Collapse

                                    

                                          
"EVERYBODY TAKES A WEAPON." Rick rolled the hunting kit Carl had found out onto the hood of the truck. Skye stared down at the various knives, hatchets and other gadgets that it contained.
                          
"These aren't the kind of weapons we need. What about the guns?" Andrea shot at him, hands on her hips.
                          
"You're kidding, right?" Skye fired. Andrea just gave her a look as if she didn't get it. "Guns attract walkers. These don't. Stop going crazy over the guns and learn to play it smart," Skye shot at her, earning a smirk from Daryl. She was so tired of Andrea freaking out over the guns.
                          
"No one asked you."
                          
"But she's right. Skye, Rick and I are the only ones carryin'. Don't need any of ya'll poppin' off every time a tree rustles," Shane took Skye's side.
                          
"It's not the trees I'm worried about."
                          
"Say someone fires at the wrong moment and a herd happens to be passin' by. See, then it's game over for all of us. So you need to get over it." Shane swung his backpack over his shoulder.
                          
Skye reached down and grabbed a machete from the pack and looked up at Glenn who was checking out his new hatchet, a smile spreading across his face. "I don't know what you're complaining about anyways," she grinned. "These are way more fun to play with."
                          
Daryl liked the way Skye thought and smirked while tucking a knife into his belt loop. "The idea is to take the creek up about five miles, turn around and come back down the other side. Chances are she'll be by the creek," Daryl announced, nodding. "It's her only landmark." Holding the strap of his crossbow, he headed off to ready himself.
                          
"Stay quiet, stay sharp. Keep space between you but always stay within sight of each other," Rick addressed the group.
                          
Skye stepped up next to Daryl who was getting the rest of his stuff together before leaving. He threw an old bottle into the bed of the truck, clearly annoyed. "We should be out there by now," he complained. "Wastin' precious daylight while she fights over guns."
                          
"I think they're about ready," Skye tried to say something positive.
                          
He looked over at her staring back at him with concern. It drove him nuts how it seemed she could look straight through him. Looking away, he said, "I would kill for some nicotine right now."
                          
Her hand flew to her pocket. "Why didn't you say something sooner? Found these when I went on that gas station run with Shane and T-Dog." She pulled out the pack of cigarettes.
                          
Daryl's eyes went straight to the small box she held out to him. It was like she was handing him gold. Just as he was about to reach out for them she pulled back.
                          
"You know what, I'll onto these until after we find Sophia. They'll be a nice reward."
                          
Narrowing his eyes at her, he said, "Fine. But I'll hold ya to it." The sound of Andrea getting into it with Dale halted their conversation. Not just theirs but everyone seemed to stop what they were doing. Everyone stood awkwardly as Andrea yelled at him for taking her choice away. Daryl looked up to see Skye stared over at them with a hard look on her face.
                          
 He could tell it really got to her when Andrea went off on Dale. Andrea wasn't everyone's favorite person, but Skye really seemed to hate her. Finishing with Dale, Andrea walked past where Daryl was standing and off towards the woods. Everyone fell in behind her. Trudging on, Daryl couldn't help but wonder if he should've let Skye stay at the CDC. He knew it was a crazy thought and he really didn't regret his decision, but did she feel the same about her 'decision' as Andrea did?
                          
Daryl led the group as they hiked on through the forest with eyes wide open with Skye bringing up the rear with Shane. They walked on in silence until Carl fell back holding his weapon out to show it off to Shane, his hero.