become a blood bath Daryl." She explained. "I'm staying." She said. "Look I've even caught some game to prove it." She held up the Rabbit and squirrel. He smirked and she kissed his cheek. "I'm not going anywhere." She said. They continued to walk around for something to kill but nothing was out today. Daryl went up ahead to a ledge but stopped there and didn't move. "Daryl?" she called but he didn't respond. She walked up to him and saw it. The prison that was crawling with walkers.

"You thinkin' what I'm thinkin?" he asked.

"It's covered." She said.

"It's shelter." He replied. "I'm gonna go get Rick. You don't move." He ordered and ran away. Brooke ran a hand through her hair.

"This isn't going to end well." She told herself. "We'll never be able to make it in there without being eaten." She said. Rick came up behind her and looked at the prison.

"It's perfect!" he enthused.

"Again, it's crawling with walkers." She pointed out but the men had already started to walk back. She sighed and followed them back to the camp. They had their service for the deceased including Jimmy and Patricia. They all sat in a circle afterwards.

"We found a place we could go." Rick said. "The prison isn't that far from here. They have food, shelter, medicine, and weapons. It's out best chance if we want to survive but there are walkers everywhere. If we can figure out a way to get them all out we can go there." Everyone agreed with it but of course no one knew what to do about the walkers. Brooke had an idea and she lifted her head.

"I have a suggestion." Brooke announced.

"You gonna light the prison on fire?" Lori asked sarcastically and Brooke smiled back in the same manner.

"Something like that you lying bitch." She replied and Lori rolled her eyes.

"What do you mean?" Herschel asked.

"I found out not too long ago that these walkers are pretty flammable. I think it may have something to do with the fact that they throw up bile all over themselves. I could take a piece of cloth, some gas, and a lighter and set one of my arrow heads on fire. It would set off a chain reaction and take down multiple at once. I'll need one or two days to make the arrows but I could do it." Brooke said and she was given the impressed looks people had given her since the first day at the quarry.

"That could work." Glenn told Rick.

"I need to test it out first. I'll do it the first thing in the morning." She said. "The only bad thing with this is that I obviously can't do this on the inside. We're going to have to use close encounters inside. At least this will get us in."

"This is why you're the doctor." T-Dog smiled. "What if it doesn't work?"

"Then we're just gonna have to live out here until the farm is safe to go back to." Rick said. "It's gonna be bitter out here with the weather being like it is. Daryl and Brooke told me that there were hardly any animals out there today. If we do stay here, it'll be close calls around every corner."

"If the prison doesn't work we'll just have to be careful and conserve heat." Brooke said.

"Hey if the pilgrims could go through winter then so can we." Glenn said.

"Most of those pilgrims died, short round." Daryl rolled his eyes.

"Just give me a couple of days to get enough arrows and we'll try to break into the prison." Brooke said.

"Alright, it's a plan."