The Walking Dead: Guardian Angel

Chapter 11: Woodbury, New Alliances & Old Enemies.

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Author's note: This chapter will pick up at the part where Andrea & Michonne are 'captured' by Phillip, the Governor of Woodbury & will focus partly on them & partly on the prison group.

"Head's up, someone's coming." Michonne said as she helped an ailing Andrea behind a group of large trees & drew her sword. The forest became deathly quiet as both women waited, every muscle in their bodies poised for defense, their adrenaline coursing.

Michonne looked around the trunk of the tree & came face to face with the mouth of an assault rifle. "Oh, shit!" She said as she realized they were surrounded, Andrea, in no shape to fight back, slowly put her hands in the air as their weapons were stripped & they were ordered to their feet.

"Your friend, she's very sick, you're lucky we found you when we did." A tall middle aged man said. "I'm sorry, we haven't been formally introduced, my name is Phillip." He said as he offered his hand, Michonne didn't take it, she merely eyed him suspiciously. The man named Phillip waited for a moment, but it soon became evident that Michonne wasn't in a talking mood; he left her to her solitude.


Hershel managed a weak smile as Charlotte entered his cell. "How you holdin' up, Doc?" she said as she sat at the edge of his bed. "Best as I can I suppose." He said as he looked down at what used to be his leg. "Fine stitching job, I must say, dear." Charlotte's cheeks flushed.

"My sister was a ER trauma care nurse, she taught me how to stitch things up & I taught her how to fix shit." She said as Carol entered with a place of food. "I'll leave you to eat, when you get ready we'll see about making you something you can get around with." She said in parting.


"You can't keep us here, we haven't done anything!" Andrea said as Michonne held her back. "You misunderstand me, ladies. You're not prisoners here, you're guests." He said as he opened the door, the bright light of day momentarily blinded them as they stepped outside.

A picturesque town came into focus, here it was like the end of the world had never happened; shops, restaurants, & cars lined the cobblestone streets as people strolled about, oblivious to the chaos of the world outside. "Welcome to Woodbury." Phillip said, the pride was evident in his voice. "As I said before, you're not prisoners here; you can leave whenever you want but you are also welcomed to stay as long as you like." He said as he left their company.

"What do you think?" Andrea said as they strolled slowly down the street. "I don't trust em'." She replied, her expression hard. "We don't have many options, Michonne. You know what's like out there." Andrea said. "I don't know if I like it any better in here." Michonne replied.


"What do you mean we're running out of food?" Rick said as he ran his hand through his hair. "Sorry, copper. Most of the food here was frozen, that went bad when we lost the electricity & we've almost gone through all the canned goods already." Oscar said.

"Daryl, tomorrow I want you to set out at first light on a hunting trip, you know what to do. Glenn & Charlotte, as our best in & outers, I want you to make a run into that small town we passed through on the way here & see what you can scare up in the way of food & provisions." They wordlessly nodded as they dispersed to pack for the coming day, everyone knew better than to question Rick's decisions anymore.

"Hey, I need to make a run to the armory for weapons & ammo, wanna come with? I could use someone to watch my back." Charlotte said to Daryl after dinner that evening, Daryl stood quickly from his perch in front of the window. "Let me just let Rick know." He said.

"I hate these fucking tunnels." Charlotte said as they crept along, weapons at the ready, the growls & shuffling gaits of the prison walkers could be heard through the metal walls. The sound resonated around the tunnels, making it sound like they were just out of sight, hidden somewhere in the darkness.

They came to the door labeled 'CAFETERIA', juggling her flashlight, Charlotte fumbled for the right key. "I need to mark this, just in case we get in a pinch on the way back." She said as she took out her knife & scratched a line into the rusted metal.

"Ya know, one of the prisoners coulda done this." He whispered as they scoped the cafeteria out, Daryl saw the rod they had stuck through the handles of the door was still there & cautiously entered. "oh, I know, I volunteered." She said casually, Daryl's brow furrowed & his eyes darkened in concern at her penchant for taking the suicide missions, but he kept his feelings to himself.

"You should've told me you didn't want to come, then I would've asked one of them." She said. "That's not what I meant." He replied shortly. "Then what did you mean?" She quipped, eying him sharply, funny how someone with only one eye could have such a powerful stare that it even made Daryl uncomfortable.

'Because; I like you, care about you, I … think I … might be falling in love with you. I don't know what I would do if something happened to you.' He yearned to tell her. "Jus' forget it." he blurted out irritably instead as he pushed past her. Charlotte smirked at him as she followed, amused at his moodiness.


"So you have decided to leave us after all." Andrea managed a smile, she had fully recovered & was anxious to find the rest of her group. "Yeah, I think its best if we get going, we want to find the rest of my people." She said without thinking, Michonne shot her a sharp look, Phillip seemed interested at this utterance. "Others?" He quipped.

"I… I don't know, we got overrun by walkers at our camp & I was separated, I don't know if any of them made it but I have to find out for sure." Phillip nodded. "Like I said, you're not prisoners here, you're free to leave." He said as he motioned for one of his men to escort them to the door as another handed them their weapons.

Phillip waved a final, friendly goodbye as they disappeared into the forest tree line. Once they were out of his line of sight, he motioned another one of his men forward. "Follow them, keep an eye on them, if there are others, I want to know about it. Report back to me what you find out." He said.

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