The Hunter's Angel

Chapter 17

Seaira's POV

We have driven for a very long time. No one saying much. Daryl, Maggie, Sasha, and I go looking for food and water. Daryl and Maggie go one way and Sasha goes looking for water. I go hunting for anything or if I can find anything. There are no rabbits, squirrel, nothing, I come back to Sasha about a half a hour later. Maggie and Daryl meet me there as well. She shakes her head saying there is nothing. 

We head back to the road, no words between us. Daryl still ignoring me. "Oh, shit." Maggie says quietly. I look up at the group, all sitting next to each other by the truck. "It's been a day and a half. They didn't find any either." Maggie states. She's right, they were hoping we found anything. I shake my head. Once again letting the group down.

"How do you know?" Sasha asks. "I know. How much longer we got?" Maggie asks. We walk slowly back to the others, all of us not having much energy. "60 miles." Sasha answers. Maggie shakes her head, "I wasn't talking about that." We get back to the group and we all load back into the one van. Abraham drives for as long as we can. I start to hear the engine sputter and I know we ran out of gas. "We're out, just like the other one." He says frustrated. "So we walk." Rick says opening his door. I sigh and we pile out the van. 

We walk for miles not saying a word, we try to walk in the shade of the trees in the road but its not very successful. Daryl turns and checks on the walkers that's about 30 meters behind us. Rick looks at it and back at him. "We're not at our strongest. We'll get 'em when its best. High ground, something like that. they're not going anywhere" Rick considers, holing Judith.

Rick speaks up again from in front of me. "It's been three weeks since Atlanta. I know you lost something back there." Judith starts to fuss and Daryl glances at her. "She's hungry." He states. I haven't heard him speak since Atlanta. It's good to hear him talk again but I know he isn't okay.

"She's okay." Rick says readjusting his grip. "She's going to be okay." Reassures. "We need to find water, food." Daryl says. "We'll hit something in the road." Rick says looking up at the clouds. "It's gonna rain sooner or later." Rick points out. Daryl hands Rick his rifle. "Imma head out, see what I can find." He speaks. "Hey, don't be too long." Rick suggests. Daryl nods and starts walking. I want to go with him but if I ask, I know he'll reject the offer.

"I'll go with you." Carol speaks up. "I got it." Daryl says continuing to walk. "You gonna stop me?" She asks. He turns to her. "I'll take Seaira." He answers. I look up and Daryl is looking at me along with Carol. She nods and goes back to the group. Daryl goes into the woods and Carol bumps into me, handing me a sheathed knife. "It was Beth's." She whispers. I furrow my brows and walk to him into the woods. 

We walk for a while in the woods and find a clearing. not saying a word. Him and I both looking for tracks of anything. "You find anything?" I ask him still looking at the ground. "No, it's to dry. There aint nothin' here." He claims. "Maybe we should go back." I suggest. "You go." He says still looking around trying not to look at me. I sigh quietly and take out Beth's knife that was in my back pocket. Trying to think of what to say to him. 

"I didn't know her," I start. Daryl freezes in his spot. looking down at the ground. "She saved your life, didn't she?" I ask, taking it slow to not scare him. He looks up around the tree line in front of him, still avoiding me. I can't take it anymore, so I walk up to him, only a foot away. I show him her knife in his eyesight that's focused on the ground now.