*QUICK NOTE!* I know this story sucks ass. I'm sorry. But, you know, I just do it anyway. J

And when Glenn or Elliot is speaking in Korean, I will make it bold AND italic. Just imagine it being Korean, if you can do that…

Glenn looked at her in shock. In fact, he was so shocked that he started speaking in freaking Korean.

"Do you really…You're not kidding, are you?"

Daryl looked at Glenn like he was crazy.

"What the hell was that coming out of your mouth just now?"

Glenn didn't pay attention and stared at Elliot. Rick could see the pain in his eyes.

And it wasn't just… "Pain is an unpleasant feeling often caused by intense or damaging stimuli, such as stubbing a toe, burning a finger, putting alcohol on a cut, and bumping the 'funny bone,'" pain.

((Taken from Wikipedia, don't kill me))

It was true pain that was eating him from the inside out.

It hurt Glenn so much he couldn't cry.

The poor Korean kid looked like he was about to throw up when the girl stepped forward and looked him in the eye.

"No. I'm not kidding.

I don't know you. My brother didn't look like you.

He didn't carry a shotgun around.

He wasn't scared like you.

He always wore hats.

He didn't walk around like this in the open in a world full of monsters.

He didn't have a guy with a crossbow and police officer as a friend.

He always smiled.

He was about four years younger than you the last time I saw him.

He was always there for his little sister.

He said he'd never leave her.

But he left anyway.

And I was alone to take care of myself because mom and dad were too busy praising the other two girls in our family.

They didn't pay attention to me, Glenn.

They didn't care that I was there.

You were the only one that did.

And you left me.

You promised you wouldn't.

You're not Glenn.

Who are you?"

((Okay, right now you're probably like YOU KILL THIS GIRL RIGHT NOW. SHE JUST GOT MAD AT GLENN. I feel like that too, but you know. Character development. :P))

Elliot stood inches away from his face. Rick could see the tears dripping from her eyes.

He stepped towards her and kneeled down. "Hey. I'm sure your brother had a very good reason. He wouldn't have left you if it wasn't important. Why don't we go back to the farm so you can meet everyone and you can rest? I'm pretty sure you've had a rough time." Elliot stepped back a couple of steps, surprised with what she had just done. She looked down and nodded. "You can ride either in the truck with me and Glenn or you can ride on the back of Daryl's motorcycle."

"I think I'll just ride on the motorcycle. Thanks…"

Rick nodded, got up and patted Glenn on the back. Glenn didn't make eye contact with Elliot as he turned around and walked back to the truck slowly, like he was about to pass out.

Daryl took Elliot to his motorbike and he noticed she was limping. "Kid… what… what happened to your leg?"

"What? Oh, nothing. I think I sprained it while running. It's fine, though. I'll live."

"No, you're bleeding. What happened?"

"I… I just tripped and fell on a branch."

"You suck at lying. What happened? You weren't bit, were you?"

She shook her head.

"There was a man who found me a week back. He probably thought I was one of them and tried to kill me. I moved, but he still got me in the leg."

"Bullet?" Daryl asked.

"No, I think it was a knife."

"How did you get away?"

"Let's… let's just say that those monsters can come in handy sometimes."

On the way back to the farm, Rick tried to get Glenn to speak.

"You okay?" Glenn didn't respond.

Rick decided to ask him something more personal.

"Why'd you leave her?"

Glenn looked down, at Rick and back down again.

"I don't really have an answer to that, Rick. I was just old enough to leave, and I did."

Rick smiled. "And what was that about her saying that her parents paid more attention to her other sisters?"

"I guess Elliot was sort of the out-cast of the family. She didn't talk too much. At family reunions we just sat together talking about stupid, random things.

'The weather's nice today.'

'Oh yeah, the grass is really green.'

'This has nothing to do with erasers.'

I kept her company until I moved out. And now I realize how stupid it was because I spent the last four years delivering pizzas."

Rick turned into the farm's driveway and stopped. "Alright, Glenn, go and rest. You'll need it."

Glenn nodded and got out of the truck with Rick.

The Korean went and stuck his head inside of Hershel's home. "New arrival, everyone!"

People gathered at the porch and Daryl could hear everyone muttering.

"New arrival?" Hershel sighed. "How many more people are you gonna bring here? Well, I can try and dig around for a new tent in my basement, but try not to keep your hopes up."

"No, you don't need to do that," Glenn replied. "She'll sleep with me."

"Won't that be a little weird? I mean, a stranger's just gonna sleep with you?" Carl asked.

"She's not a stranger, Carl. She's my sister."

Silence fell over the whole farm. All you could hear were the birds chirping and the chickens clucking.

Daryl walked Elliot over to the crowd of people and introduced her. "Here she is. Elliot Rhee."

"Oh my god, Glenn. You had a sister? Where'd you find her?" Maggie asked.

"We found her at the pharmacy that you and I go to on supply runs," Glenn responded, remembering that Rick had told Lori that was where they were going.

"Why did it take you so long?" Dale asked. "Did you get anything useful?"

"The store was overrun," Rick sighed. He was good at lying. "We couldn't get anything."

"Well, we're here. Let's properly introduce ourselves to her," Dale said.

"Hello. I'm Dale." He shook the little girl's hand.

"You already know I'm Daryl."

"I'm Rick. There's Lori, my wife, and Carl, my son. You two would make good friends."

"Nice to meet you, young lady. My name is Hershel." Elliot smiled.

"Hi. I'm Maggie."

"Shane."

"My name's Beth."

"I'm T-Dog."

"Hi, Sweetie. I'm Carol."

"I'm Andrea."

"Hi, Elliot. I'm Patricia."

"Jimmy."

"Um…Hi everyone. Nice to meet you."

"It looks like you've hurt your leg," Said Hershel. "I can fix it up, just come on inside and I'll take care of it. Patricia, go get the bandages and your sewing kit."

The three went inside and everyone went back to what they were doing before.

Daryl, Rick, and Glenn were the only ones left at the porch.

Daryl turned to Glenn and raised his eyebrows. "You okay, chinaman?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"Back at the CDC, though… what… what was that?"

"Well, our parents, sort of… didn't really pay attention to her. They were too busy with work, I guess. She said they paid more attention to my other sisters…. I don't know."

"That's messed up. Why didn't you do anything about it?"

"I don't know. I guess I should have, I mean I was the one taking care of her."

"Why'd you leave, Glenn?"

"For college."

"I thought you delivered pizzas."

"Well, I had to buy food and pay rent for my apartment."

Glenn laughed at himself. "I should have brought her to Atlanta, too. I don't know why I didn't. I mean, I could have stayed, too. I just… I should have…"

"It's fine. You don't have to say anymore." Daryl said awkwardly.

"Daryl?"

"What?"

"This is the longest I've ever heard you go without swearing."

"Well, fuck you too."

"Okay, your leg is all stitched up now. I'll replace the bandage later. How'd this happen?"

"A man thought I was one of those… things and tried to kill me. I moved, but he still got me in the leg."

"I see. Well, you can try and walk around now, but don't put too much pressure on it."

"Thank you, Hershel. And you too, Patricia."

"You're welcome."

For the first time it felt like the world wasn't ending.

Elliot walked out of the house and looked around at the farm.

She saw Glenn with his face in his hands.

"That's all he's been doing since we got back here," Daryl said.

She half-walked, half-limped over to Glenn.

"I'm sorry, Glenn."

She hugged him and he couldn't tell if she was crying or laughing.

"I missed you. I was scared, okay? I didn't mean anything I said..."

He held her tight so he wouldn't lose her again.

"I'm sorry, too. I shouldn't have left you. I missed you, Elliot. I missed you more than you could ever imagine. I'm just glad you're okay."

Elliot sniffed and looked up at her older brother. "Let's… let's forget that I said anything. Deal?"

"Deal. Um, did anything happen while I was gone?"

"No. Not much."

"How about mom and dad? Did they even talk to you?"

She hugged him tighter.

"I don't know why they didn't. It felt like they were blaming because you left."

"That's stupid. That's really…"

Elliot laughed.

"I know."

"I love you, Elliot."

"I love you too."

The end! Yeah, well... you know. It was my first ff and I wasn't very inspired when I wrote this. I'll make a new one that's slightly more depressing. Because, you know, who doesn't like sad shit, right? Peace out bean sprouts! Thanks for reading!