Again, sorry for anything I miss in Season 3. I haven't seen it in a while and workin' off memory here. Plus, doin' my own thing at times. :)

Zombie - The Cranberries


The prison group spent the next day preparing for the upcoming war. Rick and Tara went on a supply run to an abandoned police station, finding some spike strips and more rifles. Tara was also pleased to find some smoke bombs and grenades hidden in the station's gun locker, telling Rick that those weapons would come in handy against the Governor's army.

Time was quickly counting down to the Governor's deadline, but Rick was still planning on going through with the deal. Merle was still on board, just waiting for the right time to get Michonne away without the others noticing. There was only a few hours left until the sceduled meet up time as Rick kept eyeing his watch anxiously.

"You alright?" Tara asked Rick, noticing that he seemed lost in his own world at times.

"Yeah, just thinkin' about this war, the Governor, everything," Rick hid the real reason of his concern from Tara.

"We'll be alright. Just as long as we follow the battle plan, the Governor won't know what hit him," Tara tried to give some confidence to the former sheriff.

"Tara's right. We don't have to win, we just have to make their getting at us more trouble than it's worth," Michonne added as she passed the two leaders, carrying some spike strips to the gate where Glenn and Maggie were waiting. Rick watched with guilt as Michonne reached over, briefly giving Tara a friendly pat on the shoulder. He knew Tara would never forgive him when she found out what he was planning.

"See? Michonne thinks it's a great idea," Tara grinned as Rick forced a smile on his face, his heart already heavy with regret.

"Yeah..." Rick stepping away without another word. He couldn't be in Tara's presence after he was going to betray her in one of the worst ways.

Rick spotted Merle walking towards him, wishing the Army veteran would go away or disappear.

"Hey, Officer Friendly, we still on for today?" Merle asked in a low voice.

"Yeah, we are," Rick stared at the ground, still not believing that the words were leaving his mouth.

"Nice. Just find me some cable to bind Samurai's hands together and then I'll be outta yer way. 'Til then I'm gonna poke fun at Marine," Merle continued on his way to pester Tara. Usually, the two argued over which branch of the military was the best - the Army or the Marines. Sometimes, they shared some war stories, finding some kind of forced respect for one another.

Rick continued on his way into the prison where he found Hershel sitting with Harley by his side. Rick couldn't hold in his turmoil anymore as he told the older man what he was planning to do with Michonne.

"You can always put a stop to this. Michonne is one of us," Hershel tried to reason with Rick on the issue.

"It's done. Would you rather save your daughters or Michonne?" Rick pointedly asked as Hershel kept quiet.

"Well, whatever happens, I hope you can live with yourself. Tara won't forgive you, just remember that," Hershel warned.

"I know," Rick said as he walked away. He glanced at his watch, cursing as time continued to slip away.

Meanwhile, Tara watched while Glenn and Maggie laid out some spike strips at the gate entrance. She figured if they disabled the Governor's army vehicles, then the enemy would be forced on foot, therefore easier to capture or pick off. Tara was secretly hoping to get a couple of good kills in and one of them was going to be the Governor. She didn't care if she had to chase after him, Tara was determined to kill the man once and for all.

"Good job, guys. This should stop the Governor's men and disable them a bit," Tara reassured as she and Michonne joined their friends on the other side of the gate. Harley joined her group, growling fiercely at the walkers that were in the distance.

"I hope so," Maggie simply said. She noticed that a walker was quietly strolling her way as she pulled out her knife, putting the creature down effortlessly. Tara watched, proud that Maggie could hold her own against the walkers.

Michonne and Tara killed a few walkers that were slowly stomping their way to the front gate where Glenn and Maggie were working on their task. Even Harley was able to bring down a couple of walkers on her own, tearing at their necks. Merle was doing what he did best, annoying Tara as he stood at the gate, watching the others work.

"Hey, Chambler, you know what Marine stands for? My Ass Rides In Navy Equipment," Merle busted out laughing at his own joke.

"Oh yeah? Army stands for Ain't Really Marines Yet," Tara countered which made Glenn laugh.

"Whatever, jarhead," Merle shrugged as he glanced at the sun, knowing that time was ticking away.

"Yeah, whatever dogface," Tara replied with an Army insult to which Merle just chuckled.

"Listen, I could stay out here all day and spit out Marine insults but Rick wanted Michonne and me to clear out the corridors on the first floor...ya know the tombs? There's still some walkers in there," Merle announced as Tara glanced at him, not sure that was a good idea.

"You sure Rick said to do that?" Tara asked.

"Hey, take it up with the man in charge. I'm just followin' orders," Merle simply shrugged his shoulders, walking away.

"I'll be fine, Tara. Keep working to get the prison ready," Michonne spoke up as she followed Merle into the prison.

Michonne and Merle made some small talk as they walked into the dark corridors. Merle glanced around the darkened corners, making sure that they were alone in the tombs and there were no witnesses. Michonne strolled a few paces in front of him, talking to him about the Governor.

"Sorry, Samurai," Merle suddenly announced. Michonne stopped walking, a confused look on her face.

"Wha-" Michonne was silenced as she felt a hard hit to her head, knocking her unconscious.

Merle stood over her body, making sure that she was really out and not playing a trick. "Sorry...just followin' orders. Nothin' too personal, ninja."

He carefully dragged the unconscious body to the boiler room. Merle noticed all the blood stains on the concrete floor, but ignored it as he went to work binding Michonne's hands together.

"I really am sorry bout this but Officer Friendly's orders," Merle finished tying Michonne up, carefully picking her up.

He opened the door to the boiler room, making sure that the corridors were still empty. After hearing nothing but silence, Merle carefully raced to the back exit of the prison where he wouldn't be seen by the others in the front. Merle trotted out of the prison, quietly making it out of the back gate. He was able to dodge a few walkers that were in his way until he finally made it to the surrounding forest.

"Whew, well we're outta the woods for now," Merle snickered as he walked deeper into the forest, ready to hand Michonne over to the Governor on Rick's behalf in just a few short hours.


Tara returned to the prison after making sure the prison perimeter was secure with Daryl and Glenn. She was greeted by a very excited Harley who jumped around and licked her cheek.

"Alright, down girl!" Tara ordered the rambunctious boxer. The dog immediately listened to her owner, following Tara as she walked through the cell block, checking up on everyone.

The Marine noticed that Michonne and Merle still weren't back from clearing out the tombs. That worried her slightly since they should have returned by now. Tara decided to wait a little while longer before going to check the dark corridors herself to make sure that everything was alright.

Tara strolled into her jail cell where Maggie was reading her Stephen King book. She couldn't help but glance at the ring on Maggie's finger, a symbol of their marriage. They hadn't made a formal announcement but that didn't stop their friends from giving congratulations. Lilly couldn't believe that her little sister had finally settled down, never thinking the day would come. Meghan was beyond excited that Maggie was officially her aunt. Daryl, Glenn, and Carol had given Tara hugs in congrats and threatened to kick her ass if she ever hurt Maggie in any way.

"Hey, which book are you reading now?" Tara asked as she sat down on the bed next to Maggie. She had found quite a few books while out on a supply run with Glenn. The two had found a small abandoned library so Tara brought Maggie some books from her favorite authors.

"The Stand. It's 'bout the apocalyptic world and the whole good versus evil thing. But no walkers, people die from some flu like disease," Maggie explained as Tara laid down on the bed, closing her eyes.

"If only things were that simple," Tara joked.

Maggie chuckled as she snuggled against Tara, placing a couple of kisses on her neck. Tara felt her body tremble with excitement at the feel of Maggie's touch.

"Keep that up and we won't leave this bed," Tara chuckled as she hugged Maggie close, tickling her sides. Tara knew that her wife was super ticklish all over her body as she relentlessly kept tickling her.

"Tara! Quit!" Maggie laughed as Tara kept on.

The tickle fest continued for a few more minutes before Maggie finally managed to get Tara to stop by straddling her and holding her arms down.

"Oh! Dominating! I like it!" Tara grinned as Maggie just shook her head.

"Behave! No sex...we gotta get ready for the Governor," Maggie said as she nestled on top of Tara's warm body.

"But there's always time for cuddles, right?" Tara leaned forward, placing a passionate kiss on Maggie's lips.

"Always. You really think we'll be alright here? We'll win against the Governor?" Maggie wondered, some anxiety in her voice.

"Of course, baby. We're gonna be okay. Our families are gonna be alright. We will win. Here, you can have my good luck charm," Tara pulled off her dog tags, placing them around Maggie's neck.

"I love you," Maggie whispered, giving Tara another kiss.

"I love you, too," Tara replied, grinning that goofy smile of hers.

Their alone time was interrupted when Beth knocked on the cell door, cautiously poking her head into the room. "You guys are decent, right?"

"Yes, Bethy, we are," Maggie answered as she and Tara sat up on the bed.

"Daddy says it's time for Bible study and prayer so he sent me to fetch ya," Beth informed her older sister. Both Greene girls kept up their daily Bible reading and prayers to keep Hershel at ease.

"Alright, I'll be there in a minute," Maggie jumped off the bed, letting out a little yelp when Tara playfully smacked her ass.

"Hey! Children, behave!" Beth ordered when Maggie pulled Tara's shirt, making her stand up so she could smack her on the butt.

Maggie followed Beth out of the jail cell, sending Tara a flirty little wink. "There, we're even now."

Tara just laughed before she grabbed her weapons off the desk, holstering them on her belt. She decided to head outside to see what Glenn and Daryl were up to as Harley followed close behind.


Rick frantically ran throughout the prison looking for Merle. He had changed his mind about the whole deal when he had been out looking for the cable that the older Dixon had asked for. Rick realized that he couldn't go through with it after all, but now it seemed too late.

He ran into the cell block, interrupting the Greene family's Bible study as he pulled Hershel aside, claiming the deal was off. Rick then raced outside where he ran into Daryl, almost knocking him to the ground.

"Merle! Michonne! I can't find them! He probably took her," Rick shouted as Daryl realized what was going on.

The two continued the search but it was clear...they were too late. Merle was gone and so was Michonne. By now, the rest of the group figured out that something was wrong as they gathered around Rick, all of them wondering what was going on.

"Rick, what's wrong?" Lilly asked.

Rick glanced at all the worried faces before admitting his wrongdoings. "The Governor made me an offer. He wanted me to give up Tara or Michonne and this whole mess would go away. I wasn't about to give up Tara but Michonne was another story. I was weak...afraid..."

"What did you do?" Tara stepped forward, anger in her voice.

"I came up with a plan with Merle for him to deliver Michonne to the Governor at the feed store this afternoon. I changed my mind though. I can't go through with it, but now I can't find them. They're both gone," Rick couldn't bear the shocked looks from his friends and family as they heard about the deal and the abduction.

Rick barely had time to react before Tara punched him hard on the jaw, making him stumble backwards. He resisted the urge to fight back, knowing that he deserved this ass kicking and then some.

"You bastard! That wasn't your call!" Tara yelled as she delivered another punch. Rick didn't fight back as Tara hit him again a few more times before Daryl, Glenn and Carl forcefully pulled her away.

Rick spit out some blood as he stumbled around, tears threatening to fall. "In the end, I couldn't sacrifice one of us for the greater good because we are the greater good. I am not your Governor. We choose to go. We choose to stay. But we stick together. When I said that this wasn't a democracy that night after the farm, it can't be like that. I can't make all these decisions anymore."

Tara calmed down considerably following Rick's speech, but she still wanted to punch him a few more times. Daryl continued to hold her back, trying to calm her down. She realized that Carl was watching her every move but hadn't said anything to defend his father yet.

"Hey, quit it! We're just wastin' time standin' here and arguin' when we could be out there lookin' for Merle and Michonne. So quit," Daryl gritted as Tara finally calmed down at his words.

"You good?" Glenn questioned as Tara nodded in response.

"Tara, go with Daryl and try to stop this. Y'all can stop Merle before it's too late. Maybe we can still save Michonne," Hershel ordered his daughter-in-law. He knew that Tara needed to get out of the prison for awhile to cool down. Otherwise, she would probably kill Rick on the spot if he angered her again.

Tara nodded her head. "Alright, come on, Daryl, let's head out now. No time for supplies, just grab your weapons."

"Be careful out there," Maggie kissed Tara briefly on the lips, savoring her taste.

"I always am," Tara whispered as she kissed Maggie again.

"Come on, solider. Let's get outta here," Daryl started to break out into a fast run as he raced to the gate. Tara was about to follow him before she glanced over at Rick who was still bleeding from a few cuts on his face.

"You better hope that Michonne makes it back here alive. If she doesn't, I'm gonna kick your ass and things will never be the same between us. I will never trust you again. So you better hope, Rick," Tara threatened before she followed Daryl out the entrance.

Rick just stood there with a blank stare on his face for a few seconds before he ran to one of the guard towers. He quickly climbed up the stairs to the platform, leaning against the rail, overlooking the fields and surrounding forest. Rick watched as Tara and Daryl killed a few walkers on their way to the woods. He prayed that the two would be able to stop Merle and save Michonne from brutal torture, otherwise, he would never be able to forgive himself.


Tara and Daryl ran until they came upon the main road where they quickly found an abandoned car on the side of the street. Daryl kept a watchful eye on their surroundings as Tara quickly hot-wired the car, trying to get it to start. Finally, after a few unsuccessful tries, the engine came to life.

"We gotta get to that feed store before Merle does," Daryl jumped into the driver's seat, barely giving Tara enough time to get into the passenger side before he sped off into the direction of their destination.

"How full is the tank?" Tara asked.

"Got a quarter of a tank. That should get us at least a few miles out from the store. Then we can run the rest of the way if we haven't seen Merle or Michonne. Ya know the Governor probably has the place set up for an ambush. We could be dead men walkin'," Daryl kept his concentration on the road, dodging stalled cars and wayward walkers.

"When's that ever stopped us before?" Tara grinned as Daryl laughed.

They drove in silence for a few minutes before Daryl spoke. "Ya know that this wasn't Merle's doin', right? Rick put the idea in his head."

"I know."

"Good. Jus' makin' sure. Don't need any more reasons for ya to hate him."

"Believe me, there's plenty but I'm trying to give him a chance, but only cuz you're like a brother to me. Otherwise, I would've killed him a long time ago," Tara truthfully said, searching for any sign of Merle or Michonne.

Daryl kept quiet for the rest of the ride. As he predicted, the car ran out of gas about ten miles away from the feed store. Tara and Daryl jumped out of the now stalled vehicle, both ready to tackle the long run.

"Ya sure you can handle the run? I mean yer knee was pretty messed up," Daryl asked with concern as Tara nodded.

"I'll be fine. Let's get going, we can't afford any more wasted time," Tara took a deep breath, ready to run through the pain to get to that damn feed store.

Just as the duo was about to take off in a hurried pace, they both spotted someone jogging in the distance. Tara squinted her eyes, trying to make out the mysterious figure. She was flooded with relief when she realized that it was Michonne.

Tara grabbed Daryl's arm. "Come on! It's Michonne!"

They both ran to Michonne as fast as they could, meeting her halfway on the desolate road. Tara was relieved to see that Michonne seemed unharmed as she hugged her for a few seconds.

"Are you alright? What happened?" Tara quickly looked Michonne over, making sure there were no visible injuries.

"I'm fine, really. Merle let me go a few miles from here. He had a change of heart of sorts. Said he had some business to take care," Michonne answered.

"Shit! He's gonna try to take out the Governor on his own!" Daryl broke out into a fast run,hoping that he wouldn't be too late to help his older brother.

"Go back to the prison. Rick realized what a jackass he was so you'll be welcomed back. We're gonna go get Merle, don't send anyone after us!" Tara quickly called out a few instructions before she took off after Daryl, ignoring her knee pain as she hit the pavement running.

Michonne glanced at her retreating friends for a few seconds before continuing on her way back to the prison. She hoped that Daryl and Tara would be able to reach Merle in time since he had let her go after some soul searching.

Daryl and Tara ran as fast as they could to the feed store, not stopping once. Tara felt some relief when she saw a sign that indicated that the feed store was just a mile away now. Her injured knee was on fire at that point and she briefly wished that she had grabbed some pain killers. The duo ran until finally the feed store came into view. They stopped briefly when they realized that there were a few dead bodies scattered around. It looked like a shoot out had just taken place, the blood still fresh on the ground.

"Merle!" Daryl called as he sprinted toward the store, looking for his brother.

"Daryl, wait!" Tara tried to get Daryl to slow down but he was already inside the building.

Tara pulled out her gun, about to follow Daryl into the feed store when she heard a soft whimpering sound just a few feet away. She thought the sound was coming from a few bushes so she cautiously crept over to the noise. There on the ground was a man who was gravely injured, blood pouring from a gunshot wound on his stomach. Tara carefully approached the man, gun out in front of her.

"That bastard left me to get ripped apart by walkers. The Governor...I've been loyal for over a year and he just leaves me," the man coughed up blood, gritting his teeth in pain.

"I'm sorry," Tara wasn't sure what to do. She wondered if she should put the man out of his misery. He was one of the Governor's soldiers but not one of the guys who had held her and Maggie captive.

"You need to get back to your prison. Governor's headin' back to Woodbury to gather up his army and then he's gonna attack. Y'all got about 3-4 hours tops," the man struggled to talk in-between bloodied coughs.

"Damnit. Here, let me help you. We've got a doctor and nurse back at the prison," Tara kneeled down beside the man, observing his wound. She lifted up his shirt, wincing when she saw the gaping hole in his side.

"It's too late for me. The Governor's the one that shot me anyways...I was questionin' his leadership. Just save your people from that tyrant," the man glanced at military tattoo on Tara's arm. "Marines?"

"Yeah..."

"I was a Navy man myself, name's Jefferson. You wanna know what Marine stands for?" the man gave Tara a small smirk, his breathing becoming more shallow with each passing second.

"What's it stand for?" Tara sat down, taking Jefferson's hand, determined not to let a military man die alone.

"My Ass Rides in Navy Equipment," Jefferson let out a few labored laughs.

"Good one," Tara said as she waited for the inevitable...death. After a few minutes, Tara heard Jefferson take his last breath as he died from his injuries. She had heard that morbid sound so many times in the field, but it was still something she wasn't used to.

"Farewell, soldier," Tara whispered as she pulled out her knife, carefully plunging the blade in Jefferson's head so he wouldn't reanimate.

Tara suddenly remembered Merle, Daryl and the war that would happen in just a few hours. She quickly ran to the back of the feed store after checking inside the building and finding nothing except a couple of dead bodies. There she found Daryl kneeling in front of his dead brother's walker corpse. He was crying loudly, his shoulders shaking from the sobs.

"Shit..." Tara muttered as she rubbed Daryl's shoulder in a comforting manner.

Daryl surprised her when he stood up, giving her a forceful hug as he continued to cry. Tara wasn't too sure what to do since Daryl wasn't the type of man to cry - ever. She just kept comforting Daryl until she realized that they were pressed for time and they still had to make the trek back to the prison.

"Listen, Daryl, we need to head back. The Governor is on his way to attack the prison and we need to protect our family. Merle did good here...that crazy son of a bitch took down seven or eight of the Governor's soldiers. He did good," Tara sincerely said as Daryl nodded.

"Yeah...let's get back. The Governor...that fuckin' bastard...he's mine," Daryl wiped his tears away, ready to avenge Merle.

Tara let out a bitter laugh. "If there's anything left of the bastard after I get through with him for what he did to Maggie."

"Let's get goin," Daryl glanced at Merle one last time before he took off in a fast paced run, determined to get back to the prison. Tara glimpsed at the dead body for a few seconds before following Daryl's lead. Tara Chambler was ready for this war. She had never been more ready to fight and protect the ones she loved.


"I can fight, Dad! You need all the help you can get! I can fight!" Carl whined to his father. The young boy had just been told that he would be sent into the forest to keep an eye on the ones who couldn't fight.

"It's settled, Carl. We ain't talkin' bout this no more," Rick said in a harsh tone. Carl glared at his father before stomping his foot into the ground like a stubborn kid. Glenn glanced at the fussing boy before he continued to pack up some extra supplies. Rick and Tara agreed to pack up a couple of cars and park them in forest just in case they needed a quick getaway.

"It's your fault this is even happenin'. You should have killed the Governor at the feed store when you had the chance but you're a coward," Carl sneered at his father. Rick just ignored the comment and continued to prepare for the war that would be upon them in a couple of hours.

"Carl! Get over here, now!" Tara ordered in a stern voice.

Carl begrudgingly walked over to where Tara was loading up a couple of rifles. He was more than annoyed by everyone at the prison. "What?"

"You best not be talkin' to me in that tone, boy. You know what would have happened to me if I mouthed off to my dad like you just did? He would have given me the belt like there was no tomorrow," Tara stared Carl down until the boy finally looked away, his little tough guy facade gone.

"I'm sorry..." Carl simply said.

"I know you wanna stay and fight...that's brave of you but you have a more important job to do. You need to keep Beth, Judith, Meghan and Hershel safe. You understand?" Tara asked as she handed him a small revolver as a backup weapon.

"Yes..." Carl answered, but he still looked displeased.

"I'm counting on you," Tara held her hand out for a fist bump.

Carl just shrugged, grabbing the gun from Tara before walking away. "Yeah...whatever."

Tara rolled her eyes at the teenager's disrespect. Carl was lucky that he wasn't her kid because she would've smacked him a long time ago. Instead, Tara picked up the two rifles that she had been working on, walking to the cell she shared with Maggie.

"Here ya go, babe. You ready to handle this big gun?" Tara joked as she handed the rifle to Maggie.

"I handle your big gun, don't I?" Maggie asked in a flirty tone. She found that humor helped calm her anxious nerves, especially with this war starting soon.

"Oh yeah, you definitely do," Tara smiled that famous goofy grin of hers, the one that Maggie couldn't resist.

"You think we'll really be okay?" Maggie nervously questioned as Tara nodded.

"We'll be fine. Just as long as we stick to the plan. We'll be alright," Tara reassured, kissing Maggie softly on the lips. "Plus, you've got my lucky dog tags. Those things give you like nine lives."

"Are you sure you're alright? I mean you ran a lot of miles on that messed up knee," Maggie could tell that Tara was walking with a slight limp. The others didn't notice but she sure did.

"I'll be fine, baby. I'm just a little sore, that's all. After this is all over with, I'll take a twenty hour nap," Tara promised as Maggie gave her a cute smile.

"You're lucky you're cute," Maggie laughed as she grabbed Tara's shirt, pulling her in for a kiss.

The couple's last few moments before battle was cut short when Glenn walked into the jail cell. "Rick said its time to get situated. Carl and his group already left for the forest. They should be safe."

"Alright, let's do this," Tara gently grabbed Maggie's hand, leading her to where the rest of the group was waiting in the corridor. Tara could see that Daryl was ready to face the Governor, revenge raging in his blue eyes.

"You ready?" Rick asked. There were a few bandages on his face from the fight earlier.

"More than ready," Tara said, her tone unwavering.

She glanced at all the faces that surrounded her. Lilly, Maggie and Carol all looked nervous but determined. Daryl and Rick were both serious, ready to put an end this feud. Glenn and Michonne waited for Tara's instructions since she was in charge of this operation.

Tara took a deep breath, hoping this plan wouldn't end up killing any of their own. "Alright, guys. You all know what to do..."


"Step on the damn gas!" The Governor yelled at Caesar Martinez as the military Hummer raced to the prison.

"I'm goin' as fast as this thing will go so quit bustin' my balls," Martinez griped at his leader, closing his mouth when Phillip sent him a death glare.

The Governor had already unraveled over the past few hours. The unexpected attack by Merle had pushed him over the edge and now he was out for blood. He was focused just on Rick's group right now and he wanted to wipe them all out, kill every last person at that damn prison. Before taking off for battle, the Governor had locked Andrea up in one of his secret rooms. She had tried to escape Woodbury to warn the prison about his secret attack but was stopped. He had tied her to a torture chair and left a walker in the room with her. The Governor figured that Andrea would be dead when he got back, one other problem out of his way.

"Almost there," Martinez said as the Governor chuckled.

"Time to put an end to this mess," Phillip had a mad look in his eye that even Martinez found unsettling.

The prison finally came into view as the four Army vehicles raced past the wandering walkers, some getting smashed on the gravel payment. The Governor had instructed that the first two vehicles plow down the front gates, destroying the prison's barrier from walkers. Not only would Rick's group have to deal with the attacking army but also walkers that managed to slip inside.

The Governor watched with confusion as the two vehicles in front of him ran over something hidden on the gravel path, the tires ripping to shreds and stalling at the gate.

"Stop!" The Governor yelled at Martinez who slammed on the brakes. The other military Hummer that was following behind barely missed hitting them by inches as it made a hard stop.

The Governor jumped out of the vehicle, slamming the door shut. He glanced at the prison that was quiet and looked abandoned. Briefly he wondered if Rick's group had taken off, too scared to stand their ground.

Phillip gathered his army, instructing them on what to do. "It looks abandoned but don't be fooled. Those savages are hidin' in there, ready to attack. Be alert and remember...kill everyone. Leave no one alive. They won't show you any mercy so don't show them none."

One of the Governor's men named Allen, led the army of about thirty to the prison, all fully armed but a bit timid. Martinez and Allen opened the gate, leaving it ajar so stray walkers could enter the safe zone. The troops nervously entered the prison perimeter, waiting for flying bullets to rain on them. Instead, there was nothing but silence all around courtyards.

"Come on!" the Governor ordered as they stormed into the seemingly empty prison. They slowly walked down the quiet corridors, guns raised at every noise that was heard.

The jail cells of one block looked like it had been occupied as they walked deeper into the prison. Allen glanced nervously all around him, suddenly not so sure about this attack. He wanted to retreat but knew the consequences of defying the Governor. Phillip motioned for his troops to follow him into the dark shadows of the tombs.

Only the sounds of their footsteps on the cool concrete could be heard as they explored the prison corridors that Rick's group stayed away from. They headed down the unknown hallways, nothing but darkness surrounding them, filling them all with unease and trepidation. Suddenly, the prison alarms blasted off, the sounds piercing through the corridors, blaring so loud. The white flashing sharp lights hurt their eyes that had already adjusted to the darkness.

"What the hell?" Martinez yelled as smoke grenades were thrown their way, releasing tons of smoke that made it hard to see.

Tara glanced down the corridors where Daryl and Glenn has just thrown the smoke grenades and hid into a janitor's closet. She and Michonne were slowly leading a small herd of walkers to the now almost defenseless group. The Governor's army was practically blind as they stumbled around the hallway in a sheer panic, shouts of confusion running rampant. The loud prison sirens covered up the approaching walkers' groans, masking the noise.

"Alright, let the walkers loose," Tara yelled over the commotion as she jumped into another janitor's closet, pulling Michonne in with her.

The walkers descended upon the Governor's confused army as smoke filled their nostrils and sirens blared loudly in their ears. Some screams filled the corridor as the roamers started to attack the bewildered group. Tara cracked open the closet door, witnessing as a few walkers bit down on a couple of men, tearing at their flesh. So far, Tara's plan was working, forcing the Governor's army to retreat back outside where Maggie, Carol, Lilly and Rick were waiting to ambush the enemy with rifles.

"Fuck this shit! Let's get outta here!" Allen yelled as he started to lead his group through the corridors, away from the smoke, sirens, and walkers. He just wanted to get out of that godforsaken prison and back to the safety of Woodbury. The Governor's thirst for revenge wasn't worth Allen's or anyone's life.

"No! Keep fightin'! What are y'all doin'?!" The Governor's shouts and threats fell on deaf ears as his army ran away, retreating back outside.

The Governor's troops darted out of the prison where they were met with a hail of bullets from shooters in hidden locations. Some of them fell to the ground, brought down by the gunfire. Phillip silently cursed his weak army as he followed behind them, trying to dodge the bullets.

Maggie kept firing her rifle, putting all the training that Tara had taught her to use. She was able to bring down a couple of men with shots to the head before they were able to escape. Harley was right by Maggie's side, making sure that the enemy didn't get too close to her human. The Governor's army quickly climbed into one of the military vehicles and drove off down the gravel path. Phillip and Martinez jumped into the other unoccupied vehicle, bullets hitting the Hummer as it raced away.

Tara ran to close and secure the prison gate, firing at the Governor who was also shooting at her. They exchanged gunfire until the vehicle disappeared from view. She quickly took down the few walkers that had managed to slip into the safe zone, killing the stragglers along with Harley's help. Tara ran to regroup with her people, needing to make sure that no one was hurt.

"Tara!" Maggie immediately hugged Tara when she saw her, placing a small kiss on her lips, checking to make sure that there were no new injuries.

"You okay?" Tara questioned, looking over her wife.

"I'm fine. I promise...I had the lucky dog tags, remember?" Maggie reassured as Tara gave her another quick kiss, relieved that she was alright.

"Where's Glenn and Daryl?" Tara asked, a little panicked when she couldn't see them anywhere.

"Relax. They went to go get Carl and the others," Lilly said as Tara visibly relaxed some.

A few minutes later, Glenn and Daryl appeared with the rest of their group. Meghan immediately ran to hug her mother, Rick, Tara and Maggie. Hershel was overjoyed that his oldest daughter was safe and unharmed, giving her a big hug. Harley was excited to see all her people, jumping around excitedly and giving everyone a few licks.

"The Governor's running. We need to chase him down...end this once and for all. His army is weakened," Tara announced as Rick nodded in agreement.

"Let's get ready to chase them down. Get your guns reloaded, grab extra bullets, and let's get this handled," Rick instructed as the group began to prepare for the pursuit.

"Maggie, Lilly and Carol can stay with me to guard the prison, just in case the Governor decides to come back," Glenn suggested.

Tara nodded in agreement. "Good plan. Rick, Daryl, Michonne, and I will take care of the rest of Woodbury's army. We should be able to take them out with no trouble since they lost quite a few people already."

"Let's get goin'!" Daryl and Glenn ran to remove the spike strips from the front gate.

About thirty minutes later, both of the disabled military vehicles were out of the pathway, Tara's group ready to give chase. Tara brought out the motorcycle that she and Daryl had fixed up, starting the engine, letting it rumble as she waited for Rick, Daryl, and Michonne to pile into the truck.

"Be careful out there," Maggie kissed Tara, letting her lips linger for a few extra seconds.

"I will, babe. I'll always come home to you. Promise," Tara reassured her anxious wife, trying to calm her nerves.

Carl bounded over to the adults. "I wanna fight, too! I killed one of the Governor's soldiers while we were out in the forest! I should be allowed to fight!"

"You brought down one of the Governor's soldiers, all on your own? Way to go, buddy!" Tara held her fist up for a fist bump which Carl excitedly returned.

"The soldier was a boy who was tryin' to get away. He was surrenderin' when Carl shot him dead," Hershel immediately spoke up. He had the seen the cold hearted look in Carl's eyes before he shot the boy without a second thought. Hershel was worried about the young man's recent misbehaviors, thinking that maybe Carl was acting out because of what happened to Lori.

"The guy drew on us. I had to kill him to protect Judy, Meghan and Beth," Carl insisted as Tara and Rick both glanced at one another.

"We'll talk about this when we get back. We gotta go," Rick said in a tone that meant no arguing. He climbed into the driver's seat of the truck where Michonne and Daryl were waiting. Carl just sighed as he went to open the gate for the vehicles, a bit upset that he wasn't tagging along.

"I'll be back soon, baby," Tara smiled at Maggie before she twisted the throttle, letting the motorcycle take off down the path. Rick and the others followed behind in the truck, traveling at fast speeds to catch up to the Governor's defeated army.

Carl quickly closed and locked the entrance gate behind the vehicles. Maggie watched as Tara's motorcycle became a tiny speck in the distance, her fingers delicately grasping the dog tags that were hanging around her neck.


About twenty miles down the road, Tara spotted one of the Governor's military vehicles, abandoned on the side of the road. She was confused when she realized that there were dead bodies surrounding the Hummer and a couple of walkers toppling around in the area. Tara parked her motorcycle on the side of the road, the truck coming to a stop behind her. Rick and the others joined Tara's side as she surveyed the gruesome scene in front of her.

"This was a massacre," Tara knelt down by a couple of dead bodies that had bullet wounds in their heads.

"It's definitely the Governor's army," Rick stated as he and Michonne glanced over the dead corpses.

"Wonder what the fuck happened," Daryl wondered, shooting an arrow at an approaching walker's head.

All of a sudden, there was a loud bang on the Hummer's window as Tara and Rick immediately pulled out their guns, pointing the muzzles toward the sound in the vehicle. Tara spotted a woman with long brown hair in the Hummer, with her hands up, the dried blood on the glass made it difficult to see inside. Tara cautiously opened the door as a scared young woman stepped out of the vehicle, hands still up.

"Please don't hurt me. I don't have any weapons on me," the young woman pleaded as Tara motioned for her to put her hands down. Rick quickly holstered his weapon as the rest of his small group followed his lead.

"What happened here?" Tara interrogated as the woman started to sob.

"The Governor. We were tryin' to get away and he stopped us. We refused to fight anymore since we lost a few already. That's..." the woman started to panic a bit. "That's...when he just shot everyone. He killed everyone. The Governor murdered everyone in cold blood."

"He just shot everyone?" Daryl asked.

"Yeah. I hid under Allen's dead body. That's the only reason I'm alive right now," the woman dried her tears as Rick gave her a look of sympathy.

"What's your name?" Michonne questioned.

The woman glanced at them all before answering. "Karen."

"Do you know which direction the Governor went?" Rick hoped that the ruthless leader wasn't heading back to the prison.

"He went west I think. Away from Woodbury and the prison," Karen answered as Tara and Rick let out a small breath of relief.

"So what we do now? Go back?" Daryl glanced at Tara, looking for her leadership. Even Rick seemed to be waiting for her answer.

"No. Karen, who's left at Woodbury?" Tara glanced at the dead bodies. She figured that the Governor had left his own community behind to fend for themselves without any protection.

"There's only women, children, people who couldn't fight," Karen replied.

"Alright, we're gonna go to Woodbury. We're gonna bring back anyone who wants to comes with us. Bring back supplies, guns, stuff like that. We won't just leave them all behind. Sound good?" Tara instructed as Rick, Daryl and Michonne all agreed to the plan. Tara climbed onto the motorcycle and motioned for Karen to hop on behind her.

"Hold on tight," Tara started the chopper and waited for Karen to join her.

With the truck following, Tara headed toward Woodbury. On the way, she asked Karen if there were any guards at the community fences since they couldn't just drive up if there were. They would be met with bullets since the concept of war was still in the air. Karen explained that Tyreese and Sasha Williams were on patrol, opting to stay behind to guard the town. Tara wondered if the Williams' were the same siblings that Rick had driven away a few days ago from the prison.

About a few miles from Woodbury, Tara parked her motorcycle on the side of the road as Rick followed suit with the truck. The small group jogged the rest of the way to the town, using the nearby forest to get close without the patrol noticing. Tara could see Tyreese and Sasha keeping watch, rifles in the hands.

The others hid behind a couple of abandoned vehicles as Tara cautiously made her way closer to the gate. She was immediately spotted by Tyreese who fired a couple of bullets in her direction. Lucky for Tara, his aim wasn't that great so she wasn't hit.

"Hey! Wait! Don't shoot!" Tara slowly raised her hands in the air as the Williams' siblings held their fire.

"You came to attack us too?!" Tyreese demanded as he aimed his rifle in Tara's direction.

Tara shook her head, cautiously stepping closer. "No. The Governor attacked us but we stood our ground and drove his army away. We were on the chase and we found the rest of your army...dead. The Governor shot them all and took off."

She watched the confusion and shock on both Tyreese and Sasha's faces, unable to comprehend what they had just been told.

"How can we trust you?" Sasha demanded as she raised her weapon in Tara's direction. Tara had a feeling that this sibling had better aim, her heart rate picking up a bit.

Suddenly, Karen appeared by Tara's side. "It's true, Sasha! The Governor just killed everyone in cold blood. I would have died too if I hadn't hidden from him. This group saved me."

"You alright, Karen?" Tyreese asked as he and Sasha both lowered their rifles.

"I'm fine, but everyone else..." Karen couldn't finish her sentence.

"We wanna help you. Y'all are welcomed to come back to the prison with us. You and everyone here," Rick explained as he, Daryl, and Michonne stepped out from their hiding place.

"Andrea make it there?" Sasha questioned.

"No. Was she on her way?" Michonne suddenly got a bad feeling, almost like a horrible premonition coming true.

"About a day or so ago. Andrea was on her way back to the prison. I guess she never made it. I hope the Governor didn't get ahold of her," Tyreese said as he and Sasha climbed down the school bus that they were standing on.

"Then, she's still probably in there and I know where. Hurry, open the gate!" Tara almost demanded as the Sasha quickly opened the entrance.

Tara ran into Woodbury, heading to the warehouse where she had been kept prisoner. The rest of the group followed behind her as they raced into the building, ignoring confused glances from onlookers. Tara finally found the ominous hallway with all the interrogation rooms. She quickly ignored her own torture chamber, the floors still stained with blood. Instead, Tara raced to the end of the hall where there was a door closed. Underneath the doorway was a pool of blood coming from the door. Rick tried the doorknob but it was locked.

"You guys ready?" Tara glanced at her team as they all nodded. She fired at the doorknob, breaking the lock.

Tara slowly pushed the door open as everyone raised their weapons, unsure of what would be coming at them. Instead, there was only silence and a dead walker in view.

"Andrea!" Michonne quickly knelt down next to Andrea who was sitting against the dark corner.

"I tried to stop them..." Andrea muttered as she looked up at her former group.

"You're burning up," Michonne noticed how on fire Andrea's skin was and how much she was sweating. Sighing sadly, Andrea moved her shirt out of the way to show everyone the walker bite that was on her collarbone.

Michonne immediately started to cry. Daryl glanced at the ground, sadness in his eyes. Tara and Rick both knelt down next to Andrea, each taking one of her hands. Tyreese and Sasha stayed at the doorway, watching as everyone said their goodbyes to Andrea.

"I tried to stop the Governor. I'm so sorry. I need to do this myself. I need to shoot myself before I turn. Just know I'm sorry...I just didn't want anyone to die. I just wanted to save everyone. Carl, Judith, Maggie, and the rest...are they okay?" Andrea's breathing slowly became labored as the effects of the bite began to take over.

"They're fine. But it's not them. It's us. You will always be apart of our group. Always," Tara kept a hold of Andrea's hand as she brought out her gun, handing it to the dying woman.

"You'll always be one of us," Rick assured as Andrea gave him a small smile.

Daryl stepped forward. "I feel the same way ya did bout needin' people to survive this world. We'll take care of your Woodbury people. We promise."

Andrea couldn't contain her tears any longer as she leaned forward placing a kiss on Michonne's forehead and then on Tara's. "I love you all. I need to do this now..."

Tara, Rick and Daryl sadly glanced at Andrea one last time as they went into the hallway, closing the door behind them. Michonne couldn't tear herself away from Andrea while she was still alive, needing to be with her friend in those last seconds of life.

Glancing at the concrete floor, Tara closed her eyes when a loud gunshot rang in her ears. Andrea was gone now. Michonne stepped out of the room, handing Tara her gun back. Her eyes were sad but still determined. They all stood in that hallway for a couple of minutes, still trying to comprehend that another one of their friends was dead.

Sighing sadly, Tara knew that she needed to get the group focused again. "Come on, guys. Let's talk to the townspeople, get supplies, get people, then get the fuck outta here."

Tara made her way out of the warehouse, never wanting to see that godforsaken building ever again. The rest of the group followed her, their hearts heavy after what had just happened.

They all suddenly heard a voice. "Oh my god! Tara Chambler...is that really you?"

Tara immediately recognized the voice, almost not believing her eyes for a second as a young blonde woman ran up to her. Her hair was a little longer but it was definitely Alice. Her ex-girlfriend, Alice. The last time Tara had seen Alice was months ago before the turn. Alice had been a couple of months pregnant and Tara had been one of the possible baby "daddies". That time in Tara's life had seemed so long ago, almost a distant memory.

"Alice?!" Tara was totally unprepared as her ex hugged her tight and then pulled her in for a kiss. Tara realized what was happening as she quickly but gently pushed Alice away.

"Hey! She's married..." Daryl commented as Alice seemed surprised by the news.

"Married?" Alice asked dumbfounded.

"Yeah. I'm married to Maggie now," Tara replied.

"You're still with Maggie?" Alice wondered. She was surprised that Tara was serious with Maggie since that wasn't exactly the Tara she remembered.

"Yeah. I've been with Maggie since the beginning pretty much. We've been through a lot and I know you have to. I tried to look for you when I got back to Atlanta, but you weren't there," Tara explained. Rick decided to get started on the people and supplies round up as he motioned for the others to give Tara and Alice their privacy. Daryl glanced at Alice a bit unsure before he followed Rick and the rest of the group to the crowd that had gathered on Main Street.

"I left when everything went bad. I left with my brother but he was killed by the creatures. I found another group and we kinda wandered around until we found Woodbury. The Governor welcomed us with open arms. They had supplies and a doctor so I stayed here," Alice could tell that Tara really wanted to ask the big question.

"The baby?" Tara felt her heart race as the question left her mouth.

Alice beamed. "I had a boy and I named him Adam. He's actually with Ruth right now, taking a nap at home. Adam's a few months old and he's the best thing to ever happen to me. I don't know, Tara. I don't know if he's yours but I always thought he was. He kinda looks like you."

Tara let out a long breath as she stumbled into the wall that was behind her. She watched as Rick and Daryl started to pack up supplies into a school bus in the distance. The Woodbury people were helping so she guessed they had agreed to go back to the prison.

"You wanna meet Adam?" Alice quietly asked as Tara closed her eyes. She definitely wasn't expecting this bombshell when she headed to Woodbury. Tara wondered what Maggie would think when she found out about all this.

"Sure..." Tara was a bit unsure but if this was her kid she couldn't run away from her responsibility.

"You don't have to, Tara. We can pretend that you aren't in any way connected to Adam. You can live your life and I can live mine. I know you have Maggie and y'all probably have a kid by now too," Alice offered as Tara shook her head.

"No. There's a chance that Adam's mine so I'll step up and take care of him,. Where's the kiddo at?" Tara nervously asked. She knew her father would want her to be responsible. Adam deserved that much from her at least.

Alice led Tara to her small apartment where Adam was being watched by an older woman, Ruth, who had a welcoming smile. Ruth left after a few minutes to help the rest of Woodbury get ready for their great exodus. Tara stepped into Adam's small room, walking over to the crib that was by the window.

Tara glanced into the crib and saw a little baby boy, who was at least two or three months older than Judith, sleeping soundly. He had a full head of dark brown hair and Tara could have sworn that they had the same nose. The baby opened his eyes, looking up at her with dark brown eyes.

"That's my son?" Tara asked, a little overwhelmed with emotions.

"I think so...yeah," Alice stood next to her ex, watching as Tara picked up Adam for the first time.

"I have a son," Tara grinned as she held the baby boy close, promising to always protect him and keep him safe from all harm. She already felt a love that she had never felt before, the parent-child bond already forming between her and Adam. Tara silently promised to always show Adam love, to show him everything, to be the best she could be for him.

Alice watched, the soft spot in her heart for Tara becoming bigger. She knew Tara was married but they had a real chance to be a family now. Alice wondered if Maggie was really the real deal for Tara, but she was definitely an obstacle in her way...


Tara was thankful that she had a few minutes to clear her head on the drive from Woodbury back to the prison. Her mind was still reeling with the whole Alice and Adam thing, realizing that her life would never be the same. She wondered how Maggie would take the news. That was what Tara worried the most about since Maggie was her wife after all.

Finally, the fences of the prison came into view as Carl opened the gates. He had an unhappy look on his face as Tara parked her motorcycle, watching as the bus from Woodbury drove through the entrance.

"What's this?" Carl asked.

"They're gonna join us," Tara answered as Carl said something under his breath, clearly not agreeing with the idea.

Beth and Hershel greeted the Woodbury newcomers as they stepped off the bus while Tara ran into the prison looking for Maggie. She needed to tell Maggie the news first. She found her wife in their jail cell with Harley sitting beside her on the bed. They weren't even aware that Tara was back yet until she ran into the room. Maggie immediately greeted Tara with kisses and a big hug, not wanting to let go.

Maggie glanced up at Tara and could tell that something wasn't right. "What's wrong, Tara?"

"I have a kid," Tara blurted out.

"What?!" Maggie asked, very confused.

They both sat on the bed as Tara told Maggie about everything that happened in Woodbury. She told her about Andrea's death, running into Alice, and meeting Adam. She even told Maggie about the kiss that Alice had given to her. Maggie tried to keep her temper in check after hearing about that, not liking that another woman had kissed Tara.

"She kissed you?" Maggie couldn't help the jealousy that was in her voice.

"I stopped her," Tara could see that Maggie was visibly upset. Maggie tried her best to hold in her tears.

"I've been tryin' to get pregnant and Alice just waltzes in and gives you what I can't- a baby," Maggie sighed sadly as Tara pulled her close, placing a kiss on her head.

"Maggie, we'll have a baby. It will happen. We just gotta give it time. I wanna be in Adam's life though, are you okay with that?" Tara questioned as Maggie nodded.

"Yeah, of course, Tara. I would expect you to. I just don't trust Alice," Maggie confided as Tara leaned over to give her a reassuring kiss.

"You know you're my girl...my one and only. You're my wife now, Maggie. You don't have anything to worry about," Tara smiled that goofy grin that Maggie found so enduring.

"I know. I just don't trust Alice," Maggie whined slightly which made Tara laugh.

"Come on, babe. Let's go introduce ourselves to the newcomers. Plus, I want you to meet Adam," Tara excitedly said as they went into the corridor, followed by Harley.

The next couple of hours were spent getting the newcomers settled into the upper level of the prison, making sure that they all felt welcomed. Tara, Rick, and Michonne buried Andrea's body in the prison graveyard and the rest of the group gave their respects. Afterwards, Tara was able to take a much needed shower, which helped her tense muscles.

Maggie met Adam and had to admit that he could definitely be Tara's child. She could tell that Tara was already attached to the little boy and she loved how good Tara was with him. Although, Maggie felt sad that she never had a chance to see Tara hold their own baby, wondering what their baby would have been and looked liked. Maggie immediately tried to think about something else so she focused on how Alice seemed too into Tara.

Maggie didn't like how flirty Alice was with Tara. The blonde was always touching Tara whenever she could, laughing at all her jokes, and getting really close to her. Maggie could feel her jealousy take over each time Alice batted her eyes in Tara's direction. She knew that Alice was potentially the mother of Tara's child so she had to be civil to her but that didn't mean that she had to like her. Lilly noticed what was going on between Tara, Maggie, and Alice, wondering how long they would all be civil to one another.

Tara carefully put a sleeping Adam in a crib that Alice had claimed as her own. Alice took her time saying goodnight to Tara, telling her how happy she was that they were in each other's lives again. Maggie watched from the distance, waiting for Tara.

Finally, Tara reemerged from Alice's cell after saying her goodnights. Maggie immediately grabbed her hand, leading Tara away from everyone. Tara was confused when Maggie led her past their jail cell and out of the prison. Maggie guided Tara to the guard tower, leading her up the stairs into the private room. Maggie was determined to make sure that Tara knew who she belonged to, her jealousy winning the best of her.

"Maggie, wha-" Tara barely had time to think as Maggie roughly kissed her, biting her lip really hard, making Tara moan.

"You wanna ask questions or you wanna fuck?" Maggie demanded in a husky tone, forcing Tara onto the blankets that were on the floor, straddling her hips. Tara decided not to ask any questions since jealous Maggie was pretty fucking hot.

Maggie quickly pulled off her shirt in one swift motion, smirking whenever Tara hardened even more underneath her. She deliberately rubbed against Tara's huge erection, teasing her. Tara tried to sit up so she could take one of Maggie's nipples into her mouth, but she was forced back down as Maggie messily kissed her, sucking on her lip.

"I'm in charge here, soldier," Maggie whispered in Tara's ear before roughly biting it.

"Fuck..." Tara groaned. Maggie grabbed Tara's wrists and held them firmly down at her sides.

"No touchin'...understand?" Maggie instructed as she let go of Tara's hands. Tara simply nodded, moaning as Maggie roughly grasped her hard dick through her jeans.

Maggie's lips teasingly trailed down Tara's neck before she bit down on the sensitive flesh, her teeth sinking into Tara's skin. She needed to make sure that a mark was left behind so Alice would see the next day. Maybe then the other woman would understand that Tara was Maggie's. That no one could fuck Tara like Maggie could. Tara's body responded to Maggie's possessiveness, her cock becoming even more solid as it strained uncomfortably against her jeans.

Taking her time, Maggie slowly slid down Tara's body, pushing Tara's shirt up just enough to uncover her stomach. Maggie dragged her fingernails across the hot skin, leaving behind scratches before kissing her way down, her tongue tasting Tara's skin.

Maggie took her time unbuckling Tara's belt, making every movement slow and torturous. Finally, Maggie pushed the jeans out of her way, Tara's hard cock springing free and standing tall, ready. Maggie licked her lips, blowing some warm air onto Tara which made her squirm with anticipation.

"Maggie..." Tara was ready to beg at that point. Maggie could see just how much Tara wanted her, precum already leaking from the head.

"Shhh..." Maggie placed a quick kiss on the head which left her lips moistened and Tara groaning.

Deciding that Tara had enough teasing, Maggie gripped the base of Tara's cock, squeezing it roughly before taking the head completely into her mouth. Tara gritted her teeth, trying to keep quiet as Maggie's head bobbed up and down her long length. Tara's hands gripped the blankets underneath her as she tried desperately to resist grinding against Maggie's face, needing to go in deeper.

Maggie seemed to know what Tara wanted as she relaxed her throat, sliding the cock deeper into her mouth. Tara could barely control herself as Maggie started to deep throat her, fucking her cock with her mouth like there was no tomorrow. Maggie increased her intensity, tasting Tara, listening to her moans of pleasure.

Maggie could taste the first drops of Tara's cum as it slid down her throat. She knew Tara was close, could feel just how much Tara's hot shaft was throbbing in her mouth, could feel Tara's body tense up in trepidation. Tara was seconds away from exploding when Maggie stopped what she was doing, sucking on Tara's cock one last time, her teeth gently grazing the head.

"What the hell?" Tara panted, her balls aching in desperate need of release.

"You're not allowed to come yet," Maggie swiftly took off the rest of her clothes, straddling Tara again. She leaned down, kissing and tugging roughly on Tara's bottom lip, making it swell.

Tara moaned as Maggie rubbed her wet pussy along the head of her cock, letting it slip in just a bit. A huge rush of urgency came over Maggie as she slammed herself down on Tara's dick, impaling herself with the thickness. Maggie's slick wetness made it easy for Tara to fill her up, causing them both to moan in ecstasy.

Maggie started to ride Tara like never before, bouncing up and down on her cock fast, rough, and hard. Tara started to grind and pump her hips into Maggie, driving herself even deeper inside. Maggie slammed down onto Tara, their sweaty skin slapping together, the noise and their moans filling the room. Maggie already felt her pussy becoming sore from the roughness but she craved it, needing more.

Grabbing the fabric of Tara's shirt, Maggie pulled her up, desperately claiming her lips. She frantically clawed at Tara's shirt, pulling it off so there was nothing separating their hot skin. They continued their frenzied movements as Tara held Maggie close, thrusting roughly into her. Both finally letting out all the pent up stress and tension that had built up over the last few days.

"You're mine. No one else's. All mine," Maggie demanded as she continued to crash on Tara's hard cock.

"All yours..." Tara panted, feeling her body start to tense.

"You better promise. This huge cock is all mine. All mine," Maggie bit down on Tara's collarbone as they kept pounding into one another.

"I promise..." Tara struggled to say, her orgasm so close as she desperately held it off, waiting for Maggie to come first.

Finally, Tara could feel Maggie tremble, her pussy clenching her solid cock hard. Maggie threw her head back, screaming out Tara's name as she came all over Tara's cock, her wetness gushing all over the head. Tara could feel Maggie's hot juices drip down onto her skin as she finally let out her release, hitching her hips up one last time, driving herself so deep as she came inside of Maggie, filling her with hot cum.

They both trembled in each other's arms as they came together. Maggie's fingernails frantically scratched down Tara's back as she became lost in her own pleasure, leaving behind long red scratches that oozed a little with blood. Tara groaned at the pain as she filled Maggie up, holding her close.

The couple stilled after a few seconds, both sweaty and panting as they held onto one another. Maggie collapsed in Tara's strong arms as Tara laid back against the blankets on the floor, still grasping Maggie tight. Tara gently pulled out of Maggie's sore pussy as they both recovered from the intensity of their orgasms.

"Wanna talk? Not that I minded all that but it was kinda outta character for you," Tara asked as Maggie shook her head, resting her head on Tara's chest, listening to her heart beat.

"No...just showin' you that you're all mine," Maggie lazily replied.

"Well, I definitely learned," Tara chuckled as she closed her eyes, the long day finally catching up to her as she fell asleep, her exhausted body needing rest.

Maggie listened to Tara's even breaths, realizing just how much she loved her. She didn't think that Tara would ever leave her, but now there was a chance with Alice around. Alice did potentially have Tara's son after all. What would stop Alice and Tara from wanting to be a family?

She quickly pushed those insecure thoughts away as she nestled against Tara. Maggie knew that Tara loved her and only her, and that's all that mattered in the end. Still, Maggie decided to keep an eye on Alice since she didn't trust her at all. She thought Adam was absolutely adorable but his mother was another story. She hoped that Alice would see the marks on Tara's neck and understand that Tara had everything she needed already.

Maggie was finally able to calm her worried thoughts as she glanced at her ring, a symbol of the love that only she and Tara shared together. She fell asleep, listening to Tara's calming heartbeat, hoping that this was a new beginning not only them but for the rest of their prison group.


Season 3 is done! Now onto Season 4! :D RIP Andrea. :( The Governor has disappeared but Alice has reappeared with a kiddo. Is Adam really Tara's kid? Will they ever find out for sure? So how will that effect Tara and Maggie relationship? :| We will see that and how Team Family adjusts to the new people. All seems peaceful for now...

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