Just what I would like to happen in the Suicide King episode. Will be about three chapters long.

Enjoy...

"Let me go…"

"Andrea!"

"Let me go!" she shouted and pushed free.

"You can't do that." Milton said trying to make her listen to him but she was too busy fighting her way past the two men standing between her and the Governor. "You have to stop..."

"Let him go," she pleaded even though one of his henchmen was holding onto her waist. "Phillip!"

Another blocked her path and shoved the edge of his gun into her stomach, "stay out of this."

"He is my friend."

"It's not up to me anymore, the people have spoken."

"What! They're not speaking. This is a mob screaming for blood. This is not what you worked for. You can't just sacrifice them."

"Get her out of here!" The governor growled.

The men dragged her away but she refused to be silenced, "this is wrong. We aren't animals. You can't do this. Phillip don't do this!"

They barely cleared the outdoor arena when the sight of the familiar smoke made the two men drop her and run back into the fray. Andrea went back in after them and pulled her gun out. She was determined to help and she though she was pretty sure that Daryl was still with Rick's group, she was going to be cautious and armed.

"Get them, kill them!"

She heard Phillip scream but she didn't bother to search for him in the thickness of the smoke. She felt her way blindly and grabbed onto someone. The man knocked her hand off his arm and twisted it behind her back and she found herself face to face with a familiar whiskered face.

"Andrea?"

"Rick! You have to help Daryl. They'll kill him, you have to get him out of here."

"Andrea? How…T-Dog saw you fall," he said still holding onto her arm.

"No time for explanations, go." She shoved him off her and in the direction of Daryl, who had just knocked down the man who had been holding his crossbow.

"Rick!" Daryl shouted dispatching a man that had sneaked up on Rick and Andrea while they'd been talking, "we don't got all day."

"Go!" Andrea said pushing at him.

"What about you?"

"I'll meet up with you in the woods if I can. I have to find out what the hell happened here."

Daryl eyed them curiously but motioned impatiently to Rick with his bow. "The smoke is beginning to clear. I'll be fine." Andrea reassured him with a tentative smile and he vanished in Daryl's direction.

At the edge of the cloud, Andrea spotted Michonne pulling Daryl over the wall and covering Rick's back as he too climbed over the truck. Woodbury's men were still trying to make sense of the chaos and Andrea took advantage of the commotion and fled in the opposite direction.

Luckily people had heard the gunshots and were running through the streets in panic, which helped disguise her true destination. "Go back to your homes and lock your doors." Andrea directed and kept running.

She got to the wall and noticed only two men were patrolling it. Silently the blond crouched down and made her way towards one of the military vehicles that had been recovered from the National Guard soldiers. Taking a deep breath, Andrea walked along the side using it for cover. She had just reached the edge of the truck when the spotlight illuminated her.

"Stop, don't shoot," she yelled out making sure that her gun was securely tucked in her waistband as she raised her hands and slowly walked towards the light.

"What are you doing here?" one of the men asked.

"I heard noises from this direction. I thought that maybe somebody else had gotten in. I just wanted to see if you guys needed help."

"We've got it covered."

Andrea nodded and turned only to bump right into the man that had been holding onto earlier. "I told you to stay out of this."

"I didn't do anything."

"That's for the Governor to decide. Come on."

He gave her a hard jab in the back with his gun and Andrea had no choice but to be marched back to the Governor's house. She was pushed into the darkened room and left to wait. She turned on a light and when nobody immediately burst through the door she ran to the side of the bed and automatically gathered up her things and shoved them hurriedly into her bag.

"Leaving so soon."

"Phillip, I'm so glad you are okay." She whirled around, dropped her bag and ran to embrace him. "I was afraid you'd get hurt in the confusion."

"Were you now?"

She pulled back from his hug and looked up at him in surprise. "What the matter with you? Why are you talking to me this way?"

"Nothing. I just find it hard to believe that you would be concerned since you helped whoever attacked us escape. Not to mention that one of my men found you near the side wall."

"I didn't help anybody do anything. I couldn't see anything in that cloud of smoke so I left to insure that our other wall had not been breached."

"Why the bag then? You meeting up with them?"

"I like being prepared and if you plan on going after whoever attacked us, then I want to go too. Anything else you'd like to question me about?" she snapped.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart. I guess I'm just a little upset about Merle and the whole situation. It cost us good men and the town is in a panic from the first attack. A second just turned everybody hysterical."

"Do you know who attacked us?"

"Merle's brother called one of them Rick. You know anybody by that name?"

Andrea turned away from him and sat on the bed. "Yeah. He was part of the group I was in before I met Michonne."

"He a threat?"

"I don't think so. He wouldn't attack unless provoked." Andrea said thoughtfully.

"You saying we provoked this Rick person somehow?"

"Someone did. I wouldn't be surprised if it had been Merle that caused this problem. He's had a vendetta against him ever since Rick handcuffed him to that rooftop in Atlanta. Besides Merle didn't look all that surprised to see Daryl, which means he knew for sure that he was alive."

"You told him that Daryl was alive when you got here." He said sitting down beside her.

"Yeah but that was eight months ago. I had no idea if he still was."

"There's a prison a few miles from here, my men and I will search there first thing in the morning."

"Let me go instead." She said suddenly.

"Why?"

"If this is a misunderstanding then a friendly face might work better than you and your men armed to the teeth. Let me talk to them and I'll report back and let you know if it is Rick or not."

"It's too dangerous."

"I know them. They won't hurt me and I'll check before I get too close."

"Okay but you stay safe. I wouldn't want anything to happen to you."

Andrea nodded and he placed a soft kiss on her temple and got up. "I'm going to see what kind of damage we have. Rest and tomorrow morning you can go."

Andrea curled back into the bed and wondered how she was going to get Rick to listen.

"Do you trust her?" Milton asked as soon as the Governor closed the door.

"I don't know where her loyalties lie but it doesn't matter. As soon as she gets close to the prison and gains their trust, we'll take all of them out including her."

Milton nodded and together they headed out to comfort the terrified populace.