"So..." Carlos started as he and Sarah began to drive again. "I think we should make a deal." He said, looking down at his daughter who was busy munching on a bag of chips. It was beginning to get dark out again, and that would be the end of day three of this nonsense zombie apocalypse.

"A deal?" Sarah asked, looking up at her dad through her glasses.

"Yes, a deal." Carlos replied.

"Okay, let's hear it." Sarah said as she put down her bag of chips.

"I don't think we should pick up anymore strangers..." He trailed off, continuing to drive. "What do you think?" He asked. After all, they didn't want to risk it again. After the incident with Shirley and Gerald, Carlos didn't know if they should pick anyone else up. He knew that groups were better in numbers, but honestly, who could you trust in the apocalypse? And who could he trust to be around his baby girl?

"I think that sounds like a good deal." Sarah answered simply.

"Are you okay?" Carlos asked. "You know, with what happened?"

"It was scary." She admitted. "But I know that you will keep me safe."

"I will." He said. "I will always keep you safe Sarah."

"I'm sorry..." She then said quickly, which caught Carlos off guard.

"Sorry? For what?" He asked, looking down at Sarah again.

"For making you stop and pick up Shirley and Gerald... We should have just kept driving." She said softly. "But I just wanted to help those people... They looked so sick." She explained, a look of distress in her dark eyes.

"It's okay sweetie." Carlos said understandingly. "I wanted to help them too..."

"I just wish they wouldn't have tried to hurt us." Sarah said. "I really liked Shirley."

"They didn't mean to... It's just, things are messed up right now." Carlos replied, unsure of why he had just said that to Sarah. He didn't want her to know about things just yet, or ever for that matter. So why would he be letting information slip out? But he knew why, it was because he didn't want her to be completely in the dark about things, he wanted her to have some kind of knowledge so that she was able to stay safe a little bit. He just hoped that they could find a place to stay soon, that was really safe, so that Sarah wouldn't have to worry her pretty little head about things anymore.

"I'm glad we're safe for now." Sarah said simply.

"Me too honey." Carlos replied.

A yawn then escaped Sarah's lips, "I'm tired." She managed to get out.

"Why don't you try and get some sleep then?" Carlos asked.

"Aren't you tired daddy?" Sarah asked as she curled up in the front seat. Now that she had mentioned it, Carlos was feeling rather sleepy. He hadn't slept since this thing had started, and now it was really starting to dawn on him on how tired he was. "You should get some sleep too." She said, and closed her eyes. He figured that getting some shut eye wouldn't be such a bad idea. All Carlos needed to do was find a safe place to park the car, some place where he and Sarah wouldn't be disturbed by anything. And a place where those walkers wouldn't be able to get to them.

Carlos drove for a little bit longer, Sarah already fast asleep in the passenger seat, and he parked the car on the side of the highway that he was driving on. Once the car was parked, he made sure to roll up the windows and lock the doors so nothing could get to them. A part of him was afraid to fall asleep... What if those things came and got to Sarah while he was out? What if they busted the windows out and bit her?

But he was so tired, he desperately needed the rest if he wanted to continue on like this with Sarah. Maybe finding a group wouldn't be so bad after all, then there would be someone to look after Sarah for a bit while he got some rest. But Carlos was skeptical about any of that. He wouldn't trust anyone with Sarah but him, but maybe that was something that he needed to work on. Carlos needed to learn to trust people, otherwise, how was he ever going to survive this thing? How were he and Sarah going to make it out of this thing alive?

Those were the many thoughts that haunted Carlos since this whole apocalypse thing started, and now they were haunting him even more now that he was laying here in the front seat of his car trying to get some much needed sleep. He was exhausted, there was no doubt about it. So without any further thoughts, he shut his eyes and cleared his mind, and tried so very hard to get to sleep.

Carlos didn't sleep so well. He kept waking up every twenty minutes or so, making sure that there was nobody around them, and making sure that Sarah was still there beside him sleeping. She snored loudly, and he found that quite amusing because she got that from her mother. Another thing that kept Carlos up was the nightmares... Every time he closed his eyes, he saw Robin being bitten, over and over, and the image of him bashing her head in so that she wouldn't turn in front of Sarah. Maybe one day he'd tell her the truth about her mother, but now, she wasn't old enough for that kind of tragedy. Twelve years old was still a child in Carlos' eyes, and he was going to have Sarah stay that way for as long as he could manage.

The next morning when he woke, there was a banging sound on the window. "What the...?" Carlos asked as he sat up in the driver's seat. He was sore as hell from sleeping sitting up, but at least he was well rested.

"Dad... Who is that?" Sarah asked, looking over at Carlos window.

Carlos then looked over at the window too, and that's when he was met with a man's face. "Howdy!"