Just a reminder when on the Walkie Talkie! Daryl, Elliot, Glenn

Daryl kept the walkie-talkie in his pocket.

"Chinaman, I'll hold onto this. Don't want you losin' it."

It was a lie- Daryl knew Glenn wouldn't lose it. There was just something about that walkie-talkie that made him feel safer.

Look at you, redneck. Daryl thought. Look at how fucking soft you've gotten.

Rick and Glenn were in the truck behind him, and he was in front on his bike because he was the only one who memorized the way there.

Right.

Left.

Straight.

The CDC was a tiny dot in the distance, getting closer and closer as they sped along. The good thing about the end of the world was that you didn't need to follow speed limits anymore. Because who would pull you over?

Rick?

Rick.

He honked the horn twice, making Daryl stop. They agreed it would be two honks for the truck or two signal flashes for the motorbike if the wanted to stop.

Rick got out of the truck and motioned to Daryl to 'come here.'

"I'm not a fucking' dog."

"I know that, just come here."

"What, Rick? The longer we wait, the greater chance of the kid dyi—"

Daryl was going to say dying, but noticed Glenn standing there.

Rick shook his head.

"You're going too fast. Slow down. I know that there's no one on the road, but remember, Lori did hit that walker."

That's because she didn't look at the fucking road while driving.

"Fine."

Rick gave him a small nod and got back into the truck.

"Glenn, come on. Let's go," Rick said.

Daryl turned to go but heard Glenn say something to him.

"Do you really think she's going to die?"

Daryl sighed. He chuckled.

"If you don't get your ass back in that truck right now, yeah."

Glenn quickly ran back to the truck and hopped in.

Kid, you still alive?

Yeah.

By the time the trio reached the CDC, it was dark.

Glenn got out of the truck and slammed the door as hard as he could.

"Hey, short round, that's gonna attract them walkers."

"I don't care! We have to find her!"

Rick shushed them. "You guys have to stop yelling. She mentioned there were walkers near her, right?"

"Yeah. She's stuck in a building near the CDC."

Glenn scratched his head and yelled at Daryl. "Well, ask her where she is! We need to find her. She can't live forever without food or water…"

Glenn's face went pale and Rick told him to calm down while Daryl took the talkie out of his pocket.

Kid?

Elliot.

Yeah, Ellio-

What's your name?

Uh, Daryl. Daryl Dixon.

Okay.

Where are you?

Near the CDC. I thought I told you that.

I know. We're at the CDC right now. Which building are you in?

I'm…

Right. She doesn't know WHERE she is…

I'm in the building surrounded by walkers. It should be pretty obvious.

Daryl looked around and yelled back at the two near the truck.

"Any of you see a building surrounded by walkers?"

Glenn pointed. "That one over there."

It wasn't until then that Daryl realized the building.

A short one- probably the shortest in the city had fifteen walkers surrounding it.

It wasn't that bad. Five each.

Well, it wasn't bad until the trio only saw fourteen. Then thirteen. Then they heard a scream.

"Quick, Glenn! Get your shotgun!"

Daryl ran up to the building and shot one in the forehead. He could hear the sounds of gunfire behind him.

Quickly the walkers fell to the ground. But there was still one in there. Daryl ran in and saw two things.

A little girl, panting and crying, and a walker on the ground.

The walkie-talkie was in her hand. There was blood dripping from it.

Clever.

"Hey. It's okay. Calm down."

She sniffled and ran over to hug him.

This time it was different- having a little girl hug him instead of an older man hitting him.

"Thank you," Elliot said.

"Yeah."

Daryl pulled the walkie-talkie out of his pocket and showed it to her. "I got the other one."

"You can keep it," she said.

"I actually don't think I should keep it. Your brother should."

She stepped back from him, obviously confused.

"What?"

Daryl chuckled. "Glenn, come here. Somebody you should say hi to."

Glenn stepped into the building and stared at Elliot.

"Oh my god. Oh my god, Oh my god, Oh my god… Elliot!"

Then she said the worst thing that Daryl ever heard.

That Rick ever heard.

That Glenn ever heard.

She looked at the Korean straight into the eye and asked…

"Who are you?"