"Baby Sister" (The Walking Dead Fanfic)

Chapter 16 - Can't Put My Finger On It

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Her screams filled the air and everyone started to scream. I got up and yelled for everyone to get to the RV. My group immediately ran over and hid behind Gabe who was shooting. Parker and Cody grabbed bats and stated smashing anything that got too close. I pulled my gun out and started to back my way up towards the RV shooting every one I saw.

One down, two down, three down. Headshot after headshot. What I didn't know is that there was a walker behind me. I kept back up and back up towards the RV and the walker kept coming for me. Evelyn screamed my name and I turned thinking there was one in front of her. There he was, he was basically on top of me. He didn't have a shirt on and he had scratches and blood all over him and he didn't have any skin near his mouth. He fell on top of me and it was able to hold him up. I heard Gabe, Katherine, and Evelyn scream my name and I tried with all of my might to hold him up. Another fell on top of him and I reached for my gun. I got it and shot the first on in the head. He was weightless on top of me and before I could reach up to shoot him a gunshot blasted him a few feet away from me. A young Asian man came up and pulled the dead walker off of me. He picked me up and ran over to the RV. I covered his behind as he ran. He put me down and told me to stay there. All the men were shooting and they kept shooting. I climbed on top of the RV and started picking them off too.

I shot the last one and finally took in what was happening. I didn't even bother to go for the ladder and jumped down from the RV, causing Eve and Katy to scream bloody murder. Everyone turned and pointed their guns at me. I put my hands up signaling it wasn't a walker. They all calmed down and a man yelled for Carl.

"DAD!" Carl yelled back crying. A man with brown hair and a sheriffs uniform ran up and grabbed Carl. Lori just stood there and cried. I was sitting with the girls while the guys stood around us. The young Asian man who saved me was looking around like a crazy person and panting. Someone started crying loudly behind me. Everyone then turned to Andrea who was on the floor crying over her sisters dead body.

Lori fell to her knees in shock. I started to cry with Evelyn and Katherine. Why does this always happen. I can't even stay with a group for a day and someone dies. It's not fair. Amy was an amazing girl. She was so nice and smart. I can't believe she's gone. Andrea started crying her name and yelling. I started to cry harder and Gabe came down to comfort me. Parker held Katy and Cody held Eve as we cried. We just sat and cried listening to Andrea cry.

"I remember my dream now, and why I dug the holes." Jim said breaking the silence. Oh god, he had a dream like mine. I always get those dreams where something happens and then it comes true the next day. We were all in a circle just morning our loses. I realized that the Asian man must've been part of ricks group. I walked over to him and went to try and talk. I wiped my eyes.

"Hey, um, I just wanted to thank you for helping me out back there. You really saved my butt." I said. My voice cracked because if he hadn't done that, I might have been bitten or jut plain out eaten alive. He looked at me with sad brown eyes.

"Your Welcome, uh." He said questioning the last word.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I came into the group just after you left with those other people and Rick. Lori told me about him but I don't know anyone else's name. My name is Hailey." I said. I didn't really know what to say.

"Oh, ok. Well my name is Glenn Rhee. Those men I was with are T-Dog and Daryl." He smiled a warm smile and I hugged him, thanking him again for saving me. He held on to me but let go and leaned down to be face to face with me.

"How old are you, Hailey?" He asked.

"11. Why?" I answered. I didn't understand why everyone wanted to know how old I was.

"Wow, for an 11 year old, you have a pretty good shot. How did you learn to shoot like that?" He asked. I was about to answer but I was interrupted.

"Yea, how do ya know how to shoot so well?" Shane asked with the man in the sheriffs outfit next to him. The man walked over and knelt down. He held out his hand.

"Rick Grimes. And who might you be." I had everyone's attention now. Glenn was looking at me and so were the other two men. One was a larger, darker skin-toned man. The other looked like just a plain old redneck. He had a crossbow and his sleeves were cut off to show his muscles. He looked very familiar but I just could not put my finger on it. I stared at him for a good moment and he started to get uncomfortable.

"Well, ya gonna tell your name or not?" The redneck asked. He had a very large southern drawl and I knew he was from around here.

"Yea sorry. My name is Hailey. Hailey Anne Dixon." I answered.

I never thought I could see such a face of shock.