DPOV

"Patrick was fine yesterday, and he died overnight. Two people died that quick?" Carol asked, addressing the council. "We'll have to separate everyone that's been exposed.

Carol, Sasha, Glenn, Hershel myself sat around a table in the library, a council meeting in progress. Vic was apart of the council, but she wanted to stay with Aly after what happened in cell block D earlier.

"That's everyone in that cell block." I noted. "Thats all of us. Maybe more."

"We know that this sickness can be lethal." Hershel started, drawing our attention to him. "We don't know how easily it spreads. Is anyone else showing symptoms that we know of?"

"We can't just wait and see. There's children." Carol said, and she was right. "It isn't just the illness. People die, they become a threat."

Hershel nodded. "We need a place for them to go. They can't stay in D. We can't risk going in there to clean it up."

"We can use cell block A." Carol suggested.

But Glenn shook his head. "Death row? I'm not sure that's much of an upgrade.

"It's clean. That's an upgrade." I shrugged before turning to Hershel. "Think that'll work for Dr S?"

"I'll help Caleb get it set up." Hershel answered.

The sound of a woman coughing outside of the library caught our attention. We all stood and moved to the door. Tyreese and Karen were out in the hall, heading towards C block.

"You okay?" Ty asked Karen who was coughing, his arm around her shoulder.

She nodded. "Mmm-hmm."

"You sure?" Carol asked as we walked out into the hall. "You don't sound so good."

They turned to look at us as Ty answered."We're just taking her back to my cell so she can rest."

"Tyreese, I don't think that's a good idea." Hershel sighed.

"Why?" Karen looked from us to Ty and back again. "What's going on now?"

We all looked at each other before Glenn told them. "We think it's a flu or something. That's how Patrick died."

Hershel stepped forward. "Judith is in that cell block. She's vulnerable. Anyone that may be sick or even exposed should stay away."

"It-it killed Patrick?" Karen stuttered.

"No, she's gonna be okay. Now that we know what Patrick died from, we can treat it, right?" Ty asked, obviously getting worked up.

"Don't panic." Hershel said, trying to settle the situation that seemed to be approaching. "We're going to figure this out. But we should keep you separated in the meantime. We'll have Caleb take a look at you. I'll see what we have in the way of medications." Hershel assured them, hoping to relax Karen.

She looked up at him. "David from the Decatur group, he's been coughing, too."

We all sighed, knowing this was going to be a handful. I just hoped Aly was going to be okay. She had been in there when it all started, and she was young enough to be vulnerable.

"Okay, I'll get him. There's some empty, clean cells in the tombs, right?" Glenn asked as he walked off.

"Yeah, we'll meet you there." Sasha answered just as he disappeared around the corner. She walked over to Ty and Karen. "Come on. Let's get you settled." the three of them walked off. Carol hid her face and I lifted my hand to cover mine as Karen walked past, just to be safe.

"Have to call another meeting later." Hershel started, standing next to me. "You think Victoria will join us?"

I shrugged. "She's worried about Aly. Girls like a daughter to her, you know?"

He nodded. "I understand, but she needs to know what's happening."

"A'right. I'll tell her. Then get to burying the dead ones." I nodded.

"You wear gloves and a mask." Hershel told me, his face telling me it was an order.

"Mmm-hmm." I answered before stepping around him. He walked off in the direction the others went leaving Carol and I alone. I looked at her seeing the worried look on her face. Stopping I asked, " You all right?"

She looked up. "I'm worried about Lizzie and Mica. They were around Patrick."

"We all were." I nodded, knowing how she felt. "Karen and David are gonna be separated till they feel better." I reassured her.

"You're right." she sighed. "Are you okay?"

I thought about is for a moment before nodding. "Mmm-hmm. Gotta be." It was true. I had to be okay. Vic and Aly depended on it.

VPOV

I was lying on my bed, Aly curled up next to me, her arm over my stomach. She had fallen asleep awhile ago, but I had just stayed awake, looking up at the roof, my fingers running through her hair. Houdini slept on my other side, his head resting on my leg, breathing heavily and twitching every now and then. I was worried about Aly. If it really was a disease, she had been in there when the walkers attacked. What if she got sick? What if she died? I couldn't kill her, there was no way.

My thoughts went to Sophia, the day she had walked out of the barn as a walker. I had shot her, even though she had practically been my sister. But then I had shut down. Dale died a few days later and I just spiralled down into a black hole. I never wanted to be like that again.

Aly, she was special. I would sacrifice myself before I let anything happen to her. She meant a lot to me, more than I could even explain.

The curtain to the room was pulled back as Daryl walked in. He nodded at me, moving to crouch by the bed.

I rolled over slightly, careful not to wake Aly- though Houdini lifted his head and looked around before going back to sleep.

"Hey." Daryl whispered as he offered his hand.

I took it, our fingers intertwining. "Hey, yourself. So how did it go?"

He sighed, looking down at the ground. "Karen and David are sick. Gonna keep them separated from everyone till they feel better." he answered. "Dr. S. is gonna set up medication and everything in Block A. Everyone who might be sick will go in there."

I shifted slightly. "Daryl, Aly might be sick..."

But he shook his head. "She'll be fine. She's not coughin' or nothin' is she?" I shook my head. "See, she'll be all right."

I nodded, closing my eyes with a sigh. "You have no idea how scared I was. When she came running out-"

"Hey, hey, hey." he kissed my hand, the one he held. "Don't. She's fine." I opened my eyes and he repeated himself. "She's fine." he let go of my hand and stood. "I'm gonna start burying the bodies. I'll see you soon, okay?"

I started to get up, ever so carefully so Aly would stay asleep. "I'll come and help you."

But he just shook his head. "Stay with her." he gestured to Alyssa. "If she wakes up and you aren't here, she'll be scared. She needs you."

I nodded, standing and moving close to him for a quick kiss. "Be careful out there. I don't want you catching this, okay?"

He kissed me again . "Ain't getting rid of me that easy, remember?" he replied before walking out.

DPOV

I grunted as I kept digging the graves. Sweat dripped off me. I was panting heavily, the bandana around my mouth and nose making breathing slightly difficult. I heard someone walking towards me, so I looked over my shoulder. It was Rick.

"Glad you were in there." I told him, still digging.

"Wasn't much use without my gun." he argued.

"No, you were." I stopped, pulled down my mask and shook my head. "All this time you've been takin' off, you earned it. We wouldn't be here without you."

He sighed, picking up a shovel. "Ah. It was all of us."

"No, it was you first." I turned to him. "You gonna help us figure this out?"

He shrugged, shaking his head. "I screwed up too many times. Those calls you got to make, I start down that road. I almost lost my boy, who he was. I lost Vickie for a while. Would have lost her again if it wasn't for you."

I just shook my head. "Vic's a good girl. Didn't need me for nothin'. You and Lori, you brought her up to be the person she is. Got nothin' to do with me."

He nodded. "Well, whatever this place needs, I'm here for it."

I started to dig again. "Like I said, you earned it. But for what it's worth, you see mistakes. I see when the shit hits, you're standing there with a shovel." I told him before getting out of the hole.

"Rick! Daryl!" Maggie yelled, gesturing for us to come.

I looked over at the fence seeing a group a walkers pushing against it. It was going to give any moment now. We needed to stop them before things got worse.

"Oh, shit!" Rick groaned, running off.

I threw the shovel and grabbed my cross bow before I ran off, following Rick.

VPOV

"Vickie?" Aly sighed, rubbing her eyes as she woke up.

I smiled, rolling over to look at her. "Hey, sweety. How'd you sleep?"

She opened her eyes, looking at me as she sat up. "There were monsters. The walkers were chasing me. But you, Daryl, Glenn, Maggie and Rick saved me. Then I played with Carl, Bethy and Baby Judy." she shrugged.

I sat up too, reaching over to grab my brush as she turned around so I could brush her hair. We did this a lot. It helped us relax.

"Well, the walkers aren't going to get you. Don't worry." I told her, letting the brush slide through her soft, mousey blonde hair.

She nodded, patting Houdini- who was now awake. "I know. 'Cause you and Daryl keep me safe."

"We all do." I told her, smiling.

"Where is Daryl?"

"He's working outside." I answered. "He has to do somethings for Hershel and the other council members."

"Why are you not working?"

I shrugged. "I wanted to make sure you were okay."

Turning around, which made me stop brushing her hair, Aly looked at me. "But you're important. You have to work."

I nodded. "That's true. But that can all wait until I know you're feeling better."

"I feel better." she replied almost instantly.

I chuckled. "Really?"

She just nodded enthusiastically. "I can stay in here with Dini and play with my dolly."

I sighed, thinking about it for a moment before I nodded. "Okay. But if you need me I'll be out in the fields with Daryl, okay? Just come and get us." she nodded again. "And you have to stay away from Baby Judy, okay?"

"Why?"

"'Cause she's a baby and she might get sick. You were near the walkers and she wasn't." I told her, hoping she'd understand.

"But I'm not sick."

I sighed, nodding my head. "Yeah I know, sweety." I tucked her hair behind her ear. "But even if you're not sick, Judy might get it. So you have to stay away from her. Okay?"

"Okay." she nodded.

I stood up and moved to the curtain, looking back at her one more time. She was patting Houdini, and making her doll pat him too. She was fine. I could relax, though I knew it wasn't going to be that easy. But I left anyway, heading towards the field.

...

I ran down to the fence, seeing Sasha Tyreese, dad, Glenn, Maggie, Zack and Daryl down there trying to fight off the walkers from taking the fence down. It was leaning over enough that it wouldn't take much before the walkers could just start climbing over.

I grabbed one of the sharpened pipes we used to kill the walkers. Just as I killed my first one I heard Sasha from the other end of the group of walkers.

"Are you seeing this?" she asked us, stopping us from killing the walkers. Everyone walked over to see what she was talking about. I looked down to the ground where I stood, seeing rats. "Is someone feeding these things?" Sasha asked and I guessed there were rats there too.

I shoved the pipe into a walker the was really pushing against the fence. With me back to work the others did the same.

"Heads up!" Daryl called as the fence started to fall down slightly, a walker climbing it slowly.

"This part of the fence, now!" Sasha yelled, all of us working on the walkers.

I looked up, seeing more walkers trying to climb, and the fence falling some more. "Hey! Get back! Move!" I told them as I moved until my back was against the other fence.

The others moved as well as we looked up at the fence.

"Get on it! It's gonna give!" dad yelled before all of us pushed against the fence hoping it would help. But it did nothing. "It's gonna give!"

"Push!" Maggie yelled.

I groaned as I kept pressing myself against the fence, trying to stay clear of the walkers at the same time. I hissed in pain as a part of the fence that was sticking out a little scratched my shoulder. But I kept going.

"Everybody back! Come on, back, now!" Daryl called grabbing my arm as he stepped away.

"The fence keeps bending in like that, those walkers are coming over it." Sasha noted, all of us as worried and alarmed as she sounded.

While the others paced and worried about how to fix the fence, Daryl turned to me, seeing blood. "Did they scratch you?" he asked, his hands moving to push the sleeve of my shirt from my shoulder so he could get a better look.

I shook my head. "I'm fine. It was just the fence."

"You sure?" he asked. "There was no walker blood on it or anything?"

I sighed, turning to face him. "Daryl I'm fine. We've got bigger things to worry about."

"Daryl, get the truck." I looked over at dad as he spoke. "I know what to do."

RPOV

I sat in the trailer that was connected to one of the cars. Daryl drove it out of the prison gates, moving towards the walkers. I held on to the box, hearing the piglets squeal and move around, obviously not use to the movement.

"Ready?" Daryl asked over his shoulder, the car having no roof or back the perfect choice so we could talk to each other.

"Turn the car around, face the other way." I told him, and he did exactly that before stopping the car. I grabbed the first piglet, some of the walkers already heading towards me.

"Let's go!" Daryl called.

The pig squealed and struggled in my arms as I knelt, grabbing my knife. Without thinking about it, I sliced the piglet across it's side, blood sprayed all over it. Quickly, I let it go on to the ground, the walkers grabbing at it.

"Go on!" I yelled at Daryl before they could get me. With more walkers coming I told Daryl to stop. "All right! Hold up!"

He stopped the car and I stood, leaning into the box and grabbing another pig. This one squealed as well, unsurprisingly. I knelt again, cutting it along the same spot I had done with the other. Dropping it and turning to Daryl I told him to go on.

"All right, go. Fast!"

After a little bit he stopped again and I repeated the process. But this time as I grabbed the piglet I looked into it's eyes and sighed before getting back to work. Cutting into this one, it's blood sprayed over my face. I put it down for the walkers, Daryl driving off once more.

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