Daryl's Girl

Chapter 127

It was another hour or two before we pulled up next to the chain link fence outside the Big Spot. From what I could see, there didn't seem to be anything or anyone, other than us, in the area, but then again, we all knew that could change any second. So much so that as Daryl came to a stop and kicked the stand down, I climbed off of the bike and pulled my gun from my belt. Even as the others exited the cars, they too also pulled their guns, except for Daryl and Michonne. He had his crossbow and she had her katana.

"So what is this place?" Bob asked as we began walking around the perimeter of the fences, looking at the tattered tents which were set up across the parking lot.

"Army came in and put these fences up. Made it a place for the people to go." Daryl replied. "Last week when we spotted this place, there was a bunch of walkers behind this chain-link fence, keeping people out like a bunch of guard dogs."

"So they all just left?" Bob asked again with a now puzzled expression on his face.

"Yeah, but listen." Sasha told him.

At her response, we all went quiet and listened to the distant sound of music. It was loud enough for walkers to be drawn to it, but quiet enough so that it wouldn't draw them for miles. It was smart. "You drew 'em out?" I turned to look at Sasha.

She nodded. "Put a boom box out there three days ago."

"Hooked it up to two car batteries." Glenn also nodded.

"That's smart." I said as Daryl began to make his way through the gap in the fence. He then stood on the other side, looking over the area before he signalled for us all to follow.

At that, we all then made our way through the femce, one by one, and waited on the other side.

Once we were all ready, we began walking again as Sasha began speaking. "All right, lets make a sweep. Make sure it's safe. Grab what you can, we'll come back tomorrow with more people."

Not one of us disagreed as we split up and made our way around the tents, heading towards the building.

As I made my way past with Michonne, the two of us looked inside one of the tents to see bodies of both walker and human laying on what looked like old army camping beds. As for the supplies, there didn't seem to be anything left for us to take so our only hope was the building itself. I guess even the army themselves, couldn't keep the walkers out for long.

"Hey, come on." Michonne lay her hand gently on my shoulder as she passed me. The two of us then walked around the last of the tents on our side of the parking lot before we made our way over to the others. They'd all gathered next to one of the larger windows waiting for Michonne and I.

"You good?" Glenn asked and we both nodded.

"Alright." Daryl cleared his throat as he then banged on the window with his elbow, perching himself down on the ledge. "Just give it a second.

We all nodded and stood silently as we waited. If there was one inside then they'd be drawn by the sound

"Okay. I think I got it." Zach suddenly spoke up.

"Got what?" I asked and caught the attention of Michonne as I spoke.

"I've been trying to guess what Daryl did before the turn." Zach chuckled and moved so that he was sat besides Daryl.

Daryl just looked at both Michonne and I and rolled his shoulders. "He's been trying to guess for, like, six weeks."

"Yeah, I'm pacing myself." Zach shot back with a smile on his face. "One shot a day."

"All right, shoot." Daryl turned his head so he could look at Zach.

Zach took a deep breath and looked aound at us all. "Well, the way you are at the prison. You being on the council. You're able to track. You're helping people, but you're still being kind of surly." He stopped and turned to look directly as Daryl. "Big swing here...Homicide cop."