Decided to add another chapter tonight! Enjoy!

Chapter 7

The sun was setting by the time Tanyon started coming to. He groaned and brought his hand up to rub his face.

"Hey big brother, how's that headache," Blake asked as she started him pills Dale, the owner of the RV, had retrieved for her.

"Hurts like a bitch," Tanyon said as he rubbed the knot that formed on the back of his head, "What the hell happened?" He finally opened his eyes and looked around the RV. "Huh? You redecorate or something," he asked as he took the ibuprofen.

Blake chuckled at his question, "Not exactly," she said when she was interrupted.

"How's he doin?" Shane asked as he made his way into the backroom.

Tanyon saw him and immediately sat up straight.

"Who the hell is this?" he boomed as he stole a glance at Blake and looked back at the man in front of him.

"Tanyon, calm down," Blake began, "he helped us. He came up behind us in the woods, he's with the camp we were checking out."

"Christ sake," Tanyon said. He eyed Shane again. Shane decided it was the time to introduce himself.

"My name's Shane. I'm in charge of this camp. Like I told your sister earlier, we aren't going to hurt you. We just need full cooperation. I need to ask you a question or two," he finished, sticking his hand out.

Tanyon looked down at his hand and then acknowledged the gesture with a handshake. Tanyon looked up at his sister, giving her a we'll talk about this later look then turned his attention back to the dark haired man in front.

"Your sister was telling me you guys barely made it out of Atlanta," Shane began.

"Yeah," Tanyon said, once again looking at Blake not very sure on what details she already gave this stranger. The tension was thick when Shane finally cut it.

"Listen, I'm sorry about the knot on your head," Shane said, "I have a lot of people to protect. I had seen your sister yesterday and then seeing her again with a partner….well, kind of through me for a loop. I took the necessary precaution to keep my people safe. I want to know whether you are with a larger group.," he paused for a moment, then looked over at Blake. "I already talked with your sister, and I'd say if you are as nice and trusting as she seems you should be the same. I can't just run off assumptions anymore," Shane finished, bringing his eyes back to Tanyon.

Tanyon looked at Blake and then Shane and nodded, "I understand. You were trying to protect your own. But don't think I won't do the same for mine. If you're a threat to me or my sister, I'll win.

Shane cocked his head to the side a bit and proceeded to nod his head, "Well, you won't have to worry about us. I'm sure things will work out just fine," he said, looking Tanyon in the eye.

"So you're the head of this camp?," Tanyon asked.

"Yes" he paused, "and my partner, but everyone steps in and does their part around here. We have a few of our own gone at the moment," Shane said as he looked back out the window, a quick flash of anger showing in his eyes, "but hopefully they'll be back soon," he finished.

Blake looked at her brother and then back at Shane and felt she needed to make this decision. You can't trust anybody if you don't take a leap of faith in the first place. "Me and Tanyon would like to be a part of this group, help around whenever we can," she said. Tanyon shot her a look before he looked down. She could see the wheels turning in his head.

"..and we would love to have you," Shane said, "but you still haven't answered my ques-"

"Yes, we're alone," Tanyon interrupted.

"Alright. I understand why you kept that secret. I do. But, if anyone has an inkling that you guys are fucking with us and you bring people to harm this group, I will kill you," Shane said as he looked between both Tanyon and his sister, "Both of you," he said as seriously as he could muster.

"Understood," Blake replied. Shane nodded once.

"Glad we made that clear, now the two lovely ladies you saw fishing before actually brought back quite a dinner. Come on out if you'd like to meet the group, I'm sure you guys are hungry," Shane finished and smiled. He then stuck his hand out again to Tanyon and said, "No hard feelings?,"

Tanyon looked up at him, still looking a little pissed about earlier, he gave his hand to Shane and said, "Guess we'll find out," then he stood up. Blake looked up at her brothers outstretched hand and grasped it, standing up to go outside.

The group ended up being really pleasant. Many welcomed Tanyon and Blake. Some were skeptical. Blake sat next to her brother and Shane around the fire with other members of the group. She and her brother were introduced to the two blondes, which confirmed Blake's suspicion of them being sisters; their names were Amy and Andrea. She was introduced to Lori's son, Carl, who was next to Dale. She met an older African-American woman named Jacqui and her friend Jim. They were all very sweet.

As Dale finished off a story about his watch, Blake picked at the last remaining bits of fish that Andrea and Amy had caught earlier today. It was so nice to have some meat that wasn't squirrel and rabbit. As people started to relax and enjoy the dwindling fire in front of them, some started to excuse themselves from their mini pow-wow. As Blake eyed the forest in front of her she swore she saw the bushes rustle. After staring for atleast another minute she was satisifed that there wasn't any danger, she then put her focus on Shane.

"Hey Shane, me and my brother hav-," before she could finish a blood curdling scream rang throughout the camp, setting everyone off like a bomb as panic and fear shot through their bodies. Blake immediately grabbed her bow from behind her and spun around loading an arrow between her fingers. Near the entrance of the RV was Amy, screaming as a walker ripped into her arm. Blake let go and pierced the walker with an arrow, but before she could reload another walker was already clamping down on Amy's neck. Andrea sprinted to her sisters aid.

"Get to the RV, now! Get the kids!," Shane yelled as pandemonium erupted in the small camp as walkers started stammering out of woods, attacking people she hadn't come to meet. Blake turned and saw her brother taking a walker down with his hunting knife and kicking another as he tried to yank his knife out of the newly punctured skull. He must've left his gun in the RV, she assessed as she took out another walker who was about to make Tanyon its next meal.

Blake made eye contact with her brother who was taking walkers out with his hunting knife. "Bea! I left my gun in the RV, I don't know how many I can take at once," Tanyon announced, with slight panic in his voice.

"Tanyon, get to the RV, help the kids! I have a better weapon, just let me do this from a distance," she yelled back to him. She took out a few walkers near him. Tanyon took out two more walkers before looking over at his little sister again. With a fierce look in her eyes she swiftly took out more walkers coming his way, making it a lot easier for him. As he saw his sister's eyes, he also met the eyes of the undead that were coming in from behind her.

"Bea! Behind you!," Tanyon belted as he finished off another walker about to dig into his flesh.

Blake turned around and reached for her quiver. Fuck. None left. Blake felt the dread attempting to take over her body when she realized she had used all her ammo. Blake moved away from the approaching jaws and made her way to her previous victim, pulling her arrow out with a squelching pop. She turned around and realized how quickly the walkers had reached her, she stepped back and tripped over the falling corpse.

She screamed as the walker came down to rip into her, she rammed the arrow into the side of its skull before it took a bite. The walker fell onto Blake with a heavy weight. Blake was just getting the female walker off of her when it's friend fell to its knees next to Blake's leg. This is it. She thought. This was the end of her life, so soon. She felt the head drop onto her leg and she screamed. She felt no pain. Looking over the shoulder of the walker on top of her she saw an arrow sticking out of the back of its skull. She breathed a shaky sigh of relief.

She breathed heavily as she lifted the rotting corpse off her body and tried to slide out from underneath it. She stood up and realized that there were no more walkers. All she could hear was the sound of the children crying and the soothing voices of the mothers. She looked at the death around her, the darkness and flicker of the flames making the campsite look much eerier. Looking back down at the two dead walkers that almost ate her alive, she pulled out the arrow. It looked very familiar to her.

"That's mine. Give it up," a gruff voice said from behind her. She jumped and spun around and caught the eyes of the man that saved her.

"Daryl?"