Author's Note: The chp before this is Fight for Family, so if you haven't read that or got the update via the app..read that first! ^^

Theme Song: "Unknown Soldier" - Breaking Benjamin

If I could have guessed that out of all the things that were to happen that day that meeting Daniel at the pharmacy was one of them..I'd probably laugh it off. But, here he was. My auburn locks blew in the breeze, but I didn't dare grab for my sickles as cold metal was pointed at Hershel and Sasha.

Daniel had grown the hint of a five o'clock shadow since I had last seen him, but his boyish looks were still there. If he hadn't been so psychotic, he'd have been an attractive man. But, there was nothing remotely attractive about Daniel since his ugly personality ruined it all.

He wore army gear, like he had the day I had met him. It was cruel irony that he was standing before me again.

Daniel had a good grip on Sasha and while she seemed scared, she was even more pissed off. They were cutting into the time they needed to get the medicine back to Glenn.

Daniel opened his mouth to speak and I never once took my eyes off of him, "Well, well, it's been a long time. You look great, Vicki. I daresay you've been taking care of yourself?" I sneered at him, keeping silent as Michonne bristled next to me.

I could feel the fury dripping off of Michonne in waves. And if Daniel was smart, which he was, he did too. "You know, it's the funniest thing. I found a few of my men outside a convenient store the day you decided to leave me. I wonder...who could have been responsible for that?"

Everyone tensed and Daniel eyed Michonne's swords and then my sickles. "It wasn't really nice of you to do that." His face warped into a twisted look of rage and fury. "What do you want Daniel?" I finally found my voice and I spoke in a fierce whisper.

He was talking too much and it was starting to get on my last nerve. Daniel smiled with glee and looked at Sasha, turning her cheek to face him and she spit in his face. My eyes lit up with a rebellious gleam and Daniel laughed. His chuckle brought me back to remembering who had the guns drawn. And it wasn't the good guys.

"Fiesty, this one." Daniel murmured, now staring at Sasha and then at me. His eyes were dark and calculating as he assessed the situation before him. Hershel stood still, his face deadpanned, but his chest rose and fell rapidly with nervous fervor.

He wiped his face, not even caring that Sasha spit in it. He twisted his grip on her arm and she cried out in pain, Hershel looking to her now with concerned eyes.

"What do I want.." he mused, looking around with a devilish smile upon his face. "You, of course." Daniel chuckled and his men snickered as well. They were burly men, older than her and probably around her dad's age. They were a strike contrast to Daniel who was probably only a few years older than me.

It was odd someone so young was in charge. But, Daniel had a way about him that made him leader.

A psychotic way.

"Look, I want to make this as painful as possible for you. Truly, I do. So, you come with me and I might just let your friends walk away." At the mention of my friends Daniel looked to Michonne and arched a brow, "I assume there are more of you?"

Michonne shook her head, "Just us. We're all that's left." Michonne lied with ease and Daniel frowned, but it was not genuine. It was mocking and I had to restrain myself from slapping it off his face. However, he took the bait and believed Michonne.

My legs trembled and I could feel my heart beat start to take off. I could not have a panic attack here..not now. "How sad. Tragic, really." He stated, poking out his bottom lip as if he were so sorry for our losses.

I steadied my breathing, or tried to as best I could in this situation, "Then let them go. There's nothing for you here, but me." My words were bold and I was surprised that I had actually said them aloud. I knew it was crazy, but no one here had to die. Not a single person.

Sorry Daryl, looks like I will be playing hero today.

Please forgive me.

I took a step up and Daniel shoved the gun more harshly into Sasha who was shaking her head as if I was suicidal.

"No, Vicki-" Michonne gripped my wrist and I gently pulled her hand off. I held my arms out to my sides as a show of good faith, "C'mon Daniel, I'm right here. Yours for the taking. Just let them go."

I held fast to Daniel's eyes and he seemed to be mulling over my words.

"How do I know you won't try and escape again, hm?" I didn't miss a beat, I quickly spoke up, "I won't. Not if it means my friends are free to go."

Daniel feigned disbelief and hurt as if he and I had some sort of past relationship or something, "You see, I want to believe you Vicki, I really do, but I just don't know. You left me last time. It hurt me pretty deep."

I swallowed and it took every fiber of my being from grabbing my gun. I wanted nothing more than to waste him where he stood.

But, I couldn't because I knew it would end in bloodshed of those that I loved. And quite possibly myself.

If saving them meant going with Daniel, then I would. It would end up resulting in my death at some point in time, but I knew the others would be safe. They would be alive. And no one else would get hurt because of me and my affiliation with Daniel.

In the back of my head though, I knew that the group would never allow for me to just to taken like that.

They would, at some point, fight back.

Daniel was eyeing me for a long moment as I stood silent, not saying another word. I held my chin high and Daniel noticed. He shook his head before shrugging his shoulders casually, "You know what, what the hell. Load her up and don't touch anyone else. I'm a man of my word. I just. Want. You." He emphasized each word and I felt my skin crawl.

Daniel shoved Sasha so that she fell into Michonne, who caught her effortlessly. Sasha's backpack full of medicine still on her back and for that I was thankful.

"Don't need another free spirited woman when I already have to deal with one." Daniel smiled at me, leering over my body as his eyes did a possessive once over.

Michonne stood up with Sasha, their hands ready to grab weapons, but Daniel held up his gun to them both, tsking them as if they were children.

"Don't even think about it." Daniel's words were calm, but laced with venom. He would kill them without a second thought and I stood frozen,

Michonne looked helpless as one of his men grabbed me abruptly. I struggled briefly, "Get your freakin' hands off me, you piece of shit." The man grabbed my hair and I felt fire burn on my tender headed scalp.

Daniel's eyes flickered to my cries, "Benjamin, you know better than to handle my Vicki like that. I'm not going to tell you again."

The burly man looked slightly frustrated for having to listen to Daniel's commands, but he did as he was told and let my hair go before gripping my arm and shoving me towards their truck. It was more like a military humvee, really.

I noticed that the other man still had Hershel, who was frozen and looking relieved that Sasha had been released.

Again, Sasha went to grab for her gun, the relentless fighter in her not wanting to give up. Daniel kicked it out from her grasp before she could reach it. I sucked in a breath of air as he aimed his own pistol right at her head. Michonne was behind her trying to get her to fall back.

"Your people don't listen, Vicki. Tell her to step back." Daniel's voice was no warning, it was a threat. "Sasha-please. Listen to me, just..stop."

Sasha looked like she was on the verge of tears and Michonne stood rigid. "Let me go with him. It'll be okay."

Every inch of my being screamed that this was a bad idea. It was possible I'd never see any of them again. That is, if Daniel allowed them to live like he said he would. Daniel chuckled as Sasha fell back, relenting and looking completely at a loss of what to do since they still had Hershel.

"Who're you?" Daniel asked Hershel bluntly. "Hershel Greene."

Hershel spoke up again bravely, "Young man, you don't have to do any of this." Hershel's voice was so calm and it broke my heart that Hershel was still trying to reason with Daniel.

Daniel chuckled and pointed his gun at Hershel's temple which had everyone on edge, "You're right, old man. Hershel, was it? I don't have to do any of this, but I am. You see, she was mine before she met you. Mine."

Hershel fell silent, no more words needed to be said as Daniel made it very clear what he wanted. Or rather, who.

"Load him up too."

All of us girls shouted no at the same time. But, there was nothing anyone could do. They had guns drawn and everyone's lives were at risk.

"You said no one else! Just me! That was the deal." My words were like ice and I was seeing double now from my adrenaline and rage at Daniel.

"Consider him an insurance policy, if you will. You leave again, or try to, and the old man gets his head blown off." I was stunned to silence by the sheer violence that he spoke of. No, not Hershel. The burly man that had Hershel ushered him into the truck and shoved him inside.

Daniel lingered for a moment, staring at Sasha and Michonne as if he were debating on taking them too, but couldn't make up his mind.

They stared down Daniel. He sighed heavily before grabbing my wrist roughly and bringing me closer to him, allowing the girls to watch as he stroked my hair.

He fawned over me like a play thing and I sneered at him. He smirked, "You'll come around in time, Vicki. I just know it. We just didn't have enough time to get adjusted last go around."

Daniel ran his hand down the side of my face and the touch of his finger tip was like acid against my skin. It was nothing like the comfort of Daryl's warm hands.

Daryl.

My heart constricted at the thought of Daryl. "Where are you taking us?" I whispered aloud, my heart pounding in my chest like a wild drummer.

Daniel smiled at me and whispered close to me so that Michonne and Sasha wouldn't hear, "Home."

He turned to the girls, "You follow us and I kill the old man. And then I'll gut her to pieces and feed her to the undead."

I felt the chills run down my head and straight to my toes at his words. Daniel shoved me back closer to the vehicle, but I was able to turn around and look at Michonne. I had one last ditch effort. One last message to give to Michonne.

I hadn't a clue if this would help, but I knew none of them would just sit back and allow Daniel to have Hershel and me.

We were family.

I blinked rapidly at Michonne. The girls both watched me blinking, pausing, and then blinking again. Daniel hadn't noticed as he dragged me along. He was too lost in his high of finding me. I had taken full advantage of it and it had paid off.

Michonne nodded curtly to me in understanding. I had sent her morse code..morse code for Juno. I just prayed they figured it out back at the prison.

It was the last look I got of Michonne and Sasha as I was shoved inside.

I realized I was heading back to where Hell all started for me.

Back to Juno.

Author's Note: Uh-Ohhhh. O.O Vicki and Hershel are in some deep shit. & Daniel is an asshat..I know. LoL