"She's just a kid"
"She knows how to survive"
Cassie Dixon, only twelve at the start of the outbreak. With her mothers smarts and her fathers skills, can she survive? Or will she have to depend on her found family along the way?
Who will make it t...
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Lori pulled open the trunk of a car, revealing boxes of clothes. Her and Carol sifted through them, setting a few aside that they might consider taking.
Carl opened the backseat door of the same car, finding a bag stuffed with clothes. He pulled out a pink tank top, throwing it aside before reaching for the blue jeans next. After he was about halfway through the clothes he found a jacket. Now to most people this was just a plain old jacket that once belonged to a little girl, but an idea quickly formed in the boys head.
He held up the jacket, green in colour with a few patches sewn onto it. With a nod he set it with a pile of items they were going to keep, asking his mom to make sure they don't forget it.
The four of them moved on to the next car, making sure their stuff was collected properly by the car and RV before walking off. The moms both came to a slow, looking into a car only to find the passenger dead in her seat.
"Kids, don't look." Carol warned them, urging them to keep walking by.
Glenn and Dale worked on a solution to the RV problem, Daryl and T-Dog collecting fuel for our travels. Everyone else was busy either keeping watch or scavenging for supplies.
Daryl looked over from where he and T-Dog had wandered off to, watching as Emily stood with her back to us, facing the forest carefully, Harley and I breaking into a car like it was a game and we were secret spy's.
"Find anything yet?" He called to us, both mine and Harley's heads shooing up in his direction.
"This bag is full of stuff" I called out to him, holding up a bag proudly that I had grabbed from the backseat, Harley helping me climb out again. I handed the bag off to Emily who sifted through it, seeing flashlights, food, water bottles and battery's.
"Nice find" She commented with a smile while Harley gave me a proud high five before we were moving off to the next car.
"Hey Carl? Always within my sight, okay?" Lori told him, her and carol searching a car while Carl and Sophia went to search another car nearby.
"You too, Sophia." Carol told her daughter, both kids nodding in agreement.
Emily kept watch again, Harley and I rummaging through the trunk of a truck this time when the older woman noticed something odd. Back at the RV she watched as Dale laid down, almost as if he was hiding from something, a worried pit settling in her stomach.
"Lori under the cars. Under the cars. Get down now." Rick whisper called over to her with urgency after running throught the maze of cars to find her and Carl. "Carl Sophia, get down" He called to them next.
"Shh." Lori crouched quickly, pulling Carol down and covering her mouth. Everyone rushed to get under the cars, Rick alone and Carol with Lori, Lori keeping Carol quiet while the kids were each under cars.
