The quite speaking outside woke Fallon up from her blackout, followed immediately by pain radiating from the back of her skull. Instinctively, she grabbed her head her hand coming back sticky from dried blood.

"That fuck," Fallon said in an unamused chuckle.

Her eyes now fully adjusted to the dimly lit room Fallon took a look at her surroundings. It was literally a shack, one small window bringing in natural light. Fallon pushed herself back until she felt the rough wood through her shirt. All she could do now was wait.

"Wait so you're telling me Fallon is in there!" Jesse looked at his brother cockeyed "Fallon? My Fallon and you fucking locked her up, what the hell Trev you know her!" He tried not to raise his voice alerting the rest of the group

"You should be happy I didn't give her to Philip!" Trev reminded his brother. "He'd probably kill her on sight... He's going nuts..."

"Or he'd recruit her to help us get the prison," Jesse countered give him a light shove.

"I don't know, Jesse you don't know her anymore," Trev tried.

"I dated her for a few years I think I know her pretty well," Jesse disregarded his brothers concern.

"She's dangerous, everyone that's not me, you and Shane is!"

"Fallon? Dangerous that girl is 120 pounds soaking wet, I think I can handle it," Jesse laughed off his concern

"Would you just listen for a fucking second!" Trev spun his brother around when he tried to leave. "It's not a joke!"

"What!" Jesse hissed feeling the annoyance start to bubble.

Trev sighed he knew there was no winning this, Jesse was going in there it didn't matter what he said. Ever since Andrea died Jesse didn't give two shits about his life or about how crazy this world made people.

Jalissa pushed back the curtain the blocked the rest of the world from her room and to her surprise Rick was sitting there. She sucked in a breath not expecting him there, his tired blue eyes looking at her a half smile on his lips.

"Hey," she said after clearing get throat.

"Hi," he answered while patting the bed next to him.

Jalissa sat down nervously her stomach flipping knowing what was coming "Didn't expect to see you in here," she looked down avoiding his eyes.

"Yeah," he paused and ran his fingers through his hair. "I know I haven't been the best boyfriend lately,"

"You're busy I get it... And I can be a lot to deal with as of recently," her voice cracked.

Rick didn't say anything he took a second before responding "Who was that guy you were taking to yesterday?" He changed the subject.

"His names Lee, Daryl found him last week... He got separated from his group,"Jalissa answered "He just wanted someone friendly to talk to," she finished quickly seeing Rick get that look in his eye.

"Oh," he nodded.

Jalissa could feel how painstakingly awkward this was for both of them. So much had changed, both of them had... That crazy flu changed things, catching it really did...

Jalissa sighed "Yeah,"

Fallon searched her pockets for any of her hidden knives, but of course they were taken... People weren't stupid anymore. Then the door creaked to life a sliver of light showing through. Fallon took a breath and slid as far into the darkness as she could. She bent down ready to spring at whoever, or whatever, came through that door. The person at the door hesitated for a second before opening it and ducking in closing it quickly. Fallon stood up her brows pulled together... But he... Trev said...

"Fallon..." Jesse's voice filled the small room.

The sound of his voice made her heart jump "I... I thought you were bitten?" Fallon managed to squeak out.

"What? No... Is that what he told you to get you here?" He paused "what an ass. He really is turning into me," Jesse shook his head is tousled hair shaking about.

"Nobody should ever turn into you," Fallon chuckled.

Fallon looked at him from across the small room, the same feeling she had seeing Trev was amplified seeing Jesse... As much as she didn't want to as much as she knew she shouldn't Fallon walked across the shack and threw her arms around him. She felt him wrap his hands around her back and pull her tight into his chest

"I though you were dying! Fucking Trev is an asshole!" He voice was muffled from his shirt.

"Yeah... I though I saw you in the woods one day... That... Was my fault..."

Fallon pushed him away, "what the fuck is wrong with you! Why did he knock me out and drag me in here?!"

"We had to make it believable!" Jesse shrugged.

"Fuck you! I was ready to rip someone's eyeballs out with my nails!" Fallon shrieked crossing her arms over her chest

Jesse shook his head "Well I'm glad you didn't," he gave a half smile. "Why'd you just come with him anyway... I thought it take some doing?"

Fallon looked down "I... I don't know when he said you were bit I... I don't know I just felt like I needed to see you... But now that I know it's not true I kind of want to feed you to the walkers myself," she paused and looked up at him "Jesse why am I here and don't bull shit me,"

Jesse avoided her gaze and took a deep breath, "Philip is planning an attack and frankly we need people and when I saw you I figured you be the right one,"

"Are you serious? Why are you attacking people! There's enough to worry about let alone people fucking attacking you... What did they do to deserve this?" Fallon asked her arms crossed over her chest.

"What does it matter anymore?" Jesse have her a sideways look.

"It always matters. When did we stop caring about people's lives?" Fallon countered her sharp gaze not faltering from his.

Jesse looked down "When they stopped caring about mine, when you need to fight for what you have and what you want," Jesse replied his voice dark.

Fallon nodded "I agree but killing for sure isn't the answer,"

Jesse clenched his fist getting frustrated that she wasn't seeing it his way "Fallon how could you say that, when Shay died you were ready to rip someone's face off and make them eat it,"

Fallons body went stiff at the mention of her cousins name. Her teeth clenched her fists balling. Before she could form a thought get body sprung into action jolting forward and with all her might knocking into Jesse throwing him onto the door with a thump and a rattle of a lock. Fallon reached behind him into his belt where she knew a knife would be sitting, her fingers wrapping around the hilt. She pulled with one motion she pressed it against his neck the blade just under his jaw.

"Don't you fucking dare bring her name up! This is nothing like that!" She hissed through her teeth.

She pushed him again this time the door busting open, both of them tumbling out onto the dirt. Jesse took the chance and grabbed for the knife knocking out from her grasp sending it flying to the left of them. Fallon pushed herself up from the ground ignoring the sting from her shoulder and lunged for the weapon. A tug on her leg stopped her from reaching it, looking back she saw Jesse grabbing onto her. His fingers tightly wrapped around her ankle, knowing she couldn't get away she spun around to face him. Lifting up her other foot she brought it down on his forearm earning a grunt and him letting go of her ankle. She trudged to the knife and picked it up running her finger over the blade.

"You need to sharpen your blade," she grunted tossing it on the ground next to him.

Fallon wiped the dirt on her hands on her jeans and started walking to the treeline ignoring the looks from the people who saw the altercation. She was almost there when footsteps advancing quickly behind her put her on edge making her turn around.

"Woah there," a deep voice from a man with an eye patch said his hands up in defense.

Fallon just raised an eyebrow at him.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Philip," he held out his hand.

Fallon took it "Fallon," she answered reluctantly.

"What you did back there was something," he complimented making Fallon's stomach turn.

"No, it wasn't," she answered shortly wanted to get out of there.

"But it was not many people could take someone down that's twice there size," he replied.

"I've learned allot,"

"Well I think someone like you would fit in quite well here, especially since you took down my number two guy," he offered a smile on his smug face.

"Thanks but..." Fallon paused "Jesse said you were planning to attack some people?" Fallon dug.

"They took something from me that I want back," his voice darkened the obvious facade breaking for just a second.

He was good, he had everyone tricked he would have Fallon tricked if she didn't have so much practice looking past facades, thank you Daryl.

"What did they take?" Fallon asked.

"A home, well a place to call home, it's safe, you don't get much safer than a prison,"

"A... A prison," she stuttered.

"Yes," he paused "so you want to join us? No no, you know what have a seat take a second to decide,". He said his arm pushing her forward with force.

Daryl pulled out a bolt and cleaned the dried blood off of it, chipping off the chunks with his fingernails. He let out a breath and sat back, almost angry there was nothing to do and bored out of his mind. It was only noon and everything he had to do today was already done… Daryl popped the bolt back into the bow and slung his weapon over his shoulder heading out to the yard.

"Daryl!" a female voice called from down the hallway "Hey! Hang on a sec!" he finished when he didn't stop.

Daryl sighed and stopped by the door and turned around "Hi Emily," he answered.

"Hey!" she answered brightly "Um yeah I was looking for you today, but Lee said you were gone early this morning,"

"Mhm," he nodded "Didn't have nothin' ta do so I went out early,"

"Oh, cause you said you'd take me out next time," she gave him a hopeful smile.

Daryl looked at her confused his face scrunching at the thought, would he really say that? "Um,"

"Well if you're not doing anything maybe we could go now," the hopefulness in her voice annoying him and making him want to laugh all at the same time.

"Yeah, sure just keep up," Daryl grumbled.

He hadn't taken people out with him in a while, especially hunting, that was his alone time to reflect and shit. Unfortunately, he didn't find anything this morning so another trip was going to be necessary, this was a good a time as any. As for his hunting partner, she was okay enough, a little bit too excited for his taste but she said she knew what she was doing; hopefully she does.

The fence was opened and Daryl stalked out and headed for the tree line quickly and quietly his crossbow drawn just in case of anything. Behind him he could hear Emily stomping around and tripping on twigs. Daryl grumbled underneath his breath and quicken his gate to get far enough away so whatever he was hunting wouldn't get scared off.

"Daryl?" he voice called from behind him.

He stayed silent his attention on a squirrel searching for an acorn on the ground. Aiming his bow the animal came into the crosshairs, taking a breath he held it, pulled the trigger and exhaled. The bolt flew lodging itself into the bark of a tree that was behind his intended target, the squirrel nowhere to be scene. Daryl stood up confused and looked around, his eyes finding Emily a few feet from him a sorry look on her face.

"Sorry… I think I made it run away," she shrugged.

"Ya did," Daryl grumbled turning his back to look for another target.

"But, I think I got it," she yelled to him. Daryl stopped and turned back to her, squirrel in her hand a disgusted look on her face "Here," she tossed it to him.

Daryl grabbed it and looked back at her "You got it?"

"Yeah," she smiled brightly.

Daryl gave an approving look but pulled back immediately "Lets go," he cleared his throat.

"You didn't think I could do it could you?" she caught up with him.

"Naw, I didn't, 'specially when you were walkin' al loud and shit," Daryl admitted.

She laughed "Honestly, I think it was just a lucky shot…" she paused "Can I tell you something?"

Daryl felt his muscles tense "Mhm,"

"I only asked to come so I could hang out with you more," her voice was soft.

Daryl stopped walking for a second thinking of what to say, or if he should say anything… what would be better. The last female he let close to him is gone… those feelings aren't anything he wants to bring up again… he heard her walk up behind him and scoot so she was standing in front of him.

"Daryl, relax, I'm not going to hurt you," she smiled up at him.

Daryl cleared his throat and went to move around her but stopped halfway through, "You don't wanna know me," he tried to convince her.

She grabbed his arm, his body tensed "No, but I really do… I think it'll be a good thing for both of us," she paused "I'll have you and people wont be so scared of you,"

"You wont have me," Daryl corrected her.

"Sorry," she looked down "Listen, all I want from you is to give me the time of day what are you so scared of?"

Love… getting hurt again… Fallon… "Nothin',"