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The light that was shining through the bottom of the door had let me know that it was morning time, and I could finally get on with what I was doing. I laid there for a few more minutes, waiting for the sleepiness to fade away, but my eyes still felt like they were about to close. So I stood up, cleaned up my stuff, grabbed my backpack and swung it on my shoulder, wrapped up all of the things in the sack, gathered anything else I could find in the store, and dragged the bag out of the store with me. I wondered how I was going to get all of this home, but I figured a car would work. I looked around, in search of a car so I didn't have to continue this on foot. My eyes landed on a dusty, navy-ish car, and I mentally high fived myself. I smiled and dragged the bag to the trunk, looked around for the keys until I found them on the ground by the tire, and unlocked the car door. I picked up the heavy bag and placed it into the car, shut the trunk door, and opened the passenger seat to put my backpack in. I put my weapons on the ground below the radio and below my feet, and started the car. It took three tries to finally turn it on, due to the egnition not being turned on for so long. I pulled out of the small parking lot and continued to move through the small town. I made a mental note of where the grocery store was and I pulled out of the parking lot. I was driving through a small suburban street when I spotted a nice two-story house that was painted a pretty candy pink. I pulled up in the driveway and tried not to run into anything, and sat in the car for a little before turning the car off. I really badly needed a shower and a change of clothes. But with no water the only thing I had was clothes to get. This should be fun.

*Rick's POV*
"What, it's only been one day, she couldn't have gotten that far." Glenn says. "She can if she has a goal in her mind. We all know Skylar. She would probably be a long time away now." I say. "Well, I'll go get 'er." Daryl suggests. "No one is going anywhere until we can find out where she could've gone." I lay my hand flat on the table, and stare the my fingernails. "We need to know where she is. What if she dies? That would be on us, wouldn't it." Aiden has a look of pure confusion and longing for her, and I know that he has feelings for her right then. "You forget that she has brought this group together. Like glue. She is the hold that keeps us strong, you believe it, Rick. I know you do. So if she does indeed die, it would be under you. Because you waited too long to save her life." Aiden storms out of the house, obviously upset over this issue. I grit my teeth, and hold it together, trying to understand how he's feeling. But when someone says that someone you love is gonna die because of you, it strikes a couple of nerves. And me being under stress makes it worse. I look around the room, everyone whispering and looking at each other awkwardly. I look behind me at the door where Aiden has walked out, and I began walking over to it, slowly and wondering if this was the right thing to do. "You're not gonna do anything bad, are you?" Glenn whispers to me, as he was right on my tail the second I began coming over here. "No. Just a friendly talk." I shut the door behind me as I leave the house and I slip off the porch and off to find Aiden. He's sitting on the swing chair on Skye's porch, with his head in his hands. When he hears the sound of my boots making their way up the wood porch floor, he lifts his head and turns it away from my direction. "She went after Dallas. She's alone, against a group of probably fifty or more people. She can't do this alone, and nothing is being done." Aiden says. "I'm working on it." I run my hands through my hair, without a doubt she'll be dead if we don't go now. She doesn't stand a chance unless we get everyone to help. We don't know how many people there are and they could anhilate us, but Skylar knew that. She's sacrificing herself for a child, but I'm going to make sure neither of them die. No one is dying today, tomorrow, or any other day. I'm keeping my promise. "Fine. We'll head out tonight." Aiden releases a sigh of relief, and relaxes his shoulders. "Thank you." He leaves me and goes into the house, me being glad that he didn't slam the damn door. "So, we're leaving tonight?" Glenn's voice rings through my ears, and I turn to face him. "Yeah. so get ready, this is going to be one hell of a fight."

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