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Chapter 24: Can't make it Alone

"You're mom sure was pretty then," I said to Carl who was holding the framed picture of his parents' wedding day. He quickly shoved it in his bag.

"Are you giving me the silent treatment now?" I asked. He still said nothing. "You're going to have to talk to me eventually. I'm not going anywhere." He shoved past me.

"You need help with all your stuff?" Daryl asked. I wiped my eyes I couldn't believe what we were going to do.

"I got most of it loaded in the car," I said squeezing his hand, "This is all I need now. You need help checking the whatever plug things on your bike?"

"You're such a girl," he said with a smile as we walked out to where the cars were parked.

"I'm going to talk to Rick for a minute before we leave," I said. Daryl nodded.

"I've never seen Carl that angry before," I said to Rick, "He's shut down. I could usually talk to him. Even when he was mad at Lori."

"He's still a kid," Rick replied, "It's easy to forget."

"I know," I said and walked to where Daryl was working on his bike. I handed him a socket wrench, "That the right one?"

"Merle never did nothing like that in his whole life," Daryl said looking up at me.

"I know," I replied placing my hand in his, "He gave us a chance."

"Yeah," he replied and stood up still holding my hand.

I smiled, "He wasn't as big of an asshole as I thought."

"Come on, let's go," he said. We climbed on the back of his bike and pulled out of the prison yard. We parked around back out of sight and snuck back to where we were to hide.

I heard the trucks pulling into the yard. An explosion took out the watchtower were Daryl and I had our honeymoon.

"They're inside," said Glenn's voice through my walkie.

I turned on the prison speaker system. Hershel's prerecorded voice read, "And shall come forth; they that have done good into the resurrection of life; and they that have done evil, unto the resurrection of damnation." It was a prophetic bible verse to say the least.

"They've made it into the tombs!" Glenn said again through the walkie.

"Shit this is more complicated than I thought," I said to Daryl as I was fumbling with the knobs.

"You can do it," Daryl reassured me. I flipped the switch and the generators kicked on. I flipped the second switch and the alarms started blaring.

"That just scared the shit out of them," I said to Glenn through my walkie, "They're headed back your way."

"Come on," Daryl said handing me an automatic weapon, "Let's have some fun too." We raced to join Glenn and Maggie who were already shooting at the Governors men.

"Get the hell out of here!" Glenn shouted. Daryl and I joined in shooting. The Governors men tore out of the yard blowing out a tire in the process. They kept on going.

"We did it!" Maggie shouted. I give her a quick high-five and join Rick and the others in the courtyard.

"We drove them out!" I shouted.

"We should follow them," Michonne stated, "Before they have the chance to regroup."

"We'll finish this," Daryl said.

"He's not going to stop," Glenn responded.

"We can't keep living in fear like this," I added.

"We can't take the fight to Woodbury," Maggie said, "We barely make it back the last time."

"We don't care," Daryl replied, "We'll take 'em down."

"Come on," I said to them both, "Let's go check on the others." They agreed and we walked back into the cellblock. I gave Beth a quick hug and kissed Judith on the head.

"I can't remember the last time I was this pumped up," I said to Daryl.

"We'll have to drain that energy later," Daryl responded and winked. I pulled him to me and kissed him on the lips. I was disappointed when he pulled away. "I got shit to do now."

"I know," I replied and walked with him outside. I see the troubled look on Rick's face. "What's wrong?"

"Carl," he started, "Shot one of the Governor's men."

"He did what he had to do right?" I asked.

"Hershel said it was a kid," he replied, "And he was handing over his weapon."

"Talk to him," I said, "You have to fix it. What's that?" I pointed to his hand. He opened it and revealed his badge. I had not seen it in his hand in a long time. I reached in my pocket and pulled out my own.

"You still have it too?" he asked.

"I still try to live by it," I responded, "That's what Carl needs is to see that you are living by it too." Rick nodded and put his badge in his pocket.

"Rick," Glenn said, "We're staying. We don't know where the Governor is and if he comes back we'll hold him off."

"So it's just the three of us then," Daryl said referring to himself, Rick, and Michonne.

"Four," I added, "I'm going with you."

"I need you to stay here where it's safe," Daryl ordered.

"The only place I'm safe is with you," I said, "I'm going. You're not talking me out of it."

"Fine," he said. I climbed on the back of his bike and we were off.

"What the fuck?" I exclaimed as we stopped finding a truck parked in the middle of the road. It was the truck the Governor's men had driven but they were nowhere in sight. Or so I thought.

We crept to the other side of the truck and they were there. They had turned. I raised my bow and shot one in the head. Michonne sliced the head two others. Rick jabbed his knife through the head of another. I stood silently with Daryl beside the truck. The banging at the truck window caused us both to jump.

"Look," I pointed to the woman in the cab. Daryl opened the door and pulled her out. "Who are you? And what happened here?"

"I'm Karen," she said, "I'm sorry. The Governor wanted us to fight you. He told us you were dangerous. When we saw for ourselves, we turned and ran. He shot them all."

"How did he miss you?" Daryl asked.

"I hid under one of their bodies," Karen cried, "When he was gone I climbed in the truck."

"Do you know where he went?" Rick asked.

"Woodbury, maybe," she responded. "Where's Andrea?"

"What do you mean?" I asked, "Isn't she still at Woodbury?"

"She jumped the wall and was headed back to the prison," she replied.

"She didn't make it," I looked to Rick, "He may have her held somewhere we have to save her." Rick nodded and urged Karen into the truck.

"I wasn't scared," Daryl said to me as I climbed behind him on his bike.

"It sure scared the shit out of me," I smiled and wrapped my arms around his waist and we were off. Heading back to Woodbury.

We crept quietly towards the gates. A shot from the wall caused me to jump and dive behind a car. Rick and Daryl fired back.

"Tyrese?" Karen shouted, "It's me."

"Get down!" Rick ordered.

"Karen are you OK?" Tyrese asked, "Where's the Governor?"

"He fired on everyone," Karen answered, "Killed them all."

"Why are you with them?" Tyrese asked.

"They saved me," Karen answered.

"We're coming out," Rick shouted. We walked out from our hiding spots hands in the air.

"What are you doing here?" Tyrese yelled.

"We came to finish this," Rick said as Tyrese opened the gate.

"We saw what the Governor did," I said.

"He killed them," Tyrese said softly.

I nodded, "Karen said Andrea was heading to the prison. She didn't make it. She might still be here. We need to look."

"This is where they held Glen and Maggie," Rick said as we entered a warehouse building.

"The Governor held people?" Tyrese said confused.

"More than hold them," Daryl responded.

"He tortured them," I added. "Look." I nudged Daryl and point out the pool of blood that was poring from under a door.

"Will you open it?" Michonne asked Rick.

He nodded and slowly opened the door. In the center of the room, there was what appeared to be a dentist chair. Lying dead in front of it was the man we met at the feed store, Milton. He had turned. I turned to see Andrea sitting on the floor.

"Andrea?" Michonne shouted.

"I tried to stop him," Andrea cried.

"You're burning up," Michonne said. Andrea pulled down the collar of her jacket to reveal a fresh bite on her neck. I turned and buried my face in Daryl's chest.

"Are they alive?" Andrea asked Rick.

"Yeah they're alive," he answered.

"It's good you found them," Andrea said to Michonne, "No one can make it alone now."

"They never could," Daryl said. I looked back at Andrea trying to hold back my tears.

"I just didn't want any one to die," she said. I nodded. "I can do it myself." She reached for Rick's gun.

"No," I said softly.

"I have to," she pleaded, "While I still can." Rick handed her his gun.

"I'm not going anywhere," Michonne said.

"Come on," Daryl said guiding me out of the room.

"I tried," I heard Andrea say.

"Yeah you did," Rick responded and closed the door. Leaving Michonne and Andrea to their final goodbyes.

Daryl wrapped his arms around my shoulders and pulled me close. I let my tears flow now. I jumped at the sound of the gunshot. Andrea was gone. I wiped my eyes and looked to Tyrese and his sister.

"Hi," I said extending my hand, "I'm Teddy, this is Daryl and Rick."

Tyrese's large hand swallowed mine. "Tyrese. And this is my sister Sasha."

"Rick," I said, "It won't be safe for them when the Governor comes back."

Rick nodded, "I know. I was thinking. Why don't you gather everyone up and come with us?"

The sun was rising over the prison yard as we drove back up. The people from Woodbury piled out of their bus into the cellblock.

"What is this?" Carl asked.

"They're gonna join us," Rick responded.

I stood there watching Tyrese and the others laugh and get to know each other. I smiled. It was a fresh start for them. No more tyrant barking orders at them.

I walked to stand by Rick who was looking up. "You still see her?"

"Not anymore," he responded.

"Come on," I said, "Let's go inside."

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