During the pass three days Mable hardly left her cell, so many thngs were going through her mind that it hurt. What happened to Louie's mom really took a toll on her, good thing Merle was there because Mable couldn't have bring herself to do it.

Mable was laying in her bed looking up at the ceiling when Mike came walking in with a bowl of broiled stew.

"Aye sis, Trevor said to bring ya up dinner." Mike said with a small smile

She glanced at him before turning to her side."Not hungry...", was all she said

Mike sighed then went over to sit on the end of the bed. He reached to touch her shoulder but felt as she flinched at his touch so he pulled away.

"Mable...I know we don't ever talk anymore. We went through some fucking shitty situations and the stuff you went through before meeting us...but can know you can at least talk about it with me." he said.

Mable was gripping around her arms , "Mike please get out.."she asked.

"Come on Mable I want you to talk to me please...",he pleaded

"I said leave!" She yelled while hitting behind at his hand making the bowl land across the cell.

Mike had every right to yell at her but it would only start a unnecessary argument, huffing out he went to grab the empty bowl and walked out without saying another word.

Merle saw the kid stomp across his cell holding a bowl in hand, hearing the whole ordeal a moment ago, he wanted to know what's up with the Lil fiest. Taking a second to reattach his prosthetic hand he made his way over till stopping by the bars of her cell, from where he was standing she seemed to be asleep.

Mable's chest rising up and down with each soft breathe, getting curious Merle made sure that no one was watching before quietly walking inside the cell. He used the curtain hanging against the wall to block of from looking inside, despite this being a bad idea he wanted to at least see how this goes.

The end of Mable's bed creaked a bit with Merle's knee on it, Mable's body shifted in sleep causing a few strands of hair falling down her face. The sight of it made Merle groan in his throat, lightly he moved the strands behind her ear while using his prosthetic hand to steady himself while leaning closer.

She looked so fragile and small, that it makes her fiesty attitude seem adorable to him know thinking about it. Before thinking of what to do next Mable's body shifted again, making him go stiff from fear of her waking.

Her eyes fluttered open slightly then closed again, the position she was sleepingnin now made her shirt rise up showing her waist and flat stomach. Containing the tight feeling forming in this pants Merle gently started pulling down at the shirt, before half done a voice made him freeze.

"Why didn't you help me save him?" Mable's voice called out, Merle looked up to see that her eyes were still closed.

Is she talkin to me?..

Her head slowly shook from side to side, it look like she was having some sort of dream. Leaning his head forward Merle ghostly traced his lips against her neck, a soft little sound came from her lips, breathing heavy he placed his hand against her waist. Her soft skin made his body tingle, he wanted to feel her whole entire body that he'd thought to just hell go for it.

It was then a sound attracted his attention, looking down he saw tears coming from Mable's closed eyes.

Why is she crying...?...

He was getting ready to pull away when her body clung onto his arm, it seemed she was trying to hug something. "Please help him...please.." , the croak in her voice made Merle have this feeling of sorry for her.

Doing something not himself he laid on his side to let Mable pull herself closer and bury her face in his chest. Her crying vibrated against him, tears seeped through his shirt as her arms tried wrapping around him. Merle hesitantly rubbed her back and used his other "hand" to pull her closer.

What are you dreaming that's making you this sad girlie?...

Mable and Trevor were trying their hardest to run toward the front doors while helping her dad walk, the huge pierce in his upper ribcage and right eye made him lose all ability to move on his own. Mable was beside them shooting at the walkers, he could hear the walkers getting closer to them.

Shit..come on come on.. Damn it!

Frank fell to his knees before reaching a foot away from the doors, Trevor and Mike tried with every strength to pull him the rest of the way.

"Dad.. dad come get up were just right there !" She yelled then looked up to see a walker trotting towards, Mike reached behind his bat then ran over to bash the thing down crushed its skull in. Frank managed to turn to see him bash a few more down but his attention was brought back to the herd of those things just a few feet away.

"Mable... there's no way I can make it, you guys will have..." She looked up ahead with absolute fear, "It's ok dad..we're gonna make it. Trevor please help me move him." She pleaded, he saw tears start to come down her face.

"Sweetie even if we make it out they won't stop following us. And we'll be dead, you have to go on with out me.."

"No no I'm not leaving with out you, come on I know your strong to go on please just get up.."

Before Trevor could try pulling him up a Walker came up out of no where, Mable tried shooting but it started falling on top of her. Frank used all his strength to push against it using his hand to gripp at its head, before he could do something a sharp pain dug into his back.

"Dad!, guys get it off him.!" She yelled trying to at the walkers head, Frank holding his stance from them and the walkers.

"Run!, I'm not letting you kids die."

"I'm not leaving you dad!" she yelled.

Mike was over at the front doors waiting for them, Trevor was looking behind Frank in fear. But when Frank looked into his eyes, Trevor knew what he had to do.

"Come on lets go." Mable heard Trevor say while feeling him grab onto her arm, looking back at him she began to panic.

"No No we're not leaving him, we're not leaving him!' Without giving her any time to protest Trevor picked her up with force and started running towards Mike, Mable thrashed and tried getting down.

"Put me the fuck down ! Dad ! Dad no!" , she screamed and screamed till they all made it out .

Mike didn't have a chance to shut the door when Frank came out of no where and slammed it shut, Mable pushed her self up to run into the door but met with no budge and her dad put the bat through the door handles.

Mable hit against the door , she tried hitting the glass to break till her knuckles bleed. "Dad open the door, Please open the door! please!"

Frank tried everything not to break down in tears, the bite wound was stinging real bad and the walkers were closing in.

"I will not turn into one of those things", he thought,breathing heavy Frank looked over at his daughter then to Trevor. The terrified look across all of their faces, with a smile towards them Frank pulled out the gun from his back pocket and pressed it in his mouth.

"I love you Mable"

When Frank pulled the trigger, Mable went hysterical, "No no!", Trevor began pulling her away but she kept hitting and trying to smash at the door. She kept screamimg and screaming till Franks lifeless body was lost in the crowd of walkers.