The next ten minutes were a blur. The door opened and the four were confronted with hell. Walkers started to close in on them almost instantly. Georgie and Andrea started to shoot as soon as the first walker crossed the line. T-Dog and Daryl shot forward and Andrea had to lean forward and cling to T-Dog with her one arm to stop herself from lurching backwards. She felt the fingers of walkers brush past her arms, trying to grab onto her, and she indiscriminately shot at them. She turned behind her, to see where Daryl and Georgie were, and realised they weren't there. Panicking, she swung her head around, and saw them pull up beside them. Georgie signalled to the left, and Andrea saw a hole in the fence. She pulled T-Dogs arm, and saw his head turn, just in time to see Daryl move towards the hole. As T-Dog turned the bike, a walker almost threw himself onto T-Dog. With reactions she wasn't aware she processed, Andrea opened fire on him. The first bullet found its mark and he was thrown backwards. T-Dog almost lost control of the bike-Andrea felt the ground skim past her knee as they leant over, but somehow he saved it, and they were hurtling towards the hole.

Without warning, they were no longer riding on the dirt of the prison ground, and were rushing though the undergrowth of the forest. Andrea had to think fast as branches came at her out of nowhere. Now and then, she caught glimpses of Daryl and Georgie, either just ahead, or to the side. She dared not turn around, convinced that a walker would be just behind them.

Abruptly, T-Dog stopped. Andrea started to panic-had they run out of gas? Did they have a puncture? She was about to start to scream at T-Dog, when she realised where she was. They were in the clearing where they had been picked up by the prisoners, all those months ago. But no one was there-it was completely deserted. Georgie and Daryl pulled up behind them as T-Dog pulled up his visor. He pointed to the sky, where the sun had started to set.

"Sundown. I told Glenn to leave at sundown. We might still be able to catch them." He looked at the ground, and pointed. "Look, there are tracks in the grass. We can track them. We can't stay here, this close to the walkers." He pulled his visor down again, and started to drive, Daryl and Georgie close behind.

It didn't take them long to reach the road. The tracks veered back to where the group had come from, and Andrea started to feel a prickle of hope. They travelled down the road swiftly, Andrea silently willing them to both go faster. They drove for what felt like hours, and Andrea began to fear that they had gone the wrong way, or that the group had made camp for the night and they had missed them. She could feel sleep coming upon her and had to fight to keep awake.

All of a sudden, she saw two faint red lights ahead of her. She sat up straight and felt her heart quicken. To her right, she saw Georgie do the same, turning to her and giving her the thumbs up. Andrea felt a smile creep over her face. Daryl turned his head slightly, and revved his engine, speeding ahead. T-Dog, not to be outdone, revved his and sped up too. Andrea clung tighter to him, torn between fear of the speed, excitement at getting to the camp and enjoying the adrenaline. The lights got closer and closer, and with a stab of joy, she recognised the back of Dales RV. It must have been either taken into the garage, or left in the clearing. Georgie and Daryl were already riding beside it, Georgie was waving furiously. Andrea couldn't help but wonder if she had any fear-Daryl was weaving around the vehicle precariously, and Andrea had visions of her falling and being crushed under the tires. The pair of them speeded up even more, presumably to reach the front vehicle. T-Dog pulled up to the driver's side of the RV, and Andrea saw Dale. He was flicking his eyes between the road ahead, and the bikes beside them. Andrea saw with puzzlement that he looked worried. She couldn't think why.

The convoy pulled over to the side of the road, creating a semi circle that faced outwards. Both bikes pulled up into the centre of the circle. Andrea almost threw herself off the bike in her eagerness to see Dale. She saw him coming out of the RV and made towards him. But then she stopped. She could see the other men exciting the RV and buses, but they all had the same set determined looks on their faces, and guns in their hands. She felt a jolt of panic-what was going on? She didn't understand. She felt a hand on her arm, and turned to see an anonymous figure-she couldn't tell who. They took their hand off her arm, and knocked on her helmet. Andrea suddenly realised what the problem was-they didn't know who they were. She fumbled with the buckle and almost wrenched it off. She saw the men relaxed and Dales face light up into a smile. Somewhere from one of the buses, she heard an overjoyed whoop and saw Adele shoot out of the closet bus and launch herself into Georgie, who threw her arms around her friend and laughed as she hit the ground. Andrea saw T-Dog and Daryl move forward to Billy, who looked relieved, and smiled at T-Dog. Then Dale wrapped his arms around her, and she forgot everything else.

For now at least, they were safe.

This is the end of this story now. I don't want it to go on and on and have 100+ Chapters! BUT I do have loads of ideas for what I want to do with these characters, so I'm probably write a new story for the gang, about life after prison in the wilderness. Thank you to everyone who reviewed and commented on the characters! Hope you enjoyed the story!