WARNING! THIS STORY VEERS OFF FROM THE TV SHOW FROM THIS POINT ONWARD!
Sonora walked down the gravel path to the newly repaired gate that Conner was standing at. When she was abreast of him she stopped, put one hand on the fence, and leaned against it. "I can't believe so much could happen in so few days." She stated, looking around at the walkers that were stumbling around outside the fence.
"Well, this apocalypse happened fairly quickly." Conner pointed out, his eyes never leaving the road. He glanced over at Sonora, eyes taking in the woman by his side and then turning back to the road ahead of them. "Are you still pressing Rick about Hawaii? You know he won't leave without Glenn and Maggie back, and we don't know if they're still alright, from what that woman told us."
Sonora sighed, turning and taking a seat on the ground, leaning against the fence. "We'll get them back, and I'm sure that wherever they are, they're alright, and yes I am pressing Rick about Hawaii. It's the one place we could go that wouldn't have walkers out the ass, there were only so many people on the islands in the first place, so we wouldn't have to do too much to get rid of what's there now." She informed him.
Conner rolled his eyes and walked in a small circle. "I'm a little worried though; shouldn't the group be back by now?" he asked, shifting his eyes from the road to Sonora and back.
Sonora shrugged, looking down into the dirt and making shapes in it with her fingers. "I think I should attach that cattle trailer onto the truck, it would be better for hauling around these people. They can't all fit into my cab. What do you think?" she asked, looking up at Conner and squinting in the sunlight.
Conner rolled his eyes, turning back to the gravel road in front of him. "Do whatever you want." He said roughly, peering through the trees.
Sonora smirked a little but it soon fell from her lips, she looked up at the eighteen wheeler and the spare trailer she had sitting beside it. She'd gone into town the day before with Conner and had found it, immediately she'd hooked it up and brought it back to the prison. She'd been cleaning it out and had thought that it would be good for hauling the group around in instead of the other trailer. The air holes were a main thing, the first trailer didn't have them, and this one had them. They were good for if walkers crowded the sides of the trailer.
Sonora grumbled and stood, dusting off her backside, Conner looked back over at her. "Where are you going?" he called after her, watching her walk off.
"To hook up that trailer!" Sonora yelled back, flipping him a bird. She didn't even look back at him, just continued walking.
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The horses whinnied nervously as Sonora walked them up the ramp into the trailer; she patted their muzzles and kept on walking, going right up to the front of the trailer and then letting the lead ropes drop to the floor. She turned and left them there, the grass capturing their attention, exiting the trailer and going to the large tub sitting in the gravel right off the ramp. She picked up one end and then started pulling it up the ramp, ignoring the noises it made as she did. The grind of metal against metal caught Conner's attention and he jumped up the ramp and picked up the other end of the tub.
Together they carried it over to the end of the trailer and put it down in the corner. Sonora let out a breath as she wiped her brow, looking over at Conner and smiling. "Thanks." She said, wiping her hands off on her jeans. Conner shrugged and the two turned and left the trailer.
Rick was gathering the last of the things they needed before leaving the prison, he stood upright and cracked his back, his eyes catching sight of Sonora and Conner returning from outside. "Sonora, come here." He said, gesturing.
The pair split up and Conner walked over to the cell they shared while Sonora headed over to Rick. "Need something?" she asked once she reached him.
Rick shook his head. "Are you completely sure you can get us to Hawaii?" he asked, frowning and leaning in.
Sonora leaned back, still not liking how he got in her face. "Up to a point, I don't know how to drive an airplane or a boat." She stated, putting her hands around her back and stretching them out behind herself. "I figure it's a try and succeed experience." She stated, shrugging.
Rick frowned deeper, his expression darkening.
"Don't worry Officer Friendly, we'll figure it out while we're going." She stated, smiling slightly.
Rick groaned and shook his head. "I don't like this." He muttered.
Sonora just shrugged.
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"Now entering West Monroe, Louisiana," Sonora said into the mike, releasing it and letting it bungee back up to the roof of her cab. She pulled off the interstate and rolled down the ramp, going through the intersection and looking around for a store or something to park in.
They'd been on the road for about two days, starting and stopping at odd towns to restock and get fuel if it was needed. Sonora personally liked it, driving was great, and she felt good about this idea.
She saw a Big Lots and pulled into the parking lot there, stopping and then pulling the airbrakes. She hopped out of the cab and walked around the side of the trailer, getting to the back and opening the doors to reveal the group, or at least part of it. Daryl pulled up on his motorcycle and put the kickstand down, shutting it off after that and getting off it. Rick stepped up to the open end of the trailer. "I've been doing some thinking, we need more baby stuff, and I think I speak for everybody when I say we need more restroom breaks." He stated, sitting on the edge of the trailer.
Sonora shrugged. "I don't mind that, just give me a holler when ya'll need to go and I'll stop wherever. If you don't tell me I don't know." She stated.
Rick nodded and looked around, he spotted the store and gestured to Daryl, the two of them basically reading each other's minds and then Rick disappeared into the trailer, returning shortly with Glenn, Maggie, and Merle. Sonora turned and walked back to the cab, catching Daryl's attention. "Where you going?" he asked.
Sonora turned her head back to him. "To get Conner, duh." She stated.
Daryl rolled his eyes and started chewing on his thumb.
Sonora took her keys from her pocket and stuck them into the small door on the side of her cab, unlocking it and popping it open to reveal the back of Conner's head. She flicked him a couple of times before he woke and started crawling out of the truck. "What do you want?" he asked, blinking down at her.
"World peace, come on we don't have all day… or well we do have all day but I don't particularly feel like sitting around all day… we need to go with the others to look in that store there." She pointed to the store as they walked back to the rest of the group.
"Fine." Conner shrugged and looking around as the rest of the people climbed out of the trailer, "the cattle trailer was a good idea," he said to her as they reached the group and entered the circle.
Sonora smiled at him and nudged his side with her elbow; she then looked around and saw Rick, Daryl, and Merle in front of them. The three had been waiting, or so it seemed, for her and Conner to make it back before discussing anything further. "We'll take out the walkers inside, post two guards outside, and then go through the store looking for anything we could use," Rick told the two, having already talked to Daryl and Merle.
Sonora shrugged, sidling over and looking into the trailer, she'd picked up survivors along the way, people who had been along the road mostly. A few of them were sitting in the trailer, talking; one remained tied to a hole on the side away from everyone. She'd picked that guy up a few hours ago, and Rick had apparently been getting to know him. "Alright, we'll have to check and see if this place has any bottled water. I'm sure ya'll will be out soon, am I right?" she asked, looking back at the leader of the group.
Rick nodded and the five turned and Daryl motioned for Maggie and Glenn to follow them towards the store. The pair, who had been watching from a distance, hurried to catch up and Conner caught them up to speed on things.
Sonora placed her hand on her sword for a brief moment, and then shook her head. She unzipped both hip pouches and withdrew her knives, zipping the pouches back up and then unfolded the knives, gripping them loosely at her sides as she entered the store. She stared at Rick's back as he moved into the not so bright interior of the store, motioning to the others to fan out.
After a general sweep of the area, which included the killing of no less than ten or twelve walkers, they headed back to the front and regrouped. "Conner, you, Sonora, and Merle will be looking around together, Daryl and I will take the left half, and you three take the right." Rick said, reaching up and brushing the hair out of his face.
Sonora nodded and looked over at Conner before grabbing a buggy and taking off with the two men behind her. She walked down several isles, filling the buggy with things from each, as the two behind her cast glances around, both taking an active part in the filling of the cart.
"Make sure to grab ol' Merle some spirits will ya, girlie?" Merle smirked at the back of Sonora's head, sweeping a few cans of chili off the shelves with his knife apparatus, making them fall into the cart.
Sonora glanced at him over her shoulder as he withdrew his arm and then nodded, shrugging as she felt a chill go down her spine. The three were mostly silent as they perused the rest of the items. Sonora making sure to sweep the alcohol isle, neither she nor Merle were disappointed at the possibilities presented to them. The two grabbed all they could carry and placed them in the cart, then grabbing more after that.
Conner leaned against the cart and watched the uncle and niece work together to get every bottle of liquor they could. He rolled his eyes and waited for them to finish, checking out the area as he did, and then eyeing the beer for a short minute.
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Sonora finished directing the people in the trailer and climbed out, walking over to Rick where he stood with the newest guy. The man that had been picked up earlier had been let out to do his business and eat and drink. Sonora eyed him as she approached, her interest peaking as she noted a slight resemblance to her dad.
"How's Josh doing?" she asked, looking towards the semi insane leader of the strange group. "He pass inspection?"
Rick glanced at her and then nodded slowly, turning his attention back to the man in front of him. "You'll be riding with Sonora and Conner for a while when we get back on the road. Anything happens and the two of them will let you fall out without so much as a backward glance." He nodded towards the young woman.
Sonora lifted an eyebrow in surprise at his words, placing her hands on her hips and shifting her weight from one leg to another. "I'll make sure to have Conner keep an eye on him."
Rick nodded and then turned, yelling out and rounding up the rest of their group to let them know that it was time to move on. Sonora looked at Josh and gestured to him, turning and walking back to the rig, neither person saying nothing until both were inside. Sonora turned around in her seat to look and see if Conner was in the back, he was, lying stretched out on the bottom bunk. "Conner, get up ya lazy sack of cow shit. We got company." She said, reaching down to pick up an empty water bottle which she then threw at his back.
"Alright, alright, damn woman you'll kill me one of these days. Just last night ye were trying to put me back out, I swear it." He groaned as he turned over and blinked at the two in front of him. Then he blanched, "eh, not that we were doin' anything that would warrant such stuff as puttin' out backs. She was merely teachin' me some defensive moves." He said hurriedly.
"S'not dad Conner, blink three more times and you'll see." Sonora tried not to laugh as Josh looked a little confused by things.
The CB crackled overhead, ringing with voices checking in and confirming that everyone was ready to be on the move. Sonora swung around and grabbed her mike, checking in as well, and then started the eighteen wheeler. She pumped the gas a little and then pushed the air brake buttons back in, shifting into first after that and then slowly letting off the clutch and the brake.
The line of vehicles crawled towards the interstate, slowly picking up speed, and then they were on their way once again.