As Serena took the new born from Beth's arms she squirmed a little and crinkled up her face but didn't let out a cry. She was getting use to being passed around quite often and was pretty well sleeping through it at this point. Beth watched Serena like a hawk, standing close by waiting for the little one to need her.

Serena glanced over at Beth awkwardly, "Thanks Beth. I'll take her for a little bit, it's Ok."

The girl glanced from the baby's face up to Serena's nervously but smiled a little, "Oh, Ok. But just call me when you're done, or she starts to cry. You have to feed her a specific way, and I've sort of gotten the hang of it."

Serena nodded at Beth with a smile. The girl was getting attached. She could relate. When Amy had been that small she hadn't wanted anyone else to change her, or rock her to sleep, or anything. It had been hard enough at times sharing her with Daryl. "Ok, I will." She promised. Carol had mentioned this morning how she didn't want Beth acting like the baby's mother. But really, Serena didn't see a problem with it. Ass Kicker would never have a real mother, but it really wouldn't hurt to have someone she could look to for the same kind of affection.

Serena turned and walked out of the cell and up the stairs to where Andrea was sitting on the second level of the cell block. She was leaning back against the wall looking out the barred windows when Serena approached. Serena slide down the wall, sitting close beside her friend, "Andrea, meet Judith." She said, holding the coddled baby out to Andrea.

Andrea smiled, gazing down at the little one. She slipped her arms around the bundle of blankets that she was wrapped in, pulling her against her chest and instinctively rocking back a forth, "Hi Judith." She said, pushing a piece of blanket down so she could get a good look at the baby's features. She took in a deep breath, "Oh my gosh," She whispered, "She looks like Shane." She looked around at the cell, but almost everyone was still out in the main room and no one was close enough to hear.

Serena nodded, looking down at the baby too, "I thought so too. But obviously no one is going to say anything." She smiled at Andrea, "She has his strong jaw."

Andrea nodded, running her free thumb along the baby's forehead. She was just staring down at the little one, lost in her own thoughts. Serena watching as a few tears rolled down from her eyes and dripped onto the little one's blanket. Andrea sighed and leaned her head back, sniffling. "Oh Serena," She exasperated, "I almost had this, you know. It's just not far." She shook her head and wiped her eyes with the back of her sleeve.

Serena frowned, "What? What do you mean?" She'd only been with Shane once, as far as Serena knew. Things hadn't exactly been serious between them.

Andrea shook her head, "Oh nothing. Never mind me. I'm just being stupid. I shouldn't want this, especially now. I mean, look at what happened to Lori. Having a child is too much of a risk." She chuckled, trying to stop the tears from forming in her eyes, "Besides, I shouldn't say I almost had this. I wasn't even close. I don't even know for sure if I was pregnant." She said, more to herself then to Serena.

Serena stared at her friend, trying to make sense of her quick ramblings. She put her hand out and rested it on Andrea's arm, the one holding little Judith. She looked into Andrea's eyes, "What are you talking about Andrea? You were pregnant?"

Andrea nodded and shrugged at the same time, "I don't know. Maybe. I skipped a few periods after I left the farm and Michonne found me. But that didn't last. One week I had some horrible stomach pains and I bled, a lot. Michonne didn't know what to think. We had to get off the road for a few weeks while I got my strength back up." She blinked and looked back down at the baby in her arms, "I think I was. I think I had been carrying another little Shane, and I screwed that up too." She said softly.

Serena didn't know what to say. She wished she'd been there for her friend who had seen her thought almost everything with Amy. All Andrea wanted was a family of her own. She'd lost Amy, and Dale, and even Shane who was the closest thing to love that she'd felt in a long time. It really wasn't fair. Somehow Serena had gotten it all with Daryl and Amy, and Andrea had lost it all. Serena wrapped her arms around her old friend and kissed her on the cheek, "Andrea, I'm so sorry." She whispered. It was the only thing she had to offer. She couldn't make it better, and she couldn't make the hurt go away. All she could do was be there and comfort her now that they'd found each other again.

/

Daryl held Amy in his arms as he made his way into the main room from the cell block. He'd sat in his cell with his little girl for a while just playing with her. He hadn't thought he wanted to be involved in the conversation of whether or not Rick should sit down with the Governor and try to work things out. But as he sat with Amy on the old mattress in his cell watching her as she picked up the many little toys around her and passed them to him one by one, he realized he should give his input to Rick. His opinion mattered to their leader, and he hadn't let him down yet. And if Rick sitting down with the Governor meant they might be able to avoid a war, he should go for it. It meant keeping the people they cared about safe.

As he left the cell and made his way to the main room he glanced up at the balcony of the second floor cells. Andrea and Serena were sitting together, huddled in a hug with Judith in Andrea's arms between them. As he watched them Serena's eyes met his, and she gave him a sympathetic smile, as if to say 'we're fine up here, just having a moment' and he nodded at her silently. He'd never had a friend like that, who he could talk to and share his feelings with. The closest he'd ever come was Merle, and all the bastard ever did was make fun of him. He was happy to know that Serena had that again, even if Andrea wasn't planning on staying.

The group was silent as he entered the main room, with everyone seated around the room. His brother was squatted on the steps by the door, Rick at one of the round tables with his head in his hands, and most of the others seated at the tables around him just watching him, waiting for him to speak or make a decision.

Carol looked up at Daryl as he entered, moving towards her. He smiled, "Can you take her?" He asked, shifting Amy on his hip.

Carol nodded, holding up her hands for the toddler, "Talk to him." She told him, nodding in Rick's direction.

Daryl nodded, understanding. She knew as well as he did that Rick needed some guidance right now. He suddenly felt bad for walking away when he had, but that had been out of anger, and he'd had some time to blow that off. He turned and walked over so he was standing beside Rick at his table. He slowly took a seat next to him and sighed, watching Rick and waiting for him to say something.

"He won't make peace Daryl. It's obvious." He said though gritted teeth, like he was sick of tell everyone the same thing over and over.

Daryl nodded, "Maybe not, but if we were to sit down with him we might get a better idea of who we're dealing with." He told his friend, "And if Andrea set it up for a few days from now I'd feel safer until then, wouldn't you? It could buy us some time, if nothing else."

Rick nodded, honestly listening to what Daryl was saying. He looked over at him, "So you think I should take advantage of the opportunity?"

Daryl nodded, "What have we got to loose?"

"He could kill you when you go to meet with him, leaving the rest of us here undefended and unprepared." Merle said loudly from where he sat, giving his two cents.

Daryl shot his head around, giving Merle a look. Rick was trying to make a decision and his brother wasn't helping. "Well he either attacks us here, or he attacks us there or, the least possible case, he actually wants to make a truce and he doesn't attack us at all." Daryl said back to him.

Merle shrugged but had no witty comment to offer. Even he couldn't know what the Governor had in store for them.

"Look Rick," Daryl said, turning back to look at his leader, "Either we meet him to talk, or we meet him on the battle field. If we go to war it doesn't sound like we have the best chance of making it out without casualties. So maybe our best option is to try talking to him, for the safety of us all."

Rick looked over at Daryl again. He was hearing him, and he looked like he agreed. He nodded, "Ok. I guess we could give it a shot. Even if it's just to buy us some time." He shrugged, "Only a few of us will go. Leave the others behind in case it's a trap or a distraction." He said, glancing over Daryl's shoulder at Merle.

Daryl nodded, "Sounds like a plan." He said, happy that Rick had listened to his reasoning. He didn't like the idea of coming face to face with the Governor either, but it was the best plan for them all.

/

Serena stood with Daryl outside in the prison yard with Amy asleep in her arms, head resting on her shoulder. Glenn had gone to collect an old car that was parked at the center of the prison from the days before the place was abandoned. They were giving the car to Andrea so she could get back to Woodbury safer then how she'd arrived.

Rick was talking with Andrea by the fence, making final plans for where and when he would meet with the Governor, and Andrea was looking rather pleased with herself. Serena was watching her half-heartedly, hoping her friend might change her mind still and stay with them at the prison.

"Is she Ok?" Daryl asked her quietly, having seen the two of them earlier.

Serena looked over at him and nodded, "Andrea's strong, she'll be Ok." She sighed. It was true, the woman was a fighter, and she'd been through so much already. There was very little she couldn't take.

Daryl wrapped an arm around Serena's back and pulled her into him, Amy nestled between them without even stirring. He smiled his soft smile at her, trying his best to reassure her that Andrea would be fine. He could tell that the thought of her friend leaving was getting to her.

"I'm just glade Rick reasoned with her. Even if nothing comes form this meeting, at least he will have tried." She said turning as the doors to the inner yard of the prison opened and Glenn pulled a car slowly through them.

Rick and Andrea turned, walking towards the vehicle. Rick handed her back the gun he'd confiscated from her when she arrived, along with her other belongings. She smiled at him and nodded, happy that he wasn't acting as cold as when she'd first arrived. She then turned to meet eyes with Serena, moving away from Rick towards her and Daryl.

"Well, I'm off." She said when she finally reached them, cocking her head to one side and giving Amy a 'awe' look. "She is so precious." She said, nodding at the sleeping tot. She looked at Daryl, "You take care of them Daryl," She winked, "both of them."

Daryl nodded at her, "I always do." He assured her, his grip around Serena's waist tightening.

Then Andrea looked back at Serena, "And you," She stepped forward and wrapped one arm around Serena's neck, careful not to wake Amy, and whispered in her ear, "hold on to what you've got. Don't let it slip away. You know how lucky you are."

She stepped back from her then and gave her a smile, "I love you guys." She told them.

Serena thought she might cry. Why did she feel like Andrea was saying goodbye for good? They would see each other again, surely. She nodded at her friend, "You stay safe. And if things get out of hand, or too much to bare, remember that you've always got a place here with us." She reminded her.

Andrea looked as if she were holding back tears too. She nodded and ran a hand through her hair with a sigh, "Thanks girl. I'll see you soon." She nodded and then turned back to the car.

Serena wanted to stop her, ask her to stay. She was her one and only girlfriend in this world, and they'd barely had a chance to talk. She needed advise on how to handle the whole Craig situation, and damn it she hadn't even told Andrea about that yet. Time had just gotten away from them this afternoon. She stood her ground though, knowing that Andrea felt that she was doing what needed to be done. Her friend just had that urge to save everyone, and she thought that she'd found a way.

"Andrea." Michonne called, coming out of the prison towards the car with a switchblade in hand. When she reached Andrea she handed her the knife, "Here, keep this." Andrea looked down that the gift and then at Michonne. It looked like there was more to the knife then any of the others realised, and Andrea was clearly touched.

She smiled at Michonne and hugged her, taking Michonne by surprise. Andrea said something to Michonne while in their embrace too, but no one else could hear. She finally let the woman go and jumped in the driver's seat, shutting the door quickly before she changed her mind.

As Serena watched the car drive off, through the gate that Merle opened and past the walkers in the outer field she had a sinking feeling. Her friend was strong, but when it came to men she sometimes forgot herself. "Be careful." She whispered to herself as Andrea drove out of sight.

"Hey," Daryl said, grabbing her attention, "she can take care of herself. She was alive all those months that we thought she was dead." He assured her.

Serena nodded, but wasn't so sure. The whole time she'd been on the road she'd been with Michonne and she'd been thinking with her head. Now that the Governor was in the picture it was a whole different story. She sighed, staring at the woods where her companion had disappeared, wondering when the next time she would see her would be.

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