In The End | Daryl Dixon

Chapter 11: Hells Bells

"Alright, everyones getting new search grids today. If she made it as far as the farmhouse Daryl found, she might have gone further east than we've been so far." Rick was pointing to the map that was laid out in front of everyone.

"I'd like to help." I turned my head around to see Jimmy with his hands in his pockets as he stepped closer, "I know the area pretty well."

"Hershel's okay with this?" Rick questioned.

"Yeah." he said confidently, "he said I should ask you."

"Alright then. Thanks."

Shane sat in the interior of the truck that we were huddled around, "Nothin' about what Daryl found screams Sophia to me. Anyone could have been holed up in that farmhouse."

"Anybody includes her, right?" Andrea looked over at Shane.

"Whoever slept in that cupboard was no bigger than yay-high." Daryl held out his hand to indicate the person was no taller than the middle of his torso.

"It's a good lead." I glanced over to Shane, who was shaking his head.

"I'm gonna borrow a horse, head up to this ridge right here." he pointed to the map, "take a birds- eye view of the whole grid."

"Good idea" T-dog began, "maybe you'll see you chupacabra up there too."

"Chupacabra?" I asked furrowing my eye brows at Daryl.

"You never heard this?" Dale asked. "Our first night in camp, Daryl tells us that the whole thing reminds him of the time when he went squirrel hunting and he saw a chupacabra."

Jimmy laughed, "What are you braying at jackass?" Daryl asked.

"So you believe in a blood sucking dog?" Rick asked Daryl.

"Do you believe in dead people walkin' around?" Daryl fired back, causing Rick to shut his mouth.

Jimmy began to reach for the rifle sat on the hood of the truck. Rick didn't hesitate to stop him, grabbing the rifle before he did. "Hey, ever shot one before?"

"Well, if I'm going out I want one."

Daryl slung his crossbow over his shoulder, "Yeah, and people in hell want slurpees."

I lightly chuckled, seeing a small smile on Daryls face as he walked pass.

Shane popped up out of the truck, "Why don't you come train tomorrow? If you're serious, I'm a certified instructor."

"For now he can come with us." Andrea said.

"He's yours to babysit then."

I scoffed, grabbing a gun from the hood of the truck, waiting for Rick to give us our grids.

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We had been out searching the grids for several hours. When we came back, I saw that everyone was back except Daryl.

"Where's Daryl?" I asked setting the gun down on the hood of the truck so Dale could take them back.

"Not back yet, but I'm sure he will be soon." Rick gave me a reassuring nod. One that I didn't find comfort in.

"Mr. Grimes." I looked to my right and I saw Maggie's younger sister. "My dad wants to talk to you."

Rick nodded, walking towards the direction in which Hershel was in. I took a seat next to Dale who was sitting off by himself.

"Jordyn." I looked over to Dale who had a look of concern.

"Yes Dale?"

"This stays between you and I, but how safe do you feel with this group?" He asked.