Falling into the Undead

One Step Forward

Falling into the Undead

Chapter Seven

Hi guys! We're getting close to our first major change in things! I'm excited for the next couple of chapters.

What do you think is going to happen next?

And what do you see

Do you see it clearer

Or are you deceived

In what you believe

-Human by Rag'n'Bone Man

A week had gone by, and Remington fell into a routine. She had taken up helping wherever she could, whether that be meal preparation, laundry, or on occasion standing guard on top of the RV. Dale, and occasionally Shane seemed to be the only ones that did any of it, and she had offered to take over and give him breaks. The man had been more than happy to agree to it, they had grown closer in the last several days, and he felt anyone that wanted to help keep the camp safe was all right in his eyes. He thought, like her, that there should be a guard schedule where the camp was constantly being watched over, but the others didn't see the danger. They thought they were safe here.

Remington knew better.

She was trying to change things, to make it safer, but being a newbie hardly anyone was willing to listen to her. She had caught the ear of Dale but that wasn't enough. She had managed to get the tin can perimeter set up once again, but it had cost her endless hours of fighting for why, and only when she had stated she would set up one around her tent regardless, did anyone listen. Shane was the one she needed to get close to, and he pretended to listen, but she could tell his mind was miles away. He would give her a smile, and pat her back, as he complimented her on her help, before taking off into the woods. It was obvious where he was going.

The man had a smile a mile wide, and Remington realized his and Lori's outings may be a bigger problem than she originally thought.

She'd have to try to get closer, to get alone time, and grow a bond of friendship, or at least be seen as an ally, someone who had his back.

Remington needed to talk him into going out on a run with her.

It solved two of her problems.

She still wasn't sure exactly when in the storyline she was, just knew that it was before the start of the series, but she needed to know how close to that start she was. King's County would answer a lot of questions for her. If Rick were still there then he was either in the hospital or with Morgan, and if by some surprise he had already kicked started the start of the series, well then, she would know either way.

Saving Morgan and his son had been on her mind quite a bit since coming here. Since realizing how early in she had to be. She had an idea to save them. To talk Shane into letting her get her friends, whom she knew wouldn't actually be there, and if she managed it right, he would be going with her. She couldn't say it was Morgan and his son, it would be obvious they wouldn't know her, but she could make up someone. Someone that didn't exist and wouldn't be there, but it would give her the opportunity to save them instead. It felt awful, the idea of lying, but Remington was determined to protect everyone that she could.

Waking up that morning Remington moved to get the kids ready for the day and feed the dogs, before tidying up their small space. The day after they had arrived and slept in Shane's tent the Dixons had come back, carrying what small amount of game they had been able to catch.