Fighting for my Life

Chapter Six

I finally find Cameron down in the cooking area. She has her curly black hair pulled back into a low pony and an apron around her waist. She must be cooking.

"Hi Cameron. I'm Delilah. Need any help?"

She turns, obviously flustered. "Oh! Hi. You wanna help me with these cookies. They ain't gonna be very good, since I only have half of the supplies, but Merle once told me he loves him some cookies, so I just thought..."

"That's sweet. What can I do?" I ask, resisting the urge to smile. It's obvious that she has a little crush on Merle. I haven't met him yet. I guess he's next on my list.

"I just need some help mixing this all together. Then I'm going to roll them up into little balls and pass them out later."

"You don't have a way to cook them?" I ask her.

She looks kind of embarrassed as she says "Well, I could do it over a fire, but honestly, I'm just to lazy."

"I feel you." She laughs and we get to work.

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The whole thing was very time consuming, but fun nonetheless. As I'm leaving her to pass out the treats, I turn at the last minute and say "Do you know where Daryl is?"

"Yeah, I think he's gearing up to look for Carol. If you hurry you might catch him." She tells me, a smile playing on her lips.

"Thanks!" I say before I hurry off to the crowsnest.

I find Daryl in his 'room', just as Cameron said he would be. He's got his crossbow slung across his back, and a knife in his hand.

"Where are you going?" I ask, trying to sound casual.

"Lookin' for someone."

"Can I come?"

He sighs "Get yer stuff together. And be quick 'bout it." I salute him and march back to my cell to grab my own crossbow. My knife is already in my left boot. As always.

"I'm ready now." I tell him.

"This way." He replies, leading me through a gate and into a dark hallway.

"Look out for any walkers, because there will be some. Stay close to me, and don't die."

"Sounds easy. I got this." He rolls his eyes, but I ignore him. Time to go people hunting.

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Five walkers and two near death moments later, Daryl finds something interesting. A knife stuck into an infecteds head.

I say "Is it possible that its one of the groups?"

He shakes his head, "No. This is Carols knife, she might be in this room." Daryl gestures to a door near the dead infected. I finally put the pieces together.  Its all I can do just to hope that she's alive.