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Cam couldn't believe that Daryl was actually running his mouth like that. The young man assumed that Daryl couldn't hear him as he spoke to Rick about him in such a manner. He found himself waiting along the outside of the prison; far enough back so that Daryl couldn't see him and Rick couldn't turn around to see him there, either. Finally, as Rick walked off, Cam walked along the pavement leading up to the grassy area then tapped Daryl on the shoulder. Giving him just enough time to turn around, Cam drew back his fist, then sucker punched Daryl in the jaw with a really hard left hook.

"If you're going to run your mouth like that about me, you better be prepared to pay the consequences." Cam exclaimed angrily, balling his fist up before punching the man a second time. He hadn't told anyone the full extent of what went on back in Woodbury but if Cam knew what happened to Maggie back there - he would realize that his past was much similar, if not worse. Far more worse.

The sun was setting over the trees lining the forest surrounding the prison. Cameron stood behind one of the trees trying to avoid the sight of walkers as he watched a brown haired man and an older, white haired gentleman talking outside the gate. The brown haired man stood holding a shovel, he was covered in sweat from a combination of the Georgia heat, and working hard out in the fields. Cam took another hand full of trail mix and placed it in his mouth, chomping down on the Cheerios, M&Ms, and cashews as he watched. Wondering if they would be willing to allow him to stay there. He couldn't go back to Woodbury, not after what happened, and he refused to risk it - he didn't want to see if his family was still alive. He had a gut feeling that they weren't, after all.

Taking a deep breath, he slowly stepped out from the trees and began to walk up along the dirt road leading to the gates of the prison. Swallowing another mouth full of trail mix as he walked. He made sure to hold his hands up and out so the two men could see them as he approached. "Excuse me!" Cam called out, quietly approaching both the older and younger gentlemen before him. "Do you...have any room inside for one more? I've been living out in the woods for some time and I'm afraid I can't survive out there much longer. I'm nearly out of food and supplies," Cam asked, setting his gun and knife down on the ground in front of him. After getting looked over from both men, the younger one opened the gate and Cam grabbed his things, so he could run inside before any walkers could follow him in.

Once he was patted down, answered Rick's three questions, and was given the 'all clear' by both men. He followed Rick inside to meet everyone and to get situated. He was placed on the A-Block, where most of the others were, and told he would be sleeping across from Daryl Dixon. The one man that could definitely keep an eye on him so he couldn't harm anyone. It's not like he would, anyway, unless he had a damn good reason.