CHAPTER 14:
Xavier started to perceive on hearing muffled sounds, it sounded like people? Hopefully it was real people and not walkers though. But he was quite keen on telling the difference from far away, he heard actual talking, communicating, opposed to just grunting. Good thing his eye sight was pretty decent, he started to scamper straight ahead, and follow the resonances.
In somewhat a good distance away, he saw just a few light sources, so continued on to follow it. He began to bark, to see if that would stir anymore sounds up.
Rachel had stopped in the middle of the street, "No, it can't be." She shook her head, trying to shake the thought off. "Focus."
Michonne was leaving the Governor's house, and saw that she was closest to Rachel. Looking at her, she saw she had jeans torn up and no shirt on, and was holding what looked like a shredded item of clothing. Rachel managed to grab her bra and tie it so she was at least somewhat covered for now, but the knot was coming lose and wouldn't hold on for a long period of time. The Governor cut the threat, and the material wasn't strong at all.
"We'll talk later. I want to know everything." Michonne snapped, as she grabbed her friend, "What the Hell, that animal," She examined her with the limited light around them. "Let's go, I'm not playing around."
"Andrea!" Rachel shouted as she saw Merle and Martinez but no Andrea just around the corner from where they were.
"Woah, woah, what's goin' on here?" Merle came strolling by while Martinez had a walkie in his hand, and was communicating with someone on the other end about the Governor's wound.
He pointed at Rachel, "That bitch stabbed him."
Michonne pulled out her sword, "I'm not in a good mood, so let's not go around pointing fingers." She looked art Merle and continued, "I know he's to blame for her actions. We're leaving! Where's Andrea?"
Rachel hid behind her friend until she heard that sound again. Barking? "Oh Lord, is it-?" She half limped over to the gate and much to Michonne's threats if she wouldn't come back there, Rachel still went in the other direction. She needed to figure this out; was it just her mind playing its usual tricks on her?
"What happened to your friend there?" Merle asked as he laughed before getting the whole question out.
Martinez eyed Michonne, "Your friend wants to stay, and we're not holding her here." He was obviously referring to Andrea, because Michonne and Rachel wanted to leave the second they had gotten there.
"Bull!" The woman snarled.
"Leave now; we don't need you or your psychotic comrade stabbing anyone else!" The Hispanic man stretched for his gun while stating his comment. Milton, a nerdy looking guy with glasses, came behind the other men with Andrea just a few moments later.
"Put the sword down!" Andrea yelled at her acquaintance, Andrea was in such denial. "I don't know what the Hell your guys' problem is? These are good people!"
"Oh yeah I'm sure." Michonne sarcastically responded. "Are you coming with us or not?"
The men at the gate expressed to Rachel that she needed to get down and she was not allowed up there. She shoved the Governor's knife up close to them, "I'm really not in the mood buddy." Turning her head in the other direction, "XAVIER!? SAGE!?" She didn't care if she got every walker in a five miles radius over at Woodbury.
"Shut the fuck up, you're going to get every walker within miles over here." One of the men said, as he tried to lower the young woman's knife.
"I really wouldn't do that."
Xavier heard his name, he just knew he did. It had to be his owner, it had to be Rachel! He barked to respond to his owner's calling. Up ahead, looked like some sort of barricade with a gate attached to it. He saw that it was starting to slowly open.
A man shined a flash light down near the dog, "Ey, we got a dog, do I kill it?"
"Do it and I will kill you!" Rachel nearly tackled the man that made that comment.
"Well we're leaving, stay here if that's what you want." Michonne walked backwards with her sword still out. She looked up at Martinez, "You better tell them to let us out than."
Andrea shook her head, she was so overly irritated. "You guys are being stupid, listen I don't know what happened to Rachel, she hasn't been right in the head since-"
"Since you's we're separated from my brother." Merle cut in, boy was he a good actor. "I tried tellin' 'er it was gunna be okay, and she tried to start fightin' me. Sorry darlin', we can't have any insane people 'ere. It's best they leave."
Rachel climbed down the ladder she was on, and watched as the gate slowly opened. It was taking forever; she just wanted to see if he was real! She had dreamt so much of him, Sage, and Daryl; she thought it was just another dream…
While waiting, she put on her ratted up shirt, and tried to feel a little more comfortable, they were leaving! "Michonne!"
The black warrior looked at her friend with a death glare, "You chose this. We didn't!"
Andrea tried to say something but Milton took her back to go see the Governor, he had told her that he went to go see the same doctor that they had all seen when they first got there. "He wants to see you." He whispered, as he rubbed her back in a friendly matter.
The gate was finally open! "Xavier!?" Rachel saw her one and only Doberman standing there. Almost taken back that he didn't run towards her, but then she gazed up and saw that he was making sure that the men didn't open fire at them. "Good boy." She smirked.
Many hours had passed by at the prison, and no one heard anything from the other group. So they had to assume that was good. No screaming for help, so it was a quiet day and night. Lori was walking around Beth, who wouldn't leave her side. She needed to be there in case something went wrong, and Daryl wasn't too far away. The same went for Maggie; she was only allowed to go so far, just in case!
Daryl waited outside, as he on watch duty; Carl was back a little further, as well as on the same duty. Daryl went and patrolled up and down the metal fence outline; back and forth, over and over again. Allowing the other dog to go with the group; they needed her assistance, and Daryl needed alone time anyways.
"Daryl get in here!" Turning around, to find the owner of the voice, it was Maggie!
"Shit, its happening?" He grumbled as he ran as fast as he could inside the prison, but only to find that it was Hershel, he bleeding pretty badly, and- was missing a chunk of his leg? Looking up, he was panicked, as he didn't know what to do or to say.
"Maggie, you and Daryl stay and help Hershel out." Rick ordered as he saw that the oldest daughter was holding it together a lot better than he had expected. "Carl, help them out, if they need it. We'll have to go back and clear the rest of it, we got overrun. I had to cut of his leg before it spread."
The white prisoner, Axel, had a very southern accent as he spoke, "The others didn't make it. They tried to plot against y'all, and O scar and I ain't tryin' to do that. We're here, and well show you that."
Lori looked down from the upper level, "Rick, go, if you got overrun, that means they could be anywhere now. Don't worry, we got it." She rubbed her stomach and looked at Beth, "Go help your dad, I will holler if I need anyone."
With the other 3 prisoners dead, the only one's still alive, was the white man, with red hair, Axel. And the big black man, Oscar, they seemed to prove their loyalty so far, as they had risked their life or tried too. "Your friend T-dog didn't make it either."
Rick changed the topic, "We need to go, Oscar, Axel, Glenn, and myself…" He nudged Daryl, "You better? Cause, uhh, we could really use you."
He looked down and saw that Hershel's daughters were getting to work and helping with the wound. "Might as well, seems like they got him taken care of. I'm better at trackin' than al y'all anyways." Looking down at his dog, "Lori ya holler for my girl, if anything is wrong and she'll scurry her way back here if need be to tell us."
They were planning on using Sage as a messenger, she was to start off going with the guys to clear the rest of the blocks, and Daryl would occasionally send her back to check and see how everything was going with both Lori, and Hershel. They didn't need this right now; Hershel's injury, T-dog dying, and perhaps having Lori going into labor.