"Jan!" Rick ran after her. "Janet no! She's gone!" He shouted but he knew she probably couldn't hear him. He sped up, hoping that he might catch up with her.
After a few minutes of running, he found Jan bawling in the middle of a clearing. Fresh tire tracks suggested that Sam had been taken by someone with a car. He was pretty sure he knew who it had been.
He came to stand in front of Jan. He took hold of her shoulders and tried to look at her face, but he couldn't. Instead, he just pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her. He was trying to comfort her and maybe even himself as tears threatened to push their way out.
Sam may not have been his sister, but he still cared for her as if she was. It also killed him to see Jan, usually strong and brave, crying.
"We'll find her. I swear to God, we'll find her. I know we will."
Lara decided it would be best for her to stay behind and tend to Daryl. She positioned herself so that the sun would stay out of his face. She pushed some grimy hair away from his forehead before checking his neck for a pulse.
Though his state of unconsciousness was not something to take lightly, she couldn't help smiling just the tiniest bit. He looked so peaceful. Intense, badass Daryl looked relaxed.
She pulled his head into her lap and then tore a piece of cloth off of her shirt. She poured some of the water she found onto it and placed it on his forehead to help keep him cool.
Carol patted Glenn's shoulder. "Well, keep an extra eye open." She joked. "Maybe we should get you a second scope for the other eye.
"Or just get me some binoculars." Glenn gave her half a smile.
"Or that." She chuckled before leaving.