I had this chapter done a few hours ago but some things happened causing me to lose over 2k worth of words. So it's not exactly how I wanted it but for the most part everything is back in order. Hope you like it.

Mac panted adrenaline running through his body thicker than his blood. He stood tall and jumped up onto the hood of the sedan in front of him his eyes searching for anything that would let him know his brother was safe. Seeing nothing he felt like he was going to puke or kill something, anything. He was fuckin' done with this shit. If Daryl wasn't okay he'd rip this world to shreds.

"Mac." Andrea's voice broke him from his thoughts.

Looking down at her he grunted and jumped landing in front of her. He was bouncing on the balls of his feet unable to hold still the adrenaline and anger making it impossible. He'd be like this till he seen Daryl, the fucker always had a way to calm him down like no one else could. Rolling his shoulders he growled at the people he was stuck with. Dale, Lori, Carl, Jacqui, Amy, and Andrea. The last two he didn't mind but the rest could all take a big lick of his ball sack.

Looking at Andrea again he licked his lips. She was flushed and had a fine layer of sweat coating her skin making the sun glint of her sun kissed skin. Her hair was sticking to her skin and her clothes were starting to stick drawing his eyes to her tits.

"Gotta move." He grunted.

Andrea trailed after him not being but a few away from him at all times. She had a hold of Amy's hand pulling her along with her as they weaved through the disaster zone that was the parking lot and streets. These people were like a herd of cattle breaking through a briar thicket that had a layer of glass on the ground. Loud as fuck and annoying. He was going to kill one of them or his self before this was over.

"We need a break." Lori snapped.

Mac gritted his teeth when her voice met his ears feeling his patience with this woman shatter. She was the goddamn fuckin' reason he was split up from another brother. The only thing he had left in this world. Snarling he turned but Andrea was in front of him shaking her head her eyes pleading.

"Let it go Mac. It'll do no good now." Andrea sighed.

His eyes landed on Lori and scorched her with his disdain and loathing causing her lip to curl. Bitch was pushing it. If she was smart she'd shut her fuckin' mouth. Aint a goddamn one of these people that would be able to stop him or wrangle him when he moved to snap her crane like neck.

Ignoring the group he started going through his pack jerking out water and taking a deep drink. His mind flash to the look his brother gave him before hauling ass. Carol and Sophia had been right behind him both moving like their lives depended on it, and goddamn it did. He knew his brother though he'd die before he seen one of them get hurt. Daryl hadn't said much to him about the woman since admitting he felt something for her. But all the same, he knew his brother good enough to know that he'd protect her with his life. Mac just hoped that Kit or Silver Fox either one got in trouble cause Daryl would step in the line of fire for them.

"Well it's his fault!" Lori hissed. "If he hadn't brought us this way we wouldn't have seen the walkers."

"DO you really believe that?" Amy questioned, "He's the only reason we're alive."

Mac turned at the sound of Amy's voice defending him. He smirked walking closer to the squaring off women his eyes sweeping the area seeing if they were clear of any threats. He had never spoke a word to Amy but he figured it was like him with his brothers. If someone was with them then he'd be goddamned if someone ran their mouth or fucked with them. Not saying he was with Andrea but he was fuckin' her. He could hear Daryl's mocking voice in his head telling him he was full of shit. It made him smirk and he moved closer to them again.

"YES!" Lori moved closer to Amy. "If you two would stop being whores then maybe you'd see what's right in front of you." Lori hissed again.

Before Mac could move Andrea's hand connected with Lori's face hard enough to rock her form side ways. She slapped her three more times before Dale grabbed her wrist. "Listen bitch say what you want about me but don't you dare say shit about my sister!" Andrea growled her chest heaving.

Mac moved over seeing Andrea moving towards her again and his arm went around her waist. He lifted her with ease and pulled her into his body and spun around walking away from the group. Her feet dangled as he walked a good distance before setting her down. Andrea turned to him her face livid as her chest heaved.

"Now my hand hurts." She hissed.

Mac barked out a laugh, "Goddamn." He looked her over licking his lips. Seeing her go after Lori like that had his blood pumping, "The second I get you alone I'm gonna fuck you through the first thing I get you against." His voice held a carnal promise.

Her breath hitched and her hand grabbed his shirt jerking him forward. Mac backed her against the vehicle and pinned her in place with his hips as he dominated her every movement and mouth. She moaned into the kiss as her sweet taste and coolness clashed with his own fever.

Mac growled pulling away from her, "Next time you hit that bitch, make a fist and put her on her goddamn ass."

Mac stepped away from her adjusting his pants and letting out a whistle, "Get your shit we gotta move."

Dale appeared next to him, "Son where are we going? The group is split and unsure of the others."

Glaring at him, "Aint your son Golden Pond. Plans the fuckin' same. Get you fucks to the safe house so I can go look for my goddamn brother and save department dumbass."

Dale nodded at him, "Lead on then."

Mac took off not waiting on everyone else. They'd fall in line or fall behind. It was survival, get your shit moving or get ate. Lori was quiet for once but he knew it was only a matter of time before she started running that cocksucker again. And just like he knew she would her huffing and puffing started building as it started edging closer to night fall. His nerves were shooting up being separated for Daryl this close to dark but he had to trust that he was safe or he was gonna knife that bitch in the face for calling the walkers down on them.

"How much further!" Lori hissed.

Mac stiffened but kept quiet trying to listen for any sounds close by. They were just a few blocks away and he was more than ready to get away from them a while. Moving quick and slow he made it to the walker he had heard shuffling and slammed his knife up through the base of the skull blood pouring down his forearm. It was a fresher turn, the blood was still crimson instead of the rotted and malodorous.

He grimaced and his eyes swept what he could see in the rapidly fading light. The sound of a yelp had him turning seeing walkers coming up behind them. Lori screamed out and the walkers pin pointed them instantly.

"Fuck!" He barked and started towards them.

He jerked Carl back away from one of the cars and slung him to Dale, "Pawn shop, doors broke but the apartments at the top of safe. Two blocks on your right. "

Mac started working through the cars back to the group as the sounds of distress and fighting met his ears. Jacqui was inside a car a walker slamming against it trying to get ot her and he drove the knife into it's skull not stopping to check on her. He could see blonde hair up ahead and swallowed only seeing the one.

Coming around the car he was met with the sight of Andrea backing Amy up keeping herself between the walker and her baby sister. Lori was in place screeching and shoving Andrea in front of her. Mac snarled and moved to take out the walkers moving on them. There were to many just for him but he could clear enough so that they could get away.

Mac jerked Amy behind him free and clear but couldn't reach the other two. Lori was making no attempt to ward of the walkers but instead looking to him. Andrea hadn't seen him yet and was looking around frantically for something to defend herself with. Jacqui appeared next to him taking Amy from him her arms wrapping around the girl as she cried.

Mac felt panic welling up in his throat as he watched them get cornered. He could hear Daryl now for letting the women get hurt on his watch. He didn't like Olive Oyl but he didn't want to be the reason she was dead just yet. He didn't need that on his conscience. He'd be goddamned if he let Andrea bite the dust in front of her sister.

Mac appeared in behind the walker that just made it Andrea and jerked it back as it pulled her close and sunk it knife into the back of it's head. The knife point peaked out at her startling her and she lifted her eyes to his. Pushing pulling her to him and still moving Lori screamed her eyes panicked. Mac started moving quick but she was backing herself into the funnel of cars leaving her with no way out.

Mac took of at a dead run killing everything he could. Lori met his eyes just as the first walker met him. Regret washed through her eyes before pained pierced them and her scream broke through the air. He snarled driving his knife harder as the sound so of more groans met his ears. Andrea was calling his name but he had to get Lori. Her son needed her no matter what a piece of shit she was.

"MAC!" Andrea shouted. "We gotta go!"

Mac's eyes finally focused on where Lori had been and seen and heard nothing from her. Swallowing he turned to her and grabbing her hand jumping over the hood of a car taking her with him.

"GO GO GO GO!" He barked at Amy and Jacqui. Lori's screams had brought a herd down on them. He had to get them moving before they finished with what they were focused on and started after them.

Andrea stumbled and he stopped long enough to jerk her up right again and start running. He quickly caught the other two women over taking them leaving them to follow him. His grip on Andrea's hand was iron tight and likely crushing. She kept her grip just as tight running for everything she was worth.

Letting out a breath at the sight of the pawn shop he shoulder checked the broke door knocking it wide as he blazed through. The women were inside after him and he double over his chest heaving trying to get breath. "Up stairs." Was all he got out before moving to the door and moving shit back in front of it.

Jacqui moved pulling Amy with her leaving Mac with Andrea. He planted his hands on his knees getting his breath after the door was in place. "Fuck. Fuck. Just fuck this goddamn shit."

Andrea moved to him her hand smoothing down his back and he grunted. "Mac...you tried."

"You gonna tell him his mom is dead but I tried? You gonna tell his goddamn father is likely dead now his goddamn mom?" Mac growled.

Andrea pushed him upright and moved in front of him, "I don't know what will happen tomorrow when we find Daryl and the rest. But I gotta believe that the world wouldn't take both his parents right away. If it does...well he's got the group to look out for him don't he?"

Mac felt like his jaw was going to break with how tight he was clenching them. Her pale green eyes were on him and he couldn't look away. "Fuck. Why did she back herself into a goddamn corner?" He snapped.

Andrea's eyes softened but let him vent and pace. He finally started his way up the steps hearing Carl crying with the soft sounds of Jacqui talking to him. As soon as he cleared the steps Carl's eyes were on him wide and tear filled. The look in his eyes reminded him of Daryl when they had found out their mother had died. It was eating at him and he nodded to them all as he passed heading for the room that held his and Daryl's shit.

Slipping inside he tore his blood soaked shirt over his head and stood in the room looking at his brother's shit. Swallowing he forced himself to focus while feeling like his mind was going to split in half. Andrea slipped up next to him her eyes checking him over.

"I'm fine. "

Andrea nodded but kept looking him over. He really was covered in a lot of blood. Grabbing up a shirt he didn't even look to see if it was Daryl's or his before jerking it over his head. He dropped on his bedroll and through his arm over his eyes. He had been hoping Daryl would be here when he got here but there was no such luck. He wouldn't have chanced moving the girls this close to dark anyways.

Andrea set down next to him and he heard another set of footfalls come in the room, "Can...Can I come in here?" Amy's timid voice questioned.

Andrea's hand was on his arm her nail lightly raking his skin, "Get in here if your coming." Mac sighed. He knew he wasn't going to be sleeping anyways. He was to keyed up and he felt like shit.

Andrea's hand started up the soothing motions again before going to his side. "Roll over."

Mac moved his arm and looked at her, "What the fuck for?" Amy was setting next to her.

"Just do it."

Growling Mac rolled over on his stomach and groaned at the change feeling his back pop. He was tense and stressed out. Andrea moved closer to him pushing his shirt up his back. Her hands started smoothing across his back kneading the muscle as she went. Each place she came to she worked causing him to groan. It was lulling him to sleep. He nodded off to the sounds of their soft voices talking and the sounds of Carl's soft sobs in the next room. Tomorrow had to be better than this bullshit of a day that was goddamn for sure.