The Walking Dead Season 3

Chapter 4

I sit on the ground in a ball. I see Daryl and Maggie hop on Daryl's motorcycle and leave. After a while, I head inside.

"Isabelle! Wait!" Carl calls out. I ignore him, going to our cell and laying down on the bottom. I don't have the energy to climb to my bunk.

I don't know how much time passes when Daryl and Maggie come back.
I don't even realize that they're back until I hear voices talking. I walk out to the baby crying. I lean against the wall, tired, as Daryl begins to bottle feed her.

"She got a name yet?" Daryl asks. "Not yet. I was thinking..... Sophia? There's Carol, too. Andrea, Amy, Jackie, Patricia. Or.... Lori? I don't know." Carl says, turning away.

"You like that?" Daryl croons to the baby. "Huh? Lil' ass kicker?" He looks up, a crazy grin on his face. "Right? That's a good name, right?" He laughs as the group murmurs and chuckles. "Lil' ass kicker, you like that, huh? You like that, sweetheart?"

The next day, we all sit in the cafeteria. I haven't said anything since Lori died. We sit with plates of food in front of us, cold. I have no appetite.

Rick comes up. "Everybody ok?" He asks, coming in. We all turn. "Yeah. We are." Maggie says, casting a glance at me as I look up under my hair. "What about you?" Hershel asks Rick. "Cleared out the boiler block." Is all he says. "How many were there?" Daryl asks. "I don't know. Dozen, two dozen. I have to get back. Jut wanted to check on Carl." Rick says, patting Carl's shoulder and turning to leave.

"Rick, we can handle taking out the bodies." Glenn jumps up. "You don't have to." "No, I do." Rick says, walking to Daryl. "Everyone have a gun and a knife?" He asks. "Yeah." Daryl replies. "Running low on ammo, though." He adds. "Maggie and me were planning on making a run this afternoon. Find some place we could hit for ammo and formula." Glenn says. "Clear out the generator room. Axel was there, trying to fix it. Case of emergency. Want to sweep the lower levels as well." Daryl adds. "Good. Good." Rick says, leaving.

After a while, Daryl, Carl, and Oscar go look for Carol. Since we didn't find a body, Daryl still has hopes of her being alive.

After Carl and Oscar come back, Daryl stays behind, and Beth is making something to eat. Hershel the holding the baby.

Rick walks up again. He looks at the baby, walking to her. Hershel hands her to Rick, and he cradles her. He clutches her to his chest, kissing her forehead.

We head outside. I'm the first to notice the woman standing at the gate with a basket. She goes unnoticed by the walkers, somehow. Rick walks down the path, stopping at the first gate.

Carl runs after him, and I follow. She touches her leg, and the walkers come after her.

She pulls out a Kanata, slicing into the first walker. "Should we help her?" Carl asks Rick, but he doesn't give an answer.

The woman keeps fighting, though she is clearly getting weaker. She falls and passes out. The walkers bend over her, and Carl shoots them. He throws the keys to Rick, and out they went. "Shit," Rick said, shooting the closest walkers.

Rick grabs her, and Carl gets the basket. We hurry back in. "Carl, get a blanket. Beth, water, and a towel." Rick orders, laying her on the blanket. "She's not coming in the cell block," he adds, taking the water. She starts to wake up as Rick drizzle the water on her. "It's alright," he says, setting the water aside. "It's alright. Hey, look at me, look at me. Who are you?" He asks.

She lunges for her sword, and I pull it away. "We're not gonna hurt you," he says, "unless you try something stupid first, alright?"

"Rick." Daryl calls. "Who the hell's this?" He asks. "You wanna tell us your name?" Rick asks her. She stares at him silently. "You wanna tell us your name." He says, only this time it wasn't a question.