"How do ya think they're doin'?" Ania asked.

She'd been awake for a while, listening to Sophia reading from one of her books. Merle had been really quiet since she'd woken up when he'd come back up into the tower. While she wasn't coughing much because she wasn't moving much, her lungs were heavy and in pain. The less she did, the less she coughed, something both Merle and Sophia had noticed, not letting her do more than sit up or go to the restroom. Merle had told her that her eyes were rimmed red and she was ashen as all hell. She couldn't breathe through her nose anymore, and every time she took a breath, she could feel her lungs fighting it. It was all she could do to put on a brave face and not break down crying in fear. Ani wished Daryl would hurry back, not for the meds, but just because she wanted to see him again, just if.

"I don't know, Ani. Not worryin' about the others right now," Merle told her honestly, knowing she was.

"Why ya still up here?" she asked Sophia before coughing.

"Got nothin' better to do," the girl answered.

"So, instead a takin' watch, ya up here waitin' on me and Merle?" Ani asked once the coughing subsided.

"Maggie's on watch and Carl's talkin' to Rick."

"Again, ya could be doin' anythin' else for the prison, and ya up 'ere with me?"

"What do you want me to do?" Sophia asked, catching the hint that she wanted to be alone with Merle for a minute.

"Go check on the people," Ani told her. "Make sure they're takin' the tonic and drinkin' the tea. Then see if Mags needs help on the fence. Can' be easy jus' bein' her. Jus', check on 'em for me, please?"

"I can do that," Sophia said before leaving the tower.

"Now, what's got ya panties in a twist and got it ta where the chattabox that is Merle fuckin' Dixon is quieta than crickets 'fore a storm?" Ani asked Merle.

"Nothin' girly," he answerd, not wanting to talk about it.

"It's somethin'."

"When you're feelin' better, Ani. Not now."

"Merle, I might not have a lata," Ani pleaded. "Jus', tell me somethin' ta distract from what's comin'."

"Ain't nothin' comin' but Daryl with those medicines. Stop talkin' like that," Merle told her angrily.

"Merle," she said, pausing to catch her breath and gather her thoughts. "Daryl ain' back yet. It's, it's gettin' harda ta take a propa breath. Ya gonna have ta leave the towa. Ya gotta. I don' want ya riskin' it, and I know ya can' end it. So afta Phia gets back, ya go. Ya go and ya stay gone 'til they get back, and ya don' hesitate ta leave me here if ya have ta."

"Don't ask me to do that, Ani," Merle said. "I can't leave you here by yourself."

"Damn it, Merle!" she shouted, causing her to go into a coughing fit; this time the blood was definitely not from a scratch. Both Ani and Merle looked at it in horror before Ani just looked at him with pleading eyes, "Ya can' stay."

Merle just looked at her, understanding what she was saying, but angry nonetheless, "I ain't goin' nowhere 'til Daryl gets back, and that's that! He's gonna get back and you're gonna pull through this!"

He didn't wait for her to answer, storming out onto the balcony as she slumped back in the bed in another coughing fit. He sparked a cigarette as he heard the coughing die down, watching the prison with a guarded face. Praying had never been his thing, but he hoped and prayed to whatever god was out there, she'd make it through. She'd put up a fight thus far, she just had to wait a little while longer.

~x~

Sophia ran across the field and into the prison. She had to talk to Hershel and make sure everyone was alright. Carl had been helping Maggie a lot, but Sophia hadn't been willing to leave the tower unless she went hunting, and she'd already done that this morning before the walkers got too riled up. While it hadn't been much, she'd gotten the rabbit they'd shared with Ani along with a few squirrels and a second rabbit for the kids.

She was worried about Ani. While she wasn't doing horribly, she was obviously having a hard time fighting off this illness. Sophia was worried that if Daryl didn't get back soon, Ani was going to get far worse. She was also angry at her mom for not checking in on her or Ani since they'd been put in quarantine. It wasn't as bad as it had been at the farm, though, because she didn't need her mom anymore. Sophia had Carl and Merle and Ani, and by extension Daryl. It hurt watching her run around with the other little girls and care for them, but after talking to Ani, Sophia somewhat understood. She'd changed into something her mom didn't recognize anymore and her mom found solace in the little girls who were more like what she was supposed to be.

Sophia couldn't be like those other girls, though. That just wasn't who she was ever since she'd gotten a taste of the woods back in the quarry. Learning how to track and to defend herself, that had been eye-opening to her. She'd spent her whole life learning to be afraid, learning to cower, to hide, to be silent and unseen. And then Ani came along and showed her that what her mother had taught her was not how you protected yourself like she'd thought; it was hiding. Her mother had her hide and make herself small rather than stand up for herself, and considering her dad had always beaten her mom when she'd stood up for them, she'd learned the lesson pretty quickly.

Her mom had been raped, thrown down stairs, beaten, left to starve a couple times, and always went back to the man, not because she was weak, but because she was afraid of what would happen if she left and he chased them. At least, that was according to Ani; Sophia couldn't see it because she'd been getting angry at herself for being so weak and not protecting her mom even before the end of the world. She had dreamed of being able to take her mom away from that horrible situation, but in the end, she'd had to endure her own kind of hell when her father had started holding onto her in ways that made her uncomfortable. He'd even woken her up climbing in her bed one night, making her scream and earning a backhand to the face. That was the first and only time her mom had ever run, and it only lasted a day and a half before they were back home.

Sophia had all but given up hope until the world ended. Her dad hadn't been able to do as much with so many eyes in close quarters. And then when Ani started showing her how to break holds, break fingers if she had to, something ignited in her. The innocence she held onto hardened, the weakness and fear faded away. After the highway, when the fear had gotten the better of her and almost killed her, when Ani found her in the woods, she swore she was never going to live in fear again. She'd done her damnedest to keep to that promise, too. Even when she'd gotten hurt falling when she took down a walker before crawling into a cell when they'd been playing in the tombs, she wasn't scared. And now? She couldn't even be angry with herself because the woman she considered her sister and best friend was laying on death's door.

Heading into the viewing room, she heard Rick and Hershel talking. She quieted her steps and continued forward cautiously, making sure she couldn't be heard or seen by the men. Forcing herself not to give into the fear and panic that set in when she learned that three people had died, Sophia stood and listened to the men talking. They talked about how the people were fine the day before, but they died just like that and they couldn't even bury them. They had to burn the bodies to keep the infection from continuing on. Rick mentioned how he was going to have to start leading again, that Ani couldn't do it on her own. Some choices, they were going to weigh her down more than she could handle. Hershel said he'd got lucky being able to catch a break, that they all got lucky for the time they'd been given.

"You think this is all a test?" Rick asked.

"Life was always a test," Hershel answered him.

After a few moments pause, she heard Rick say, "I need to talk to you about Carol."

"What about her?"

Another brief pause ensued before Rick told him, "She killed Karen and David."

"What?"

"Said it was for the good of the group. That she was trying to stop it from spreading. She would've killed Ani, too. Said she would've thanked her for doin' it," he said, making Sophia's breath catch after already having felt like she'd been punched in the gut. "I couldn't...I couldn't have her here. I sent her away. She's got food, supplies, a car. She'll be fine."

"But what about her girls? Sophia, Ani? Lizzie and Mika?"

"You know, that's the worst thing?" Rick said before scoffing. "She doesn't even consider Sophia and Ani her girls anymore. Said they don't need her; Lizzie and Mika do. I don't know what changed. Maybe it's how Sophia's always with the Dixons or Carl, maybe it's something else. She had no remorse, no guilt when she said they didn't need her. None when she said she'd kill Ani. Told me I didn't have to like what she did, just had to accept it."

"I can't believe she would," Hershel started, but he caught sight of Sophia as she tried to leave. "Oh child."

Rick turned around and saw Sophia standing there, "Sophia, hey, I'm sorry. I was going to tell you next."

"She would've killed Ani? She said that?" Sophia cried.

"Listen, I know she was your mom, but she killed two people, and yes, she would've killed Ani too. I had to send her away. You understand that, don't you?"

"She said I wasn't her girl," she said in a broken voice.

"She said you were more Ani and Merle's girl than hers, that you are equal more than anything else," Rick agreed.

"But Lizzie and Mika are," Sophia said with a scoff, furiously wiping her eyes. "Fine. Good riddance."

"You don't mean that," Hershel said, but Sophia just turned on her heel and stomped off.

Sure, they'd grown apart. Sure, her mom paid more attention to Lizzie and Mika. But she'd still been her daughter. She'd been the one who got to call her mom. What did she call her if she saw her again? She wasn't her girl, wasn't her daughter. Sophia was completely lost in thought and misery when she roughly bumped into someone.

"Phia?" Carl asked.

Sophia broke down completely at the sight of her friend, "She's gone!"

"Ani?!"

"No, mom- Carol."

"What? What happened?"

"Your dad kicked her out," Sophia sobbed. "She killed Karen and David and would have killed Ani too. She...she...I'm not her girl. She told Rick I'm not her girl."

Sophia crumpled to the floor and sat with her back against the wall, her legs pressed up into her chest, knees hiding her teary eyes. Carl didn't know what to do, so he just sat down next to her, shoulder to shoulder until she quieted down. They stayed like that for a while before Carl told her to come on. He pulled her to her feet and together they walked out to Ani's tower. Passing by Rick, Carl told him the truth, that they were going to check on Ani. Rick just nodded his head and put his hand on Sophia's shoulder, giving it a squeeze.

"You know you've still got family, right?" he asked her.

"I know. I got Pops. I got Ani. I got Carl and you and Daryl and Michonne. I'll be fine," she told him, putting on a brave face even as the tears threatened to start anew.

"Yeah, you will be," Rick agreed before releasing her shoulder with a couple pats. "Go on, see if your sister needs anythin'."

Sophia perked up at the thought of seeing Ani, a little of the sadness dissipating at the thought of Ani being recognized as her sister. She had to tell Pops and Ani about Carol, if they didn't already know. Ani had been around during the incident with Karen and David and she was super smart and so was Pops when he wanted to be. Sometimes, he was just as smart as Ani, especially when it came to weapons and tactics. He was smarter when it came to hunting, teaching Sophia a few different tricks that Ani hadn't. When she'd told them to Ani, the woman had been impressed and said she'd never thought of that.

They made their way back to the tower slowly, neither speaking as they walked. When they got to the top, Ani was asleep again, Merle out on the balcony smoking a cigarette. One look at Sophia and he put it out and wrapped her in a hug.

"Didn't wanna believe it, girly," he told her. "I'm sorry."

Sophia returned the hug, burying her face in Merle's chest as she cried, causing him to make a face at Carl, "She wanted to take Lizzie and Mika with her. She didn't even care about me!"

"Hush now, girl. That ain't true. Just like what Ani said, you've grown too big for your mama's britches, that's all. Good thing you ain't too big for mine or Ani's. We've got you. I ain't your Pops for nothin', you know?" he told her. "You just stick by us, Phia, and you'll be alright."

"Thanks Pops," she said, still sniffling, but wiping her tears. "She would've killed Ani if she'd've been down there. Told Rick she would've. Said Ani would've thanked her for it."

"Maybe," Merle thought, "maybe your mama would a died instead. Even sick, I doubt Ani wouldn't fight back."

"I'm glad she wasn't down there," Sophia said, looking at the woman sleeping in the room. "Can we not tell her?"

"I think that'd be for the best for now," Merle agreed. "Let her recover, then we'll talk about it."

"I don't want her to know."

"She already suspected it, you know," Merle pushed. "Might as well tell her the truth. No point in hidin' it when ya know she'll just sniff it out."

"Yeah, I guess," pouted Sophia.

A gunshot rang out from the prison then, causing the three on the balcony to turn their heads. They watched as Maggie ran towards the prison and Rick turned towards the tower. Carl called down to him asking if everything was okay, only for Rick to say that he could use some help with the fence. All three left the tower to help, Merle deciding to give Ani space as she was in a dark place in her head. All he could do was leave because if he stayed, he would do or say something he regretted later out of anger. They spent the evening fixing the fence, Rick and Carl working on putting up supports while Merle and Sophia were killing walkers through the fence to try and lessen the strain. For the most part, they worked silently, only talking when they needed to give directions or ask questions. They were all listening for more gunshots, Merle watching the tower often, seeing Ani come out once to check on them before she sat down watching the road.

"Think they're okay?" Carl asked as night fell around them. They still hadn't fully been able to fix the fence.

"If things were going bad, we would have heard more shots," Rick reasoned. "Maggie would have gotten us. We have to do this."

"Let's do it," Carl said as he moved to help Rick lift a log.

"If you need help, I can do it," Merle suggested.

"I got it," Carl told him defensively, making the man smirk.

The fence started rattling badly, causing them all to look over. One of the supporting logs broke, the fence giving way behind a horde of walkers. Merle and Rick jumped into action, pushing the fence back, but it was no use as more of the logs broke, the fences going down. They could hear Ani yelling at them to run, Merle and Rick body checking the walkers that had gotten between them and the children. Walkers behind them began to fall as Ani had grabbed Merle's rifle from the tower and began defending the men. Rick tripped and fell, both Carl and Merle grabbing him up, Merle all but shoving the man into the other guard tower before moving through it and slamming the door shut behind them. They could no longer hear any gunfire from Ani, hoping she was still safe in the tower and that she was okay.

"Dad, what do we do?" Carl asked Rick.

"Maybe I could back the bus up against the fence," Rick suggested.

"Will it hold?"

"That is an excellent question," Merle said as Rick just looked at Carl. "Got a better idea."

He took off towards one of their weapons caches, pulling out a high powered automatic rifle, turning and giving it to Sophia before pulling out another. Rick pulled one out as well, handing it to Carl as he grabbed one for themselves. The men explained how to load the magazines while the four filled their pockets with spare ammo. As they geared up to mow down the walker horde, both men stopped the children.

"You shoot or you run," Rick told them.

"Don't let 'em get close, got it?"

The kids nodded and got into position between the adults, side by side, as the fence went down. Together, the four of them began rapid firing, bringing down walker after walker. It seemed to never end, backing up and changing out magazines as the walkers got close. Carl killed a walker that almost got too close to Rick before moving forward with Sophia, Merle and Rick sharing a look of slight pride and awe. As a team, they managed to suppress the horde, bringing every walker down. Combing through, they made sure that the walkers were going to stay down, killing a few they'd missed with bullets but gunned down nonetheless. It seemed to take forever, but at last, every walker was dead. Carl looked up and saw a car approaching.

"Dad, Phia, everything's gonna be okay," he told them before running to open the fence.

As soon as the car rolled up, Tyreese asked about Sasha, running into the prison as Daryl didn't even bother stopping to check on things. He immediately went to the tower, leaving Bob and Michonne to help with everything. Bob had told him he'd be there soon, and that was all he needed to know before he took off. He found Ani coughing and wheezing on the balcony, wrapped tightly in a blanket, laying sideways on the balcony. There was a rifle beside her and dead walkers in what was once the dog-run, a clear statement of the fact that she had exerted herself until she'd gotten into this state.

"Ania," he called out as he approached, wrapping her up in his arms, forcing her into a sitting position as he pounded her back to help clear her airways. "You're gonna be okay, baby girl. Told you I'd be back."

"D," was all she said as she laid her head against his chest, just listening to his heartbeat before passing out.

It was maybe an hour later that Bob came out to the tower with an IV and the antibiotics. Daryl made it a point to double check that it wasn't in the penicillin family before he let Bob give her the medicine, but when she finally had it, it only took a few hours for her fever to break. Bob said that it was probably due to the fact that she'd had it the longest. Most likely, she'd gotten it from Patrick, but her tonic had kept it from getting bad until she was further exposed the man mused. Glenn was intubated at the moment, but would be able to breath on his own again soon enough. Sasha was by far fairing the best of those on the council who were sick; Ani's tonic and Hershel's tea had worked amazingly well for her in tandem and had probably been what kept Ani from needing intubation as well. Several of the others were responding well to the antibiotics as well and it seemed as if the prison was in the clear.

Daryl spent the rest of the night in the tower with Ani, just holding her and telling her about what happened on the run when they woke up in the morning. Although her lungs felt heavy, they weren't rasping with every breath and she was ready to get out of the tower and back to her people. She went with Daryl and Tyreese as they worked to fix the downed fences, though at their insistence she was put on the tailgate of the truck and told to stay there. Daryl had put his poncho back on her, telling her she needed to keep warm. By mid morning, they were done with their task and piled back into the pickup truck. Pulling back up into the prison, they saw Hershel walking around. Through him, they learned that Glenn had not only made it through the night, but was breathing on his own and conscious.

"He's a tough son of a bitch," Daryl told the older gentleman.

"He is."

"You're a tough son of a bitch."

"Yes I am," Hershel said proudly. "Let me get a look at ya, Ani. Haven't made my way out to the tower since this all started."

"Ya were busy where ya were needed," she told him, but walked over to him nonetheless.

After a few moments, he said, "Fever's gone and it sounds like your lungs aren't as labored as they should have been if you were coughing blood. Take it easy for a couple days and you'll be fine."

"I'll do me best. Where's Carol? Phia and I've been worryin' 'bout 'er."

"Yeah, how's Carol doin'? She up in A block with Lizzy?"

"No, talk to Rick about her," he told them, earning matching quizzical looks. "She's okay, just talk to Rick about her."

He turned to walk away as they watched him, both giving each other a look before turning to look out at the field Rick was in. Ani didn't like the feeling she had in her gut and she hadn't been able to talk to Merle the night before as the man had stayed away from the tower after Daryl had gotten back. She hadn't seen Sophia either. Looking at Daryl, she wondered if she should tell him what she and Merle suspected out of Carol. There was a chance she was just letting her mind run wild and Merle saw her going to check on the sick people, not kill them. She was well aware that that thinking was quite possibly denial, but until she knew for sure, she was giving her ma the benefit of the doubt.

"What do ya think could a happened?" Ani asked Daryl, turning her head to clear her throat, her breathing still a little heavy, but otherwise doing well.

"Dunno. Haven't seen Merle or Phia 'round either."

"I don' like this, D. Somethin's wrong."

"Yeah, I know," he told her before reaching his arm out and grabbing her. "'Mere. Everythin's gonna be okay. We'll talk to Rick and figure it out. Don't you worry. Just focus on gettin' better."

"Already feelin' betta. Didn' know injectin' antibiotics works so well. Not fully good, but betta."

"You look better. Don't look like shit no more."

"Gee, thanks. Have ya seen yaself sometimes? Do ya eva showa or do ya jus' rinse off in the streams, huh?" she teased him.

"I'm gonna get you back for that," he laughed before kissing her lightly. "C'mon, let's go talk to Rick."

"Nah, I wanna go back ta the cell. Get a change a clothes. Get me featha and bead back in me hair. Rick'll find us when 'e's ready. If Hershel says we gotta talk ta him, he already knows what's up. Means Rick knows 'e needs ta talk ta us. I don' wanna push 'im, and honestly, I'm not sure I wanna know what's up yet."

"You know somethin' I don't?"

"Not for sure, and I don' wanna know for sure," she told him. "So I don' wanna think 'bout it 'til Rick comes and tell us where the fuck me ma is."

"Alright," he said, taking her hand and leading her back into the cell block.

Sasha was in the cells, smiling at seeing the woman for the first time in a few days. "You look like shit," Sasha said.

"Might as well be lookin' in a mirror," Ani joked back.

"Your tonic helped save a lot of lives."

"Nah, it helped prolong 'em. D and Ty did all the work ta save lives. Without the meds, we wouldn' a been so lucky. I wouldn', Glenn. Ya mighta been okay, though. Ya were one a the ones that was havin' the least problems I hear."

"Yeah, Glenn's still in A, but he was doing better when we left. It's nice to get out of there. A few of the others are back in D block cleaning," she informed them. "Gonna go outside and see the sun soon. I can't wait."

"It does feel nice ta be outta that towa," Ani agreed.

After a few more words between the two women, Daryl pulled Ania up to their cell and sat her down on the bed. She lay back, commenting on how much more comfortable this one was, and how it smelled like them and she missed the smell. He just gave her a weird look asking if she was a dog or something. She simply stated that she'd spent the last couple of days not even able to get so much as a sniffle out of her nose; of course she could smell everything now that her nose was clear. Pulling him down next to her, she rolled over and kissed his cheek, leaning into his shoulder.

"Thank ya for comin' back," she said for the umpteenth time.

"Stop sayin' that like you thought I wasn't," he growled at her.

"I knew ya were," she defended. "I jus'...for a bit...I told Merle ta leave me. Let what was goin' ta happen happen. Only did 'cause the fences needed tended. Glad 'e left. They needed 'im last night."

"Yeah, glad you were in the tower. Would've survived. Would've been safe," Daryl admitted.

"I know what ya mean, but I was so scared, and then I started coughin' and couldn' breathe and next thing I know, ya bangin' on me back like I was a damn drum," she laughed.

"Daryl? Ani?" Rick called out. "You guys got a minute."

They left the cell, Daryl bringing Ania to lean against his chest as he leaned back against the wall. As Rick started talking, though, they both separated, Ani pacing while Daryl leaned heavily against the railing. Ani started coughing as the tears came as she listened, Daryl angrily shoving off the rail to come to rub her back and try to help her catch her breath again. Neither of them wanted to believe what Rick told them, but Ani knew it was true, at least up until the part where he told them what she'd said about the four girls. That was the reason Merle and Sophia had made themselves scarce after being up her ass for two days straight. She was back to not having a mother-figure and Sophia had fully lost her mom. Daryl started pacing before he exploded on Rick.

"You couldn't a waited 'til we got back? 'Til Ania was better?" he growled out.

"Until Tyreese got back?" Rick questioned back.

"I could've handled that," Daryl said quietly as he paced.

"And what would you have done if Ani had been down there too? She killed two of our own. She would have killed Ani. She couldn't be here. She's gonna be alright. She has a car, supplies, weapons. She's...she's a survivor," Rick told them, though Ani could see the doubt on his face.

"Stop sayin' that like you don't believe it," Daryl snarled at him.

"He don'," Ani said. "Ya want ta, but ya don'."

He looked down to the ground, not wanting to admit their accusations, "She did it. She said it was for us. Said Ani would have thanked her for killing her if she'd've been down there. That's how it was in her head. She wasn't sorry."

"Man, that's her, but that ain't her," Daryl defended, getting in Rick's face and staring him down before walking away.

"Does Phia know?" Ani asked quietly.

"She knows everything."

"What are we supposed to do about those little girls?" Daryl asked, coming up to Ani and pulling her into his chest, holding her as she tried to get control of her emotions.

With a heavy sigh, Rick said, "I told her we'd look after them. I haven't told Tyreese yet. I don't know how he's going to take it," he said after a moment.

Daryl squeezed Ania for a moment longer before turning on Rick and walking past him, pulling her with him while telling Rick, "Let's go find out."

The trio walked down into the tombs, Ania relying heavily on Daryl to catch her every time she stumbled, not quite having the strength in her legs to handle the walk. Rick commented about how she should have stayed in the cell block, only to be told to shut up by both simultaneously. She needed to know how this was going to play out and whether or not Rick's decision was really the best choice. No, she wouldn't have thanked Carol for killing her and she couldn't help but admit that it was worrying she had no remorse, but then again, Ani herself had killed plenty of times with lesser motives than keeping the people she cared for safe. She couldn't say she felt remorseful about those deaths, either, especially when it came to Chrystal. They headed down to where Karen and David had been treated, Daryl pushing Rick to speak.

"Tyreese, you down here?" he called.

"Rick, that you?" came the reply. They walked down the corridor, Tyreese coming up to meet them, "You gotta see this."

"Can we take a beat?" Rick asked lowly. "There's something we need to talk about."

"It can wait," Tyreese insisted. "Come on." He lead them down the corridor and into one of the cells, "Look."

The men all pointed their flashlights at the wall Tyreese held his to, Daryl asking, "The hell?" as he, Ania, and Rick stepped up to the subject of interest.

Against the wall, a rat had been cut open and pinned to a piece of wood, as if it was some kind of experiment or trophy. Daryl and Ani knelt next to it, Daryl shining the light on it closer. The skin was dried out and all the blood had been drain and dried, none of it on the board itself, suggesting that the animal had been killed and bled elsewhere before being opened up and pinned. All its organs were still intact, but it was split open from the bottom of its jaw all the way to its hips, the skin peeled back as if someone had been studying it.

"I was just looking for...answers...and I found this. Same person that killed Karen and David did this. Remember the rats at the fence? They showed up the same day she was killed. We got a psychopath livin' with us," Tyreese said emotionally.

"Tyreese," Rick started, only for the man to cut him off.

"We gotta find 'em, Rick. And I'm not gonna sleep until we do."

"It ain' the same person," Ani cut it. "We got a psychopath, definitely, but it ain' the one who killed Karen and David. This person, they wouldn' a burned 'em. They were feedin' the walkas at the fence. This person, they'd let 'em turn and keep 'em as pets."

"Tyreese, she's right."

"Then who killed Karen?"

Rick was about to answer when a loud explosion literally shook the foundation of the prison, causing dust and rubble to fall around them. Daryl was the first into action, grabbing Ania and pulling her close to him as he shouted at the others. He ran with Ania out into the courtyard, the others running out as well. What they saw when they got to the fence line had Ani cursing. A fucking tank sat pretty in the field outside their prison, guard tower two completely obliterated. Six vehicles consisting of Jeeps and trucks surrounded the damn thing, and who but the Governor was standing on top of it. She wanted to jump through the fence and throttle the man.

"Rick! Titania! One of you, come down here! We need to talk!"