Carl and Sophia were sitting on two chairs close to the door of the bedroom that Quinn was in while Rick and Shane were sitting close by. Rick glanced to the door and then at his son and Sophia before looking down.

"She got Sophia," He spoke quietly. "She was bringing her back." Shane looked at him. "We should have stayed at the highway."

"You know, you start that, you never get that monkey off your back," Shane said quietly. "She saved Sophia and got shot for saving my son," Rick said. "It should be me in there."

"No, it should have been me." They both looked up to see Carl and Sophia standing closer to them with tears in their eyes.

"I should have gotten shot instead of Quinn," Carl cried. Rick took his hand and pulled him to a hug, letting him cry on his shoulder. He looked at Sophia as tears slipped from her eyes and pulled her to his arms as well, letting both kids cry.

"You've been there, partner, right? And you pulled through - So will she," Shane spoke. "Is that why Quinn got outta that hospital?" Rick asked, tears in his eyes. "Finding out her mother and father are dead, brother missing and to end here, like this? This kind of a sick joke?"

"You stop it. Just stop," Shane said. Suddenly the door opened and the kids pulled away from Rick to see the girl with the brown short hair, Maggie walking out, "Rick . . ." All of them walked to the room, "She needs blood."

They walked in to see Quinn crying in pain while Hershel and Patricia were holding her down. Hershel glanced over his shoulder at Shane, "You, hold her down."

Shane quickly walked to the bed and hold Quinn down, "Quinn it's okay," He told her but she kept crying. "Stop it's hurt!" She cried.

Hershel grabbed a toll, digging in Quinn's wound and she cried even more. "Almost there," He called. "Stop - You're killin' her!" Rick shouted. "Rick, do you want her to live?" Hershel called.

"She needs blood," Patricia told Rick but he didn't say a word and just continued to look at Quinn as Shane hold her down so she would stop moving. Shane glanced at Rick over his shoulder and yelled, "Do it now!"

Rick hold his arm out to Patricia and she put a needle in his arm for the transfusion. Quinn kept crying but then her cries stopped. "Wait-wait, hey," Shane said, making Rick to look over.

"She just passed out," Hershel informed, making both men sighed in relief. Hershel pulled a bullet fragment out of Quinn's wound. "One down . . . Five to go."

Quinn POV

"Quinn, let's go," I heard Daniel calling me from downstairs. "Coming!" I called, putting on my sneakers before grabbing my bag from behind me on the bed. "Coming, coming," I mumbled, rushing out of my bedroom.

I rushed downstairs to see my parents and brother walking to front door. "Ready, honey?" Dad asked me with a smile. "Yeah, let's go," I said. "You already late for school," Daniel said with a smirk.

I rolled my eyes, pushing him slightly with my arm with a small smile, "Shut up." We walked out of the house and climbed into Dad's car.

Third Person POV

Rick was sitting on a chair, watching Hershel checking up Quinn as Rick's blood was transfusing to Quinn. "Pressure's stable," Hershel informed. Rick looked at Shane, who was standing close with Carl and Sophia. "She is going to be okay, right?" Sophia asked.

"She will," Shane said, placing a hand on the little girl's shoulder. "She will." Rick looked around before back at Shane, "Lori needs to be here." Shane nodded, "I know," He agreed.

"I got-I gotta go find her and the others, bring them here," Rick said. "You can't do that," Hershel disagreed calmly. "She's going to need more blood." Then he looked at Shane, "He can't go more than 50 feet from this bed."

Shane nodded in understanding. Rick got up from the chair but too quickly and was about to fall but Patricia helped him. Shane walked up to him, grabbing gently his shoulders, "Hey, hey. Come on."

"I'm all right. I'm all right," Rick said, walking to the door. Shane looked at Hershel and Patricia and nodded, "I got him." Rick walked out of the room and saw Maggie and Otis were sitting there, waiting.

Rick sat down on the chair by the room as Maggie and Otis were looking, waiting for news. Carl and Sophia walked out with Shane and he closed the door after that. He looked at Maggie and Otis, "She's stable, for now."

Rick pulled Carl to him, hugging him. "Lori has to be here, Shane - She has to know," Rick said to his best friend. Shane kneeled down, nodding, "Okay, I get that. I'm gonna handle it . . . But you've gotta handle your end."

"My-my end?" Rick asked. "Your end is being here," Shane said. "Quinn would have wanted you to stay here, wouldn't she?" Rick looked down, knowing how close he and Quinn were, she would want that.

Shane nodded, knowing he was right. "You need to stay here for her," He said. "You're right," Rick agreed. "When was I ever wrong?" Shane asked. "You just leave the rest to me, okay?" Rick nodded, "All right."

"All right."

Suddenly, the door opened and they all stood up with Maggie and Otis. "She's out of danger for the moment, but I need to remove those remaining fragments," Hershel explained. "How? You saw how she was," Rick said.

"I know, and that was the shallowest one. I need to go deeper to get the others," Hershel explained. "Oh, man," Shane whispered. "There's more," Hershel said. "Tell me," Rick said.

"Her belly's distended, her pressure's dropping, which means there's internal bleeding," Hershel explained. "A fragment must have nicked one of the blood vessels. I have to open her up, find the bleeder and stitch it. And she can't move while I'm in there. I mean, at all. If she reacts the same as before, I'll sever an artery and she'll be dead in minutes."

Rick had tears in his eyes again and Hershel continued, "To even try this, I have to put her under. But if I do, she won't be able to breathe on her own. Same bad results." Rick shook his head, "What'll it take?"

Otis stepped forwards, "You need a respirator. What else?"

"The tube that goes with it, extra surgical supplies, drapes, sutures," Hershel listed. "If you had all that, you could save her?" Rick asked. "If I had all that, I could try," Hershel replied.

"Nearest hospital went up in flames a month ago," Otis explained before Hershel looked at him and Otis's eyes slightly grow wide, "The high school." Hershel nodded, "That's what I was thinkin'. They set up a FEMA shelter there. They would have everything we need."

"Place was overrun last time I saw it. You couldn't get near it - Maybe it's better now," Otis suggested. "I said, leave the rest to me. Is it too late to take that back?" Shane joked.

"I hate you goin' alone," Rick said, shaking his head. "Come on. Doc, why don't you do me a list, draw me a map," Shane said to Hershel. "You won't need a map -" Otis said. "I'll take you there. Ain't but five miles."

"Otis, no," Patricia said from behind Hershel at the doorway. "Honey, we don't have time for guesswork and I'm responsible. I ain't gonna sit here while this fella takes this on alone. I'll be all right," Otis said.

"Are you sure about this?" Shane asked. "Do you even know what any of the stuff he's talking about looks like?" Otis asked. Shane shook his head, "Come to think, no."

"I've been a volunteer EMT. I do," Otis said. "Now, we can talk about this 'till next Sunday, or we could just go do it real quick."

"I'll take right quick," Shane agreed. "I should thank you," Rick said to Otis. "Wait 'till that girl of yours is up and around, then we'll talk," Otis said. "I'll gather some things." With that he walked away and Maggie step forwards, looking at Rick, "Where is she - Your wife?"

Quinn POV

"Mike said there's a party tomorrow, is it okay for me to go?" I asked as we were driving to my school. "Tomorrow night?" Mom asked. "Yeah," I said. "Oh no, baby. You promised you will come see grandma," Dad said.

"Oh, come on," I whined. "What about Danny?" Daniel scoffed, "I'll be there later," He said, smirking. I huffed, crossing my arms. "Not fair," I mumbled. Dad chuckled and looked at me through the mirror, "You know, there -"

I gasped, sitting up and looking around quickly. I was at my bedroom, I frowned before looking at the window to see it was morning.

I got up and walked out of my room. I went to Daniel's room and opened the door to see he wasn't there. I walked to my parents' room and saw Mom and Dad weren't there.

I walked downstairs and looked around the house. "Mom? Dad? Daniel?" I called. I heard voices from behind me and I turned around but no one was there but frowned when I saw a door under the stairs that I never knew we had.

I walked towards it and slowly opened it, the voice came from it. I opened it and saw two men talking in a bedroom door. One was an older man with white hair and the other one looked familiar to me. I didn't knew why or how.

He had a dark brown hair and he was wearing a cop uniform. He was looking at something with sad and tearful eyes and blood on his uniform. They were talking but I couldn't hear what they were saying.

I looked at the dark brown hair guy as he looked at the older man before back at something. I followed his gaze and froze. I was looking at myself. I was laying on a bed, was I dying?

I suddenly remember but -

Suddenly I heard growling from behind me and I quickly turned around to see a walker behind me and grabbing my arm. My Mom.

Was this really the end for me?