After our quick check for walkers before night fall I wasn't sure if I really wanted to be around Shane. He was getting dangerous and honestly he was getting scary too. After watching him point a gun at Rick it made me question the type of person he was. I was now worried about everyone's safety. When we got back Andrea was passed out in a lawn chair and Lori was sharpening a stick. Shane and Rick went to sit down with the rest of the group to discuss what we were going to do next.

"I've been, uh...I've been thinking about Rick's plan. Now look, there are no. There are no guarantees either way. I'll be the first one to admit that." There was a long pause and Shane looked up at Rick who was sitting across from him.

"I've known this man a long time. I trust his instincts. I say the most important thing here is we need to stay together. So those of you that agree, We leave first thing in the morning. Okay?" Shane finished telling the group. And with that everyone went to bed. I walked over to my truck tossing my stuff inside and changing into my pajamas. I sat on the hood of my truck looking up at the stars having my nightly cigarette. I was thinking about how the world was before all this.

How during 4th of July we would all have a big family barbecue. Me and Carl would run around with squirt guns shooting uncle Shane and Rick in the ass. We would get into big water balloon fights and watch movies on the side of the house. It was the perfect picture of a happy family. What I wouldn't give to have that back.

"Hey." A scruffy voice said, pulling me out of my thoughts. I looked over and it was Daryl.

"Hey." I said moving over on the hood of the car that way he could sit with me.

"So, you still leavin' ?" He asked sitting on the hood next to me.

"No. Us outcasts have to stick together." I said nudging him with a laugh.

"Good. Don't think I'd be able to stay these morons without someone to talk to." I handed him a cigarette,

"Aw Dixon, are you getting a crush on me?" I joked leaning back against the windshield.

"What. No. I can hardly stand ya'." I laughed at him.

"Chill out Dixon. I'm just fucking with you." I saw Daryl blush in the corner of my eye.

"Do you think we'll make it? You know to the C.D.C.'' I asked.

"Don't know. Just putting faith in Rick."

"What if there's nothing there for us? What if we end up in more danger than we are here?"

"I thought he was your family. Ain't ya' supposed to trust him?" I chuckled.

"I've known him for as long as I've known Shane. That's what makes him family. Nothin' more nothin' less. I'm just not sure it's the right call."

"Then why don't you tell Rick that." I sighed and sat up.

"Can I tell you something. Without you telling anyone else." I asked Daryl looking over at him and he nodded.

"When we went out for our patrol. I watched Shane point a gun at Rick. And I'm scared that if I didn't say anything he would have shot Rick. I don't even know my own family anymore." I didn't notice that I had started crying but I kept ranting.

"I just wish things would go back to the way they were. When we were all a big happy family. Those boys are the only family I've ever known and now. It's just me. I would rather be on my own than be with a group of people who I don't even know." Daryl looked over at me with a weird look.

"No offense to you Daryl. You're honestly the only one who I've been able to talk to about any of this stuff." He sighed and took a long drag of his cigarette.

"Look Raven. Things ain't gonna go back to what they were. That world is over and honestly the only ones that survive this world are the strong ones. And you are one of the strong ones. Trust me I've seen the scars on your arms. Now, I dunno if they are from your time in the military or if it's from your past but, I know a tough son of a bitch when I see one. And you are one." He paused and took another drag.

"I know you feel like you don't fit in with the group but you do. As long as I'm here you'll fit in." He finished.

"Thanks Daryl." He nodded and hopped off the truck.

"Where you sleepin' in a tree or something." I laughed and shook my head.

"Nah, I've got a very comfortable back seat to sleep in." Daryl looked at me then at my truck.

"Look I got an extra cot in my tent it was Merle's but, seeing as he ain't comin' back. Look, it's more comfortable than that backseat of yours. You're welcome to it."

"Wow Daryl, I usually make a man buy me dinner before sleeping with him." I said switching all my weight to one side.

"I'm fine, really thank you for the offer though." I finished and opened the door to my truck.

"Alright." He said walking away. That night I had wonderful dreams about that pain in the ass redneck.

I woke up the next morning and went down to the quarry for my usual 5 in the morning bath before anyone woke up. I got out, dried myself and walked back to my truck in my pajamas. Once there I pulled on some black underwear and decided to go braless today. I pulled on a pair of dark gray skinny jeans with holes in the knees, paired it with a green halter top with my black doc martens. I pulled my hair into a messy bun I didn't really want to deal with today. I strapped my handgun to my thigh and pulled my crossbow over my body. I didn't want to carry too much around seeing as we were leaving today. I hopped out of my truck and took a deep breath of the fresh mountain air. I could hear people finally getting up. It was about 6 or 6:30 in the morning now. I saw Rick walk off to a ridge overlooking the city. I was walking over to the RV to check up on Jim when I saw him shot up and I ran into the RV.

"Hey, Jim. Are you doing okay?" I said bringing him a glass of water. He nodded and took a sip.

"We are leaving for the C.D.C. Today. Here's to hoping that we can get you cured."

"You just gotta have some hope." He said I nodded and left the RV as Jacqui was walking into the RV.

"Hey, his fever has gotten worse. I gave him some water. I just don't know how much longer he can last." I said to her and she nodded and went to take care of Jim.

We all gathered around Rick and Shane.

"Everybody listen up." Shane called out, getting everyone's attention.

"Those of you with C.B.s we're gonna be on channel 40. Let's keep the chatter down,okay? Now you have a problem, don't have a C.B., can't get a signal or anything at all, you're gonna hit your horn one time. That'll stop the caravan. Any questions?" Shane finished.

"We're, uh...we're not going. We have family in Birmingham. We want to be with our people." Morales said, looking at Shane and Rick.

"You go on your own, you won't have anyone to watch your back." Shane said, looking at them.

"We'll take that chance. I gotta do what's best for my family." Morales answered looking right at Rick.

"You sure?" Rick asked

"We talked about it. We're sure."

"All right." Rick dug around in the gun bag and pulled out a .367 and gave it to Morales with some extra ammo.

"The box is half full." Shane said, handing the box of ammo to Morales. Daryl got noticeably irritated with the boy's actions.

"Thank you all for everything." Morales's wife said. Everyone gave them hugs and said their goodbyes. I just stood off to the side with Daryl. I didn't really know the family that well and we didn't really get along all that well either.

"Channel 40 if you change your minds." Rick said to Morales before they went off to pack up into their own car and such.

"What makes you think our odds are any better?" I heard Shane ask Rick. Rick just looked at Shane and they stayed silent till Shane yelled for everyone to get ready to go. I walked over to my truck and made sure my motorcycle was still secure to the back of my truck and put all my stuff away properly so that way it wouldn't fly around why I was driving. The RV went first and we all followed after I pulled up the rear, and with that we were off for the C.D.C.