"What do you think of that guy, the priest?" Carol asked Daryl while getting water. "Think he's okay?"

"Don't know." Daryl shrugged. "He's too…twitchy."

"Yeah." Was all Carol said.

"I think he's a weirdo." I threw that out there.

"Why?" Daryl asked. He had that same amused look on his face from earlier. It's like he waits to hear my opinion on things so he can laugh. I don't know if it makes me mad or not.

"Cuz he really stayed in that church this whole time? And he said he never killed no one. Even I killed someone."

They were both silent for a few seconds, I didn't miss the look they shared. Daryl finally sighed. "Le…that's not somethin' to brag about."

"I weren't braggin'. I had to, that don't mean I wanted to."

"I know, but still…

"Okay, well…my point was the priest is a damn yella belly."

"That isn't very nice, Leann."

"Who said I was nice?" I smirked.

"I did." My brother narrowed his eyes at me. "Swearin' is one thing, but you don't call people names. Ya hear me?"

"Yeah yeah. Don't call people names." I mocked him.

He let out a small laugh. "Ya know, yer a smartass. Yer gonna get it one day."

I grinned from ear to ear taking that as a complement. "Yeah, right!" I giggled and began walking.

We each had two jugs of water and were on our way back to the church. We got a good bit. Carol was really quiet the whole time. I wondered what was wrong with her? I'll have to asked Daryl later. Maybe he knows?

"Hey, I get it." My brother finally said to Carol. "You don't want to talk about it. You okay?" Talk about what? So he does know?

"Gotta be." Was all Carol said.

"We get to start over. All of us with each other." Daryl said. "You saved us all by yourself."

"We got lucky. We all should be dead." Carol said. I gave her a weird look. She just wasn't herself at all.

We noticed a car up ahead. Maybe it still works?

"I'll check it." Carol said and walked faster towards it.

The three of us were quiet while Carol looked over the car.

"We should leave this here for backup in case things go south at the church." Carol said and closed the trunk.

"Want me to carry one of those?" Daryl asked Carol referring to the jugs of water. Except when he said it, he accidentally dropped one of his. We paused then Daryl looked embarrassed.

"No." Carol smirked. I laughed and Daryl put a hand on his face. Then I felt kind of bad because I guess he really wanted to carry them.

"It's okay, Daryl." I said. "You can carry one 'a mine." I smiled.

Carol and Daryl laughed. I couldn't tell if it was with me or at me?

"Thanks, Le." Daryl raised an eyebrow while still laughing a little.

"What's so funny?"

"You are, sweet thang." My brother said. I cringed. He hasn't called me that in so long.

Rick and everyone got back to the church a little after we did. They found a lot of canned food. We were sitting together kind of having a little celebration. I, of course, planted myself right next to my brother. I don't like being far from him. I don't like being away from him at all. Whenever I am, I start feeling like I'm going to pass out or something, like I can't breathe. I don't know why. I just…don't like being away from him.

As we were sitting there, I noticed Daryl was kind of staring at nothing. He was looking at the door, but when I tried to see what it was that he was looking at, I didn't see a thing.

I waved my hand in front of his face earning a glare from him. "What the hell are ya doin'?"

"Ya looked outta of it." I said. "Are ya okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

I felt like he was lying, though. I hugged him, he let out a small laugh.

"Le, I'm fine. I promise." He patted my arm. "It's just…you seen where Carol went? She was here a second ago."

I shook my head. "Maybe she went to the bathroom?"

"I don't know."

I looked down at my plate then back at Daryl. Now was as good a time as any. "Hey, Daryl? Is somethin' wrong with Carol? She actin' strange."

He gave me a small smile. "She just went through some shit out there."

"Want kinda shit?"

"Not sure, but it has somethin' to do with those two girls that she was taking care of at the prison."

"Lizzie and Mika?"

"Yeah. Tyreese got them out of the prison during the attack. Carol must have met up with them at some point."

I put my head down. Carol sure went through a lot. With her husband beating her and all then her daughter dying now Lizzie and Mika? I felt really bad for her.

"Hey, I'm gonna go look fer her." Daryl said standing up.

I grew a little frantic. "I'll come, too."

"No." Daryl grabbed my face with one hand. "Yer gonna stay here. I mean it this time. I'll be right back, I promise."

I swallowed hard and got a nervous feeling in my stomach. "Okay." I agreed.

"Good girl. Now get some more food. Ya didn't eat much." I watched him walk out the door.

I looked down sadly. I hope he comes back soon. I don't like this not one bit.

I sat there staring at the door. Daryl still hasn't come back yet, and I was growing more worried by the second. He promised he would be right back, so where is he? I started breathing heavier.

"Hey, Le? You okay?"

I looked over at Carl. I just nodded.

"You look worried? What for?"

I thought for a minute. I guess it wouldn't hurt to tell him. "My brother went outside to get Carol and they ain't back yet."

"Really? When?"

I shook my head. "Not sure, but it's been a while."

"You should tell my dad."

I was going to just say no, but then I started getting bad thoughts as if something actually happened to them. "Okay." I agreed.

Both of us walked over to where Rick was sitting, he just got done eating.

"Hey, dad." Carl started. "Le says Daryl and Carol went out and haven't come back yet."

"How long ago?" Rick seemed alarmed and was on his feet in a minute.

"I-I ain't sure 'xactly. It was like right after Abraham was talkin' about goin' to Washington."

Rick had that look on his face. He turned to everyone and shouted over their conversations. "We got a problem." Everyone turned their attention to him. "Has anyone seen Daryl and Carol? Le says they went out and haven't come back yet."

"Bob's missing, too." Sasha said.

"Damn it." Rick pulled his gun out. "All right, Sasha, Tyreese come with me. Everyone else stays put." The three of them went outside, I wanted to go, too, but I decided to just listen to Rick. I nervously bit my lip. I sighed loudly and slid down onto the pew.

"Don't worry, Le." Carl tried to reassure me. "I'm sure they're fine."

I just nodded and sat there waiting for them.

After what seemed like forever, Rick, Sasha and Tyreese came back inside. I stood up as soon as I heard the door. No one said anything, though. Instead, Sasha went up to Gabriel and stared evilly at him. "This is all connected." She said and pointed at him. "You show up, we're being watched, and now three of us are gone."

"I-I don't—I don't have anything to do with this." Gabriel cried.

Sasha then pulled out her knife. My eyes went wide. Is she going to kill him?

"Don't!" Tyreese said. "Sasha, put it away."

"Where are our people? Where are our people?" Sasha screamed at him.

"Please, I don't have anything to do with this." Gabriel said again.

Rick pulled Sasha back so he could talk to Gabriel himself. "Why'd you bring us here?"

"Please, I—

"You working with someone?" Rick cut him off.

"I'm alone. I'm alone. I was always alone."

"What about the woman in the food bank, Gabriel? What did you do to her? "You'll burn for this." That was for you. Why? What are you gonna burn for, Gabriel?" Rick lunged at him and grabbed onto his shirt. "What? What did you do? What did you do?"

Gabriel hesitated at first, then started saying, "I lock the doors at night. I always lock the doors at night. I always lock the doors at night. I always—They started coming, my congregation. Atlanta was bombed the night before and they were scared. They were— they were looking for a safe place, a place where they felt safe. And it was so early. It was so early. And the doors were still locked. You see it was my choice. There were so many of them and they were trying to pry the shutters and banging on the sidings, screaming at me. And so the dead came for them." My eyes widened. "Women children. Entire families calling my name as they were torn apart, begging me for mercy. Begging me for mercy." Gabriel began crying. "Damning me to hell. I buried their bones. I buried it all. The Lord sent you here to finally punish me. I'm damned. I was damned before." He was sobbing hard now and fell to the ground. "I always lock the doors. I always lock the doors."

After Gabriel finished talking but continued to cry, we were all silent for a while. I can't believe he did that. And to his own people. Boy howdy, he really is a yellow belly. Now I don't feel bad for saying it.

Suddenly, we all heard whistling. It sounded like it came from outside, and close, too."

Glenn was at the window first. "There's something—there's someone outside lying in the grass."

I gasped and felt like I was going to puke. Please don't be Daryl!

We all ran towards the door. Sasha was the first one out. "Oh! Bob! Bob." She yelled. "His leg!"

We all took notice to his leg, it was gone! At least most of it! But how? What the hell happened?

They helped get Bob inside, then we locked the doors.

"I was in the graveyard. Somebody knocked me out." Bob informed us. "I woke up outside this place. It looked like a school. It was that guy, Gareth. And five other ones. They were eating my leg right in front of me. Like it was nothing. All proud like they had it all figured out."

"Did—Did they…have Daryl and Carol?" I stammered.

"Gareth said they drove off." Bob answered then grimaced. My heart just about stopped, and it felt like someone kicked me in the stomach.

"He's in pain." Sasha said referring to Bob. "Do we have anything?"

"I think there are pill packets in the first aid kit." Rosita said.

"Save 'em." Bob said. We watched as he slowly sat up and revealed a bite on his shoulder. "It happened at the food bank."

I looked away sadly. Tyreese helped Bob to the couch in Gabriel's office.

"Do you know the place Bob was talking about?" Rick asked Gabriel.

"It's an elementary school." He replied. "It's not far."

"Time for a reality check." Abraham said making everyone turn their attention to him. "We all need to leave for D.C. right now."

Panic set in and I was about to say something, but Rick beat me to it.

"Daryl and Carol are gonna be back. We're not going anywhere without them."

I nodded frantically hoping he'd understand.

"I respect that, but there's a clear threat here to Eugene. I need to extract his ass before things get any uglier. So if y'all won't come, good luck to you. We'll go our separate ways." Abraham turned to the door.

"You leaving on foot?" Rick asked making him stop.

"We fixed that damn bus ourselves."

"There are a lot more of us." Rick walked closer to us.

"You want to keep it that way? You should come."

"Carol saved your life. We saved your life."

"Well, I am trying to save yours." Abraham said. Rick and he were just going back and forth. "Save everyone's."

"We're not going anywhere without our people."

"Your people took off."

"They're coming back." Rick gritted his teeth.

"To what, picked-over bones?" Abraham yelled.

Rick grabbed him. "You're not taking—

"Do not lay hands!" Abraham yelled again.

"Hey, hey, stop!" Glenn yelled. "Do you really think that you're gonna be any safer leaving right now in the middle of the night?"

"Yeah." Abraham nodded. "Yeah."

"What about tomorrow?" Glenn said. "We need each other for this. We need each other to get to D.C. We can get through all of it together."

"I have an idea." Tara stepped up. "If you stay just one more day and help, I'll go with you to D.C no matter what."

Abraham was silent for a moment as if he was thinking. "Glenn and Maggie, too. And Le."

My eyes widened at the mention of my name. Why would he want me to come with them? Is it because I was with them before Terminus?

"No." Glenn said.

"I ain't goin' anywhere without my brother." I finally spoke up.

"Good luck, then." Abraham said. "I'm not interested in breaking up what you have here. Rosita, grab your gear."

"You're not taking the bus." Rick said.

"Try to stop me."

There was a brief pause, you could feel the tension between Rick and Abraham. I was almost scared.

Finally, Rick started walking over to Abraham. I nervously bit my lip. They're really gonna fight!

"Wait, wait, wait!" Glenn stopped them again. He turned to Abraham. "You stay—you stay and help us, and we, Maggie and I will go with you. Not Le, she wants to stay and wait for her brother." Glenn glanced at me. I nodded at him.

"Half a day." Abraham finally agreed. Come high noon, we're taillights. I'm not waiting for the other damn shoe to drop."

"And we will leave with you." Maggie reassured him.

I don't like this right now, being split like this. I got up and quickly made my way into the only bathroom in the church. I leaned over the sink, I couldn't stop the tears that were already streaming down my face. "Where are ya, Daryl? How could you do this to me?" I felt like a couldn't breathe and started panting. I really need my brother right now. I could hear the others talking and knew they are probably making a plan. I didn't care right then, though. The only thing that mattered to me right now was Daryl coming back.

After I calmed down, I went back out to join the others. Carl informed me what was going on, he told me the plan. I just nodded and went along with it.

Rick, Michonne, Abraham, Glenn, Maggie, Sasha and Tara left and went out into the woods. The rest of us were locked in Gabriel's office. I wanted to go, too, but Rick said Daryl would probably want me to stay.

After some time, we heard a voice and knew the plan was in session.

"Well, I guess you know we're here." Gareth said. "And we know you're here. And we're armed. So there's really no point in hiding anymore. We've been watching you.

We know who's here." He said all of our names. We had our guns up pointed at the door in case they tried to come in.

"Rick and the rest walked out with a lot of your guns." He continued. "Listen, we don't know where you all are, but this isn't a big place. So let's just stop this now before things get more painful than they need to be. Look, you're behind one of these two doors and we have more than enough firepower to take down both. Can't imagine that's what you all want." Suddenly, Judith started crying. Shit! They definitely heard her!

"It's your last chance right now to tell us you're coming out." Gareth was right outside the door.

Then, we heard low silenced gunshots. It was Rick and everyone. So far so good.

I heard them out there talking but couldn't hear what they were saying. Then, it turned to screaming. I assumed Rick and the rest were killing them.

We waited until it was silent to open to the door. I grimaced at the dead bodies on the floor. They were mutilated.

"You'll always be with us." Maggie said to Bob. "Part of us." She kissed his hand. We all stood in the office with him saying our goodbyes. I got a knot in my throat, but didn't cry. I left the room with everyone else. Rick stayed to talk to Bob.

I sat down on the steps outside. It was the next day and still no Daryl.

"This is our route to D.C." Abraham said handing Rick a map.

"We'll stick to it as best we can." Rick said.

They shook hands then Abraham got in the bus. We waved at Glenn and Maggie and watched the bus until it was out of sight. I felt sad. The group is badly split right now.

Rick helped Tyreese dig holes for the bodies, the rest of us went back inside the church.

Later that night, I was sitting on the step of the altar. I was supposed to be asleep, but that wasn't happening.

Rick came over and sat next to me. "You should try to get some sleep."

I just kept my head down and sadly looked at the floor. "I cain't."

"How you holding up?"

"I'm not." My lip quivered, and I couldn't keep the shakiness out of my voice.

"Hey." Rick put his arm across my shoulders. "Wherever they are, they're fine."

"But why ain't they back yet? And since when does Daryl leave without tellin' no one?"

"I'm sure he has his reasons."

"Well, it better be a good one. Otherwise, I'm gonna kill him." I crossed my arms angrily.

Rick chuckled. "He's fine. Carol's fine. They're both fine. You'll see." He stood up. "Try to get some sleep."

"Okay." I said. I unwillingly laid down where I was and tried to sleep. Just as I closed my eyes, I heard the doors open. Gabriel came back inside and looked scared.

'What is it?" Rick asked him.

"There was some rustling in the bushes." He stated. "Michonne went to check it out."

Rick began walking to the door, I followed him.

"I'm comin' this time."

We were halted by the door because it opened. Michonne stepped inside.

"Hey, look who's back." She moved aside and Daryl walked in. I stared wide-eyed at him. There was a black kid with him that we didn't know. And…no Carol.

For a moment, no one said anything. Daryl finally spoke after some time. "Gotta tell y'all somethin'."