Isis' P.O.V.
"I wouldn't get to close, officer. Andrea is getting her ass chewed out by a United States Marine. A Marine that could kill someone with her pinky finger." A familiar voiced teased. We all turned around, shocked looks crossed everyone's face at seeing my sister stood there.
"Ivy?"
….Now….
Ivy P.O.V.
"Ivy?" My sister asks, with tears in her eyes. I nodded. She lunged forward, pulling me into a hug. The hug was tight ant panicked. I held onto her tightly, not wanting to let go. I almost didn't make it home. And that scared me, no matter how calm I act those beasts scare me. She pulled back first, only to smack me.
"Ouch! What was that for?" I yelp, cradling my cheek.
"Where have you been? I thought that you had left me or worse gotten eaten by a damn Walker! You didn't even try to radio in." She glared at me.
"I am fine, Issy. I just got stuck in a shop for a little while. Once I was able to get out, I came straight here. I would never leave you here by yourself. Especially with these people." She just nodded. I could see a couple of people had disgruntled looks on their faces, I think it was from my last comment to Isis but I don't really care. Once we parted completely, we saw that the group was watching us.
"Haven't ya'll ever seen two sisters hug before?" She hissed. I saw that Ansley was watching me with big doe eyes. I bent down and held open my arms. She ran into them, hugging me hard.
"I am glad that you are alright." She whispered in my ear before going back over to Carl. I smiled and went back to the Humvee. I quickly changed into a blue plaid shirt with a white tank under it, a pair of blue jeans, and my biker boots.
I went to the back of the Humvee and set out some packs that I found while hiding from the Walkers. I pack each bag a little differently.
For Coral's back, I put in some little girl clothes for Sophia, some tanks and cargos for her, and a couple of shirts for Ed. I also put some hygiene products from this drug store that Isis and I hit before coming here.
For Lori's bag, I put in some underwear and shirts for Carl plus some new pants, a couple of new shirts for her, and a couple of outfits for Officer guy; I also gave them hygiene products.
Shane got clothes and hygiene products; I may have also put some condoms in his bag.
I gave Dale and Ansley a couple new outfits, along with hygiene stuff. I snuck in a new pair of shoes for her.
Glenn got clothes, a hat, and some hygiene products. I may have thrown in some socks and lotion into his bag. I find that funny, I don't know how he will find it, but I can't wait to find out.
I made Daryl a bag with some sleeveless shirts and shirts with sleeves in it. I also put some loose jeans and a new belt in it. I may have put in a little more hygiene products in his bag then the others.
Amy and Andrea got the same thing. Well, everyone else got the same thing. Some just more than others, because of the size of their family. I went and dropped off each bag to their respective people and headed to reorganize the Humvee.
Once everything was nice and neat, I laid out a blanket to take a nap. It is exhausting fighting for your life then coming back to your group and putting together packs with things each group needs and having to pass them out.
….2 hours later…
After what seemed like minutes, I was woken up by the sound of fighting. I groaned, getting up from my comfortable spot and out of the Humvee. Once the sleep was gone from my eyes, I saw Daryl going after T-dog. I saw my sister looking a little panicked, so I ran over to her. When I grabbed her hand, she jumped. Then she saw that it was only me. I pulled her to the Humvee, only to pull out a paper bag and hand it to her, She breathed into it a couple of times before handing it back to me. I grabbed my pack and the pack I made for Daryl, which I hadn't set by his tent in fear Merle was in it.
Daryl was ranting and raving to himself about who knows what, when I came to a stop in front of him. He looked up from his feet, only to glare at me. I dropped his bag at his feet and turned to leave. Feeling a hand grip onto mine, I turned around and saw Daryl.
"I know you went with the group to the city. Were you apart of them leavin' Merle?" I look at him a little confused,
"Merle isn't here? I didn't know. I got stuck in a shop way down the block from where I left them. I left him to watch the streets from the roof with Morales. I just got back a couple of hours ago myself. I am sorry about your brother. He may have been a prick and asshole, but he didn't deserve to be left behind. Oh, don't look at me like that. You know your brother can be a dick."
"Thanks." He mutters, heading back to his tent with his bag.
I sighed and shook my head. I don't really understand how a guy who can be sweet, only when he chooses to, can be related to someone like Merle. I've only known this group a few days, but there are some of them that have become like family to me. I can see Daryl becoming really close family.
My bag began to slip from my shoulders, so I fixed it and headed off to the woods. .