The Girl Who Ran From Her Past

Days Gone By

-Intersection-

A police car pulls up and Rick Grimes, a deputy, gets out of the car. A young woman follows after him. They walk around amid overturned vehicles and trash laying everywhere. He holds a small fuel tank in his hand trying to look for some fuel. She holds two katanas strapped to her back, a machete on her left hip, a gun on her right, and a knife stuck in each her boots.

They walk past several vehicles where decomposing dead people sit in their cars with flies buzzing around them. They walk towards the gas station and sees that the sign says ‘No Gas'. They start to walk back towards the car but they hear some footsteps. He kneels down and looks under a car. The girl is edge.

He sees a small girl walking toward them with a teddy bear. She is in a night gown and some slippers. She picks it up and starts walking away from them. 'Little girl? I'm a policeman. Little girl.' She stops. 'Don't be afraid. Okay? Little girl.'

'Rick, something doesn't seem right.' The woman states, grabbing one of her knives.

When she turns around, we see that she is a walker with missing parts of her cheek. She starts to shuffle towards them and groans. Before she can get to him, Rick draws his pistol and fires. The little girl is struck in the head and falls down dead. Rick stares in shock.

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-Police car-

Earlier, Rick and Shane, another deputy, are sitting in their police car talking and eating. Lillian sits in the back on her first ride along since graduating from the academy, eating her burger, fries and shake.

Rick starts to speak. 'What's the difference between men and women?'

'Is this a joke?' Shane asks.

Rick shakes his head. 'No, serious.'

'I vote brain cells. Men don't seem to have much. Just look at Shane here.' Lillian smirks.

Shane shoots her a playful glare. 'Hey now. Watch it girlie. Now, back to the question. I never met a woman who knew how to turn off a light. They're born thinking a switch only goes one way. On. They're struck blind the second they leave a room. I mean every woman, I ever let have a key... I swear to God. Come home, house all lit up, and my job, apparently because… because my chromosomes happen to be different cause I then gotta walk through that house, turn off every single light this chick left on.'

'Is that right?' Rick raises an eyebrow.

Shane nods. 'Yeah, baby. Alright, Reverend Shane's preaching to you now, boy.'

Rick smiles. Lillian groans.

Shane continues. 'The same chick, mind ya. She'll bitch about global warming. That's when Reverend Shane wants to quote from the Guy Gospel and say "Um, darling? maybe you, and every other pair of boobs on this planet just figured out that the light switch see, goes both ways, "maybe we wouldn't have so much global warming." Ya  know?'

'You say that?' Rick asks.

Shane nods. 'Yeah. Anyway, uh… Polite version… Still man, that… that earns me this. This look and loathing you would not believe. And that's when the exorcist voice pops out. "You sound just like my damn father. Always, always yelling about the power bill, telling me to turn off the damn lights." Jesus.'

'What do you say to that?' Rick inquires.

Shane sighs. 'You know what I wanna say. I wanna say, "bitch, you mean to tell me you've been hearing this your entire life and you are still too damn stupid to learn how to turn off a switch?" You know… I don't actually say that, though.'