Hello guys! Thank you for sticking with me and this story. Honestly I hope you enjoy. Once again sorry for the late update but hey I got a new apartment! My muse for this comes and goes. So once again thank you for sticking around. I know I'm a pain. But don't hesitate to comment how you feel, what you like and didn't like. And if you have any request or hopes don't hesitate to ask! So onwards with the story!

Isabel watched as they zip tied the injured man's arms behind his back. The guy winced but he accepted and didn't complain. She simply didn't understand why it was necessary. What past did these men have amongst each other? And why was this man with Beth to begin with? She watched as Daryl climbed into the front seat with Beth still cradled in his arms. He had rejected Jesus' offer to help, and seemed intent on not letting anyone near her.

"Yo!" Joe shouted out to her to grab her attention. Looking over to him she watched as he held the door to the car open and gestured for her to climb in.

"What a gentleman." She gave him a mocking smirk before sliding in after the injured man.

The first part of the car ride was spent silently. Isabel could tell that the others were dying to ask questions, but they seemed unwilling to disturb the silence. Joe's eyes kept flashing to her and then over to Daryl, who seemed too preoccupied with staring at the unconscious girl in his arms than to notice the silence that hung heavily around them.

"So.." Isabel spoke in a low voice as she turned to look at Dwight who sat next to her. "You're Dwight.." Even though she was speaking in a low voice she knew the other two men were listening in. "What were you doing with my Beth?"

Dwight looked at her out of the corner of his eye before looking back out the window. He said nothing, and after a moment of waiting she figured he wasn't going to answer her at all. With a huff she frowned as she leaned in closer to him, voice dropping just a tad bit lower. "You know you might as well talk, I don't doubt that these guys here will make you talk. Plus I'm on your side- well technically I'm on her side but she seems to be on your side so I guess I'm on your side." Isabel shrugged but when all she got was another sideways glance she frowned.

"Listen pendejo, whatever issues you have with them I need to know." She hissed under her breath at the other. "Because they think we're in cahoots with you and we were planning some sort of coup."

"But you weren't." Dwight answered matter of factly, and it took everything in Isabel not to elbow the man in the ribs. "Found her last night.." He finally said after a long pause.

"I give up." She groaned when he didn't elaborate beyond that. Sighing she let herself fall back against the seat. Eyes drifting back to Beth who was still out and snugged safely in Daryl's arms. Meanwhile Daryl seemed preoccupied with examining every inch of the girl he can.

"Are you acting?" Joe's questioned brought her attention back to him.

"Yeah I am, I learned it from the last girl you took to bed." She smirked at the boy and he simply narrowed his eyes at her. She enjoyed irking the boy, after all a busted nose wasn't enough in her books for a gunshot to her thigh.

"Listen, excuse me if I don't believe you're not working with Negan." Joe glared at the girl who was enjoying messing with him.

"Who the fuck is Negan?!" She asked exasperated by the constant mention of this Negan fellow.

"Children!" Jesus raised his voice, cutting in before a fight could break down. Surprisingly both Isabel and Joe shut up. "So.. Maggie has a sister?" He asked deciding not to let Joe and Isabel get another chance to start another verbal assault on one another. "Why wasn't she with you guys?" He aimed the question over to Daryl who simply tensed up.

Another fucking mute… Isabel mentally huffed as she let her head lean back against the seat. Eyes staring at the ceiling of the car.

"How long has she been with you Isabel?" Jesus asked trying to get some light shed on their current situation, and Isabel couldn't exactly blame him.

"A little over two years.. But it's not my story to tell." She decided to take a page out of the book of Dwight and Daryl and went silent after that.

As they drove up Joe could hear Gabriel shouting for the others to open the gates for them. His eyes drifted over to the now tense girl and their other tag-along. He knew the others wouldn't take to the sight of Dwight and instantly assume things as well. And in all honesty he couldn't exactly say he believed Isabel and Dwight either. But he'd let Rick discuss it with Maggie and King Ezekiel.

"Who is that?" Sam, a friend from The Kingdom, asked as he came to a stop beside Joe. His eyes were glued on the girl in Daryl's arms and the brunette hovering nearby the duo.

"She's the girl from last night."

"Oh, the one you shot!" The man laughed seemingly oblivious to the flinch he caused his friend.

"Yeah, and that's her friend we went to find." He referred to the blonde in Daryl's arms. Their arrival was attracting a small gathering and he could tell it put Daryl on edge.

"What's going on?" Rick's voice drifted from behind them. "Did something happen?"

"Uhh.. no.. not really." Joe answered as he watched Daryl say something to a frowning Isabel. And Joe couldn't help but slightly smirk at the frown she had. He wasn't sure why but seeing her upset somehow pleased him in a childish way.

"Then why is Daryl carrying that girl? Is she injured?" Rick asked but before Joe could answer Jesus pulled Dwight out of the car. "Dwight?" The leader of Alexandria furrowed his brows with a slight frown.

"Rick." Dwight nodded in Rick's direction as he and Joe approached the car. Joe noticed the way Daryl tensed up at the sight of Rick.

"Daryl…" Joe watched the leader stop in his tracks, eyes frozen on the girl in Daryl's arms.

"Don't say nothin'.." Daryl spoke as he watched Rick. "Just bring her to the med room.." And with that he was walking away with Isabel in tow. The brunette had grabbed Dwight by his elbow to pull him along, but when Rosita stepped forward Isabel had stopped with a frown.

"He comes with me, I'll be treating his wounds." Joe could hear the small challenge in the girl's voice, as if it said 'try me'. But before Rosita could rise to the bait Jesus was standing behind Isabel.

"Its fine, Rosita." Jesus nodded to placate the trigger happy girl. "She has her own questions to ask him, since we found him with her friend. Plus I'm sure Daryl isn't through with him yet."

Rosita narrowed her eyes at them but stepped aside. Jesus simply nodded at the girl as he led Isabel and Dwight, the girl more than eager to stay close to her friend all but dragged them along.

"What's going on?" Rick had rounded on Joe, and the younger man had to blink in surprise for a second to gather his thoughts.

"Honestly, I'm not all that sure. It'll all happened pretty quick, and apparently there's a backstory I don't know, and then another Isabel doesn't want to tell." Joe shrugged unsure of what to tell Rick.

"Was it a trap?" Rick pressed.

"No, we don't think so. When we heard the gunfire Isabel started crying and-"

"Gunfire?" Rick's frown deepened, if at all possible as he cut Joe off.

"Yeah, there was a walker so-"

"I need to go get Maggie.. Don't tell anyone about this." Rick cut him off again as he turned to leave, gesturing for Gabriel to follow him. The priest simply nodded, his face a mask of confusion.

"Yes, sir." Joe rolled his eyes before looking back over at his friend, Sam. "I'm going to go see what those guys are up to."

"Make sure you get your piece back from that nice piece." Sam smirked at Joe, letting him know he had seen that his gun wasn't on him but rather it was tucked away in the back of Isabel's pants. Which meant he only noticed because he was checking out the girl's ass, and for some reason that simply didn't settle all too well with him. He shot his friend a glare before he turned and walked off to go join the others in the makeshift med center. But before he could get far someone calling his name had him stopping again.

"Who was that Daryl was carrying?" Joe turned around to face Carol. Her eyes were looking past him and to the distant figures of Daryl and the others. Making Joe a bit uncomfortable because the last thing he wanted to do was be caught lying. For somehow Carol just always knew. Like that mother who always knew her kid was up to something.

"The girl's friend we were looking for." There ya go! That's not a lie, isn't the whole truth, but it wasn't a lie. And technically he was still keeping quiet about the truth, hell he wasn't even sure he still understood the whole story going on.

"Hmm.." She hummed as those ever knowing eyes locked onto his. Joe saw them narrow a bit and they made him uncomfortable. Its like she knew he wasn't telling her everything. "And where did Rick go?"

"I think he went to look for King Ezekiel and Maggie." Somewhat lie.

"Mm.." She nodded as she watched him, as if expecting him to crack soon so she could read the truth on him like a book. "Right then, I guess I'll go look for them." She turned around and went off in the general direction Rick had disappeared to.

Damn that woman gave him the creeps.

Sighing he shook his head before bidding his friend goodbye again as he took off once more after the group. Glad when no one else called out to him or tried to stop him.

Maggie sighed as she stood there staring at the grave they had erected for Sasha. It had become her place to come and think. A place to clear her head, much like Glenn's grave had been. Rick had offered to built a makeshift empty grave for Glenn, a place where she could mourn him, but she had decided against it. Instead she had simply chosen to think of Glenn as always being with her and not just rooted to one place. Thats how she had chosen to think of all her dead. And thats why she had currently found herself here in their small cemetery.

Beth..

Thats why she was here. The name had dug up old pain, as well as old memories. Memories of her carefree sister. Memories of them and their daddy, even memories of them with Beth's momma. They all flitted through her mind like a bad movie. But she could do nothing to stop the most vivid memories of them all, their barn catching fire, Daddy's gruesome death, and Beth's form lying lifeless in Daryl's arms.

"Maggie.." The deep voice pulled her from her thoughts. And when she turned around to face him the look on his face had her heart dropping. He couldn't be bringing her any good news, not with how conflicted he looked.

Calm down Maggie… Her conscience had taken on the sound of Glenn's voice, and she had long ago stopped questioning it. He hasn't said anything yet. Don't jump to conclusions.

"Are any of 'em hurt?" She asked, hand unconsciously gripping at the handle of her blade strapped to her hip. She couldn't deal with another death just yet.

"No.." Rick shook his head but it was the awkward shuffling of Father Gabriel beside him that caught her attention. He was looking at Rick uncertainly, and it did nothing to ease her. "But I need you to follow me please."

His words only caused her to further tense up, but she nodded and followed him without any further questions. Simply because she felt he wouldn't answer her even if she asked. As they walked she couldn't help the growing feeling in the pit of her stomach that something was up. The feeling only grew upon realizing they were headed to the med cabin.

"Rick? Thought ya said no one was hurt." She looked at him but he simply gestured for her to walk inside. Frowning she did as told and stepped into the building. Upon seeing Daryl and Jesus she was instantly filled with relief that her two friends were safe. "Daryl, Jesus!" She walked up to them with a small smile, one that instantly vanished upon seeing them tense up and stop whispering about whatever it was that they were whispering about. "What is it?"

"We're going to need you to stay calm, can you do that?" Jesus gave her one of his usual smiles which only furthered to confuse her.

"What's going on?" She looked at the men that surrounded her. But they all seemed to be looking at Daryl as if waiting for him to answer.

"I'm not so sure either.. The girl wouldn't explain. But it's her.. Checked her wrists myself, bullet wound matches. I- I just don't know." Daryl wasn't making any sense to Maggie. Her? Her who? What was going on that had one of the most steady me men she knew stumbling over his words like a confused boy.

"Daryl, I don't understand what you're going on about." Maggie frowned. All she understood was that something happened when they went with that girl to get her friend. That girl.. Where was she anyways?

"Maybe we should go inside to let Maggie see and ask her own questions." Rick reasoned but Daryl quickly stepped in front of the door to stop them from going into the room they currently stood in front of.

"Not yet.. She.. There's something wrong." Daryl tried to answer but made no sense, so Jesus stepped in.

"The girl had what looked like an anxiety attack earlier. I think Daryl just doesn't want to overwhelm her." Jesus tried to sound reasonable but it only furthered to confuse Maggie.

"What girl?" The short haired brunette demanded getting tired of this going nowhere conversation that made no sense. But before either of them could answer the door behind Daryl flew open and the brunette from their gates last night stood there frowning at all of them.

"If you guys are going to yell I ask you take it somewhere else." Her demand had Maggie blinking and frowning in confusion as she watched the girl close the door behind her and step out to join them in the hall.

"Excuse me?" Maggie arched an eyebrow at the girl. Just who did this girl think she was telling them what to do. Just as she was about to ask and find out there was a shout from the room behind Isabel that grabbed their attention and soon they all rushed into the room.

"Dwight!" Maggie blinked in confusion as she watched a blonde scramble from the bed and into the arms of the burnt faced man. But that blonde's voice had Maggie floored to where she stood. The feeling in her stomach grew tenfold and she suddenly felt like it was taking her all to just remember to breathe.

"You're fine.. It's safe here.." Maggie watched as Dwight whispered and cooed to the girl who stood trembling in his arms. From where she stood she couldn't see the girl's face, just her back. Not like it would have made any difference with the way the blonde had her face buried in the man's chest as she gripped onto him.

"Fuck.." Joe croaked from off to the side of the bed where he stood nursing another bloody nose.. "That's twice today." He glared at the blonde before looking at those who joined them. "Oh.. Hey guys.." He stood straighter, hand still clamped over his nose to stop the blood from flowing out.

Maggie watched the girl tense in Dwight's arms upon realizing they were no longer alone. A glance to her right showed her a glaring Daryl watching Dwight. And a glance to her left showed her a just as confused and surprised Rick. The tension in the room lasted for a second before it was interrupted by Isabel's laughter.

"Isa..?" The blonde turned to look at her friend, relief washing over her features and the tension in her easing away as she watched her friend approach her.

"Nice to see you too chica." Isa smiled as she hugged her friend. Dwight having stepped back to give them just enough room.

"Beth.." It was Daryl who spoke up and gotten the girl's attention. And Maggie couldn't thank him enough, because at the moment her throat felt too dry to speak. She watched as blue eyes locked onto blue eyes, watched as something was silently exchanged between them. And then those blue eyes were on her and that's where they seem to freeze.

"Beth..?" Her voice sounded strange even to herself. How was Beth standing there before them? How was Beth alive? She was shot in the head! Maggie had cried over her body before they had to move on. How did she get here? What was she doing with Dwight and Isabel? So many questions ran through her head, but all she could manage was one word. "How..?"

She felt her breathing pick up in pace. Was this some sort of sick dream? Would Glenn be walking into the room next? Sasha? Abraham? Daddy?

"Maggie..?" That sweet voice had her focusing on the girl again, she had spaced out for a moment in her panic. "Maggie." The blonde was smiling as she ran to her. And without thinking, Maggie found herself meeting the blonde halfway.

The sisters engulfed each other in a crushing hug. Beth crying as she chanted Maggie's name over and over again as she buried her face in her sister's shirt. Maggie was at a loss for words as she simply held her sister close. Still too scared to believe this was real, that this was true. That this was her baby sister Beth in her arms. She looked up and met Isabel's gaze, the girl simply smiled and nodded.

"I was so scared I'd never find you guys." The blonde pulled back from the hug to look up at her sister. A sheepish laugh escaped her as she wiped her eyes with the palm of her hand. Maggie couldn't help but let out small laugh as well as she cupped her sister's cheek.

"How?" She asked again, hand moving to brush back some of Beth's hair and thats when she felt it. Her hand instantly froze as her fingers came across raised scar tissue. Pushing the hair back completely she came face to face with the scarred bullet wound. Her fingers traced the raised tissue.

"Maggie?" Beth's voice had pulled her back from the trance the scar had pulled her into. And on again she was looking into those blue eyes she had longed missed. Eyes she never thought she'd see again.

"I'm sorry- I.." Maggie hesitated but her sister gave her a small smile.

"It's fine. It's a lot I know." Beth nodded as she stepped back from Maggie. And the brunette instantly felt the loss of her sister's warmth. But she was happy to find that Beth had chosen to take hold of both her hands. Perhaps not wanting to break contact just yet either. "Its a somewhat long story. But just know I'm fine, and alive. Well as fine as having a bullet enter and exit my skull will leave me." She laughed as she tried to turn the incident into a joke. "But if you bring Daddy, I'd be more than happy to tell you both the story. Where is he anyways, why ain't he with you?"

The blonde's smile was bright, but not bright enough to stop the weight and darkness that fell over Maggie's heart. Daddy… Beth still believed that Daddy was alive, and that's what told Maggie that although her sister survived the bullet it still did some damage. Her eyes shot up to Isabel and then over to Daryl, and the frowns on both their faces told her that not everything was alright.

"Maggie?" She met those blue eyes again and saw the panic growing in them.

Oh Beth..