Chapter 14

Past

He chuckled a little before nudging me with his elbow, "You act like you don't care about people, but what you just did proved that you do."

I leaned into him, "I never said that I didn't like people. I just don't like ignorant people and people that think that they are better than someone else."

He wrapped his arm around me, "Love you too, Cara."

"I love ya, Glenn."

Present

"I love ya, Glenn." I say, elbowing him in the side.

He chuckled, and pushed me towards my mom and Lori, "Go talk to your mom."

I put my hips on my hips, "Is that an order?" Sass very evident in my voice.

"Yes." He pushed me again.

I stuck my tongue out at him and walked over to my mom. She was talking quietly with Lori about something that I couldn't hear. They went quietly as I, awkwardly, walked up to them. My mom, being the emotional woman she is, pulled me into a tight hug.

I coughed, trying to get some air in and nonverbally get her to let go of me. Apparently, she didn't get it, because Lori spoke up, "Carol, honey, I don't think she can breathe."

She freaked out, releasing me from her hug, "I'm sorry, Cara."

I nodded simply, "It is alright, mom."

She bent down a little bit, "Are you okay? Do you feel alright?"

I rested my hands on her shoulders, trying to calm her down, "I am fine. I'm just a little banged up."

My mom frowned a little bit, "Daryl said that you had mentioned something about broken ribs."

Sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose, "I don't think that they are actually broken, maybe cracked but not broken. And it was from the explosion. It doesn't hurt to bad, I promise. Ed had done more damage than the blast."

She cried out, pulling me into another hug, "I still want to check them out. Just to make sure there aren't any broken ribs."

I shook my head, "I am fine. I promise."

She was gonna try and fight me on that, but Rick cut in, "Alright, guys. Since we are running low on gas, Daryl is going to leave behind his truck and ride ahead of us on his motorcycle. And Shane is leaving behind his Jeep to ride in my vehicle," I glanced over at Daryl, "We are going to take the Highway to Fort Benning." I sighed and walked away from the group gathering.

I grabbed my bag from the front of the truck and some of the others from the bed, moving to store them in the RV. I had to set one of the bags down so that I could open the door. I sat the ones in my hands on the floor of the RV and grabbed the one from outside of it.

I snuck the bags under Dale's bed in the back of the RV, trying to make room for the other bags plus me. As I stepped out of the RV, Daryl stalked passed me, grabbing the collar of my shirt as he went.

"I want ya to ride in the RV, away from Shane," He grumbled, grabbing the rest of the bags out of the bed of his truck. I watched as he looked glumly at his rusty truck.

I grabbed his wrist, "Daryl, I'm sorry that you have to leave behind your truck. I know that it means a lot to you."

He glared a little before letting it fall, "I don't know what you are talking about, Cara."

I shook my head and followed him to the RV. I held the door open for him, pointing to the back of the RV where I put the other bags. He dropped them on the bed, letting me put them with the others. We stood there for a second, before Rick popped his head into the RV.

"We are about to head out." Rick said, looking directly at Daryl. Daryl nodded, patting my head and followed Rick. I sat on the bed and slide the other bags under the bed. I did leave my personal bag out, so that I could have something to do on this long drive. I leaned against the wall of the RV and pulled out the Harry Potter book I was reading in Daryl's truck.

Andrea, T-dog, Glenn, and Dale climbed into the RV. Dale and Glenn moved towards the front, getting ready to follow Rick and Daryl. Andrea sat down at the little couch, while T sat at the table. The RV roared to life as I turned the page and I moved around to get comfortable.

~2 Hours Later~

I was almost to the part where Harry and Hermione fly in on the hippogriff to save Sirius from the getting the Kiss, when the RV pulled to a loud holt. I closed the book and set it aside, locking eyes with T. He shook his head and got up as well. As I walked closer, I got a glimpse of the situation outside. I noticed that there were hundreds of cars blocking our way. I let T and Andrea get out before me, so that I could walk out with Glenn and Dale. I kept a tight grip on my knife, preparing myself for any kind of situation.

Just like the last time we stopped, Rick had us come together to talk. No one really said anything, so Dale jumped in, "I knew that duct tape wasn't gonna last. I needed the pump from that cube van."

I look over at Glenn, a little confused. "The RV broke down. It is one of the reasons we stopped." I nodded in understanding. I guess all of my focus was on the book I was reading to notice the weird noise that RV had been making.

Rick shot Dale a sharp look, "If we can't find a water pump that can fit the RV, I am sure we can find some much need supplies."

The rest of the group nodded in agreement, well most of the group. My mom and Lori looked a little stand offish about the whole thing. I shook my head and took my knife out, getting ready to check some cars.

Shane stepped forward a little, "Alright, split up and search these cars."

Rick nodded at what he said, "Stay in yelling distance. Be alert."

Everyone nodded at him, going off to search the cars. I watched as my sister and Carl ran up to our mothers, looking eager to help. Lori made them stay within eyesight.

Not bothering asking for permission to search, I walked off towards the cars T and Daryl were getting gas out of. I waved at Daryl, signaling that I was going to be searching a minivan next to them. Daryl gave me a sharp nod, tapping his knife. I roll my eyes and raised it up, giving it a nice shake. He smirked and turned away from me.

I peeked into the window of the minivan, making sure that it was free of dead bodies and walkers. After making sure it was clear from multiple angles, I pulled the side door open and climbed in. There were several duffle bags with tiny droplets of blood on them. I gulped slowly pulled the zipper down, opening it. I opened it up completely, noticing that it was filled with teenage sized clothing. Sighing softly, I searched through it looking for anything other than clothes.

As I worked my way to the bottom, my fingers brushed against something that felt like paper. Letting curiosity get the best of me, I wrapped my fingers around it and tugged it out. It was a couple comic books. Superhero ones too. I blushed, thinking that Carl might like them. I stuffed them back in the bag, setting the bag off to the side. Ignoring the growing knots in my stomach, I climbed into the back of the van. One second I was reaching for a fat duffle bag, and the next Daryl slams the door of the minivan shut. I went to shot him a glare, but I was cut off by his panicked eyes. He motioned me to get down and be quiet. I frowned, wondering what he was going on about. I was going to ask, but a walker came out from behind a car. Daryl stabbed it in the head, pulling it on top of him. He hid next to another pile of dead bodies.

I looked around and noticed loads of walkers moving around the cars near us. I panicked as some got close the minivan I was in. I laid down and covered myself with a blanket that was laying on top of some random bag. I held my breath, trying not to move or make any noise. Closing my eyes, I tried to recite the Harry Potter book I had been reading. I got to the point where Harry was telling his friends about blowing up his aunt, when the minivan door slid open.

I jumped up and held out my knife, focusing my eyes. Daryl popped his head in, "Careful, girl. The coast is clear, you can get out."

Completely forgetting the bags, I climbed out of the car as fast as I could.

The knots in my stomach were still there, which means something was still going to happen.

Something did happen because as soon as I had myself situated, I heard my mom scream,

"Sophia!"

~A/N~

Hey, guys!

I updated again! Yeah! I know I cut off before things got good, but I did that because I don't what I wanted to with Sophia. I don't know if I should kill her or keep her alive. I think I might kill her, because it could help with Cara's growth… And because every time I write a scene with her and Carl together, I can feel Cara's jealously radiating through my computer screen.

Guest: I was kind of thinking about doing that, but making it like she was kind of free. She has spent most of her life protecting her sister from the pains of the world.

Don 77: As I was saying above, I think that I will kill Sophia off to set Cara free. But I am not completely sure. I have a lot thinking to do with the next few chapters.

Big thanks to MagicBrownie (love it!), ladybug213, and anyone that I may have missed for favoriting and following this story! You guys are awesome!

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G-V Princess