A/N. Well, I just heard the news about TWD. Boo Glen Mazzara, yay renewal!

I really wish I knew what direction Glen wanted to take the show. It's too bad.

I'm only half way through the chapter on my Beth/Carl story so if you want to see it, review and let me know.

I need to renew my spark.

But I decided to write about another favorite of mine, Rick/Andrea,

which I do hope they go with in the series, despite Andrea being a ho of late.

From the Watchtower

"So..." Andrea looked around the group in the middle of the cell block. It was obvious that there was no Shane holed up in the prison with them. No Lori. No T-Dog. This was it. This was who made it out alive. Some of them surprised her for being there. Beth, the girl who tried to commit suicide, proved her will to live was much like Andrea's own. Hershel now with one leg was apparently a fighter too. Andrea had been certain Shane knew what to do to survive. It turned out she was wrong... but she'd been wrong about a lot of things lately.

Milton looked lost. He'd helped them escape Woodbury and they took him with them. He took off his glasses and rubbed at them on his shirt. One lens had been smashed but he still wore them, it wasn't like he had a lot of other options. No optometrists in an apocalypse, not even in Woodbury. Daryl wasn't surprised at the current headcount so no one must have died since he'd been away from them. He was more concerned about Carol than anyone else however. He kept staring at her, mouth twitching and shifting on the spot.

"Lori?"

It had to be recent. There was a baby there and it was unlikely they just picked up a baby on the road. "Yeah." Rick ran a hand through his hair. "A few weeks back." Or something like that. Andrea knew how time could run together in this world lately.

"Giving birth to Judith." Carl added, voice oddly level. "I was there."

"Oh." What could you say to that? It was horrible but everyone died eventually, and so many others had fallen too. "Shane?" Her voice quaked more than she would like. Betraying something to the surprise and sorrow she felt. Was it wrong of her to feel the smallest bit more upset over Shane than Lori? She was shocked hearing the news of both them and T-Dog but she somehow thought it was wrong to not care about all of them the same, but yet felt it anyway.

The other survivors glanced among themselves, excluding the few newcomers that had no idea who they were talking about.

"Was it at the farm?" Andrea pressed when nobody would answer her.

"Shane tried to kill Rick." Maggie was the one to tell her. Glenn had a hand on her arm as she stepped forward. Everyone else seemed to look down upon hearing it spoken aloud.

The news hit Andrea like a burst of cold water. What the hell was wrong with her? Phillip... the Governor... and Shane? Was she the worst judge of people in the world (well, what was left of it)?

"And T-Dog?" Her voice was shaking now. She couldn't get how stupid she'd been out of her head. Shane - she thought he was so in control of it all. He made the right calls, he knew how to survive, he was a bit bull headed but so what? He ended up being a psychopath. The Governor seemed to have it all under control too. Psychopath.
There must have been something seriously mentally deranged inside of her that attracted her to such psychos. Had this world changed her or had she always been such a poor judge of character?

"He died saving me."

Andrea gaped at Carol. Even T-Dog had honor. Dale... He knew what Shane was like, he had known and she'd dismissed him. She felt ashamed thinking of what she'd done, with whom and Dale at the same time.

"Anyway, so you guys are certain that this Governor is going to seek out the prison?" Rick took the lead, looking between Andrea and Daryl who told him of the threat almost as soon as they were let through the gates.

Daryl nodded. "That's what Merle was sayin' before he bit it." Bit the dust that was. If it wasn't for Merle they never would have gotten out alive.

"What are we going to do?" Glenn asked Rick, who was back in charge of things.

"We're going to fortify the place, the best we can. Defend what's ours." They didn't want to run any more but time would tell if it was the right call. Andrea had to trust it was. She'd trusted all the wrong people, it was time for her to put some trust in Rick. Dale trusted Rick. She needed to stop herself from making such bad judgement calls in any way possible.

"Have you found weapons here?" Andrea asked.

"We're working on it. We haven't cleared the whole prison yet."

"Then that should be on the list for tomorrow." Michonne nodded at the suggestion. She'd been eying Andrea suspiciously ever since they entered the prison. Andrea was glad to say something Michonne agreed with. It wasn't forgiveness but it was something.

"Then we have a plan?" The big guy at the back asked, one of the newcomers that seemed to be the take-charge type.

"Would seem that way," Daryl shot back somewhat condescendingly at him.

People dispersed. Andrea followed Rick.

"What can I do to help?" She asked.

"You just got back and you want to help?"

"Can't think of anything better to do, supposing this place doesn't have cable or a hot tub."

Rick gave a ghost of a smile. "You can keep watch tonight if you're willing."

"Great." The more excuse Andrea had to keep away from Michonne at the moment, the better and this would work just fine.

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