AN: Sorry this one is so short, going to try to get another one up today. Keep the reviews coming, when I feel the love I write faster! LOL!

Rick

Walking the fence perimeter to check for weak spots wasn't the most enjoyable job but it was an important one, and it was one Rick really didn't mind. It gave him some time to think and clear his head.

He didn't think he was above such tasks and even when he was training new recruits back at the police academy he had never asked them to do anything he wasn't willing to do himself.

So he was out here today, making sure things were safe for his children to sleep tonight.

As he rounded the corner of the old supply building he heard a male voice saying "oh, yeah, baby, this will be good for both of us". He smiled to himself and rattled the fence a little bit so whoever was there would know they weren't alone and save all of them some embarrassment.

He heard rustling, the unmistakable sound of a zipper, and feet running in the other direction. He shook his head, still laughing to himself, and walked on around to the other side of the building.

The smile died on his lips when he was the small body lying on the ground. He ran to the girl and turned her over onto her back, not wanting to believe what he already knew.

It was Beth.

"Oh, no, no, no…Beth? Beth? Wake up, Beth, wake up!"

His officer training had him assessing the scene quickly and unemotionally, taking in the bruised face, blood running from the wound on her head, and her torn clothes. Her shirt was ripped in half and her shorts were on the ground beside her.

He quickly pulled her panties back up from around her knees and took his own shirt off, pulling it over her head as gently as he could, trying not to look at her exposed body.

Standing with her in his arms he began to run toward the main hall. The thought crossed his mind that he was once again running with a child that he was responsible for protecting injured in his arms.

Beth

Her head hurt so bad. She didn't try to open her eyes, wasn't sure if she could even if she wanted to.

She felt a soft, cool touch on her forehead and heard Carol speaking to someone over hear.

"We don't have any idea who did this. Right now we are just trying to take care of her and make sure she is comfortable as possible so she will wake up."

She had to tell them it was Logan. They had to know it wasn't Daryl.

"He said" everyone would think it was "Daryl" I tried to get away but "couldn't" fight him off. There was no one to "save me".

She heard Carol gasp as she slipped back into the sweet darkness where there was no pain.

When she woke again her eyes opened to the flickering light of a small candle and she saw Maggie standing over her. Her sister was saying something to her but the sound of her voice was drowned out by the noise coming from the cafeteria hall just on the other side of the door.

Someone was screaming, like a wounded animal.

Then she began to catch words…

"Kill him! …..gut him….animal…"

Daryl. That was Daryl screaming.