Hello and welcome to my first Walking Dead fanfiction! After writing Sherlock for SO long, I needed some American writing back! Less research and easier to write, excluding the restriction to time frame and looking up information about the state of Georgia. I personally never been there, but I hear it's beautiful. Yes, this is a Daryl x OC, and trust me- I TRIED RESISTING. And I don't feel anything personally, like I do for Sherlock. I just read a lot of Merle x OC and Daryl x OC and thought I'd give it a shot. The Walking Dead seems to be an easier thing to write plot wise compared to Sherlock, but we'll see. Enjoy!

"I'm sick of camping."

"Hmm."

"Sick of pitching this damn tent."

"Hm-hmm."

It's been going on for about an hour now. Standing guard for the thin tiny teenager, who was currently taking down the tent they slept it the night prior. Angela was growing weary of her little sister's whining. Sure, it wasn't the easiest life they had currently, but they had to make due with what they got.

The apocalypse- it's said to happen one day by the judgement of the Christ Lord himself; The dead would rising again! Angela was pretty sure she missed something when forced to church growing up. She wished that damned priest was still alive back home to rip him a new one, excluding the fact; yes, the dead would rise, but forgot to mention they would eat you!

"I'm sick of-"

"Y'know what I'm sick of?" Finally losing her patience, the elder sister snapped her head toward her. "I'm sick of hearing what your sick of. Just get the tent packed away so we can keep moving."

Kaylee glared at her sister's back, as Angela returning to scanning the area. "What about you? I do all the hard work while you nature watch over there."

She resisted to roll her eyes, bringing this argument up again. "We've agreed to this; I defend, you prepare." Kaylee groaned in annoyance as she folded the metal poles together. "Besides, Nolan took you camping, not me." Angela quirked a grin at her. "Do you trust me to pitch that tent together? We'd wake up to it collapsing on us in no time."

Kaylee huffed her short brown bangs from her face as she started shoving the folded tent into her bag. "All done."

Kaylee wiped the sweat from her forehead and stood. She wasn't short for her age of seventeen, tall and lanky, one would assume she was twenty-one by her physical appearance. Her bushy brunette hair fell around her shoulders and neck as her hazel eyes glared down at her work. With this heat, she resorted in wearing her navy blue tank top, dull pink plaid long sleeve tied around her waist, and - as much as Angela hated seeing them- her denim shorts reveal her bony legs to anyone who spotted her, dead or alive. Usually Kaylee wore sneakers, but Angela convinced her wear boots as they last longer than some converse.

Angela sighed through her nose, and trudged over to her nodding to her legs. "You should wear something to cover them up."

"Why? In case a tick bites me?" She retorted, throwing the backpack over her shoulder with a grunt.

Angela shook her head. "Not ticks, I assure you." She tapped her hand at her thighs, wearing skinny jeans, "Could at least borrow my jeans." she offered.

"And sweat even more? It's hot enough as it is, Angie!"

The elder sister scoffed, taking her gray cap off and wiping the sweat off her forehead just by the hairline of her short dirty blonde hair. Angela herself dressed in a tight tan shirt with her black and red sleeved jacket and dark blue skinny jeans with a black leather bang strapped to her thigh that held what ammo and medication they had left. "That's why we're searching for a creek. Wash some clothing, and ourselves." She explained, placing the cap back over her short haired scalp.

"Can't we use the water we have?" Kaylee asked, walking over to the fire pit and stomping on it to make sure it was completely out.

"What water? Did you forget we had to use it to make the last ramen pack last night?" Angela sighed, placing her hands on her hips. Her sisters gave an 'Ohh', now remembering. "Reminds me, we need to figure out food." Her green eyes scanned around, searching. "Did you see any berry bushes around?"

Kaylee shook her head, side stepping. "I wouldn't risk it. We don't know what's poisonous or not."

The elder sister nodded, then shook her head. "If need be, I'll test it. If it makes me sick, we'll write down the description and label as 'do not eat'. If I end up alright, we'll gather as much as possible and label then 'edible'."

Kaylee frowned, she hated that Angela was always taking the risks for her. Sure, as a big sister she had to, but at the same time she was worried for her health. "You didn't even eat the half of the ramen last night, last thing you ate were those peanuts we found at the gas station yesterday morning."

Angela shrugged, walking over to her. "So?"

"If you eat the wrong berry-"

Angela placed a hand on her little sister's shoulder, smiling at her. "I'll be fine. I can go without a meal or two, remember? You need it more than I do." Angela patted her arm and turned toward the direction she was watching earlier.

"Come on! I want ahead start today!" She called, waving her arm to have her follow. Kaylee sighed and indeed did follow behind her sister. "Keep your knife on you!" She called.

"Yeah, yeah.." She muttered, taking a switchblade knife from her pocket and holding it in a loose manner.

Five months has passed since the family separated at the start of everything. Their parents perished within a month much to their dismay. It was a sacrifice for the kids to make it through, though Angela held less emotion over the matter than Kaylee did. It took the teen a while to adjust and accept this new world, with her sister by her side every step of the way. Angela, couldn't see their parents surviving any longer than being eaten by these monster now roaming. Her mother would beg and grovel at any person she'd some across, while her father would try to take charge with whatever group they found. In a way, Angela saw this as a good thing. Sure they missed their parents, but it was better for them to be at peace and not suffer this world.

The one person that they were mostly upset about in loss, was their big brother, Nolan. After their parents died, Nolan took charge to take care of his sisters. The girls trusted him; he camped, hunted, and knew how to survive and keep them safe. He taught Kaylee how to set camp up, and taught Angela how to prepare food they found such as rabbit or fish. At first, she found it hard to kill a white rabbit they saw, but adjusted fine soon after. He was much better at it than her, laying out traps and even catching them with his own hands! Being a cop up North, he knew how to handle any living people they encountered. To their luck, all they approached were families trying to connect. They had their peace, swapped needed items, and continued on their way. This was the image they believe would stay to the girls. Although, it never ends pretty for everyone.

"Do you think we'll find more survivors?" Kaylee asked, following her sister, her knife hanging loosely in her grip.

"Hopefully not." Angela didn't fail to notice and gave a look to her sister.. "Would you take that thing seriously? You look like you're about to drop it at any second." Unlike her, Angela kept a tight grip on her M1911 colt semi-automatic ready to aim for any ghouls that arrived.

"You think I'm not?" She countered, getting annoyed by her sister's pestering. "He taught me how to defend myself, too."

That is not what I said, she thought to herself, resisting to argue anymore. Her eyes scanned left and right, her footing paused as she found a clearing to her left.

"See something?" Kaylee asked, flicking her knife out as her grip grew tight.

Lucky for the girls, their brother kept a collection of guns and ammo, and he managed to get them before leaving their home. The two were down to only the one handgun Nolan owned and other instruments, such as a steel 21inch baton for Angela, while Kaylee resorted to just using her switchblade knife her brother gave her. They prefer to use these over the guns, to save ammo and keep it quiet for them.

"Angie?" Kaylee questioned.

Angela raised a hand for her to stay as she slowly moved to the opening out of the woods. Kaylee watched, hearing birds above and around her, now and then she heard a cricket and saw a squirrel jump from branch to branch above her. One would find these noises relaxing, but it only caused anxiety to raise in the teen as her sister moved further away from her.

Finally, Angela motioned her arm to follow, Kaylee trotted over as the two passed the clearing shocked to find a road. Not just a road, it was a cluster of cars on the road! Kaylee beamed as she made a dash for the cars, peeking inside to find anything; food, medicine, clothing. Angela looked around, any sign of movement and she was ready to shoot or tackle her sister down from sight. So far, it seemed like a ghost town, all these cars abandoned and left behind.

"Make sure none set off an alarm. The last thing we need is attention to ourselves." Angela instructed as she kept her gun in hand, rounding the vehicles.

Kaylee nodded, folding her knife, shoving it into her front pocket and peeked into cars for anything. She retracted from some, finding some signs of dead or killed ghouls inside. Angela kept her eyes over the cars, not caring what was inside- not yet, anyway. She wanted to make sure the perimeter was clear, safe enough to scavenge what they need and be on their way.

Her green eyes spotted an old ugly Ford truck, she eyed it up and maneuvered to the flatbed. Angela put her gun down, as it clunked against the metal, then hoisted herself up onto it. She climbed to her feet, bending down to pick the gun and walked to the roof, standing on top of it. It gave her a much better view, there were ten times more cars cluttering the highway. She tried to look for any signs to indicate where they were.

"We must be near Atlanta. I remember going this way during break from the college." Angela indicated to herself. Her eyes went toward her sister, "Don't linger." she told, watching Kaylee dig through the trunk of an old mustang. "We scavenge and leave."

Kaylee turned frowning at her, "What? But we just got here. We can spend a few nights in these cars."

Her green eyes narrowed hazel ones. "Are you insane? We're sitting ducks out here. We take what we need and go back into the woods. It's safer there." She turned back to keeping watch.

Kaylee huffed and crossed her arms, a can of spinach in her hand. Something mumbled from her lips, Angela whipped back to her sister. "What was that?"

"Nothing!" She barked at her, now acting like a child again.

"No, I want to know what you got to say." Angela crouched down to get a better look at her lips, knowing she can just read them if she muttered again.

"I said, Nolan would think it would be safe out here." Kaylee told louder this time.

Angela's jaw hung as her brows lowered. "No, he would not. If anything, he'd be out here getting what we need while we hid in the bushes." The brunette walked up the the grill of the truck, glaring up at her with a hand up to block the sun. "He wouldn't want us anywhere near here!"

"It would be ten times safer hiding in a car than some shitty old tent!"

"What if someone sees us and guns us down…" Angela's voice trailed off, her eyes slowly gazing up at the road to her right.

"Ohh, you're so-"

"Shh!" Angela waved her to shut up, as she stood straight looking down the road. Motor; she heard a motor in the distance. "..I think someone's out there."

"People?" Kaylee leaned on the hood, following her sister's gaze to the road. Though her view was limited with the amount of cars clustered about.

"Unless the ghouls learned to drive, I can't imagine it being anything else." Angela tried to pinpoint what kind of engine it was. Not a car, too loud and out in the open. "...That damn thing will drive those thing out here."

Kaylee bit her lip, she wanted to see what it was exactly coming toward them. Looking around, she saw an overturned semi truck and jogged toward it, with her arms full of the cans of veggies. Angela spotted her, and hissed for her to return.

"Kaylee! Get the hell back here!" She sighed seeing her still jogging. With sigh, she jumped down from the truck running toward her sister who stopped when the engine grew louder.

"It's a motorcycle." Kaylee concluded, her arm was tugged back forcing her to near trip over her feet. "What the hell-!"

"Get down and shut the hell up!" Angela hissed, dragging her behind one of the opened cars and crouched down, pulling Kaylee down with her. "Are you crazy? We don't know how many there are."

The motorcycle grew louder, slowing down. Angela held her breath, and gave Kaylee a look not to dare make a noise. The elder sister moved around her sister, in case they were spotted she can make sure her sister had a break to get away. Some would call this being cautious, Kaylee would call this being paranoid. Ever since their brother, Angela refused to try and communicate with any people they could come across. Trust was not in Angela's dictionary anymore.

As the motor of the bike rumbled, Angela got a glimpse of it coming through the small spaces between the cars. Getting to her hands and knees, she leaned over getting a good look. Only one man was on the motorcycle, he looked scruffy with brown hair but that's all she got before he disappeared behind the cars. He soon returned, rounding back out of the cars a little faster. Once again, didn't get a good look at him but she sighed a bit seeing him leaving.

"Did he leave?" Kaylee asked only to have her answer when she heard the motor slowly return after a a minute.

Was this man looking for something? Possibly a way through? His bike can easily maneuver through the cars without trouble. That could only mean he had more with him, he might just be the scout of whatever he was with. Her thoughts were correct, as the motorcycle passed again, with a slow moving RV behind him.

"Son of a bitch!" She hissed seeing the large old vehicle. Who knew how many people that thing carried. Her eyes shot to her sister, nudging her sister. "We need to get out of here."

"Woah, hold on." Her sister stepped back, balancing the cans in her arms. "What if they're just passing through? Once they leave, we can continue our scavenging."

A second car came into view, earning a sigh from Angela and a tight grip on her gun. "They better pass by, Kaylee. I am not repeating with Nolan." She whispered, giving her sister a stern look. Kaylee gave a lesser one back, not liking how she kept reminding her about their brother.

Well, just as they prayed the cars would move faster, a loud screeching pierced their ears. Kaylee jumped, almost dropping the cans from her arms. Angela peeked back out seeing steam pour out of the engine of the Winnebago. Stupid old jalopy, she cursed.

The gruff man on the motorcycle must have heard it, as he kept looking back as he slowed his bike down to a stop. The old large vehicle soon stopped, as did the car behind it all engines shutting down. Angela felt anger and gave a glare to her sister as if it was her fault the damn thing started steaming. Kaylee mouthed a 'what' at her, as she looked back to see what was happening. People started to pour out of the cars, out of the RV came out four men and a woman, while the car behind had two women, a man, and two kids each boy and girl. Angela was curious, they had children with them. Rarely did she ever see kids these days, some people tend to just abandon them, finding them useless in this new hellish world. Though what caught her eyes was the one man who held a shotgun. Her heart pumped into overdrive as she eyed him, following the shorter older man to the front of the large steaming tub of a vehicle.

Kaylee peeked over her sister's shoulder, watching them group around the front of the Winnebago as the steam continued to pour out. Though Kaylee's eyes were more fond of the kids that came around by the younger looking adults. Kids! When was the last time she saw children? Hell, it was rare enough to find teenagers around here.

"They don't look so mean, they got kids with them." Kaylee whispered, nudging her chin toward them. The kids clinging to the sides of their mothers as he held them close. "That one group didn't have-"

"Do you not see the man with the large shotgun?" Angela asked, taking her sister's face by her chin and moving her gaze to the tall man looking around. They were at a distance they couldn't really hear them and Angela couldn't read their lips well with the sun in her eyes. Bringing a hand up, she shielded the sun, lowering herself more seeing the gruff biker walking to the back of an open car, rifling through the stuff.

Angela grew tense, that was theirs to take, not his! The group spoke a little while longer, before spreading out. Kaylee patted her sister's arm, she turned to her. "We could help them, dad taught you about cars. Remember?"

Angela eyed her before going back to glaring at the man still going through the back of the car. "I just wanted to take what we deserve, here they come taking it from us." Her eyes shot back to Kaylee. "And you want to help them when we got nothing? They got cars, guns, and more food we can imagine. We got little ammo, no food, no transportation."

"All the more reason to help them. We don't know-" She argued, Angela clapped her hand over her mouth to keep her from saying more.

The two women with the kids were coming closer, peeking into the car they hid behind. They had to leave, if they were spotted, for sure they'd be robbed of what they had left of their possessions. Something must have startled Kaylee, as she dropped a can, clanking to the ground and rolling under the car. The two froze as it rolled, and soon appeared on the other side of the car causing the women to step back, pulling their children with them.

"A can?" The boy questioned, getting held back by his mother as he tried to pick it.

"I think something's behind the car." The little girl said, holding her doll closer to her chest.

The sisters held their breath, hearing the mother order the boy to stay with a woman named Carol. The sound of her shoes scraping against the asphalt grew closer around the car, Angela's hand still over her sister's mouth as the other gripped her gun tightly, ready to aim if she saw a weapon on this woman.

When the dark haired woman came around, she couldn't deny she was shocked to see two young looking women hiding behind the car looking a mixture of terror and anger. The brunette clutched onto the arm of the short haired dirty blonde who held a gun tightly at her waist. At first, she found them a threat, backing up and eyeing the gun. But, the protective position the dirty blonde held in front of the younger brunette gave her a different intuition of these girls.

"What is it, mom?" The boy asked, eager to see what had his mother so shell shocked. The boy's call must have attracted attention as another voice called out.

"Lori? What's wrong?" The sound of footsteps running against the asphalt put Angela on alert. The same man that she spotted with the shotgun came around, instantly pointing it right at them.

Within that second, courage ran through Angela's veins as she stood and held her gun up, aiming it at the man. "Stay back!"

"Shane, stop!" The woman, named Lori, demanded touching his arm wanting the weapon lowered.

"What's going on over there?" Kaylee slowly stood to peek over the car, seeing the rest of the group's eyes now on them as she clutched the cans to herself tightly. She looked back at the man's glaring tone and moved closer behind her sister.

"We'll put the food back, please don't shoot." She softly pleaded, Angela resisted to roll her eyes. Sounded like their mother with that begging shit.

"We are not leaving without food. We were here first." Angela argued, keeping her gun trained at the man.

"Wanna bet?" He asked, cocking the gun ready to shoot at any moment. Angela kept a steady aim, the gun held by both her hands. The tension was thick, until a third pair of footsteps trudged over.

"Shane, lower that thing." Came another male, Angela glanced over seeing the man wearing a normal white shirt but had on a sheriff hat. Didn't take an idiot to tell what he was before this world went to shit, was he the group leader?

"Not until she does first!" The heavier man argued, maneuvering himself more in front of Lori.

"You pointed the gun at me first, you lower it!" She barked, putting her hand out to keep her sister behind her.

"You could lower them at the same time." The man suggested, looking between the two. It took a few seconds, but slowly and eventually, the guns were lowered. "Thank you." The man made it way around the car and past Shane spotting the fear in the younger girl.

"We won't hurt you." Lori said, coming up behind the man, a hand on his shoulder. She held a smile for the girls, though Angela looked away and kept her eyes on the man. Her soft tones gave her an annoyed vibe, wanting to ignore it. "I'm Lori, this is my husband Rick." The man nodded to them, hands on his hips.

"We didn't mean to scare you, if we did." He told, Angela could tell he had this authoritative tone, but not in the same condescending way most policemen she crossed held.

"We were just scavenging, but my sister wanted us to hide when we saw you coming up the road." Kaylee's eyes glanced toward the group, now watching the scene before them. Her eyes fell on the boy and girl standing by the short gray haired woman. "It's been a long time since we saw kids."

Rick looked around, circling a bit to get a full 360. His eyes lingered down the road and at the tree line of the woods. "Are you two on your own?" he asked, looking back to them.

"I can take care of my sister just fine, if that's what you mean." Angela retorted, slipping her gun into the waistband of her jeans. She crossed her arms, sure, she sounded a bit childishly defiant right now with this Rick. It was pure instinct with her run ins with police back home.

Rick chuckled, "Not saying you can't. Just not common you see two young girls by themselves."

Kaylee shook her head, "We weren't always alone. Our brother was with us-" Angela turned to her with a sharp glare, silencing her instantly. "...We did have family once." Angela added, turning back to Rick. "It's just my sister and I."

"All by yourself?" The gray haired woman asked, her eyes shone with concern and fear for them. "What about your parents?"

How old did they assume the sisters were? Angela could be mistaken to be about her sister's age at times, they must have thought they were just some lost kids. Angela shrugged giving a glance, seeming to not care about their fate. "Dead." She bluntly stated, shocking some of them.

"How old are you two?" Lori asked, trying to get a range of their age to determine anything.

"My sister is seventeen, I'm twenty-seven." Brows shot up in surprise from Lori, she thought they were younger! Angela resisted to make a remark on Lori's reaction, she was confused for a teen since she turned twenty, it becomes tiring after seven years.

"I'm Kaylee." The eager teen suddenly stated, shooting a hand out to Rick as she balanced the cans in her arms. Rick smiled and shook her hand, his grip was firm, but gentle to her thin hand. Kaylee liked Rick, though she couldn't account to her sister's opinion. "My big sister, Angela. She's just a bit protective." She warned, pointing her thumb at her sister as she now stood beside her.

"It's nice to meet you, girls." Rick told, holding a hand out to Angela once it was free from the teen. Angela looked at it and turned away, ignoring the kind gesture. Rick was a bit taken back, but dropped his hand to his side.

"Where are you two heading?" Lori asked.

Angela shrugged, taking the cans from her sister's arms and dropping her bag down to pack them up. "Anywhere- we originally came Savannah, just trying to get around.." She told, looking over the cans to make sure it would be food they would eat. They heard a few give a few surprised mutters, Savannah was a long way from where they were. "Is Atlanta good to go?"

Rick's smile fell and he shook his head. "We just left there, the city is overrun. The CDC we found was taken down, so that's out as well." Angela nodded, heaving a sigh through her nose. Rick watched her thinking deeply, where to go. "We're heading to Fort Benning."

The girls didn't seem to react to that, they glanced to one another then around at the others. "Where's that?" Angela asked.

A sound that made her believe it was a scoff, made her turn her head at the group. Shane, the more built man, shook his head as she bit back a snicker at her question standing by a bearded man. "Got something to say?" Angela called to him, gaining his attention.

He took a step, handgun still in his grasp. "You're just wander'n around here without any sense of direction or where you're go'n?" He asked, his southern accent heavy compared to Rick's which was softer and harder to tell. "You girls will find yourselves' dead sooner or later with that shit plan."

Angela shifted in her footing, with her sister blocking one way, and not wanting to shove Rick and Lori, she felt like a raging caged animal. Wishing to jump this man and rip his-

"Why don't you two join us?" Rick offered, looking between the two. "We can't just leave you out here, all by yourselves."

Kaylee's eyes gleamed at the offer. "Really? You'd let us join?" She asked with a hopeful smile.

Rick shrugged, "Don't think I'd feel alright leaving you here in this death trap of a highway." He was sure that certain members would also extend the invitation if he didn't. Giving a glance to Lori and Carol, he knew they would. "We got food, shelter, protection; can take you right to Fort Benning."

"No thanks." Angela stated, throwing her bag onto her shoulders, turning back to Rick. She nodded toward the people. "It seems you got enough people as it is. Wouldn't want to crowd the clunker."

"It'd be better for you, and your sister if you came with us." Lori tried to convince. She was shocked these two made it fine so far, as it is. "You traveled all alone, all the way from Savannah."

"I can protect her perfectly fine on my own." Angela countered, trying to keep her tone even but direct. "We'd just like to take some food found in these cars and head back out."

Kaylee frowned at her sister, she couldn't let this chance slip from her. Her sister needed this more than she did. Watching her sister take all the work in watching for night and day, killing those ghouls for her when Kaylee herself couldn't. Anytime they had meals, wanting her sister to eat full meals while Angela ate one meal a day, if lucky. But, from the loss of their brother, Angela found herself weary of trusting others she came across. Kaylee had a strong feeling in her gut, that these people were indeed good! They were nothing like the group that took Nolan away from them. Her eyes went to the RV, an idea sparked in her brain as she pointed toward it.

"My sister can help fix that RV!" She told, a little louder volume than she intended making Angela jump. She muttered a sorry, putting her attention back on Rick. "Our dad used to be a mechanic, my sister worked a few times and knows how to fix cars."

"We know what the problem is, we just need the item to replace it." The bearded guy told, looking stressed at the trouble this vehicle was causing them.

"Need a radiator hose, right? Looking through one of these cars, you're bound to find it from one of them." Eyes shot to her as she tilted her head, eyeing it up. "1973 Winnebago Chieftain, you won't find an exact replica of that hose. But better than nothing." Angela said, biting her tongue in scolding from saying anything. She turned away, bringing a hand to her mouth.

Some Asian boy with the crowd nodded at her statement. "We could use more hands." He shrugged in agreement to them joining. "Can you fight?"

Kaylee nodded to him. "We have guns- a gun, just very little ammo. We've just stuck to my switchblade and Angela's baton." Her face grew soft, as she took a step toward Rick. "My sister can be paranoid, but if you're really letting us join, we'd love to."

Rick heard enough, he smiled at the teen. "I promise you, we are not bad people. We're just like you, trying to survive and get to a safe haven for our families." The girls looked at his group, some nodded and others smiled in agreement to his words. He held a hand out to the girls, Lori moved for them to came around the car. "I think it's settled that you're stuck with us."

Thanks to Kaylee's convincing, Angela agreed to only stay until they get to this 'Fort Benning'. It didn't take long to learn the group's members. The boy was Carl Grimes, he was the son of Lori and Rick Grimes. The little girl was Sophia Peletier, Carol was her mother. The kids were only the age of twelve, but the seventeen year old got along with them instantly. The other woman was Andrea, but something seemed wrong with her. It was heard she lost her sister, got bitten and turned. She was forced to kill her, and end the suffering. Angela instantly sympathized with her but kept her distance. She couldn't let herself be attached to anyone, but her sister. The bearded man was Dale Hovarth, and he was an extremely sweet man. He instantly offered them to enter the RV whenever need be for resting or bathroom needs. Hearing about a proper bathroom near brought Kaylee to tears, much to her own embarrassment. Shane Walsh was the built man who still sent a few looks toward Angela. She learned he and Rick worked together as the sheriff's deputies all the way in King County. The black man was T-Dog, also known as Theodore Douglas. He was sweet and welcomed the two, Angela didn't get to know too much as he went off with the gruff man, known as Daryl Dixon. Angela eyed him, he didn't have a real say about their welcome. Though Angela prefer that than being watched by Shane.

He left with T-Dog to siphon whatever gas would provide for the vehicles. The kids went with their mothers to scavenge the cars. Rick and Shane kept watch, shotguns and rifles at the ready. Angela noticed the blonde woman, Andrea, trudge into the RV. It was then, she realized her sister wasn't anywhere in sight, her head whipping around as she waited for Glenn to get the parts out of a car she spotted that might work.

"Kay?" She called, walking toward the RV wondering if she was messing around in there.

"She's with the kids." Angela stepped back and looked up, finding Dale on top of his Winnebago. He had his sights through the binoculars, nodding. "Don't worry, she's alright."

Angela sent him a hesitant nod to him. "Thanks." Her hands rested on her hips, walking back to Glenn, seeing what the hold up was. "You sure he's alright with us doing it?"

Glenn glanced up to her, squinting as the sun got in his eyes for a second. "Yea, why not?"

She chewed her cheek. "Let me rephrase: You sure he's alright with me doing this?"

Glenn's brows lowered a bit confused, looking back at under the hood. "I don't see why it would be a problem." He nodded toward the man who was looking around from his point of view. "Gives him a chance to keep an eye out for us." His eyes went back his work. "Unless you're going to sabotage it?" He paused and looked back at her. "You're not going to sabotage it, are you?"

Angela scoffed, a smirk playing on her lips as she crossed her arms over her chest. "I don't think I can do anymore damage to it than it already has." She shrugged. "I just wouldn't let some stranger work on my ride, be it peacefuls or today."

"Well, anyone could use any help they could get these days, right?" Glenn offered, smiling to her. He was innocent, she figured out. Just like her sister, saw the world still had kind people. Angela wished she still saw the world like that again.

She tilted her head and turned to the car, pointing her finger by the screw driver. "Turn it the other side." She instructed, "Righty tighty, lefty loosey."

It seemed Glenn was distracted and realized he was actually tightening the screw, not loosening it. "Oh, right!" Glenn chuckled, Angela looked around spotting Shane walking over. His damn shotgun in hand as if it was a trophy. He eyed her up as he placed it down against a truck behind Glenn. Almost like he was making sure she wouldn't take it, she sighed and turned back to the car. Getting a grip, he lifted the side door of the truck, amazed to find tanks filled water jugs inside.

"Glenn," Shane called, he glanced over still turning the screw. "Were we short on water?" Glenn slowly stopped seeing the large amount of water he just discovered- it was the jackpot!

Angela glanced over just to see Shane pop a lid off and let the clear fresh water pour over his sweaty body, soaking his clothing much to his pleasure. Glenn laughed, cheering now and then as he quickly started screwing faster to get this task done.

"Save me some!" He told, as Shane still bathed himself in the luxury of the water. Angela didn't want to admit it, but she was finding herself thirsty for some as well, as Shane gulped some down.

"It's like being baptized, man." His eyes caught Angela's she huffed and turned back to the car, correcting Glenn's clumsy screwing from his excitement. "Want some, sunshine?"

She raised a brow at the name, seeing that water just pour out onto the hot pavement now. "I'll wait my turn." She gave a short smile and returned to her observation with Glenn. Oh well, more for him. He dunked his head back wanting his hair and head as soaked as possible.

Kaylee trotted about as she joined in with the others to scavenge the cars. That was usually her job, while her sister kept watch. This time around, it was Rick and Shane watching while her sister took a break. Well, if you call fixing a radiator hose a break- sure. But, this would be great for Angela, she thought. Finally, she didn't have to do constant watch for her. Kaylee was happy finding a pep in her step as she glanced through the car windows not seeing anything worth checking. The mothers found clothing, as they checked if they would fit themselves or anyone else.

"Kaylee, c'mere!" Lori called, she jogged back over seeing Lori holding some pants out for her. "Think they'll fit you or your sister?" She offered.

Kaylee pursued her lips, they would fit her. Kaylee had small hips while her sister was cursed with wide ones. Birthday hips, their mother called them. She didn't want to handle with wearing long pants and sweat. But, she also didn't want to be rude to Lori, so she gladly took them. "I'll try them on tonight, thanks."

Lori bit her lip, she wanted to know more about these lonely girls. No parents, lost their brother, it must be really hard on them. The way Angela didn't seem bothered announcing their parents dead, brought a chill to her spine. It was such an empty statement, as if it wasn't worth her breath. But the mention of their brother, that caught a bit of emotion there. Clearly something on the touchy subject for the sisters.

"Do you have a lot of food?" Lori was brought back from her thoughts at Kaylee's question. She looked down at the pants in her arms, feeling sheepish. "My sister tends to eat very little, always giving me more of the share we have. So, if you have enough food for her to eat more, if possible?"

Lori smiled, that genuine motherly smiled that brought warmness and comfort to you. "Of course, sweetheart." Kaylee blushed at the name, something she hadn't been called in a long while. "I'll keep those jeans, go join Carl and Sophia."

Kaylee nodded a thanks, handing her the pair and trotting over to the kids who were peeking into the cars. "Ready to ravage and scavenge, guys?" Kaylee asked, rubbing her hands together as if she were some villain. They nodded, eager to have someone finally spend time or show attention. Usually they only got attention to stay close to camp or do homework.

"Hey, Carl!" Their eyes went to Lori who gestured to her sun, her two fingers from her eyes to his. "Within my sight, okay?"

"You too, Sophia." Carol called after, peeking around to look toward her daughter.

Kaylee grinned, wrapping her arms around their shoulders. "Don't worry, these thieves are stuck to my sides! I'll keep an eye on them."

The mothers smiled gratefully. "Thanks, Kaylee." It was nice to be given a break on watching the kids constantly.

She turned letting the children follow behind her. Kaylee kept looking into each car, giving the two a caught whenever she opened the door. She refrained from anything that resembled a body inside, for children's sake and not wanting to deal with those Walkers, she learned were called by the group. She liked that name better than what her sister was calling them. Ghoul sounded something a little too Halloween for her taste.

"Kaylee?" Carl called, after seeing something in a red car. "What were your parents like?"

Kaylee glanced down to him, smiling at his question. "They were nice, but wouldn't survive long. My mom would beg anyone she came across, while my dad tried to be a leader of everything. It didn't lead to a nice ending for them."

"But, what about before everything happened?" He asked, scratching at a sticker on the window of a red Ford they found.

"Oh, well, my dad was a retired mechanic and my mom did calls from home. He rebuilt classic cars in his garage." She nodded to where her sister was. "Angela spent lot of time whenever she was home from college."

Carl nodded, "Do you think our dad's would've gotten along?"

Kaylee scrunched her face up in thought, then shook her head. "Probably not. Dad was always a bit of a control freak."

Carl nodded, Sophia spoke up feeling bit left out. "...Walkers ate my daddy. It's just me and my mom."

Kaylee looked to her, still smiling but with a sad gleam to it. "Sorry to here."

Sophia swallowed and shook her head. "He wasn't nice, he hit mom a lot. I think mommy is happier though."

Kaylee concluded she must have been abused by the man, good riddance then. The three stopped at a red Ford, pulling a blanket out to check for damage. "Lori!" Came a hushed shout, everyone turned seeing Rick rushing over. "Lori, under the cars." He told.

Lori instantly ducked down, shuffling herself under the car she and Carol were looking through. His eyes hot the kids. "Carl, Sophia, Kaylee, get down now." Kaylee pressed her hands against their backs, urging them to get under the cars. She got under with Carl, tucking him close to her as possible. Guilt ran through as she glanced to Sophia who trembled as she held her doll tightly. Kaylee pressed her finger to her lips, assuring her to stay quiet and be alright. She looked passed Carl, holding him close as he saw Rick under the car across from them. He held a hand up, telling them to stay and not to move, the two nodded understanding his order.

"Get under!" A sudden demand came at Glenn and Angela as Shane forced them to the ground. The two groaned in pain, Glenn scrambled under the truck, knowing it had to be some danger. But Angela's first thought was to get up, only to be forced back down by Shane. "Get down, damnit!" Shane hissed, roughly pushing her to the ground and forcing her under the truck.

"What the hell-!?"

"Shh!" He squeezed her between him and Glenn, still holding her wrist tightly in case she tried to get out. If Glenn and Shane were down with her, it was some hold up she first thought when Shane shoved her down. Something dangerous was coming their way. She only hoped Kaylee was safe where she was with the others.

Angela assumed it was another treck of people coming in, but the assumption was thrown out the window when she heard scraping of shoes on the asphalt and groaning from above. Walkers; a herd by the amount of them she saw shuffling by. Angela covered her mouth, as she felt Glenn's hand on her back. Was Kaylee alright? She seen a herd in a distance before, but never encountered them before. The sisters just kept their distance the best they could, how long would this last until they could get out?

The walkers were now passing the others further down, Sophia whimpered trying to keep herself as silent as possible. Kaylee held Carl tightly, but kept her eyes on Sophia mouthing to her 'it's alright', trying to assure the girl the best she could. Carl didn't really tremble against her, maybe she should've dove under with Sophia instead as a better comfort. Well, it was too late now with these moaning and groaning bastards stumbling past them.

It felt agonizing, not knowing when it would end. The groans soon started to sound distant as less and less walked by. It wasn't too big of a herd, enough that they had to hide for sure. Though, when no noise was given, not one person dared to move. Carol and Lori stuck together holding each other tightly. Rick instructed Kaylee and Carl to keep still, he wanting to wait a bit longer in case there were any stragglers. The one to finally move though, was Sophia. Kaylee looked over seeing the girl starting to shuffle her way out, Kaylee shook her head to try and get her to stop. But once a walker's foot came into view, it was too late to back under. It spotted her!

Sophia saw the creature's body lower down, finding her, he snarled reaching for her. She whimpered and sobbed trying to get herself away from it, getting to the other side of the car. Not seeing Rick already moving to take action, Kaylee let Carl go and started to get out from under the car. She rolled out and grabbed the walker's legs pulling it back from reaching Sophia. Feeling being tugged, the walker turned snarling and now wanting to find Kaylee as a good meal instead.

"Shit!" Rick hissed seeing the teen got herself involved.

Sophia pulled herself under the guardrail as a second one from behind the car spotted her. She tried to get to her feet, but stumbled down the steep dirt hill. Kaylee let the walker go once it tried to claw at her hands. She saw Sophia run into the woods, she jumped the guardrail and ran after her as the two walkers took chase.

Rick finally got to his feet, going around the cars and jumped over the railing. Stumbling down the steep hill, he got back up and bolted after them into the forest.

The second it was clear, Carol got to her feet as fast as she could running to the guardrail. "Lori!" She cried, collapsing at the railing. "Those two Walkers are after my baby!" She sobbed, having Lori support her the best she could.

"Kaylee?" Angela called out as she with everyone else gathered. "Where's my sister?" She asked, walking towards Lori and Carol. She heard from Dale she was with them last.

"She went out there, with Sophia." Carl told, just as panicked. "Some Walkers chased after them.

"What!?" Angela made a jump for the railing before Shane grabbed her arm. "You can't go in there!"

Angela glared, trying to yank her arm from his grip. "My sister is out there with that little girl, Walkers on their asses. Someone has to go after them!"

"Rick went after them, he'll get 'em back." Shane assured, pulling her back from the guardrail.

"What if he doesn't?" She argued, yanking her arm back but not making a move to run off.

"I saw Kaylee…" Eyes went to Carl as he swallowed thickly. "Sophia was going to get out, and those Walkers spotted her. Kaylee helped her get out and they both ran into the woods, there was only two of them."

Angela started to grow a bit calmer, at first she thought half the herd was chasing her, but two. Kaylee can handle two Walkers. Angela leaned against a care and sighed, pressing the palm of her hand to her forehead muttering how she shouldn't be scared like that. Her eyes went up to Carol who was crying hysterically, the women needed comfort and her baby back. At least Kaylee knew survival in the forests and to defend herself better than the little girl that was Sophia. If need be, she could just stab those two in the head with her knife and be done with it.

"Angela?" Glenn's voice called, with a tone of apprehension in it. She turned to him, seeing he was holding up something in his hand that made Angela's heart drop. "Isn't this Kaylee's?" Her switchblade knife was left behind.

Well, what do you think? Feedback is welcomed, I am still fresh with the series. I really hope I write the characters alright. There will be more interactions next chapter, since this is more of an introduction chapter. I needed some plot device for the sisters, so if it seems like I'm not being original- I apologize. Once again, undead and apocalypse is all new for me. So used to writing Sherlock for three years. Review and hope to see you next chapter!