The Sheriff's Daughter, The Archer's Girl

The Plan

                After Pete killed Reg, Deanna just shut down. Dad started leading the group. Dad, Morgan, Daryl, Sasha, Abraham, Michonne, and several other people from town went to redirect a huge herd of walkers away from Alexandria. While they were gone Spencer was on watch when a semi-truck drove into the wall. That's when they attacked, the wolves. Dad sent Morgan back to help us. A lot of their men died, but so did a lot our people. 

                                  When they were gone I saw dad running with several hundred maybe thousands of walkers behind him. He ran in and the gates were closed. I ran to dad, us both covered in blood, "Daryl?" I asked. 

                                   "Doing his part. He'll be back. Where's Carl and Judith?"

                           "Your house. Your hand?"

                           "My knife broke the blade got me. I'm fine. What happened? Are you okay?"

                           "I'm fine, not my blood."

                           "We were attacked," Carl said and dad hugged him. 

                         "By?"

                      "Guessing the wolves. They had W's on their foreheads," I said. 

                              "How many we lose?" 

                         "A lot, none from our original group," Carl answered. 

                        "Good," dad said. 

                        "Who's got Judith?" I asked Carl. 

                      "Carol, she slept through the whole attack," he answered. 

                   "Wow, I'm going to go talk to Carol, she should be updated on Daryl. I'll catch up with you guys later," I said and ran to dad's, "Carol? You here?" 

                       "Yeah. Jamie, is that you?"

                     "Yeah, dad's back."

                    "Good. Daryl?"

                    "Dad said he's doing his part now. Not that saying that makes me any less scared he's not coming back."

                         "He'll be  back. I'm sure of it. Just have a little hope, girly. Besides, nothing has or will ever stop him from getting back to you," she said then she kissed my forehead and hugged me. 

                        "I know...do you have any smokes?"

                       "Those things will kill you, but yeah. I snatched you and Daryl a cart."

                          "Well, their for him, but you're the best!" I laughed and hugged her then kissed her cheek. We both laughed. Even through all the slaughter Carol always manages to make me smile and feel better.