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011: ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅʏɪɴɢ ꜰɪʀᴇ

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They buried Dale with the others, and began to move inside.

They loaded the cars, and had them facing the driveway in case of a need for a quick exit. Beth went through the attic, and found some old clothes of her's and her brother's for the kids, since though Carl had more clothes, Danny was taller than him and Rachel much smaller, and with it getting so much colder, they needed something to keep them warm.

Everyone got organized in the house, mostly the living room. Lori separated the men from the women, and Danny was way too excited to sleep under the dining room table.

Shane was just getting crazier by the hour. Taylor really didn't want to sleep in the same room as him, she hated even seeing his face. So, she put Sophie and herself as far from him as she could get.

They boarded up the windows on the lower floor, and build lookouts in the barn and windmill. Everything was going pretty well until Sami went to get Randall. Daryl and Rick were taking him out, ditching him somewhere with some supplies. Rick had asked Andrea and Sami to keep an eye on things, stop Shane from loosing his shit while he was gone. Neither of them thought it was a good idea, but went along anyway. 

But Randall was gone when Sami went to get him, leaving only bloodied handcuffs behind. And so, pretty much everyone was there in a matter of seconds. Except, Sami noticed, Shane.

"Rick!" Shane bellowed, walking out of the woods with blood pouring from his nose. "Rick!"

"What happened?" Lori yelled.

"He's armed! He's got my gun!"

Carl's eyes widened, looking at the blood. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine! Little bastard just snuck up on me, clocked me in the face."

"Okay! Hershel, T-Dog, get everybody in the house. Sami, Daryl, Glenn, you come with us." Rick ordered. 

Carol looked at them. "Just let him go. That was the plan, wasn't it? To let him go?"

"Not where he can find us again." Taylor crossed her arms. "If he finds a road-"

"Taylor, keep everyone inside." Rick ordered, and marched for the woods.

Danny held tightly to Sami's hand as the others went to the woods.

"Ya vuelvo, ¿vale? Stay with Lori."

Danny nodded, and took Lori's outstretched hand, as the pair ran their separate ways.

"I saw him head up through the trees that way before I blacked out." Shane said, as they entered the tree line. "I'm not sure how long."

"He couldn't have gotten far." Rick said. "He's hobbled, exhausted."

"Doubt he can walk on his leg." Daryl put an arrow in his crossbow. "Taylor almost popped the knee out."

Sami looked at Daryl, feeling stupid, like something was right in front of him. "Track?"

He shook his head. "Nah, there's nothin'.'

"No point in tracking, he went this way." Shane insisted. "Come on, let's go."

"The kid weights a buck 25 soaking wet." Daryl looked at him. "You trying to tell us he got the jump on you?"

"I'd say a rock pretty much evens those odds, wouldn't you?"

"Alright, knock it off!" Rick yelled. "Daryl, Sami, Glenn, you take up the right flank, Shane and I'll take up the left. Remember - Randell's not the only threat out there. Keep an eye on each other."