A/N~Hey guys! Here a new chapter. This is when they get to terminus. So it's the season 4 finally. Hope y'all enjoy. Don't for get to Review! :)

~CarlTheLegitChickenNugget~

"Where getting close. Be there before sundown." Rick said walking ahead of us.

"Now, we head through the woods. We don't know who they are." Rick said leading us into the woods.

"Alright." Carl answered as we followed Rick into the woods.

"We all spread out, watch for a while, see what we can see. And get ready." Rick said walking up to the fence. "We all stay close."

"You want to stay with me?" Rick asked turning to Carl.

"It's alright." Carl said walking off into the woods with Michonne. Well, that was rude. Why didn't he want to stay with his dad?

"I'll stay with you." I said to Rick attempting to cheer him up. I couldn't tell whether it worked or not.

"Alright." Rick said leaning against a tree. He started watching Carl and Michonne, and I saw Michonne hug Carl.

... ...

"Just in case." Rick said burying a bag of weapons.

After he finished burying the bag, we climbed over the fence and walked into a large building.

"Terminus, those who arrive survive. Follow the tracks to the point where all the lines intersect. There are maps along the way to help guide you with your journey. Sanctuary for all. Community for all. Those who arrive survive. Terminus, Sanctuary for all. Community for all. Those who arrive s.." A girl said talking into a microphone but got cut off mid sentence when Rick said; "Hello."

We amid our weapons at them.

"Well, I bet Albert is on perimeter watch." A guy said walking a bit closer to us.

"You here to rob us?" The man asked clasping his hands.

"No." Rick said shacking is head. "We wanted to see you before you saw us."

"Makes sense," The man said nodding his head. "Usually we do this where the tracks meet," he said clearing his throat. "Welcome to Terminus. I'm Gareth. It looks like you've been on the road for a good bit." The man said walking a bit closer.

"We have." Rick said looking at Carl.

"Rick, That's Carl, Daryl, Michonne, Elie."

Rick said point at as.

"You're nervous. I get it. We were all the same way. We came here for sanctuary. That's what your here for?" Gareth asked walking up to us. He's getting too close. I don't like him. I don't trust him.

"Yes." Rick said turning his head to the side a little.

"Good. You found it. Hey, Alex." Gareth said as a man started walking towards us."This isn't as pretty as the front. We got nothing to hide, but the welcome wagon is a whole lost nicer." Gareth said. Usually people who don't have something to hide, don't feel the need to say so. I still don't trust this guy. " Alex will take you. Ask you a few questions. Um, but first," Gareth said turning to Rick. "We need to see everyone's weapons. If you could just lay them down in front of you." Gareth said and we all looked at Rick, who nodded for us to put them down.

So we did. I set my hunting knife and my glock on the floor in front of me. Everyone else did the same.

"I'm sure you understand." Gareth said as a few other people walked up to us and started searching us.

"Yes, we do." Rick said nodding.

"I'd hate to see the other guy." A man said as he searched Daryl.

"Yes, you would." Daryl answered.

"Did they deserve it?" He asked searching Carl now.

"Yes." Carl answered nodding.

"Just so you know we're not that kind of people. But we aren't stupid either." Gareth said as the people handed us back our weapons. "And you shouldn't be stupid enough to try anything stupid." He said walking closer to us. "As long as everyone's clear on that, we shouldn't have any problems. Just solutions." He said smiling. Nope still don't trust him.

"Okay." Rick said nodding.

"Follow me." Gareth said walking past us.

... ...

"So, how long's this place been here?" Rick asked as we walked up to a woman who was cooking some kind of meat on a grill.

"Since the start. When camps started getting overrun, people started finding this place. Instinct, y'know? Follow a path." Gareth said walking up to the woman.

"Some folks were heading to the coast. Others out west or up north, but they all wound up here."

"Hi." The woman said looking up at us.

"Heard you came in the back door. Smart. You'll fit right in here." She said smiling.

"Hey, Mary, would you fix each of these new folks a plate for me?" Gareth asked and she nodded.

"Why do you do it?" Rick asked looking at Gareth. "Why do you let people in?"

"The more people that become apart of us, we get stronger. That's why we put up the signs, let people in. It's how we survive." Gareth said smiling. "Here." He said handing Carl a plate.

"No." Rick said knocking the plate out of his sons hands. He pulled out his gun and grabbed Alex and did a chokehold on him and put the gun up to his head. "Where the heck did you get this watch?" Rick said angrily ripping a pocket watch out of the man's pocket.

"Where the heck did you get this watch?!" Rick shouted

"You want answers?" Gareth said from behind us and we all turned around and pointed out guns at him. "You want anything else? You get 'em, when you put the gun down." Gareth said in a calm voice. How on earth is he calm? He has two guns and a crossbow pointed at his head!

"I see your man on the roof with the sniper rifle." Rick said turning to face the man on the roof. Wow. I did not see him. I'd probably be dead if Rick wasn't here. "How good's his aim?" Rick asked. "Where'd you get the watch?!" Rick yelled and Gareth just stood there. "Where'd you get the watch?!" He yelled again.

"Don't do anything! I have this. You just put it down." Gareth said to the sniper. "Put it down!" He yelled. And the sniper obeyed.

"You want to listen to me." Gareth said turning back to Rick. "There's a lot of us."

"Where did you get the watch?" Rick asked again, this time a little bit calmer.

"I got it off a dead one. I didn't think he'd need it." Gareth said calmly.

"What about the riot gear?" Rick asked turning to a person wearing riot gear. "The poncho?" He asked turning to a woman wearing a poncho.

"Got the riot gear from a dead cop. The poncho from a clothesline." Gareth said looking over at Carl and I.

"Gareth, we can wait." Alex said trying to get free from Rick's chokehold, but failed.

"Shut up, Alex." Gareth said looking at him.

"You talk to me." Rick said looking at Gareth.

"What's there left to say? You don't trust us anymore." Gareth said looking at Carl again. I never trusted him in the first place.

"Gareth..." Alex started to talk but Gareth put interrupted him.

"Shut. Up." He said holding up his hand.

"Gareth, please." Alex started to beg.

"It's okay. It's okay." Gareth said to him trying to calm him down.

"Rick, what do you want?" Gareth asked looking back at Rick.

"Where are our people?!" Rick asked sounding angry again.

"You didn't answer the question." Gareth said nodding. And I looked behind me and Mary had a gun and was about to shoot Rick, but he turned around and Alex got shot instead.

"Go, go!" Rick yelled. And we all ran as fast as we could.

"Hey! Carl! Get down now! Go!" Rick yelled as we ran through the community. We ran last a room that was filled with bones. Who the heck are these people?! I knew we couldn't trust them.

We ended up in a room with candles everywhere. It looked creepy. There was writing on the floor, they looked like names.

We ran to a door but it closed.

"Come on, this way." Rick said leading us to another door.

"Help! Help!" We heard people yelling and we could see train cars everywhere.

"What the heck?" Daryl asked catching up to Rick.

"Let's go." Rick said and we kept running.

"Help! Please! Help! Let us out!" The people kept shouting. What the? They're in the train cars?!

"What the heck is this place?" Daryl asked stopping when Rick stopped.

"These people I don't think they're tryin' to kill us." Daryl said looking around.

"No, they're aiming at our feet." Rick said trying to figure out where to go.

"There! There!" Rick yelled pointing Ina direction and we followed. But we stopped when A bunch of people with guns appeared.

"Drop your weapons!" Gareth yelled as a bunch more people with guns lined the fences behind us. Crap. "Now!" He yelled and we just looked at Rick. "Now!" He shouted again and we obeyed.

"Ringleader, go to your left, the train car. Go!" Gareth shouted and we all stared at him. And Rick looked at Carl.

"You do what we say, and the boy goes with you. Anything else, he dies and you end up in there anyway." Gareth said and Rick glared at him and started slowly walking towards the train car.

"Now the Archer." Gareth said to Daryl. And he glared at the nickname.

"Now the samurai." He said to Michonne and she also glared at him.

"Now the girl." He said to me and looked over at Carl then slowly followed Michonne.

"Now, Stanton at the door. Ringleader, Archer, samurai, girl. In that order." He said as we lined up.

"My son!" Rick yelled as he looked at Carl. And it was quite for a little bit before he answered.

"Go kid." He said to Carl and he slowly walked over to us.

"Ringleader, open the door and go in.' Gareth said to Rick.

"I'll go in with him." Rick said looking at Carl still.

"Don't make us kill him now." Gareth said and Rick glared at him and opened the door and went in. And we all followed. Rick closed the door and we heard someone behind us. We all turned around.

"Rick?" I heard someone call Rick's name. It was Glenn. I hadn't really met him before. Since I was only at the prison for two days before it got attacked.

"Your here." Rick said smiling. I saw some people behind him that I didn't recognize and some I did, like Maggie, Sasha, and Bob.

"They're our friends." Glenn said looking behind him. "They helped save us."

"Yeah." Maggie said from behind Glenn.

"Now they're friends of ours." Daryl said looking at them.

"For however long that'll be." A guy said from behind Glenn and Maggie. He had red hair and a red handlebar mustache.

Nice.

"No." Rick said looking outside through a crack in the door. "They're gonna feel pretty stupid when they find out."

"Find out what?" Someone asked but I wasn't sure who.

"They're screwing with the wrong people." Rick said glaring while stilling looking through the crack.