AN: Sorry about errors last chapter. I was pressed for time, and couldn't do the spell check :(. When I have time, I'll go back through and fix them. But, I think it's soooooooooo awesome log on, and look at my story and see 10 reviews! I've wrote quite a few other stories, all of which being ShaneXOC ones and I've only had like one of them have more, and that was after it was finished. I'm extremely happy that y'all like Lilian for Daryl. I figured if Daryl would ever be with anybody, it would be with someone who could take care of herself, and was similar to him. That's why I'm not a big fan of the CarolXDaryl pairing...Enough of my rambling, her's the story:

The next morning, everyone was awake by sun rise. They knew that today would be crucial. The fear of not finding Sophia began plaguing everyone's thoughts, especially Carol's. Lilian went over to the older woman, though they didn't know each other very well, she hugged her. Events such as this, always seemed to bring unlikely people together. Carol cried on Lilian's shoulder.

"We're going to find her," the way Lilian said it, made it clear she didn't just believe they would find her, she knew it.

"I hope so..." Carol sobbed.

"Lilian, can I speak with you for a minute?" Lilian let go of Carol to see Rick standing behind her.

"Yeah, sure," Lori took over hugging Carol. Rick and Lilian walked out of earshot from the rest of the group.

"I'm gonna be honest with you. I don't think Mason and Olivia should come out with us. He seems...unstable...and it would sound better coming from you..."

"You have no idea..." Lilian said, thinking back to the night before. "But, you're right. I completely agree with you. I'll talk to him."

"Thanks. And, if your group wants to stay...y'all are welcome to."

"Thanks, Rick. I'll talk to them 'bout it later."

Rick nodded and Lilian made her way over to Mason. He stood, still puffy eyed with Olivia.

"Hey pumpkin," Lilian ruffled Olivia's hair. "Why don't you go see Uncle Liam?"

"No! I want Daddy."

"Okay, well I need to talk to your daddy for a minute," the smaller girl didn't budge.

"Olive, honey, go see Liam," Mason told her. She crossed her arms and stormed off. Ever since Taylor's death Olive was really clingy to Mason. "What's up?"

"I think you and Olive should stay here...it's not safe for her to be out there."

"But-"

"Mason. You're gonna stay here with Dale and T-Dog. You don't get to argue with me. Not after last night," she had lost her patience with him. He couldn't just try to kill himself and act like everything was fine.

"I need to help find-"

"No, you need to stay here with your daughter. We've got it covered."

"Fine!" Mason stormed off. Lilian shook her head. That boy was a stubborn as a mule. He always had been.

The group started walking through the woods, save Olive, Mason, T-Dog, and Dale. Lilian found herself wishing she had her bow, that way she'd be so much more help, and not have to worry about being loud with her gun. As of now, Daryl was the only really useful one. Yeah, Liam, Lilian, Rick, Shane, and Andrea could shoot but that was useless because it could attract more.

Liam hurried his pace to match Lilian's. He knew if he was going to make his move, he'd have to do it soon. The way that redneck was looking at her was bothering him. It wasn't a lustful look, he could deal with that, plenty of guys had looked at her that way. But instead it was something else...something he couldn't put his finger on.

Lilian heard his footsteps behind her. She didn't want to speak to him. Not yet anyway. There was more important things on her mind right now. So, she quickened her pace and walked with Daryl. Daryl looked over at her but didn't say anything.

"So..." she said awkwardly. "I wanted to thank you for last night...again...I don't know what I would've done without you...or what Olive would've-"

"Don't need ta thank me."

"I feel like I do..."

"Ya don't...okay?"

"Okay. Can I walk with you though?"

"Reckon so."

"Thanks."

They walked in silence, until bells were heard. They all ran in the direction of the sound. They arrived at a white church.

"It's the wrong church," Shane shouted. "Ain't got no steeple, Rick."

OoO

Mason sat with Olive on his lap.

"Hi," Dale smiled at her. "How old are you?"

"I'm this many," she held up three fingers. "I four!"

The two men chuckled.

"My wife and I aways wanted to have kids," Dale said.

"What happened to her?" Mason asked.

"She died before this. Cancer. That's what took her."

"I'm sorry."

"Me too, about your's."

"Yeah...I just wish it coulda been me instead. It shoulda been..." sobs took over Mason before he could finish.

"Don't wish that son..."

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The group split up. Shane, Rick, and Carl kept searching, everyone else decided to go back to the highway after the church was a bust. Lilian continued to keep her distance from Liam. She took the lead with Daryl. Rick left him in charge of the group.

"I miss my bow," she said, breaking the silence between them.

"Yew shot a bow? Princess, I hate ta break it to ya, but I highly doubt that."

"I did! It got left behind though..."

"Sure. What kinda bow? Cross-bow?"

"No. Regular bow. Like Katniss uses."

"Katniss?"

"The Hunger Games?" Daryl shook his head. "Have you been livin' under a rock?"

"No."

"Coulda fooled me."

Suddenly there was a gun shot. Lori became visibly nervous.

"They probably just took down a walker," Andrea said.

"Don't patronize me. If they came across a walker, Rick or Shane woulda taken care of it quietly," Lori argued. She made a valid point.

"I'm sure they're fine," Carol said.

The group started walking again. Andrea started an argument about Lori having a gun and her not. Lilian already didn't like this girl. She had one hell of a mouth on her.

"That's why right there," she said. "Instead of simply proving that you need one, you're gonna complain about Lori having one. You need to grow up-"

"And you can make that judgement? You've been part of this group for a whole, what five seconds? Who the hell do you think you are?"

"Who do I think I am? What about you? You're here lecturing-" two hands around Lilian's upper arms stopped and stopped her from saying another word. She guessed it was Liam. She turned her head to see Daryl.

"Now ain't the time the time, Princess," he whispered in her ear. The combination his facial stubble and his warm breath made her shiver, and not in a bad way.

He lifted her up and made her face the direction they were walking before. She didn't so much as look back at Andrea.

"God, am I the only one that's zen 'round her?" Daryl said, exasperated. A small smile tugged at the corners of Lilian's lips, he had a very ironic since of humor.

They walked along until a scream echoed through the trees. Daryl and Lilian turned to see Andrea on the ground with a walker over her. Daryl had his cross-bow ready to shoot, when a brunette on a horse came up and hit it with a baseball bat.

"Lori Grimes?" she asked in a thick southern draw.

"That's me," Lori stepped up.

"You've gotta come with me, now! Carl's been shot!" she gave the group directions on how to get to the farm they'd be at.

She hopped on the back of the horse and they rode away.

"Still think I don't need a gun?" Andrea scoffed. Lilian held her tongue. She wished Andrea would've been bit. The walker on the ground, growled, and Daryl shot it.

"Shut up."

AN: Thoughts on Mason this chapter? Or anything else you have to say about my story. But, if you're gonna criticize, I have one request: tell me why you don't like whatever it is :).