Witch Way to Life or Death

Chapter 15: Reunion Time Pt. 2

Two Weeks Later

~Unknown POV~

We'd been watching them from the woods for 2 days 'fore we made ourselves known. My brother had a plan, get in with the group and while they was sleeping we'd rob them blind. I ain't like it. These people had kids with them. I wondered if I'd have any running 'round now, if I had just stayed instead of running off with my brother. Sometimes I'd dream bout her. Her pretty blonde hair between my fingers, them soft lips on my chapped, the sounds she made when we were together, or how she smelled like wildflowers and coffee. God, could she drink coffee like there was no tomorrow. Had my momma lived this long she would have called her my match. Momma was always gone on about things like that and never settling like she had with my old man. Guess that's why there'd never been anyone after her. Ain't matter what my brother said, he may have gotten me to leave but I'd stayed true to her. I love her even now. Might be a fool's hope but I hoped she was still alive out there, somewhere. That maybe I'd see her again and it wouldn't be as one of those things. She was strong and I prayed she still remembered how to use that crossbow I got her.

~Cordelia's POV~

I knew the others wanted to keep moving on but I couldn't. Call me naïve but I wanted to wait for Daryl. I didn't know how I would react when I saw him again. One thing I did know though, was that I couldn't leave when there was a chance for my girl's to know their father or Daryl to know his daughters. There was a part of me that even after 9 years still loved him, wanted him to appear and say it was a misunderstanding, that there was a damn good reason he left. I wanted to show him our beautiful girls and scream at him for not being there for every step of the way. Tell him how Leon had been there, had raised the girls, had taken on the role he left empty with nothing but a some wildflowers and a note. I couldn't even look at wildflowers anymore without that ache.

The first couple days, Violet and I had set up a first aid station just in case someone needed medical attention while Dean along with Shin had taken small groups and shown them what was safe or not to eat in the woods that surrounded. Shane set up defense and weapon classes though Rick would join in just a few days later. The wonders of magic meant he wouldn't be out of commission as long as he would otherwise. Glenn and Dean had gone into the city to get BB guns for target practice. Many of those we'd brought to the quarry had joined in the classes but some had looked down on us for suggesting it saying the army would be coming and that there was no way we were going to be teaching them or their kids how to use a gun or knife to kill sick people. I we would do our best to prevent it but I really hoped those kids didn't suffer for it.

More often then not at the first aid station, we would see people come for a small cut or a child that had scraped themselves after falling. Sometimes, it was the older people in camp, like Dale who had arthritis in which case we would provide some turmeric powder to add to their food to help with the pain. The worst though were the people who would come screaming that there was something wrong with them scaring the camp because they had decided to do their business in poison oak and had a rash spreading cause they kept touching the damn thing when we told them not to. They would holler about how they were infected and it was spreading and that we didn't know shit. It was usually those who had sneered at us for setting up those classes. 

It was my day to lead a few others on a hunting party. I was joined by Amy, Glenn, and Morgan. They had learned how to track and hunt quickly. For Amy though, I found it to be necessary with her having been one of the first I had seen die on Walking Dead. I knew Dean didn't know about it, he'd missed the first 2 seasons of the show and neither Violet or I had the heart to tell him. So we trained her harder then the others. While it made for some contention between us where that had been none before (we had spoken over the phone and occasionally skype when she had been at Dean's penthouse) she had understood once the three of us had stepped aside and spoken. If anything happened to her Dean would be heartbroken and lost to his grief. Amy knew that he loved her but she hadn't known until the first night in the quarry that he'd wanted her for the rest of his life. Dean had been carrying the diamond cluster ring for weeks before the outbreak and he'd put it on her right there in front of everyone the moment she said yes.