Rick's POV
"Hey Daryl back yet?" Carol asked me as she was walking into the RV. "Not yet" I told her we got back two hours ago and no one had even noticed Daryl's absences. I scanned the camp and saw T-dog leaning against a tree reading one of Hershel's books I walked over to him. "Hey you seen Daryl sence he got back from the search" I asked him he looked at me then simply said "no". I began to worry. I gathered everyone and told them" okay Daryl is messing and we are going to find him he's probably in his tent or still in the woods. Glenn check in the house, Dale keep a watch if he's just returning, everyone else go to sleep if he doesn't return by morning Glenn,Andrea,Shane,T-dog and I will go look for him at first light in the morning." Everyone was walking away I grabbed Andreas are and she looked at me confused " let's go check his tent" I told her she nodded and we went in the direction of his tent. I unzipped the flap took a deep breath and getting ready for what I was going to see. I stuck my head in and sighed when I didn't see Daryl or his crossbow. I came out of the tent " his crossbow nor he is in there" she nodded. "Let's get some sleep, I'm sure he'll come home some time tonight!"
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Hurt And Missunderstood
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