Chap twooo:) Sorry for delay! I had no time, muse, or anything to get a second chap started at all. I promise updates will come sooner for all my lovely readers!(:

Screaming. The sound echoed to the small group who were about to greet Andrea. The smiles fell to the ground, and replacing them were odd frowns – joined by the faces of terror and shock. That scream. It was Carol! Daryl was off within seconds following the scream. His relationship with everyone in the camp was empty, but that wasn't the case with Carol. Yeah.. They had their arguments, their sides of not really getting along, but if he ever needed anything, or just to calm down, Carol was the one to talk to, the one to be around. If she died, he knew that was it, because he really didn't have that great relationships with anyone else. Well, maybe Glenn. It was fun when they joked around, but that was a different relationship.

Calling from behind him was the 'trying to stay calm' voice of Rick. He was what he considered, a leader. Although not all of them seen what was to him, he wasn't the greatest leader if anything. But he was something. "Carol!" he yelled out, as Daryl didn't speak anything as he rushed after Carol, all he wanted to do was find her. But Rick knew best to let her knew they were coming. If she was still alive. No, they couldn't even start to think of an if being in the situation.

Andrea's weak body tried to pull from T-Dog and Glenn, to try and follow them. She found herself the queen of the pack. She wasn't a fake one like Lori, she was the real deal. Easy to defend herself. But there was a small problem right there, she was too weak to even walk, forget defend anyone! As soon as the two let go of her, she fell to the ground with sudden impact, and groaned in pain. She hated herself at that moment right then, she couldn't stand to even look weak, forget actually feel it. T-Dog and Glenn immediately helped pull her over to a tree to lean against, then got Hershel to quickly get a little food for her, and Glenn got some water. If she was to even get the slightest strength back, she would need the aids of some resources no person could live without.

Hershel stood watching her, a little concern through him. Her clothes were simply torn terribly, her skin was marked with dirty mid and red blood marks. None of it shown her actual skin, and her body alone looked dead. Like she wasn't meant to be alive, like she had been bitten – on her way to one place they never wanted to go. To the life of the infected. Well, they all were.. But, none yet craving for flesh.

"Mi.. Mich..." Andrea started mumbling, trying to speak the name of who had saved her. A dark, mysterious hooded woman who easily would frighten both a walker and survivor. She stood in front of Andrea after slaughtering a walker who was about to kill – about to have it's lunch, and as Andrea remembered looking up to the figure, to the left and right were two walkers. But they weren't the deadly type. It was like they were trained like dogs, the way they just followed around, being attached to the chains that kept them together with the woman. Michonne was her name. Andrea's hero. She remembered that they spent a day trying to find Andrea's group, but had no luck. Then, the next day, Andrea found herself lost in the woods – again. No sign of Michonne, or her walkers. Not even a little hint. But she had to certainly admit that was a good thing she got lost. Because now she was back safe, with the group.

Andrea's eyes suddenly blinked, as she registered the concerned voice which must have called her name at least several times. Rick was kneeled down in front of her, waiting for a response. It was like she had suddenly blacked out to them, must have been a few minutes.. Andrea yawned a little, and turned her head with effort, to see if the scream was sorted. And it was, sat next to Daryl was Carol. A smile tried to push it's way out, but refused. The food and drink she had been given hadn't yet made her effect.. She was just too tired.

"Hey, Glenn, she needs sleep. Help me take her into there." Rick pointed to a tent, which Andrea looked at. Then, the two figures who started to appear blurry picked her slowly dying figure up, and took it along, placing her carefully inside the tent. One thing Andrea felt the whole way was a cold glare that was sent her way, and it still settled on the tent as Rick and Glenn left her there.

Outside was a different setting. The silence was all that was in the tent, while Glenn and Maggie walked over to each other, just hugging, with smiles. Like usual. While Rick was given a glare from Lori. Why? He had killed his best friend for that woman, done everything he could – for her. And none of it helped. One thing he hated. After all this time, she still hated just to look at him. But one thing she couldn't imagine was what Rick could have thought of her, and her little affair with Shane. But he didn't think anything – he wasn't the type to ever judge. It was just him.

Several hours passed, and Andrea woke up from a deep, and relaxing sleep. A smile finally formed on her lips, as she seemed to be happy and about again. She leaned up and stretched, and as she did, the eyes of Rick were caught by the sudden movement coming from her tent. He decided to check on her. He just casually popped his head in, seeing the smile on Andrea's face.

"Hey, sleepy. Feeling any better?" he asked, a small smile making her feel that bit happier. Another yawn came from her, the first from waking up, but the second of the day.

"Yeah.. Much better, thanks." Andrea replied, then Rick sat next to her. "Y'know.. I'm really sorry Andrea. I thought you were dead.. We all did. I mean, she said she saw you fall. Lori said you saved Carol, then you fell.. She said walkers got you. I'm sorry. If I was there and I knew you were in danger, I would have helped. Really. I can't stand that I just left without knowing everyone was safe."

Andrea nodded, having to this time force the smile. Lori. What a bitch! She knew there was something up with that woman, the way that she gave looks when Andrea returned. Cold ones. Evil ones. Stupid ones. Was this some kind of act of jealousy, or hate? Yeah, just like her, Andrea had her time with Shane. But it was nothing more than a moment, they both needed. Lori was married. With a child. And even after all that, she still wanted him! And lied to Rick, who deserved better. If only her and Lori had switched places. That stupid woman would be the one lost, in a forest, The great thing would be because she is so.. Dependent on everyone else, she wouldn't have a moment of survival.

Andrea took a deep breath. If Rick sensed her sudden load of anger, he would know something was up. And her brain wasn't up for making an excuse. "Rick. It's okay. You don't need to apologize. I have to admit.. I thought that was it, too. As they came towards me, their dead expressions frightened me.. I.." she suddenly started to let fall a few tears. Stupid. Stupid Andrea! She thought to herself, why cry in front of anyone, especially him? She hid her face as she tried to wipe away the continuously falling tears. "S.. Sorry." she muttered with almost embarrassment.

But a smile appeared over Rick's face. He loved to see that these people still had emotions in them, that they weren't becoming insane. He pulled her into a soft hug, "Hey.. It's okay, you're safe now. We won't let that happen again.. I promise."

The last word. Promise. It gave the tears a reason to stop, and slowly they started to. But a little shudder rushed down her spine. Something she hadn't really noticed before. An odd feeling about Rick, just.. Blew her mind. Almost like some kind of connection. She felt like hitting herself right then, as thoughts hit her through the head. What the hell, Andrea? This isn't a love story! It's a zombie apocalypse! She was just hoping it was a moment of weakness.

He stood up with a smile as he saw a loss of tears, finally, "That's better. When you're ready, come out. Daryl has gone out and got something especially for you, so you should get it before someone else does." he said softly before leaving, with a small chuckle. It felt good to have Andrea back. The girl of the group who could defend herself. Losing Shane - something that yeah, okay, was an option - effected their whole group with power. Didn't help with the loss of Dale. But they were getting that power back.. Andrea. She was back, and it was starting to get better for the group.

He remembered hearing her muttering during her sleep, and a name stood out clearly through whatever she was saying. Michonne. Not a greatly common name, no. But a certainly interesting one, and maybe, when Andrea was back to her full self, she would speak more about whoever that is. Maybe even show them. If the person is still alive. Because, that would explain why she was now alone..

You guys... I have a surprise (Yet awesome) death in the next Chap.. So keep an eye out for the next update!:)