Trish turned and hugged her all the way. "Andrew wait up." She said patting the girl's back.

Jules saw a very small amount of color return to Kristine's face. "It's working..." She said happily.

(Carl and Miles?)

Jesse finished wiping her off and looked in the drawers for something she could wear, He started singing his and Quinn's song. "The stars reach down to kiss you... I lie awake and miss you......" He smiled as the baby yawned a little.

Miles looks away. "I-I'm sorry to bring it up." He felt bad.

Carl was grabbed by the big man, the mans hand big enough to crush his throat. He was unable to scream, his neck being held close.

The man smiles. "Well aren't you a little piggy? You'll go grey with the others..."

Rick sighs putting the paper in his pocket. "Just not right now..."

The girl looks up at the boy. "The rain pours down here, to stop the earth harsh thirst...." She starts. If the boy was her brother, if he just forgot then that was something only he would know, he would finish their poem. If not then he was the close person too her.

Russ shrugs. "It's nothing to worry about." She said keeping herself from crying.

Nathaniel saw the man holding Carl as he got closer. He rushed the man elbowing him hard in his back.

Andrew shook his head at the girl. Why would she be saying that.

The man just chuckles. "You have a big pig friend don't you?" He punches the young man in the chest.

The girl sniffs. "Please just speak to me!" She shouts.

Nathaniel felt his lower back cease but he couldn't let the man hurt Carl. He ignored the pain and tackled the man forcing him to let go of Carl. He kept his head low as he held onto the man. "Run Carl! Run!" He shouted loudly, muffled by his arms.

Andrew looks at her stupidly. "What do you want me to say? I'm not your brother. I got the woman I loved killed and her little sisters hurt. You don't need me!" He said as he turned around and started walking quickly to camp.

Trish looked at the girl and patted her back. "He had a rough day. But I'll talk to you." She said with a friendly smile.

Jesse had gotten his daughter dressed but was surprised to see that even the smallest size was way to big for her. "You might be strong but you were still early..." He said picking her up continuing the song. "The silence isn't so bad... till I look at my hands and feel sad... 'cause the spaces in between my fingers are right where yours fit perfectly." He sang as he rocked her smiling as she yawned again.

Carl limps away some. "I can't leave you!" He shouts. If only he had the gun he had stolen from Daryl.

The man reaches for his attacker, taken him on his hand. He held Nathainal by the neck. "No one takes me for a fool!"

The girl cried more. "He does not recognize me is all, he will come around..."

Nathaniel was frustrated at Carl. If he had been willing to die then it would have been wasted. He tightened his neck mussels to keep the guy from crushing his throat. he started doing two things at once, Puching at his attacker's throat and lifting his knee between the man's legs.

Trish rubbed her back again. "I don't think he is who you think he is. How long ago did you last see your brother?" She asked hoping to help calm the girl down by showing her the truth.

(Miles and Rick?)

Jesse smiled as she finished falling asleep near the end of the song. He looked down at her face and thought for a moment. "Hope.... I think you look like a Hope..." He whispered to her. He'd have to ask Quinn what she would like to name the baby before he actually gave her a name though.

Jules watch Kristine very carefully as she waited for Rick or Nathaniel to come back. She jumped a little when Kristine propped herself up on her elbows coughing. She turned to her side a little as she coughed up some blood. She laid back slowly, closing her eyes. "W-where's R-rick?" She asked her voice barely noticeable. "Carl went to get him, they should be back soon..." She said as the woman grabbed her hand in her frail one. "Thank you...." Kristine said squeezing her hand weakly as she coughed a little more.

Rick sighed. he stepped out of the gas station and walked down the raod toward the camp.

Carl wanted to help but did not know how to. He had to go find help....but everone at camp would think him only playing or would have other things on their minds....

the man seemed only to get angrier at the punches and kicks. He held the boy higher, just out of reach.

Abigail looks at her, thinking. "about a week, im not all that sure his name was really even Andrew anymore. I just need to think..."

Miles smiles at her, putting a kind hand on her shoulder. "It ok to cry, just know that the best time to cry is with friends."

Nathaniel's face started turning red. He tries pulling the man's hands away from his neck but his hands were slippery from sweat making it impossible. He kicks one more time only at the man's knee. He feels it bend back more then is natural.

Trish thought for a bit she couldn't confirm that Andrew wasn't with this girl a week ago. She smiled sweetly at the girl. "Well there's food at the camp, and blankets."

Russ locks her jaw swallowing her tears. She shrugged off his hand. "No it's not. It's never okay to cry. I don't even know your name." She said not really thinking as she concentrated on not crying.

Jesse looks down at Quinn as she slept. Her arms were folded perfectly to cradle the baby. He smiled and placed the baby in her arms. He sees Quinn wrap her hand over the blanket he had wrapped around their daughter. He sits down next to them humming their song still as he watched them sleep.

The man growls with flustration. He throws the boy he had in his hand, not caring for him any more. "Ill get the boy! Ill get him if it is the last thing i do!" he limps away, picking up an ax along his way.

Miles smiles. "Im Miles, sorry if i did not say it before." he looks at her, ignoring anything else. "Look it is ok for a woman to cry, it is part of their nature. Dont try to hold back something that is a part of you."

Abigail looks at her. "can i come to your camp? i wont be a bother..."