I threw my hand up, stabbing the walker in the chin as it snapped at me. I sent my other fist into its stomach, making it stumble back a few steps. I jumped forward and stabbed the walker in the forehead and let go of the knife. The walker fell to the ground in a heap. I looked at my hands, seeing the contaminated blood covering them. I took a few deep breaths and bent over, pulling the knife out. I started walking back to camp when I heard something following me. I turned around and found Daryl a few steps behind me.

"What are you doing?" I raised my eyebrow. Daryl shrugged and continued walking, leaving me behind. "You are so strange." I whispered and then continued walking until I got back to the road. Lori had come back from the river and was walking with Carl. Hershal and Rick were leaned over the hood of a truck with a map. I watched as Rick lifted and hand and motioned for me to come over. I quickened my pace and stopped to lean over the hood.

"What's going on?" I looked up at them.

"We're looking for a place to stay for the winter. We can't have the group moving all the time with Lori being pregnant." Hershal stated.

"Wow. Congratulations Rick." I smiled.

"We were thinking that you and Daryl could push ahead, take a look and let us know." Rick stood, placing his hands on his hips.

"I'll ask Daryl. Should T-Dog come, get more gas?" I looked around, seeing Daryl missing again.

"No. He's going to go on a run with Maggie and Glenn." Hershal said in a harsh tone.

"I'll go find Daryl. When did you want us to go?" I looked at Rick.

"You'll need to go today, it's a far drive." Hershal said, tracing across a part of the map with his finger.

"Okay. Gimmie a minute." I said, turning away from them. I looked around, peeking around the cars before I walked back into the trees. I kept my eyes open for any movement as I walked. I stopped for a moment, looking around and listening for any thing. There was a crunching sound behind me which made me whip around and reach for my knife.

"Hey! It's just me." Daryl took a step back and raised a hand to push my hand away from my knife.

"I see that." I said sarcastically. "They have a run for us."

"What's it for?" He crossed his arms.

"Look ahead, see if there's any places we can stay for the winter." I shrugged. "We gotta leave, like now though."

Daryl nodded his head and headed towards the road. We walked beside each other in silence until we hit the road, seeing everyone walking around. They all seemed to be trying to busy themselves, but failing horribly at it. I looked at the truck and found Hershal and Rick still waiting for us. I threw an elbow at Daryl's arm and nodded towards the truck. We walked over and stopped against the side of the truck.

"So?" Rick crossed his arms.

"How long will it take?" Daryl asked, fixing his gaze on the map.

"About three days, depending on how fast you can get there." Rick said, pointing to the town we were headed to.

"Alright. We'll be back soon as we can." Daryl said, turning towards his bike.

"Anything else we should look for?" I called out to Rick.

"Food." He said, turning away to join the group again. I nodded and walked over to the bike, sliding myself behind Daryl while I tossed my back pack over my shoulders. The engine roared to life and started making its way down the road. I looked behind me, watching my new family shrink and slowly disappear.