The Dead Comes to Life.

Daryl looked at her and took a breath. He wondered that a lot too. He took and stared at her a second before smiling. "I wonder that too." He said towards her. "It doesn't make sense." He added.

Allison smiled at him, "I'm fine. If you want company I can sit here with you. Or I can leave you alone." She replied softly pushing herself up from the ground.

Anya kept her eyes closed and said, "It's just so stupid. I won't force my beliefs or opinions on anyone else, but to me that's how I look at it." She sighed and nodded in agreement.

Rick chuckled and blinked hearing her words and said, "Nah, you can stay. I don't mind company.I just don't want you to get bored." He admitted.

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Daryl took and looked at her and nodded his head, "I know what you mean." Daryl said and looked up at the sky again. He laid there and let a sigh escape his lips. "When this shit happened. Merle and I had been separated. When I found him, some people that used to be in our small group. Left him hand cuffed to a pipe on top of a building. Rick was kind of behind it as well. But I forgave them so did Merle." Daryl paused sighing. "He had to chop his own hand off. For the longest time I asked why the fuck did this shit happen? What the hell caused it?" Daryl sighed. "But to the point, I agree with you." He told her.

Allison smiled sitting back beside of him shaking her head. "I don't think I will." She replied softly and turned her attention out towards the walkers. Every time she saw one she had the urge to begin shooting. She felt anger rise in her. They after all took her husband and daughter from her. She let a soft sigh escape her lips. "So before this mess? What did you do?" Allison asked him.

Anya listened to him and nodded. She said, "Yeah." She wasn't going to tell why her brother had turned or why she had been the one to kill him. She couldn't bear to tell that story yet. She ran a hand throughout her hair as she watched the sky closing her eyes again. "Well, now it's just Allison and Me." She murmured. She didn't even notice she hadn't mentioned the prison group as well. She was just used to saying Allison and herself and that was it. She didn't trust people easily. She just didn't have it in her anymore to trust anyone. She was still tense around Daryl and everyone else. She was completely wary about the people around her. She was wearing her hoodie so now her tattoos couldn't be seen.

Rick chuckled and said, "Probably not. But still. Everyone else hates to do this but Daryl. Daryl does it because he absolutely doesn't want to be around most people most of the time." He chuckled. He heard her question and said, "Oh. I was a Sheriff." He laughed and said, "I was the Sheriff of my town." He smiled softly and said, "I still get referred to as Sheriff." He laughed.

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Daryl heard her and nodded his head simply. He took and turned his attention back up to the night sky. "You know you and I are similar." He told her sighing a little. "I hate being around people most of the time. I really do. That's why I take the shift of the night's watching the walkers and shit. I just like to be by myself. But you...." He paused and glanced over at her. "You are very different. I actually like being around you." He admitted to her.

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Allison smiled at him and nodded her head, "Wow." She replied softly at his statement about being a sheriff. She smiled and bit down on her lip a little. She sighed and glanced out at the walkers. She heard a song playing inside of her head and hummed lightly to herself to the song.

Anya listened to him talking to her, and nodded. She blinked hearing his last words and murmured, "I'll only get you killed." She closed her eyes and murmured, "I"m just trouble. The best option for you is to leave me alone." She meant it too. She didn't mind company that much, but she did mind getting people killed. She hated it. She frowned and then opened her eyes again and looked over at him raising an eyebrow lightly. She bit her lip.

Rick nodded and said, "What were you?" He turned his sapphire eyes to look over at her, curiosity filling the space within them. He watched her gently, wondering what she was thinking. He knew most of everyone was asleep now. Without knowing what time it was, they just went to sleep when tired.

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Daryl shook his head sitting up from his laying spot. He let a soft sigh escape his lips. "No one gets no one killed. These bastards do it." Daryl told her and looked at her. "I don't believe you get people killed. I on the other hand do. I got my brother killed. My friends killed." Daryl sighed and looked at her.

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Allison turned her head slowly towards Rick and gave a light smile. "I worked with the FBI." She replied softly. "I was getting ready to go on vacation actually when all this shit happened. I had came home and there was my husband chewing at our daughter. And soon... I had to do what I didn't want to do." She frowned glancing at him. "I worked with the drug unit with the FBI." She added.

Anya shook her head and murmured, "You don't know me." She heard his words and said, "You just says no gets anyone killed, so you didn't get your brother and friends killed in that aspect." She stood up and started to walk back to her cot, wanting to lay down and just drift.

Rick blinked and nodded, "So you were one up on me." He joked and smiled softly. He nodded and winced and murmured, "That must've been horrible. I"m so sorry. I was in a coma when all of this happened. I had just gotten shot." He said sighing softly.

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Daryl sighed feeling like he'd said something wrong to her. He headed back inside and laid down in his cot. He took and covered up and sighed. He tried his hardest to go to sleep but couldn't.

Allison giggled slightly, "Guess I am." She said and her smile faded at his last words. "Oh my god. You were shot and in a coma? All of this must of have freaked you out really bad." She frowned gripping to his hand.

Anya laid down and played with her knife once more. She soon drifted into a nightmare ridden sleep. She tried to escape the nightmares but somehow they always ended to come find her even when she was running. She woke up in a panic, thrashing around.

Rick chuckled and said, "There ya go." He smiled. He heard her and felt her hand and said, "Yeah. It pretty much did. I got out of the hospital and managed to find my family though, so I guess it wasn't all bad." He laughed softly, and squeezed her hand.

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Daryl heard what sounded like Anya screaming and thrashing. He jogged towards her cell and walked in seeing her in a jolt. "Hey, are you ok?" He asked going over to her worry taking over his rough features.

Allison smiled at him removing her hand slowly. "I guess it wasn't." She replied softly and smiled at him. She looked out at the night scene before them. She pulled her knees up to her chest and rested her chin on the top of her knees.

Anya woke up and screamed as she did so. She moved back a knife in hand immediately as Daryl came through the door. She saw who it was and dropped the knife. It clanged to the floor, the metal on the concrete floors creating an echo all throughout the prison. She heard his question and sighed burying her face in her hands, a shudder going throughout her body. She shook her head.

Rick chuckled and said, "Yeah." he felt her release his hand and for some reason wish she hadn't. He didn't mention it though. She looked up at the night sky and watched the stars. She smiled softly and said, "You should really sleep." He heard a scream and was up in a flat second.

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Daryl walked over to her. He sat beside of her slipped his arms around her hoping she wouldn't beat him to death. He kept her close to him and rubbed her back. He had no idea what to say so he'd try to comfort her this way. He kept rubbing her back in a comforting manner.

Allison knew that scream it was Anya. She took off running for the prison and ran inside and right to her friend's cell. She rounded the corner and stopped seeing Daryl comforting her. She stared at Anya and took a breath, "Are you ok?" Allison asked.

Anya felt him wrap his arms around her and pulled away. She didn't want to be touched. She was shuddering, her whole body shaking. She heard Allison and whispered, "No." She shook her head and felt tears start to fall. "No." She repeated and this time pulled her knees to her chest. As the shaking increased so did Anya's body going into a ball. She felt tears start to fall down her face. She mumbled, "I haven't been okay for a long time." She looked up, tears falling down her face. Her green eyes seeming like a pool of water. She felt the tears fall down her face. "The worst part is it's my own damn fault." She shook her head and mumbled, "Sorry for worrying you." She buried her face in her knees again.

Rick saw Allison take off running, and figured that Daryl was there and so was Allison. He also figured everything was okay. It wasn't a scream like she had seen a walker. More like memories. He had those screams sometimes as well. He let Allison take care of it, considering he didn't know a thing about her.

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Daryl frowned and got up leaving Allison to take care of her. Daryl walked out to Rick and sat down beside of him letting a sigh escape his lips.

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Allison sat down on the cot beside of Anya as she took and frowned at her. "Don't be sorry." She whispered to her friend. "Anya honey it wasn't your fault." She whispered to her trying any way she could to comfort her friend.

Anya heard her and heard Daryl leave and mumble, "It was my fault. It was my fault because I couldn't protect him. It's my fault Alex died." She whispered and fell against Allison, her head falling into her lap. She closed her eyes and curled into a ball.

Rick heard Daryl and said, "What's wrong?" He had heard the sigh. He looked over at him and raised an eyebrow as he waited for his best friend to say something. He respected Daryl, that much was true.

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Anya heard her and heard Daryl leave and mumble, "It was my fault. It was my fault because I couldn't protect him. It's my fault Alex died." She whispered and fell against Allison, her head falling into her lap. She closed her eyes and curled into a ball.

Rick heard Daryl and said, "What's wrong?" He had heard the sigh. He looked over at him and raised an eyebrow as he waited for his best friend to say something. He respected Daryl, that much was true.

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Anya heard her and heard Daryl leave and mumble, "It was my fault. It was my fault because I couldn't protect him. It's my fault Alex died." She whispered and fell against Allison, her head falling into her lap. She closed her eyes and curled into a ball.

Rick heard Daryl and said, "What's wrong?" He had heard the sigh. He looked over at him and raised an eyebrow as he waited for his best friend to say something. He respected Daryl, that much was true.

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Anya heard her and heard Daryl leave and mumble, "It was my fault. It was my fault because I couldn't protect him. It's my fault Alex died." She whispered and fell against Allison, her head falling into her lap. She closed her eyes and curled into a ball.

Rick heard Daryl and said, "What's wrong?" He had heard the sigh. He looked over at him and raised an eyebrow as he waited for his best friend to say something. He respected Daryl, that much was true.

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Allison frowned feeling the tears fall from her own eyes. She petted Anya's head lightly. She sighed looking down at her. "Honey, you did everything you could to protect him. I know that for a fact." She whispered to her best friend. She kept stroking her hair and wiped some tears away from her eyes. "If he could tell you, he'd tell you. You were the best big sister and you did everything in your god willed powers to keep that little sweetie safe." Allison whispered down to her.

Daryl sighed and looked at Rick. "In the short amount of time those two girls have been here." Daryl paused looking out at the walkers lurking at the fence. "I have felt myself pull towards Anya. She is like me in so many ways. And some events have occurred in our lives that make us more alike." Daryl paused staring over at Rick. "I like her a lot Rick, and I don't know how to show her that I want harm her or let anything harm her either." Daryl sighed out burying his face into the palms of his hand sighing heavily.

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