"SAM!" a familiar voice shouted, making me look up from my position on the ground. Rick, Andrea, Dale and Daryl were running towards the RV. I couldn't move. I just sat there with my mouth gaping while they ran.
"SAM!" The voice yelled again. I then realized it was Daryl yelling my name. This snapped me out of shock. I got up and started running to him, not sure if I was simply imagining the whole scene. I crashed into his chest as his arms wrapped around me, holding me tightly to him. I stared at his shirt as reality set in, until he pushed me back to look at my face.
"What's wrong?" He searched my eyes.
"I saw the explosion and thought.. You didn't.. Make it." I blinked. " I thought you were all gone and that I'd never see you again."
"I'm here now. I ain't dyin' any time soon. Remember that. I'm allways gonna be here." He said, pulling me closer to him. I gave a tight squeeze around his waist then let go.
"We should probably go check on everyone else." I said, remembering everyone in the RV.
"We will, but I wanta do this first." Daryl said as he wrapped his arms around me, lowering his head to crash his lips into mine. The kiss was quick and stolen, but it was enough. He pulled away, revealing a smirk on his face and gave me a slight push in the direction of the door. Reluctantly, I walked into the RV and listened to Rick.
"We're going to go to Fort Benning. Try to find shelter there." He said to the group.
"And what happens if there isn't any shelter there?" I asked.
"We move again. It's all we can do." Rick replied. "Everyone get to your vehicals and we'll leave."
I looked over to Daryl, who nodded and left the RV. Everone trickled out to their cars as I climbed on the back of the motorcycle. We drove until we hit a trafic jam of empty cars on the highway leading into Fort Benning. As the other vehicals slowed to a stop, Daryl and I continued on, checking to see if we could all get to the city.
"This is a graveyard." I said as we turned around to go back to the group. The cars were filled with corpses and the belonging of the people who used them. As we reached the group Rick spoke. "Is there any way through?"
"Ya. Gotta push the cars outta the way though." Daryl answered as he turned the bike off.
"T-Dog, you check the cars for gas, see what we can get. Everyone else start looking through the cars for food or weapons." Rick commanded as he walked off. I walked away from the group, taking the cars that were away from everyone. Opening trunks I found a lot of clothing, pictures, toys, but no food or weapons. I moved on to the next car and had them same outcome. As I walked to another car I heard Rick shout. Spinning around to see what the problem was, Daryl caught me and pushed me to the ground, pulling me under a car with him. I looked at him, ready to give him shit when he covered my mouth and I heard the familiar shuffle of walkers. My breath caught and I squished myself into Daryl's body, getting as far from the edge as possible. Their decaying legs limped through the cars, filling the air with the stench of rotting flesh. Daryl's hand left my mouth and he disappeared from under the car.
I stayed there, lying under the car long after the last stragglers. I strained my eyes, looking for any rotting legs ahead, only seeing tires. I crawled out from under the car and looked around for the others. I heard Carol crying and saw everyone near the RV.
"What happened?" I asked Daryl as I approached the RV. He had been making his way from a truck with T-Dog is his grasp. There was blood oozing down T-Dog's arm.
"Sophia. She got chased into the woods by two walkers 'n' Rick went after her." Daryl said, pulling T-Dog towards Dale. Once we reached the RV, the attention of the group was pulled towards the forest, revealing Rick. He walked towards us, his face filled with sadness because Sophia was still missing.
