Chapter Four

It was dusk and no one was awake except those guarding the wall so Milton found this the perfect time to sneak Carrie out. She followed him silently to an area of the fence that was low so he helped her up and she sat at the top.

"Thank you, Milton," she said. He nodded.

"Thank you, Carrie. Now go before someone sees you," he said. She sighed before jumping off on the other side of the fence.

Milton walked back to his apartment and got some sleep before he knew the Governor would come for a visit.

"So it's settled then, you will go and keep the peace between the people," said the Governor later that morning inside Milton's apartment.

"Yes, which you didn't make my task easy after what you did earlier," said Milton.

"It had to be done," said the Governor. Milton nodded and motioned for him to leave but that is when something in the sink caught the Governor's eye. He knew Milton well enough by now that he never had company over, and he always cleaned his dishes.

"Only one more thing to discuss, Milton," said the Governor not moving from his spot.

"Y-yes, what?"

"Carrie."

There was a pause and Milton wouldn't look at the Governor.

"Where is she?"

Again, Milton remained silent.

"Look I know about your relationship, and I really think we can save a lot of hassle if you just tell me where she is right now before this gets messy."

Milton glanced at the Governor and was having a big internal struggle in his head but when he heard the Governor cock his gun he couldn't help but only focus on that.

"Tell me now or I will take off your foot, then I will move up your leg to your knee cap and just keep going up."

"She left." Blurted out Milton and the Governor dropped his gun but continued to stare at him for more information. "I helped her over the wall this morning, she's probably miles away by now."

"Now see, that wasn't too hard," said the Governor putting his gun away and walked to the door.

"Where are you going?" asked Milton, wide-eyed with worry.

"Around town," said the Governor clearly lying, "You know, I've always liked you." He left slamming the door shut and Milton sighed and sat in his chair.

That was the second time someone said that phrase to him in the past 24 hours and he would much rather have Carrie say it to him. Carrie…

"Forgive me," he said softly.

"Governor, we found her," said one of his men dragging a girl with him that had a bag over her head. The Governor took the bag off and smiled.

"Good work men, I knew should wouldn't have found the prison. Tie her up and say there will be a town meeting tonight at the arena."

His men took her away and he smiled to himself. Tonight he was going to secure his new status in the town and make it known that he will not tolerate disobedience especially with the dawning of a war.

"People of Woodbury, last night we were invaded, and terrorized, and betrayed by some of our own people. Merle left for his own brother and the rest of the terrorists, but the most shocking was by our own Sylvia and Carrie who tried to turn on me and did not trust in my leadership. I have done nothing but protected everyone, saw that you all had the requirements to life in this new world, as well as the protection. Now this morning our walls were breeched by a few walkers but Andrea and I saw that you were kept safe and did what was needed. And once more I shall protect you from threats."

He nodded to his men who then dragged Carrie out, bag still over her head and made her kneel on the ground.

"This time the threat isn't a walker, but of a traitor," he took the bag off of Carrie's head and the audience gasped, "my men found her on a scouting trip trying to get to the prison to tell them everything about our town. She was ready to turn all your lives in to the terrorists, all because I did what I had to to protect us. Sylvia was not right of mind; you all saw that and nothing could be done, especially since she was plotting to kill me, that's why she hung around my apartment. It is time to end this madness. We need to stick up to each other and protect each other. Which is why we need to eliminate all threats." The Governor raised his gun and aimed.

Carrie stared down the barrel of the Governor's gun and the only thought in her head was what was in Sylvia's.

She started softly at first, barely even heard, before she ended in a full belt as a last minute plea for the people of Woodbury to save themselves from this man.

"They will put away the sword
The chain will be broken and all men will have their reward!

Will you join in our crusade?
Who will be strong and stand with me?
Somewhere beyond the barricade is there a world you long to see?
Do you hear the people sing?
Say, do you hear the distant drums?
It is the future that they bring when tomorrow comes
-"

A gunshot broke through the silent air and Milton looked away as Carrie fell forward into the dirt and blood leaked out of her stomach. She twitched a few times before going still.

Everyone was gone and Milton was left alone with Carrie who was still laying on the dirt ground. He had tears in his eyes as he turned her over onto her back and laid her hands gently on her stomach, covering the wound. She stared into her face before taking his glasses off and pinching his eyes to stop the tears.

"When tomorrow comes," he repeated before taking one last look at her and walking home.

The end.

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A/n: I decided to turn this story Milton/ Governor centric a bit because 1) I like the relationship they have because it seems Milton wants the best for the people but is still terrified of the Governor. And 2) Milton is the only character in The Walking Dead (televsion show) that has glasses and there needs to be more!

I knew this story was going to be short, but it actually ended up longer than I wanted….? I honestly had no clue where I was going to go with this, I was just watching too much Walking Dead and listening to too much Les Mis to help myself writing this.

I hope you liked it, thank you for reading.

-Charlotte