Thank you guys so much for following and favouriting this story! It means a lot to me. Well, the last chapter was fluff. In this chapter is the meeting with the Governor so I'm excited to do this. There is gonna be a pov of Emma's and then one of the characters at the prison. I'm not gonna do a pov of Rick because it is the same thing. It is half term right now so I will have enough time to write up more chapters ready. Recently I have passed my theory so I only have my driving test to go, just praying I pass first time. Also it is my last month in college so if I don't update frequently it is because I'm focusing on college. Right, enough of me rambling, let's get started! Disclaimer I don't own The Walking Dead just my ocs and plotlines.

Emma's Pov

We pull to a stop and Rick gets out of the vehicle and Daryl hops off his motorcycle.

Rick looks back to us and holds up his hand and both me and Hershel nod.

I hop in the front seat and get the AK-17 ready, and we both keep a look out. You never know about this meeting. After a couple of minutes of waiting Hershel lifts up his trousers where his stump is, revealing a handgun strapped there, he adjusts it before rolling down his pants leg. I have a handgun on me too, in it's usual holster, I have clips for the AK in my jacket inside pocket and I have spare ammo for my glock which is in my outisde jacket pocket.

At the five minute mark, Hershel starts the car up and we drive around the front. Daryl meets up with us.

"He's already in there. Sat down with Rick." Daryl tells us and I frown.

"I don't see any cars." Hershel admits and I agree with him.

"There's no one here." I mutter under my breath.

"Yeah, it don't feel right." Daryl says and I nod with him. This does not feel right at all. "Keep it runnin'." Daryl orders Hershel. I hear a car, so does Daryl. "Heads up." He tells us, banging the hood.

Me and Hershel hop out and I aim the AK at the in coming car. The car stops not to far from us and Andrea hops out, so does another two men. One with glasses and the one with short hair.

"What the hell, why is your boy already in there?" Daryl snaps at Andrea. But holding his crossbow which is aimed at the strangers.

"He's here?" She questions, confusion and shock written on her face.

"Yep." Daryl answers vaguely. Andrea and the guy without glasses share a look, she huffs before pulling open the door and walks inside the building.

After Andrea left it has been awkward. One of the guys is writing in a book, using the hood of the car to lean on while the other is keeping watch, well at us, but with a gun that I don't know what type of gun it is. Daryl has been pacing the whole time, looking at me now and again to make sure I was alright, and every time he looked I would send a reassuring nod his way or a small smile that the other guys haven't noticed, or they have but ain't commenting anything. Hershel is leaning against our car for support, holding the gun ready just in case.

My gun has the safety on, these guns are sensitive so I don't want to set it off accidentally and cause a fight for a stupid mistake.

"Maybe I should go inside." Hershel suggests to everyone of us.

"The Governor thought it best if he and Rick spoke privately." The guy in the glasses informs us.

"Who the hell are you?" Daryl squints his eyes at him.

"Milton Mamet." Milton answers.

"Great. He brought his butler." Daryl mutters and I snort in laughter. I notice the other guy smiling a little at the insult.

"I'm his advisor." Milton corrects Daryl.

"What kind of advise?" Daryl questions him. The other guy is trying not to laugh right now but he quickly covers it up, trying to not look 'weak' in front of the enemy.

"Planning, biters... uhhh, you know? I'm sorry, I don't feel like I need to explain myself to the henchman." Milton says and I tense up.

"You better watch your mouth sunshine." Daryl warns him.

"Look, if you and I are gonna be out here pointing guns at each other all day, do me a favor? Shut your mouth." The guy orders Daryl.

Daryl takes a couple of strides forward, going face to face with the man. I sling the AK on my shoulder.

"We don't need this. If it all goes south in there, we'll be at each others throats soon enough." Hershel reminds everyone.

I go between the two men and glare at the stranger before Daryl walks away, I follow him away, making sure Daryl doesn't punch the guy, even though he can keep a level head most times. Well not when we were at the Quarry but now he has more of a level head.

"It's not worth it." I mutter to him and he nods. I notice the two strangers watching us with interest and I roll my eyes.

Nosy assholes.

Jamie's Pov

We load up the guns, filling up empty clips ready in case the Governor attacks us. Except Ashley, she is on watch right now.

"Carl, come here." Glenn calls and he does what he says. He hands him a few boxes of ammo. "You stash these at the loading dock. Alright?" Carl nods and takes them. Glenn looks at Beth. "Beth, put more up on the catwalk." He orders and she grabs a few boxes before leaving. "If anyone gets pinned down, we need to make sure that they have plenty of ammo. I'll go work on the cage outside." He announces, a blowtorch, a gun and some gloves in his hands but Merle's voice stops him.

"What we should be doing is loading some of this firepower in a truck and paying a visit to the Governor. We know where he is right now." Merle says and I roll my eyes.

"Are you suggesting that we just go in and kill him?" Glenn questions him.

"That's exactly what he's saying." I mutter.

"Yeah, I am." Merle mumbles and gives me a glare. I just ignore the glare from him.

"We told Rick and Daryl that we'd stay put." Michonne points out.

"I've changed my mind, sweetheart. Being on the sideline with my brother out there ain't sitting right with me." Merle admits and I roll my eyes.

"The four of them are right in the middle of it. No idea we're coming. They could get taken hostage or killed. A thousand things could go wrong." Glenn tells Merle.

"And they will." Merle voices.

"My dad can take care of himself." Carl snaps at Merle.

"Sorry, son, but your dad's head could be on a pike real soon." Merle informs him but he just walks out.

"Don't say that to him." Maggie points out to Merle. Loading another gun up.

"It's not the right move. Not now. Can't take the risk of putting them in the crossfire." Glenn informs Merle, Merle looks like he's gonna argue but Glenn stops him. "That's my decision. It's final." He says before walking away and Merle looks at me for my opinion.

"I want to go but we can't. None of us are going there. Look I get what you're going through but Daryl, Rick, Emma and Hershel are handling it." I pause. "It's not just your brother, we're all family. But Daryl and Emma are my parents so that makes me a Dixon. So... we're gonna stay here and protect the prison." I tell Merle before I walk back in the cell block. Leaving him think over what I said.

Emma's Pov

Andrea walks out an we all look at her but she just sits down. The guy walks up to the door and pulls it closed so none of us can listen in to their discussion, leaving the two leader to discuss a solution privately. None of us are talking, making sure we are ready for the other side to start shooting at us.

Daryl huffs and I look at him. "It'll be fine." I murmur to him and he nods. He gives my hand where the ring is a reassuring squeeze before he leans on the car next to me, still holding my hand but out of sight from the rest.

I notice Andrea looking at us, well... our hands, the one that has the ring on it and she smiles slightly before looking away.

"There's no reason not to use this time we have together to explore the issues ourselves." Milton points out to everyone, drawing his attention from his journal for the first time since he got her. He closes the journal and straightens up.

"Boss said to sit tight and shut up." The other guy reminds the Milton.

"Don't you mean the Governor?" Daryl questions him and the guy looks at him, but doesn't make a move to defend the word.

"It's a good thing they're sitting down, especially after what happened. They're gonna work it out, nobody wants another battle." Milton says.

"A battle?" I ask him, smiling a little at the use of the word.

"I wouldn't exactly call it a battle." Daryl mocks the word.

"I would call it a battle and I did. I recorded it." Milton informs us, holding his book up to prove his point and I frown.

"Why?" I question him.

"For what?" Daryl asks the same time as me.

"Somebody's got to keep a record of what we'vs gone through. It'll be a part of our history." Milton explains to not only to me but to Hershel and Daryl too.

"That makes sense." Hershel mutters. You gotta give respect to Milton, I never even thought of recording shit... well in my diary at the beginning.

"I've got dozens of interviews -" Milton gets interrupted by walkers.

I unsheathe my machete and quickly follow after the guy who has a baseball bat with him and Daryl with his crossbow and Andrea follows after me with her knife. Leaving Milton and Hershel by the cars.

Daryl looks at the guy and points to them. "After you."

"No way, you first." The guy retorts, pointing his baseball bat at them.

Andrea huffs and goes to the first walker, stabbing it in the had with a war cry. A walker comes to me and I imbed my machete in it's head with a sickening crunch.

The guy kills a walker with the bat against one of the tower things, it's head smashes against it leaving a bloody mess. He turns to Daryl with a smile and Daryl just tilts his head and shrugging his shoulders. Daryl goes for the next one, firing a bolt inbetween it's eyes, he looks at the guy. Oh, so they are having a competition then.

The guy twirls his bat, showing off and I roll my eyes, he hits it with a swing. Andrea scoffs and walks away, back to Hershel and Milton. Daryl aims his crossbow and sends a bolt through it's head and lands in the one behind it in it's neck. The guy gets ready to swing at it but Daryl throws his buck knife, landing in it's skull.

The guy looks back at him impressed and Daryl nods at him. Daryl searches through the bodies when another walker comes out, it's arm banging on a tower, revealing it's presence to us. The guy gets his bat ready but I swing the machete, cutting off half of the walkers head. It falls to the floor and I look back to Daryl, he nods impressed by my kill and I give him a smirk.

Daryl digs something out and I notice cigarettes. "Look what he's got." Daryl grabs a cigqreete and puts in his mouth. He offers the box to the man.

"Nah, I prefer menthols." The guy informs us and I roll my eyes.

"Douchebag." Daryl mutters before he puts the package in his back pocket and lights his cigarette up. "You army or something?" Daryl questions him.

"Nah, I just... just hate these things." He admits, his bat dangling at his side and both me and Daryl nod in understnading.

"Yeah." Daryl mumbles.

"After what they did to my wife, kids." He informs us and I have to feel sorry for thr man.

"Sucks." Daryl says and he nods.

"Thanks." He murmurs. Daryl takes another drag. "This is a joke, right? They ain't gonna work anything out. Sure, they'll do their little dance and tomorrow, next day... they'll give the word."

"I know." Daryl admits. The guy nods at him and Daryl understands, he digs out the pack and offers it to him. The guy takes one and Daryl hands him his lighter and he lights it up quick before he hands it back.

He looks at us. "You guys married?" He questions and we stiffen up. "You don't have to answer." He covers it up, trying to ease the tension all of a sudden.

"Yeah." I inform the guy and Daryl nods, confirming the man's question. The guy nods and he looks down, finally noticing my hand with the ring there.

Ashley's Pov

Me and Jamie walk back into the common area, and we see Merle packing some guns in a bag. Carol is on watch now, she took over from me.

"What are you doing?" I question him. I'm a bit fed up of his antics, his brother is out there, Emma is out there, my dad is out there and our leader. Can't he just sit down and let them talk it out? Even though there won't be a deal that goes on the table.

"Hey, you're not going." Glenn tells him. I guess Glenn has had enough of him whining.

"I don't need permission." Merle retorts back.

"I can't let you." Glenn says.

"You can't stop me." Merle retorts back to him and I notice Michonne coming in. This is gonna escalate.

"If you're gonna live here with us, it's gonna be on our terms. If Michonne can do it, why can't you?" Maggie snaps at him, a bit fed up of him not listening already.

" 'Cause it's my brother out there, that's why. What's the matter with y'all?" Merle looks at everyone.

"My parents are out there, you're not gonna go and risk getting them all killed." Jamie points out to Merle.

"If you go... your brother could die. Same with his wife... same with Rick and my father. So you are gonna stay here where you said you'll be. Where you agreed to be." I remind him, trying to make him see some sense.

Merle ignores me and goes to walk out but Glenn steps in his way. "I'm not gonna let you put them in danger."

"Nut up already, boy. This guys cops a feel of your woman and you pussy out like this?" Merle taunts him, alright, that is a bit of a dick move, using what happened to my sister has leverage to get Glenn to move aside. "Get out of my way." Merle orders him but Glenn doesn't back down.

"No." He hisses. Not letting Merle win because he will go out there and risk their lives. We can't allow that to happen.

"Get out of my way!" Merle shouts and tries to punch him. Glenn ducks and tackles him down the stairs. Merle manages to straddle him and he lifts his knife up, trying to stab him but Maggie gets involved. She puts Merle in a choke hold.

Me and Michonne intervene and try to get Merle off of Glenn. Michonne grabs Merle's metal arm while I try to pull Merle off. A gunshot interrupts and we all look at Beth there, lowering the gun. Jamie standing next to her, a bit scared of the fight.

Glenn hits Merle's hand away.

"Let me go." Merle hisses at us. "Let me go!" We comply and back away.

I grab the bag that Merle packed and put it on the table away from him. I share a look with my sister, Glenn and Michonne. There is gonna be another issue with Merle trying to leave again and we need to be ready for it.

Emma's Pov

We return back to the building and wait by the cars, my machete now sheathed. Daryl went to get his bike and came back and the meeting is still going on. I wonder what they're discussing in there.

The door opens and I look to see the Governor walking out, and not long after Rick walks out. Ok, they didn't try to kill each other in there.

The Governor hops in his car, in the drivers seat and then Milton in the back with Martinez who is the guy.

Rick hops in the drivers seat and I hop on the back of Daryl's motorcycle. Daryl starts it up and I see Andrea looking at us before she gets in the Governor's car. Hershel hops in the passenger side before Rick starts the car.

We drive off first, the Governor looking out of his window to watch us, the car is behind us and I see the Governor drive off as well before I look forward, my arms circling Daryl's waist.

We drive back to the prison, Carol and Carl opening the gate for us.

Daryl stops and I climb off. Everyone looks at us.

"Let's get inside." Rick orders everyone and we nod.

We gather inside, all of us around Rick so he is in the middle so he can see everyone's faces. I stand next to Daryl, Jamie standing slightly in front of us. Rick grabs a gun and comes by the stairs.

"So, I met this Governor. Sat with him for quite a while." Rick informs us.

"Just the two of you?" Merle asks him.

"Yeah." Rick answers.

"Should have gone when we had the chance, bro." He mutters, going to the back of the group.

"He wants the prison. He wants us gone. Dead. He wants us dead for what we did to Woodbury. We're going to war." Rick announces before he walks off.

We all disperse, thinking over what Rick said. I guess that meeting was pointless then. Hershel walks after Rick to talk to him. Daryl nods at Merle and he returns it before he walks back to our cell.

I ruffle Jamie's hair before I follow him, Jamie behind me.

I can't believe it. We are going to war. We need to fight.

Ooh leaving it there. The next one is going to be Merle delivering Michonne to the Governor. I wonder if Rick will tell Emma as well, I guess we'll have to find out in the next one. But thank you guys for reading this chapter and I hope you liked it. Please review! I would like to know what you think.