The rifle kept me in the dark the entire trip back to the prison, by time I'd crawl back to consciousness we were in the back of a suv and the Governor was standing on top of the tank. Groaning as I looked out the window seeing one of the front towers burning, six vehicles full of people and of course the tank, Michonne lean over to look at me. "Thank god you're awake Jenni, we were worried they'd hit you too hard." I shook my head still really fuzzy, my wolf lay on her side dazed from all the fog in my head. The vibrating boom from the tank going off made me jerk and whimper as it rang in my head only adding to the fog swirling in there. Michonne had a look of worry on her face, Hershel was trying to remain calm but I knew we were fucked this round. I lean my head against the back of the seat trying to clear my head. As soon as our friends and family ran out to the courtyard to see what was happening the Governor yelled up at Rick, thinking he was still in charged. When Rick explained he no longer made the decision that there was a council now that runs the prison, we all make the decisions together, the Governor drops his head before asking. "Is Hershel on the council," He waved his hand at the girl holding the machine rifle to get us out of the SUV, she pulls Hershel out leading him in front of the tank to kneel. The look of concern on Ricks face was palpable, Daryl squinted down at the group as worry seeped onto his face, he tried mind linking with me but the fog was still too thick in my head for me to be able to do more than whisper back but he couldn't hear me. Maggie and Beth stood beside Rick in a worried panic that their daddy was in the hands of such an evil man. "What about Michonne? She on the council too." A guy standing by the truck beside us grab her pulling her out roughly when she fought a little, shoving her to the ground by Hershel. Merle shifted from foot to foot beside Daryl trying to keep his cool, but they both knew I was last seen with Michonne and Hershel, when the Governor spoke again they both stop breathing as they watched. "Can't forget about the sweet Jenni now can we, she make the decision here too." The same dude who yanked Michonne out grabbed me, I didn't fight him like Michonne did, it took everything I had not to vomit on his feet. Once we got to where Michonne and Hershel kneeled I didn't even need prompted, I fell to my knees leaning my head against the ground until the world stop spinning. I could hear Daryl and Merle shouting my name but it was just too much energy to lift my head, Rick shouted that he didn't make the decision anymore, but the Governor didn't care. "Well today Rick, today you're making them. Come on down here, have that talk." Michonne whispered to me as he spoke to Rick making demands. "Are you okay?" I groan softly swallowing deeply before answering. "Everything won't stop spinning, I feel nausea." The guy standing beside us tapped me with his foot getting us to quiet down, Daryl and Merle grabbed the fence pissed you could feel their anger from the field. Rick looked over at them for their opinion and both nodded wanting to get this over with, Rick nodding back began walking down into the field inside the fence to talk to the Governor. Daryl and Merle got everyone into gear to prepare the escape, expecting the worst. Rick stop at the fence telling the Governor he'll stay and talk as long as he wants if he lets all three of us go now, even tried rationalizing with him. The Governor stood on top of the tank cocky as ever and just as full of shit. "This, it's just for show, I don't really want to blast a hole into our new home. You Rick, you and all of your people have til sundown to leave," He nods his head at us. "Or well they die." Rick glared at the Governor in annoyance, trying to talk sense into him. "It doesn't have to happen like this..." The Governor interrupted Rick pointing out the obvious that the numbers and gunpower was in his favor. "It's simple Rick, we need this prison. Cards on the table, it's got nothing to do with the past, that's behind us. What it is about is right now and right now we need the prison." Rick look close to tears as he tried to argue with the Governor, sway him where neither of us had to battle. "We've got children here, some of the people are sick... they won't survive out there." The Governor just shook his head and looked at Pete before speaking up stating the obvious about having a tank and letting us walk away from here. "Well what else is there really to discuss?" Rick paced back and forth between his feet worry seeping from his pores at this point, because the Governor wasn't being reasonable at all. Daryl sensing that it wasn't going the right way started slyly hand out guns to be prepared for the worst with Merle's help. The Governor started rambling, his group outnumbered ours sure but he knows never to under estimate us but he was talking a big game. "But we'll win with the numbers and that'll leave you dead. Every last one of you all." He shrugs like what he said wasn't something major. "But like I already said it's your choice Rick, none of that has to happen, you decide how it goes down." Two geeks broke out of the brush on the edge of the field walking toward us, the Governor looked at Rick before pulling his pistol and shooting the geeks dead. Hershel jumped at the sound of the gun going off, I finally lifted my head paling when the world spun. Rick meet my eyes before looking back to the Governor who was smugly putting his pistol away. "Noise as you know will only draw more over, the longer you wait to make the decision the thicker the dead will be to get out of here." The Governor kept on talking to get Rick to leave but Rick knowing we'd never make it out there decided to take the higher road, put the past in the past. He drop his head sighing as he made the decision, being the better leader. "We..." He stop to swallow before continuing, stronger this time, more confident in his words. "It doesn't have to be like that, one has to leave so another can take over, we can live together." The leader we all knew Rick had in him was finally showing through and he was right, there was plenty enough room for everyone to live together in the prison. We'd done it before, taken in the 'enemy' and we thrived together, the Governor wasn't willing to compromise so Hershel chimed in. "It could work, you know it could." I smiled at the conviction that Rick gave to try to reason with him and the bravery of standing up for his people. My smile slipped when the Governor jumped down from the tank and yanked Michonne's katana from its sheath someone was holding. Stomping toward us he grab the back of Hershel's suspenders holding him still while holding the sharp blade to his throat, the girls shouted from the courtyard. My head jerked to stare at the Governor and Hershel looked at me shaking his head slightly, Rick staggered at the look on the Governor's face. Seeing that he wasn't going to see sense Rick tried the people in his group. "Is this really what you want!? Do you really want to kill innocent people..." Pete interrupted Rick. "What we want is what you got prick. Time for you to tuck your tail and leave." Rick pointed at the Governor attempting to show the group he'd assembled the true Governor, how he'd left his people and we'd taken them in and they're now a part of our group. "We let go of everything, every grudge or unkind word, we LIVE together. No one has to die, it's that easy. Everyone who's live right now, who's stand here right now, we've all had to do things to survive. Sometimes the worst kinds of things we'd never think we'd do just to stay alive, things we don't think we'd be able to come back from but we CAN come back from it." As Rick kept talking the Governor started listening removing the sharp blade from Hershel's throat as he stared at Rick, Hershel smiled at Ricks words as my body sag a little in relief but my wolf was shouting as she paced in my mind something was off, when the Governor looked at the katana in his hands. Feeding off my wolf's panic I pulled at the ropes binding my hands behind me as he whispered liar, as I lunged at him he swung the sword slicing into the side of Hershel throat moments before my body hit his. Maggie and Beth screamed from the courtyard crying as their father slumped over bleeding to death, Rick screamed pulling his colt from its holster shooting. Then all hell broke loose as everyone began firing at each other, Michonne rolled from the opening as I drag Hershel from the gun fire.