Another day opens at the prison. It's been a few months since the last attack from the Governor and his men, the same attack that left all the Woodbury citizens without a home. Fortunately, Rick acknowledged that he couldn't let all those people die without giving them any chance at all. It wasn't their fault if they were stuck with the governor in the first place. With a little effort, they managed to build some kind of home. It wasn't perfect but it was still something. Hershel was the one to establish the changes that needed to be done if they were going to live in a little community. For starters, he wanted a garden and a little farm. He wanted something secure to rely on when food was getting harder to get.

Maggie, Beth and Carol tried to put some life into the prison with bright colors on the walls and new furnitures they found here and there on the runs. It was slowly starting to look warm and friendly. The children could now feel safe and at ease with this new environment. After a while, everyone knew pretty much their roles into the community. Rick stepped back a little bit from his leadership role and took more time to spend with Carl and Judith. He really wanted to redeem himself for the times he couldn't be there and play his role as a father. He was still doing runs and making some calls from time to time but his priorities had changed. Daryl, Tyreese, Sasha, Michonne and Glenn were the ones to assure the security of the prison and making runs to the nearest cities.

They took watch and made sure everyone had everything they needed. Hershel took care of his little garden and made sure the pigs and chickens they found weeks ago were well-nourished and healthy. Carol was still in charge of the food, dishes and clothes as usual but she added a new responsibility to her already busy schedule: teacher. After seeing all those kids for the first time, she knew she had to teach them about safety. She remembered too clearly how painful it was to witness her poor defenseless little girl running into the woods without being able to do anything about it. She never wanted an accident like that to ever happen again. It would be too heartbreaking to lose another child for lack of precaution.

In the last few months, Carol got involved in a lot more stuff then she used to back at the farm. After Lori dying, the matriarch spot got filled naturally by Carol's ability to take care of the others. Everyone depended on her for advices, comfort, clothes and food. She was becoming the central member of the group as she literally talked to everybody. Of course, she always found time to talk to Daryl when everyone was asleep. She would join him on watch when she was done with her chores. It was their little moment they enjoyed spending together. Carol liked to think that she could get used to a life like that; a life where she could teach kids about her knowledge and take care of her loved ones. She tried to enjoy every little moment of peace she could grasp as she knew it was only a matter of time before it would turn ugly again.

As she was cooking the breakfast with Beth, a concerned Carl approached them.

"What's going on, Carl?" asked Beth as she observed the look on his face.

Carol lifted her head and arched her eyebrows waiting for an answer.

"Um…Someone is sick in block B. He doesn't look very healthy. Maggie is trying to figure it out at the moment." said Carl trying to keep calm and conserved.

"I'll take a look. Maybe there's something I can do about it. Carl, I want you to stay here with Beth. I won't be gone too long." said Carol, walking away towards block B.

After a few seconds, she stumbled on Maggie who was leaving the cell of the sick person.

"How is he going?" asked Carol.

"Not so good. He told me he only drank some water and he got sick over the night."

"How's that possible? We have been all drinking the same water for months…"

"Water contamination, I'd say. It's probably coming from the water source near the prison. Glenn was the one to fill the jugs of water yesterday. "

"I'll tell Rick about that. Can you get rid of those jugs of water before the disease spreads out? "

"Sure. I'm on it. "

Carol gently patted Maggie's shoulder and went outside the prison in a hurry. There was no time to lose when so many lives were being jeopardized. As she made her way towards the tower where Rick was on guard, Daryl's presence against a wall suddenly caught her attention. He looked concerned and tried to reach for her.

"Hey, is everythin' fine? Need help with somethin'? "

"I need to talk to Rick. The water is contaminated."

"How's that?"

"I don't know…but we need to find another source of water. We are running out of supplies fast with everyone living here…"

"Want me to go?"

"No…no. It'll be fine. I know you are pretty busy today. Tyreese is probably waiting for you to reinforce the fences with him."

"Yea…I guess he does." said Daryl, slightly annoyed.

A little silence took place between them and Daryl finally added:

"Uh…are we still keeping watch together t'night?"

"Of course! I wouldn't miss that, you know it." responded Carol with a little smile on the corner of her lips and a teasing gaze.

Daryl offered a half-smile and nodded as he let her go join Rick at the tower.