When all is Lost

Chapter four

I look out at the road along with Dale. "So, what exactly are you looking for?" I asked. "A sign" he replied, looking through his binoculars. "I found one!" I exclaimed. "What!? Where?" He asked. I pointed over to the sign that was a couple feet away from the entrance of the camp. "And you've been looking for how long now?" I laughed. He chuckled and leaned back in his chair. "We need somebody like you around, y'know, to brighten the mood" he chuckled. I smiled and sat down on the roof beside him. "What kind of sign do you expect to get?" I asked. "Smoke, fireworks, a sound" he said. "Dale, the city was bombed, I doubt somebody is gonna be able to get a fire going without attracting the geeks" I sighed. "'Geeks', that's what you call em?" Dale asked. "Yeah, what do you call them?" I asked.  "Walkers, Daryl calls 'em idiots, bitches, etc" Dale chuckled. "Yeah, this Daryl guy's gotta take a fucking chill pill and lay off" I grumbled, rubbing my jaw. "Yeah, I saw what happened, you took that hit like a man" Dale chuckled. "Yup, I'm the manliest man in this whole camp" I stated, puffing my chest out. "Gotta shoot all dem mufuckin' walkers, gonna restore humanity" I said, deepening my voice. Dale laughed as if it were the funniest thing he's heard in years. "Then when a girl walks by, they lose their manliness and just fall on their faces" I said, returning to my normal voice.

"Did you have a boyfriend?" Dale asked. "Nope" I said, looking at him out of the corner of my eye. "Why? You implying something, old man?" I asked. "No, no, you were just talking as if you know what it's like to have a man fall for you" Dale sighed. "Uh, I know what it's like to have a man fall on me... Then pin me to the ground... Then punch my jaw" I said. "Heck! That even happened this morning!" I exclaimed. "Oh, c'mon Bunny, give him a rest" Dale sighed. "Why!? I'm not a morning person to start with, my senses are dulled, and everything seems to catch me off guard, I hate it" I sighed, crossing my arms. "Bunny!" I heard Rick call. I turned and laid on my stomach, peeking over the edge of the RV. "Rick!" I called back. "Can you come with us?" He asked. "Where we goin'?" I asked. "Back to the department store, gonna get Merle and the guns" he said. "Ooh! Danger! I'm coming" I said, jumping off the RV. "Daryl coming?" I asked. "Yup" Rick replied. "Alright, and super guard is on, he tackles me again, and I will shop his god damned head off" I snarled. "Alright, that's fair" Rick sighed.

I climbed in the back of the eight wheeler along with Andrea, Glenn and Daryl. Rick and Shane were in the front seat. I could feel Daryl glaring daggers at me, but I pretended not to notice. "So... What makes you so sure he's alive?" Andrea asked me. "What makes you so sure he's not?" I asked. "He was down one hand, and how many walkers were there?" Glenn asked. "You could tie both his hand behind his back and blind fold him and he'd be fine" I said. "Guess you do know him pretty well" Andrea sighed. "Meh, ask Daryl, give him something to do other than glare at me" I said. I'm pretty sure they asked him, but I started staring off into space.

"Bunny, let's go" Shane said, snapping me out of my trance. I hopped out of the truck, hand on the hilt of my sword. "You even know how to use that thing?" Daryl asked, at which I glared at him in response. "Alright" he sighed, taking the lead.

"Padlock's still on" Daryl grumbled. "Back off, pussy, let the man here handle it" I said, pushing Daryl aside. "Sure, you're the manly one here" Daryl scoffed. "Alright, why don't you try, I'll be fair" I said, backing away from the door. "Guys, it's not a competition" Glenn said as Daryl attempted to get the door down, failing. "Bunny, if he can't get it down you-" Shane began before I walked up to the door and kicked it in, the chains snapped like twigs. I smiled at Daryl. "Ladies first" I said, gesturing for the door. Daryl huffed and walked ahead of us.

I followed behind Daryl. "Damn" Daryl mumbled. I peered over to where Merle had been chained, and there was his amputated hand. Andrea gagged, throwing up off to the side, while Glenn and Rick covered their mouths. "Tougher than I thought" I mused. Daryl wrapped the hand up in his handkerchief. "C'mere Glenn" he said, spinning Glenn around and stuffing the hand in his backpack. The expression on Glenn's face was priceless.

"Alright, time to get the guns" Rick said, pulling out a piece of paper that had a plan drawn on it. "Glenn, you'll go get the guns while Daryl and Bunny cover you, I'll be waiting with Shane and Andrea at the truck, when you guys come back, we'll bolt" Rick said. "A'ight, let's go" Daryl said, standing up.

"Sure you don't want me to go?" I asked Glenn. "I'm Sure" he replied. "You got some balls for a chinaman" Daryl said. "I'm Korean" Glenn replied. "Whatever" Daryl sighed as Glenn ran out into the street

A couple minutes went by. "Think he's dead?" Daryl scoffed. "No, he's fine" I replied. The , fast footsteps came back. Two men, one older, one younger came running back with the bag of guns, Glenn chasing them. "The fuck?" Daryl asked. The older man grabbed the collar of my shirt as I was about to grab the bag and her slammed his fist into my side. This didn't effect me, and as I went to head but him, he let go and started yelling in a different language. I grabbed the guns he dropped, and was about to grab him, but he ran off... Taking Glenn with him. I grabbed Glenn's backpack, but he just slipped from it. I went to run after him, but Daryl grabbed my arm, preventing me from going. "Don't, we got this little bitch" he hissed. I turned and saw he had grabbed the younger of the two men. "Let's hope he's got information" I growled, going back down the alley we had come.

"Well, what the fuck are we gonna do with him?" Shane asked. "You're the fucking cop here, ask him questions before I do, I can tell if he's lying with my eyes closed, and trust me, he wouldn't like the consequences" I growled, tightening my grip on the sword. The man whimpered from the corner. "So, kid, where's your camp?" I asked. "Not telling you shit" he hissed. "Wanna see what she did to the last person who didn't listen?" Andrea asked, pulling the hand from the backpack and throwing it beside him. He yelled and tried to get away from it. Being tied up it wasn't easy. "So, location, now" I said, crouching down in front of him. "W-we are set up in a nursing home" he stuttered, trying to get away from me. "I know where that is" Shane said. "Good, we'll let your guys know that the guns are ours" Rick said. "We got them first!" The boy exclaimed. Daryl took a threatening step towards him, making him shut his mouth. "Well, let's go to this nursery home" Shane said.

-Time skip-

Sword drawn, a faced a bunch of people. A couple whom I noticed from the early attack. "There he is! That's the guy who shot me in the ass!" One of them shouted. "And you deserved it" I muttered. "So, you come to give us the guns in return for your friend?" Who I assumed the leader. "No, we've come to get our friend back, the guns were ours to start with" Rick said. "Finders keepers" he smirked, crossing his arms. "You'd better be god damned well talking about the guns, not our friend, he's not an object" I snapped. "Girls got quite the mouth" he laughed, glaring daggers at me. "Back on track, prick, give us our friend" I sighed. "Nah, we need the guns" he said. Rick sighed heavily. "God a plan, officer?" I asked. "No" he replied. "If you show us our friend, that he's safe, we might be able to reach some sort of agreement" I said. "Maybe, I have a few things in mind" he chuckled, giving me one of those looks. "Well, where is he?" I asked. "Well, thing is, you've got one of ours too" he said. I grabbed the kids arm and pulled him forwards. "He's fine, how's Glenn?". The guy called something in a different language, and two people walked off.

We waited for a while. As I opened my mouth to ask what was going on, the two people came out onto the roof, Glenn with them. "There he is, so, what's the deal?" He asked. "You give him, we give you yours" I said. "Nah kitten, you killed one of our men" he called. "We did?" I asked, looking over at Daryl, who just nodded. "Well, what do you propose?" I said, doing my best to ignore the nickname he called. "Well, I propose that we give each other our men, and then we get our guns" he said. "Umm, actually, they are our guns" I said. "I got another idea, kitten" he said. "We'll return later with half the guns, and the kid, you give us Glenn" I said. "Bunny" Rick snapped, but I covered his mouth. "Tomorrow same time" I said, turning and walking away.