Strange people Lilian had never met before gave her smiles and nods as she walked down the street with Phil. Though she was walking with him, her mind never left the man she loved. Daryl Dixon. Where was her right now? Did he try to murder Mason when he found out? Was Emily safe?

"An," Phil said, slightly rough.

"What? Sorry..." she replied. "I was just thinking..."

"So you didn't hear me at all?"

"No, sorry..." she blushed with embarrassment.

"I want you to meet someone tonight."

"Who?"

"It's a surprise," Phil smiled.

"Oh..." she said.

"Hey Governor-Who is this?" a man Lilian had never seen before asked, noticing the blonde walking with the Governor.

"This is An, my wife."

"Ex wife," she corrected. "Who might you be?"

"Merle Dixon."

Merle Dixon...why did did that name sound so familiar... Lilian wondered. Dixon. Daryl Dixon! Merle must be Daryl's relative. That's how I can get out of here.

"Nice meeting you," Lilian smiled at the blue eyed man.

"Where are you going?" Carol asked Daryl as grabbed his cross-bow and headed for the door.

"Ta git ma woman," he said.

"You don't even know where she is," Rick pointed out.

"Whut am I 'posed ta do? Let 'er die?"

"No, but you have no idea where she could be. How are you going to find her?" Hershel added.

"Don't matter. I'll find 'er."

"I'll come too," Mason said. "This is my fault."

"Damn straight it is. But yew ain't comin'."

"You're going to need help. Plus, I know which direction they went."

"Yew gotta kid."

"And I screwed up. What kind of dad would I be if I let you go out there and fix my mistake alone?"

"Fine," Daryl agreed.

"We can leave at sun rise," Mason said. "That'll give us enough time to get supplies together, and we'll have more daylight."
"Alrigh'. I'm gonna make mor' arrows."

"Good idea. Is my sister's bow here?"

"Think so," with that Daryl left the hotel and headed to the woods.

"He really loves her doesn't he?" Mason said, thinking out loud.

"Yes, he does," Carol said standing next to the man.

"She loves him too," Mason added.

"I've never shown anyone this," Phil told Lilian with his hands over her eyes.

"Okay," she didn't know what to do or say.

"Keep your eyes closed," he told her as he shut the heavy metal door, then he helped her onto a couch. "Just a minute," Lilian heard locks being undone. "Open."

In front of her stood what used to be a brown haired, blue eyed little girl, around the age nine. Now, her teeth were rotten, and her eyes white.

"Who's this?" she asked calmly. Clearly the man was unstable to be keeping a live walker.

"This is my daughter Penny."
"Wow," she said. Oh my God! This man is a psychopath! He has a walker! A live walker in his home!"

"I'm sorry for divorcing you," Phil said.

Keep calm, Lilian told herself. She didn't want to provoke him. He had a walker, and she was weaponless, remembering she left her bow at the hotel. It was her personal message to Daryl that she hadn't left him by choice. "It would've happened sooner or later," she said. "We were just so young it wasn't meant to last. And we both moved on."

"You remarried?" he asked.

"No, but you did."

"Are you seeing anyone?"

Yes, a man that I'm fully and completely in love with. "No." That was the smarter answer. She couldn't let Phil know she had a man she was trying to protect.

The sun was setting low in the sky, and Daryl was watching from the roof of the hotel. Foot steps echoed behind him, and he turned to see a tall figure walking towards him, as he sharpened the sticks for arrow, letting the pieces of wood fall off the roof.

"We'll find her," Rick promised, as he sat down.

"We'll?" Daryl asked, not understanding. It was only he and Mason going out and looking for her.

"I'm comin' with you," he replied, looking at the younger blue eyed man.

"Yew don't have ta. Stay 'ere wit ya family."

"No. Did you know she saved mine and Carl's butts back at the farm?"

"No."

"We'd both be dead if it weren't for her. She saved Lori's life too, when she took off after me. More people in this group would be dead without her. Mason, Olivia, Emily, Lori, Carl, and myself. Possibly others too. My point is. This woman put her neck out there for all of us, hell even when she left, we have to do the same for her."

Rick had hit the nail on the head. Daryl couldn't put his thoughts into words.

"When we was camped ou' that nigh' after the farm...people was talkin' bout leavin' 'cause yew couldn't lead us. They wanted ta leave, and let Lilian take over as leader. Yew kno' what she tol' 'em?"

"What? Rick asked curious."

"Pretty much ta git over it and that she didn't want ta be their leader 'cause they'd do the same ta 'er."

"She's a really great person," Rick said. "Loyal as hell to."

"Tol' me she loves me."

"Did you say it back? Daryl shook his head.

"She had ta leave fer watch."

"Were you going to?"

"I wasn't sure. But now. I kno' I wanna."

"We'll get her back."

Growls erupted though the parking lot below. Rick and Daryl both looked down. Around them, and more coming from the trees there was a whole horde of walkers. There was no way they'd be able to kill them all.

"Yer call," Daryl said. "Fight or Flight."

Rick gave him a nervous look. On one hand he didn't want to leave the luxury of the hotel, but on the other he knew they didn't have enough ammo to take down all of them. But, where were they going to have another safe place?

"Flight," Rick said, his voice wavering slightly as he did.

AN: Cliff hanger! Ideas and Reviews are welcomed! By the way I was going to post this on tuesday...but my computer deleted half the story...