Hey guys! This chapter is really short, but at least it's something! The update schedule most likely won't be very consistent, but there shouldn't be long waits like there was previously. :)

Rick and Harry drove for around three hours before their gas ran out. When out did, they continued on foot all the way to King County. Eventually, they managed to make it to Rick's neighborhood. "So," Harry started. "Any chance you think your family's still here?" Rick paused, thinking through his answer, before responding,

"Hopefully they aren't." Harry shot him a questioning look, prompting him to continue. "If Shane learned anything in his training, he would have got them to a military base right away." Harry nodded, and they continued walking. The first thing they saw when they got to Rick's house was that all the doors were open. Rick led the way into his house, sweeping the bottom floor, while Harry took the top. When they confirmed there were no walkers in the house, Harry clumsily flopped down on the couch.

"So, what do we do now?" She asked. Rick's eyebrows scrunched up as he tried to figure out a plan. Minutes later, Harry shot up off the couch, successfully startling Rick out of his thoughts. "I have an idea!" Harry declared, eyes gleaming with whatever crazy plan she thought up. Rick, having gotten over Harry's outburst, raised a questioning eyebrow, prompting her to continue. "We need somewhere to stay for the night, so why don't we just

secure this house? I honestly don't know why I didn't think of it sooner!"

Rick nodded before asking, "While that is a good idea, do you have any idea on how to shield a house from an angry mob of zombies, because of I sure as hell don't."

Harry sighed, facepalming as she shot an annoyed look at Rick. "At this point, I doubt most walkers will be out this far away from the city." She reasoned, "Right now all we would have to do is push a few couches in front of the doors."

"We could do that, but what if a walker gets past the barricade and eats us in our sleep?" Rick asked, not realizing the obvious answer that Harry clearly saw.

"Um, there's this little thing called keeping watch in shifts. Haven't you ever done a stakeout or something, 'cause that is literally the same thing." Harry said, causing Rick to blush at the fact that a teenager was more common-sensed than he was.

"Okay, fine. I'll move the couches, you can cover the windows with something," Rick said, moving on the first couch. Harry sighed before floating blankets over the windows and securing them with sticking charms.