《Running >> TWD, C.G》Nine
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Dale shouted to Daryl over his loud motorcycle engine. The man jerked his head back and Dale nodded.
"Uh, maybe we should just go back," Glenn said, unsure, "There's an interstate bypass -"
"We can't spare the fuel." Dale cut the Korean man off.
Addy was in the RV with Dale, Glenn, Shane, Andrea and T-Dog whilst they weaved their way through the dozens of cars parked on the highway, following Daryl on his bike.
"Jeez." Addy muttered from her place beside Andrea as they drove past a car with the body of a man and a woman, no doubt a couple.
"Do you think we can get through?" Dale murmured, but a soon as he said that something burst in the hood of the RV, forcing them to stop and get out.
Addy got out after Glenn, spotting Carl and Sophia with their families. She smiled at the two of them, earning two back.
"I said it, didn't I say it? A thousand times."
"Problem, Dale?"
"Oh, just the small matter of being stuck in the middle of nowhere with no hope of -", The older man stopped as he looked around, "Okay, that was dumb."
"Cant find a radiator hose here.." Shane trailed off.
"There's a whole bunch 'a stuff we could find." Daryl said, digging through the boot of an old car.
"Syphon more fuel from these cars, for a start." T-Dog suggested, earning a nod from Shane.
"Maybe some water?" Carol asked, holding onto her daughter.
"Food?" Glenn added.
"This is a graveyard," Lori said, and everyone turned to look at her, "I don't know how I feel about this."
Addy found herself agreeing as she had that feeling in the pit of her stomach, the same one she got the night the walkers attacked the camp and the same one she got at the CDC.
"Alright, alright, here we go."
"Come on, y'all. Just look around. Gather what you can."
"Wanna team up?" Carl grinned at Addy as he approached her. She smiled back,
"Sure."
Daryl scoffed as he watched the pair walk away with linked arms.
"What?" Rick chuckled at the man, asking even though he saw the kid's interaction.
"Them two." Was all he said as he continued to dig through a car.
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Addy and Carl started looking through cars on their own as Sophia had to stay with Carol. They had dug through a few cars but hadn't found anything of use so far.
"Hey Carl, Addy?" Lori called to them, causing them to turn around.
"Always within my sight, okay?" The two kids nodded as they continued searching for anything useful.
It wasn't long before they were ushered under the cars by Rick, Addy and Carl were confused as to why but complied nonetheless. The two kids got under a car together while Sophia got under one near her mother and Lori. Then they heard the groans, then the shuffling of feet.
Addy's eyes widened as the huge group of walkers passed. She subconsciously reached for Carl's hand, and he didn't complain when she grabbed and squeezed it. She could see Lori putting her hand over Carol's mouth to contain her sobs, seeing that her daughter was under a car alone and scared out of her mind.
The rough concrete scraped her knees as she shuffled closer to Carl for comfort. He gave her hand a reassuring squeeze, both for her and himself as they were both petrified. It felt like hours of waiting for all the feet to shuffle by, but in reality it was more like five minutes. The Dixon girl and the Grimes boy stayed as quiet as they could, given the situation.
When the groans and shuffling of feet ended, they waited a few moments to be given the all clear by an adult. However, Sophia started to slide out from underneath the car she was in, not noticing the straggler Walker. She cried out in fear as the Walker groaned and got down on it's knees to chase the frightened girl.
Sophia crawled under the metal railing and down the steel hill, the walkers hot on her heels as she tried to escape. Rick slid out from underneath a car and ran after Sophia.
"Lori, there's two walkers after my baby!" Carol wailed. Carl side-hugged her and she accepted, wrapping her arms around his torso as their friend got chased by monsters from their nightmares.
Daryl and Rick had stayed out looking for Sophia when Shane and Glenn came back, saying the two men would stay out looking a little longer for their friend.
"Addy, look at this!" Carl waved her over, looking at something in a car. Addy jogged over and peeked through the dusty window of the car to see a dead male Walker with a bunch of weapons resting by his side.
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Carl hesitantly reached for the door handle and pulled. He took hold of the steering wheel and reached for the array of weapons.
"Be careful." Addy's voice shook slightly as her friend leaned over the dead Walker to reach for the thing he'd had his eyes on for a while.
There was a snap and Carl fell backwards out of the car with a yell. Adelaide gasped and reached for his hand,
"You okay?"
"Yeah," He smiled, dusting off his pants, "Let's go show everyone!"
"Shane!"
"Carl, what happened?" Lori rushed over, worried for her son and his friends safety.
"Mom! Me and Addy found something cool!" Carl laid the arsenal down on the ground and grinned from ear to ear, over the moon with what he found.
"It's an arsenal!"
"That's cool, kids. Why don't you go give 'em to Dale?" Shane didn't even look in their direction, which made Addy frown slightly.
"Check this one out! Whoah! It's a hatchet!" The girl giggled at her friend as he picked up the weapon excitedly.
"Be careful, don't play with those."
"They're really sharp!"
"What did I just say?"
"Can me and Addy keep one?"
"That's up to Daryl, but no, you can't." Lori looked to Addy for a second before taking the hatchet out of her son's hands and putting it back.
"No way. Shane, Shane tell her to let me keep one." Carl whined.
"Hey, man. Go give 'em all to Dale. Go, now." He suddenly snapped. Addy frowned at him again. What had gotten into him?
Nonetheless, she followed Carl to the RV where he handed them to Dale.
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"You didn't find her?" Carol panicked when Rick and Daryl got back.
"Trail went cold, we'll pick it up again at first light." Rick reassured her as he climbed over the metal barrier.
"You can't leave my daughter out there on her own, to spend the night alone in the woods." She wailed.
"Out in the darks no good," Addy's father began, "We'd just be trippin' over ourselves, more people will be lost."
"She's twelve! She can't be out there on her own. What if it was your daughter out there?"
At this, Daryl stiffened and looked behind Carol at his daughter. He didn't even want to think about what could happen if Addy got lost in the woods without him.
"You didn't find anything?" Carol turned to Rick.
"I know this is hard, but I'm asking you not to panic. We know she was out there."
"And we tracked her for a while."
"We have to make this an organised effort. Daryl knows the woods better than anybody, I've asked him to oversee this."
However, Carol wasn't listening to Rick's words and instead had her eyes on Daryl's pant leg.
"Is that- is that blood?"
"He took down a Walker."
"Walker," Carol breathed out, "Oh, God."
"There was no sign it was ever anywhere near Sophia." Rick crouched to eye level with Carol.
"How can you know that?" Andrea stepped up from behind Carol. Rick looked at Daryl,
"We cut the sumbitch open. Made sure." He assured.
Carol took some deep breaths and sat down on the barrier, Lori soon joining her and rubbing her back comfortingly.
"How could you just leave her out there to begin with? How could you just leave her?" The grieving mother raised her voice.
"Those two walkers were on us. I - I had to draw them off. I- it was her best chance." Rick crouched down in front of the older woman.
"Sounds like he didn't have a choice, Carol." Shane backed his partner up.
"How is she supposed to find her way back on her own? She's just a child!" Carol wailed.
"It was my only option - the only choice I could make."
"I'm sure nobody doubts that." Shane nodded.
"My little girl got left in the woods."
Addy shuffled closer to Carl as tears stung her blue eyes. One of her best friends was out there and there was nothing she could do. Nothing anyone could do, and it was awful feeling. The worst she had ever felt.
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