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Randall's leg started to heal up better and I talked Rick into let me sleep in the barn with him. For some reason, Shane convinced him to keep Randall in there. Only chaining him up before Rick goes to bed. I wish I knew why Shane hated him so much. Does Shane know something about him that I don't? I shook the thought as I stepped out of the shower. I took out a pair of leggings and a long grey shirt out of my dresser and started to get dressed.

SLAM…

I turned around, clutching the towel as it was still around me, and I saw Shane. He was standing behind the bathroom door.

"What are you doing here?" I asked. He walked slowly over to me. His steps almost seemed off balance a little. Like if he was drunk.

"I just wanted to talk, Anna." he replied. I could smell some alcohol on his breath. Seems like my theory was correct.

"About what?" I was nervous about his answer. I started do back away slowly as he got closer, eventually bumping into my dresser. I saw a half smile come over his face.

"Just some…stuff I've been thinking about." Shane then moved his hand to the side of my face. He only caressed my check for a second before I batted it away. He chuckled softly and evilly.

"Mmm, Feisty…I like that." He then kissed me hard. I pushed him off and slapped his face.

"Get out of here Shane! You're drunk."

"And yet, my mind is so clear." He came at me again. I tried to push him away, but he grabbed and held my wrists together.

"Let go of me." I said as I struggled to get myself free.

"Nuh-uh little lady. Like I said, you should be with a real man." I then felt his other hand trail up my leg and made its way to my crotch. Before he could, I kicked him with all my might in his groin and he went down. I grabbed my cloths and made my way out to the barn. Before I did I noticed something around Shane's neck. It looked like a key.

"Those must be to Randall's chains." I ripped it off of his neck, but before I could get away, he grabbed me.

"I don't think so, sweetheart." he said while gasping for air. Without really thinking, I punched him in the face and he let go. And I ran out of the house, key and all.

As I reached the barn I managed to get my shirt on, but I didn't really didn't bother with the leggings.

"Randall, wake up." I said as I unlocked his chains. I was so scared, it felt like I could hardly breath.

"What's going on?" Randall asked as he was free. I started to cry a bit.

"It's Shane. He was in my room, and he started…he was touching me and…" Randall held me close to him and calmed me down.

"Shh. It's ok Anna. You're safe here."

"Do you still have that gun I gave you? He might come here." Randall reached into his pocket and pulled out my gun. I opened the chamber and saw that it was still loaded. Randall put it back in his pocket. I hugged Randall again. Wishing that this whole thing was just a dream that I wanted to wake up from. Sadly, I was wrong.

"Well, well, well. Isn't this a touching scene?" My body went cold when I heard Shane's voice from behind me. Randall stepped in front of me and made his way toward Shane. He pulled out the gun and aimed it for Shane's forehead.

"You leave her alone, asshole." he said as he pulled the hammer of the gun back.

"I don't think I need to take orders from you." Shane then backhanded Randall so hard, that he fell to the ground and knocked the gun out of his hand in the process. I then felt Shane's icy gaze fall upon me.

And besides Randall…" Shane started toward me, "I saw her first." Shane started to bolt after me. I tried to get away, but he was too fast. I grabbed me and pinned me on a pile of hay. I tried to kick and hit him, but he was too strong. He sat on my legs and pinned my arms above my head.

"Randall, help me!" I cried. I started to cry again out of terror. Shane started to kiss my neck and the top part of my chest. His hand then continued where it had left off.

"Shane, please stop…" I begged, trying my hardest to break free from his grasp.

THUD

Shane immediately stopped and he fell to the floor. Randall was standing there with a shovel. I was so happy that Randall had saved me. We both ran into the house and woke up Rick and Daryl. I told them all what happened and they carried Shane's unconscious body into his room. After Shane was in bed, Rick pulled me aside.

"Anna, Randall can stay with you in your room from now on. And I'll keep a closer eye on Shane, so if he tries anything funny again, I'll help you two out."

"Ok" I said with a smile, and I gave Rick a hug. "Goodnight."

"Night." he replied.

Randall and I went into my room and cuddled together in my bed. I drifted peacefully off to sleep, knowing that I was safe in my hero's arms.