My Dads name is Rick.

Atlanta bound

The next morning ...

Arielle's P.O.V

I wake up alone in the tent. Sun shining through. I get changed into a pair of jeans, a black peplum singlet with flowers on it and and a baby pink cardigan then exit my tent.

I walk towards the RV.

"Morning Glenny, why didn't you wake me up?" I ask.

"Morning Ari, I think you deserved the sleep in because of the rude awakening yesterday morning," he sniggers.

I laugh, "Yeah damn straight, I'll catch ya later once you're off watch alright."

"Hahaha of course, see ya later Ari!" he replies.

I walk over to mom and dad.

"Good morning mother and father," I say as I hug them.
They snicker. "Good morning daughter," mom replies smirking.

"Mornin' Princess," dad says.

"You gonna get Merle today?" I ask Dad.

"Yeah."

"I'm comin'," I say.

"NO!" they both reply in unison.

"Is Glenn going?" I question raising my eyebrow.

"I don't know yet hun, I was planning to ask him but you can't come it's dangerous out there," dad explains, mom nods.

"Come on dad, you just came back, I ain't losing ya again and believe it or not Merle and I talk. We're pretty mutual I guess. We have an understanding. Plus I have to go I'm fast, I'm quiet, I have my katana. I went with Glenn once and nothing went wrong, remember mom?" I state and question her. She looks at the ground.

"I don't know how I feel about this," she replies.

"I think she should co-"

Screams
"MOMMY MOMMY"
Screams

Shit, Carl and Sophia!

"CARL!" mom yells and races towards the screams. "CARL BABY I'M COMING," she yells.

Crap my katana.

"ARI, RICK," Shane yells, throwing me my katana and dad a shovel. I catch it and nod as we run towards the commotion.

We reach the opening to see a rotter chewing on a deer with arrows in it. Daryl. They beat the rotter until Dale chops its head of with an axe.

Not bad old man.

All of a sudden a twig snaps and out comes... Daryl Dixon.

Oh gosh.

"Ah jesus," Shane mumbles.

"Son of a bitch ... THATS MY DEER!" Daryl exclaims,"look at it, all gnawed on by this disease bearing motherless poxy bastard," he finishes, while kicking the headless rotter.

"Calm down son, that ain't helping," Dale calmy says.

"Wha' do you know 'bout it Old Man," Daryl growls taking a step towards Dale, "why don't ya take tha' stupid hat and go back to 'On golden pond',"he adds.

I try to quietly snicker but Daryl notices and smirks, then goes to move towards the deer and take out the arrows.

Dad gives me a look so I whisper to him
"Daryl" then he realises and nods.

"Been trackin' this deer fer miles, gonna drag it back to camp, cook us up some venison," he explains while ripping out the last arrow, "you think we can cut up arround this chewed up part here ?" he asks.