My Dads name is Rick.

Morning after

Arielle's P.O.V

I let my only girl friend get bit. The night before her birthday.

It's all my fault.

I barely slept last night because of mutiple questions running through my head.

How did Jim see this coming ? Where are we gonna go now ? Is Amy gonna survive ? Was my katana...
Oh. My. God.

I jump of my cot, get changed, strap on my katana and leave to check in on Amy and Andrea.

"How is she?" I hesitantly question Andrea.

"Alive," she replies. I release the breathe I was holding, "thanks to you Ari, she's, she's alive. Thank you Arielle," she adds.

Andrea embraces me in a massive hug.

It worked, she's still unconscious but she's alive.

Amy's alive.

I bend down and kiss Amy on the forehead.

"Happy birthday girly," I whisper before exiting the RV.

Glenn's P.O.V

Poor Ari...

I'm pretty sure she's blaming herself about Amy getting bit but she saved her life too. Ari exits the RV with a smile on her face.

That's my Ari.

"Hey Ari, how are you feeling?" I ask.

"Better now Glenny, thanks," she replies as she hugs me, "how are you?" she asks.
"Better now I know you are," I reply.

She giggles, "Good man," she says as she hugs me again before walking off.

Daryl's P.O.V

Tha' was some pretty heavy shit Ari did last night. Poor girl. I'm suprised she didn't sook like everyone else. Hell even chinaman was crying.

Anyway, apparently the blonde chick pulled through but she unconscious. I say put 'er down and outta her misery. She ain't gonna be much use with one arm. She wasn't even much use with both arms anyway.

At the moment though, I gotta clock all these geeks in the head, to make sure they stay dead, and then burn the bodies and bury our people.

Pfft, burn 'em all I say.

"Hey Daryl, need a hand?"

Ari ?

I look up, sure enough.

She looks drained.

"Nah I'm good princess, go have a rest or somethin', ye done 'nuff already," I reply.

Shit, that didn't come out mean d-

"What the... what the heck is that supposed to mean?!" she shakily retorts with her eyebrows knitted together.

Shit Daryl, you've done it now.

"Woah Ari sorry! I didn't mean it like tha' darlin', I meant, ya had ta do some heavy shit last night and ye look drained. Ya've done enough to help, plus ye saved that girls life. Ya needa rest, ye look drained. Ye don't needa be doin' this, we'll take care of it alrigh'," I softly say.

She stares at me for a minute, though it feels like hours then she reluctantly nods and slightly smiles.

"That'a girl, take care of yaself for once sweetheart," I add.