I turned around at the sound of my name, seeing Carol and Tyreese coming from the side door. It seemed like they'd just gotten here too, and then I noticed someone else was with them.

"Judith.", I said in a happy sigh, running over and taking her from Carol to hug her. Daryl slung his crossbow over his shoulder, still accessible in case. He was smiling from what I could see. "Little ass kicker.", he greeted, then nodded to Tyreese and Carol. He seemed happy to see Judith again, and even kissed the top of her head.

"Seen the rest of the group?", He asked them. They both shook their heads no. I frowned at that, but at least we weren't alone anymore.

"We were with the other girls but.. they're gone now.", Carol said, giving them each a long look.

A man awkwardly cleared his throat. "So I'm Gareth.", he said. "I'd appreciate it if you put your weapons down.", he glanced over every one of them. Tyreese was first, putting his hammer down on the ground slowly. Next was Carol. I put my knife on the ground and looked awkwardly to Daryl, who slowly set his crossbow down with a glare towards Gareth.

"All of your weapons.", he met Daryl's gaze. The intensity made my skin crawl. Daryl took the knife off of his side and tossed it on the ground. They pat us all down in case we were hiding any weapons. Slowly, they began handing us our weapons back. Gareth went to pick up Daryl's crossbow, but he got to it first. I took my knife from one of the men who held it out to me, sticking it on my free side. Judith's small hands were in my hair, tugging on my ponytail. She kicked her legs, a wide smile on her face. I'd spent a lot of time with her so it didn't surprise me she missed me.

"You all must be hungry. We've got plenty.", Gareth nodded to Mary. Daryl pulled the animal we killed earlier out of his trashbag.

"This is goin' bad soon. We'll eat this, save your food.", he told them, handing it to Tyreese so he could grill it. I wondered if he could cook. Tyreese began cooking the food, and the rest of us sat at a spare table. Daryl was close beside me, and then I felt his breath tickle my ear.

"It's a little deserted for a sanctuary.", he said in a suspicious tone. I scanned the place with my eyes, noticing a lack of people. Tyreese brought the food back, handing us each paper plates. Judith was old enough to eat real food now, but only small pieces of meat at a time since most of her teeth hadn't come in yet. Gareth sat at a table next to us.

"People come and go, usually only stay here a short time.", He told everyone. "But we wouldn't mind having more permanent members." Daryl, acting as group leader, told him we'd think about it. They showed us where we could sleep for the night. I handed Judith off to Carol again while Daryl and I found a place to sleep. I didn't exactly want to sleep alone tonight. Even if he wasn't beside me, just in the room with me it would give me peace. We got in the room and set our stuff down. The top of a mattress sat in the corner of the room, surprisingly clean looking.

"Judith's okay.", I said, smiling. She was almost like a little sister to me, I'd sing to her at night to calm her down, take care of her when everyone was busy. I guess I wasn't useless after all. Daryl shrugged.

"She's a survivor.. like you.", he glanced sideways at me. It sent butterflies to my stomach anytime he did something like that. I walked over, setting my hand on his. "I wouldn't have made it here if I was alone.", I told him truthfully. Alone, without knowing how to track.. would mean death for me.

"I don't think any of us would have.. I just hope everyone's okay. Even if you say they're all dead, Judith and Carol and Tyreese are okay.", I was rambling now, but his arms were around me.

"I could be wrong.", he said hesitantly. "I was wrong thinkin' everyone was bad in this world.", His hand grazed my cheek. I stared at him.

"You never told me what changed your mind.", I wanted to hear him say it instead of mumbling. He looked around the room awkwardly, and I heard a grumble from him. I bumped him with my shoulder, making him look at me directly now.

"You.", He said with a little less mumbling. Both of us moved at the same time, our lips touching gently at first. As if someone flicked a switch, things heated up and he was gripping my hips, pulling me to him. I slid his vest off, then the thin shirt underneath that and laid my hands on his bare chest, wondering what the hell I was doing. His skin on mine felt like relief and fire packed into one feeling I didn't know how to describe. His lips were on my neck as he picked me up, setting me on top of a table nearby. Sure I'd done this kind of thing before with Zach, but not exactly this far. There was a loud sound outside, which made Daryl stop everything he was doing and spin around. I felt cool air on my chest and looked down, finding at some point my shirt had been taken off. Looking back at him, I noticed scars covering his back. My finger moved on it's own, reaching out and gently tracing one with the tip of my finger. He flinched, but didn't move for a moment. I took my hand away, and kissed his shoulder instead. There was another loud crash outside. We grabbed our shirts at the same time, but I got to his vest quicker and slipped it on. He gave me a once over, then shrugged, allowing me to wear it. He picked up his crossbow, I took my knife out of it's holster on my side. Then, there was gunfire.

"Stay here.", He told me, pushing me behind him as he opened the door a crack. "Shit."

"Walkers?", I asked, attempting to peer over his shoulder.

"Joe."

[A/N: Sorry about the late upload, I wanted to see what happened on tonight's episode so I could still wrap terminus and all that around the show :3 SPOILER ALERT: Anyways, what. the. hell. No one died last episode and i'm pretty friggin' sure Joe isn't a main character so if they're counting that as the huge death.. Also damn rick just grab someone in their own territory and threaten them.. then continue running in the direction they want you to.. aghhh this episode killed me tonight with all the mistakes that were made. I'm still killing off who I thought was going to die., so that should be.. fun? Someone pointed out it may have been Beth yelling help me in one of those makeshift holding cells when Rick and the others were running from the gunshots that weren't going to hit them.. what do you guys think? This note's way too long already but also, what do you think about Beth's POV chapter?]