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Sorry if you find any grammar mistakes. I'm still learning English because it's not my first language.

Darth krayt1: I have to agree with you about TV show Alexandria. Good thing Rick's group was brought in when they were otherwise Alexandria I doubt Alexandria would last for long. They'd get slaughtered by either the Wolves or the Saviors.

mcgman651: You'll have to wait and see. All I can say about the introduction of the Saviors without spoiling anything to you is that I'm looking forward to write the last few episodes of season 6. To answer your question. Even though, I hate what happened with Carl in the show as much as everyone else did (one of the reasons why I hate season 8), I intend to stick with what the TV show gave us.

ThEndymam: I already choose the characters who will be killed by Alpha. You'll have to wait and see if your predictions are correct. I'm not planning Mike's other personalities to be their own characters, because I already have everything planned out for him.

Brendan: A small change to the show :)

Guest: I'm glad you're liking the story. I love the list that you made :)


Gabriel walked into the garage which was made into a small church where he could do his job of a priest and where the residents of Alexandria could come and pray whenever they wanted. He stopped in the entrance to the church, looking around the small church. The church consisted of several chairs which were standing in front of the table on which lay an open Bible. There was no one here except for him right now.

He pushed himself into a walk after a moment of standing in one place, walking further into the church and made his way to the table. He stopped in front of it and looked lookng down at the slightly torn out page from the Bible. His attention was brought away from it a second later because it was when something else caught his attention. He noticed a basket of fresh stawberries laying on the table in the corner of the church.

A card with something written on it was standing in front of the basket. He walked closer to the card and narrowed his eyes to get a better at it, allowing himself to read what was written on it a few times.

Father

We are blessed to have you!

Please enjoy.

Rosemary

The view of this card and the words of appreciation from Rosemary made Gabriel think of the time when he locked the people outside his church and left them for death. He slowly turned away from the card, the memories of this one time making him uncomfortable. He made his way back to to the Bible and looked down at it. He stared at it for a few seconds before starting to rip out the pages from it.


Duncan smiled to himself as he sat down on the seat of his new motorcycle, admiring his new vehicle. He certainly missed how it felt like to own a motorcycle because of how long had it been since he got an opportunity to feel this feeling. The last time when he felt it was back at the prison before the Governor and Jose attacked. He will have to thank Aaron and Eric again for letting him keep this bike for himself.

Right now, he, Daryl, Aaron and Brick were in front of the front gate of Alexandria, getting ready to head out. He and Daryl were heading out on their new motorcycles and Brick and Aaron were heading out in a car. He just finished checking if he had everything he needed for this trip and waiting for either Brick or Aaron to give him and Daryl a signal to move out.

"Getting ready to leave?" A familiar female voice sounded behind him.

Duncan turned towards the source of the voice and saw Sanders walking towards him. He nodded his head at her as she approached him, "Yeah. I don't know if you've been told about this but from now on I and Daryl will be helping Aaron and Brick with recruiting people into this place."

"I know. I've been told about this recently." Sanders answered and gestured towards Duncan's new motorcycle, "Looks like you got yourself a bike out of this new job."

"Aaron and Eric had two of those in their garage." Duncan answered, "It would be a shame they just stood there gathering dust."

Sanders nodded her head and asked, "Where were you during the party? I couldn't find you anywhere."

"I was with Daryl." Duncan replied, "He didn't want to go to the party so I kept him company. Why are you asking?"

"I was just curious." Sanders shrugged, "Zoey, Cameron and B were looking for you at the party and I thought I would ask you and let them know where you were."

"I see." Duncan nodded in understanding, "Speaking of the party, did I miss anything?"

"Not really." Sanders replied, "It was just a normal party."

"So I haven't lost much, then." Duncan stated.

"Yeah." Sanders nodded in confirmation, "You didn't. Except maybe for a duel between Geoff and that friend of his where they checked who could drink more. Poor Bridgette had to drag drunk Geoff all the way back to the house."

"I know." Duncan nodded, "I saw how drunk he was when Bridgette brought him into the house."

"Alright, soldiers!" Brick called out for Daryl and Duncan as Duncan and Sanders brought their attention towards him, "Time to move out!"

Duncan shifted his attention back to Sanders, "You heard him."

"Yeah. " Sanders nodded, "Watch out for yourself out there."

Duncan gave her an assuring nod as he started up his motorcycle, "I will."

The gate was opened by Leshawna a few seconds later and Brick and Aaron started up their vehicle and drove right through it in their car, Duncan and Daryl following them on their new motorcycles.


Dylan was sitting on the on bench in a small gazebo, waiting for a few people from Alexandria to come here so he could have a talk with them about one matter. He didn't have to wait long. The people he was waiting for arrived at their meeting spot a moment. Reg, Cameron and B entered the gazebo, the former holding two cups filled with oatmeal in his hands.

"Sorry we're late. The power's out again." Cameron apologized for arriving at bit late as he took his seat on the bench in front of Dylan, B taking his seat next to him.

Reg took his seat next to Dylan and handed him a cup of oatmeal, "How is it that you called this extremely early morning meeting, yet I'm the one bringing breakfast?"

"'Cause you're a good guy." Dylan pointed out after taking the cup from Reg.

"The evidence seems to go in that direction." Reg stated, "What's up?"

"Can the three of us start meeting in the mornings?" Dylan asked.

"So I can bring you steel-cut oatmeal and ask you why we're meeting?" Reg asked.

"So you can teach me how to build things." Dylan replied, "B and Cameron told me they helped you build the walls at the party after Sanders introduced me to them and Zoey."

"You want to be an architect?" Reg asked him another question.

"I want to make sure those walls stay up." Dylan explained.

"Do you think they could fall?" Reg asked.

"I think they could get knocked in." Dylan answered, "Could be years from now, could be when the three of us will be your age."

Reg chuckled, "I'll still be around when the three of you will be my age."

"Well, it wouldn't hurt if I knew some of what you knew." Dylan pointed out, "For the walls, the houses. Some new buildings."

"So you're in it for the long haul?" Reg wanted to be sure if he understood correctly.

"Yeah." Dylan nodded in confirmation as Reg, Cameron and B exchanged smiles. Reg reached into the pocket inside his jacket and pulled out a notebook. He opened the notebook and grabbed a pen which was between the pages, starting to write something down in it, "What are you writing?"

"Oh, I write everything down. Everything of note." Reg explained., "There's gonna be a lot to remember. This is the beginning of this place. You should record all that. Along with everything I'm gonna teach you about building things."

"You should start writing everything down too." Cameron replied as B nodded in agreement, "I and B have our own notebooks which we didn't brought for this meeting which I now regret."

"You know, I forgot to ask you about this at the party." Dylan shifted his attention to B and Cameron, "Why did you choose this job out of all things?"

"I just wanted to be useful somehow and this seemed like the best way and only way for me." Cameron replied, "You see, I'm what's known a bubble boy. Growing up, my mom was really overprotective and because of this I wouldn't really do much good for our community outside the walls."

"I see." Dylan nodded in understanding, "What about your mom? Does she live in Alexandria with you?" The saddened look that formed on Cameron's face was the only answer he needed to get to know what happened to her, "Oh, I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Cameron assured him no harm was done, "You didn't know."

Dylan nodded and looked at B, "What about you B?"

"B just seemed like the best person for this job." Reg replied for B as B smiled proudly, "You'd be suprised how many things he can make out of nothing."


The supply run group consisting of Aiden, Nicholas, Lorenzo, Eugene, Tara, Glenn, Dylan, Alejandro, Gwen and Harold was getting ready to leave for another supply run. The power in the safe-zone had periodically been going down so this group was tasked with finding suitable parts in a nearby warehouse. The group was standing in the armory of Alexandria, getting all the weapons they needed for this job.

Eugene shook his head when Dylan held out a silenced pistol to him, "Oh, no, thank you."

Nicholas walked past them with a bag slouched over his shoulder, "Just take it."

"Come on, you got to protect yourself." Dylan agreed with Nicholas.

"Not if I don't go." Eugene replied as Dylan rolled his eyes at his answer.

Aiden walked out of the armory and stopped between Eugene and Dylan, making them look at him, "We're not driving all that way so we can just drive back with the wrong shit."

Eugene reached into his bag and pulled out the part which was the reason why all of them were heading our right now, "It's a dozen of these. They are consistent in appearance across manufacturers. The shit will be right. I will install said shit. Then the grid will be fully operational again."

Dylan just gave him an amused look and shoved the silenced pistol into his grasp. He turned away from Eugene and saw Sanders walking towards him. He smiled at his friend, "Hey."

"Hey." Sanders smiled back, "I heard you were heading you. I thought I'd stop by and wish you good luck."

Dylan nodded his head at her, "Thanks." He looked at his friend with an assuring expression on his face, "You don't need to worry about me. I'll back before you'll notice that I'm gone."

"I'll take your word for it." Sanders said, "You know, I heard you talking to Holly last night. What's her story?"

"Why do you ask?" Dylan wanted to know.

"No reason." Sanders gave him a teasing smile, "It's an innocent question. You've been spending a lot of time with her lately."

"You'll find out in your time." Dylan replied.

"If you say so." Sanders shrugged her shoulders as her teasing smile faded from her face, "I heard from Zoey you talked with Cameron and B about becoming an architect earlier today. I see you've taken a liking to this place."

"Yeah. I did." Dylan nodded, "What about you?"

"I'm glad I left with Rick's group after he made his offer at the hospital." Sanders gave him an honest answer, "This place is everything I wanted the hospital to be."

Gwen walked out of the armory with a bag of supplies needed for this supply run slouched over her shoulder. She walked over to the van and put the bag in the trunk of it. She was about to walk back into the armory by stopped when she saw Bridgette walking towards her.

"Hey Gwen." Bridgette greeted her the moment she stopped next to her.

"Hey." Gwen greeted her back, "What is it?"

"I heard you and the others are heading out for a supply run today. Can I ask you a quick favor?" Bridgette asked, "There's something I would like you to find for me."

"Sure. What is it?" Gwen asked, curious to know what Bridgette wanted from her.

Bridgette leaned closer to Gwen and whispered something into her ear, not wanting anyone else to hear her. Gwen's eyes widened upon hearing Bridgette's request as she looked at her, wanting to know if Bridgette was being serious right now or not. Bridgette nodded her head in confirmation as Gwen nodded back, promising she will deliver her order without letting anyone else from the supply run group know what it was.

"You got everything?" Reg asked Aiden as he and Deanna came to the armory to say goodbye to their son and wish him good luck on the supply run."

"First aid kits, yellow pages. Harold made a checklist. We're good, I swear." Aiden replied.

"I know." Reg replied, "I'm just a worrier. That's how that wall wound up around us."

Deanna chuckled as Aiden gave her a quick hug, "Love you."

"Take care, Dad." Aiden said to Reg after sharing a quick hug with Deanna.

"I'm supposed to be saying that to you." Reg pointed out.

"Lorenzo." Lorenzo turned to the source of the voice and saw Chet walking towards him, "I'm going to make this short because the construction crew is leaving in a few minutes. Make sure to keep those freaks away from you."

"Don't worry, bro." Lorenzo gave him an assuring nod, "I will."

"That's everything?" Glenn took a quick look into the armory and nodded his head to himself. He glanced at Maggie who arrived at the armory to wish him luck, "All right."

"All set?" Maggie asked when Glenn shifted his attention to her.

Glenn nodded in confirmation, "Mm-hmm."

"You got this." Maggie hugged Glenn, "You always do."

"Yeah." Glenn nodded and started to make his way to the van after Maggie released him from the hug.

"Power grid was a prototype." Reg put his hands in his pockets, "I'm surprised it took this long to start acting up."

"We'll get it going." Glenn said.

Harold nodded in agreement, "We'll be back with everything you need soon."

"Daylight's burning." Aiden said to Glenn and Harold before getting himself into the driver's seat of the van.

Deanna walked closer to Glenn and Harold and smiled at them, "I know I said it before, but thank you."

Harold nodded his head at her, "Yeah."

He and Glenn turned away from Deanna and went in the trunk of the van where Alejandro, Gwen, Tara, Dylan and Lorenzo were waiting for them, the former shutting the door after entering the vehicle. After making sure everyone from the group was in the van, Aiden started up the vehicle and turned on the stereo. He drove off along the street towards the gate as the rest of the group enjoyed the music which was playing right now.


The supply run group had just arrived at the place from which they were going to get the technical parts from. Everyone got themselves out of the van and began readying themselves to go into the building, taking out their weapons and gear of the vehicle. Alejandro was standing a bit far away from the group, watching the surroundings just in case if there were any walkers around him.

"Looks like that door is our fastest way in and out." Glenn stated, looking at the building.

"We should know all the exits first." Harold stated, "So there's a plan if things go south..."

"Already got one." Nicholas interrupted him, "It's called going out the front."

"You do know it's better to now all the exits from the place just in case if something will go wrong? Gosh..." Harold rolled his eyes in irritation as Aiden and Lorenzo looked at Nicholas with an unamused looks on their faces.

"A walker." Alejandro called out from his position. It was when the group heard some snarling behind them. They turned around towards the place it was coming from and saw a single walker coming towards them.

"I got it." Dylan pulled out his silenced pistol and took a few steps towards the walker. He aimed his pistol at the undead and pulled the trigger, the walker's lifeless body falling down to the ground a second later.

Alejandro walked over to his group and patted Dylan on his shoulder, "Nice shot, amigo."

Aiden smiled at Dylan and handed him a M1 carbine, "Look at you with the aim." He turned to face his group, "Harold's right, we should do a perimeter check. Know our exits just in case."

"Would you mind if I split up from you for a moment after we will enter the place?" Gwen asked, "I need to get something for a friend of mine."

"Depends on the reason." Aiden replied.

"I can't really tell you." Gwen replied, "Really private matter."

"I see." Aiden nodded in understanding, "Just watch out for yourself."

Gwen nodded, "I will."


After searching their surroundings to find all possible entrances to the building, the group gathered around the back door to it, all of them taking a minute to give themselves one last preparation. Glenn slowly opened the back door to the building and quietly entered it and Alejandro followed him into the building, the rest of the group waiting for them to give them signal if it was safe for all of them to enter the building.

Glenn banged his fist on the door a few times to see if there were any walkers close to their position as Alejandro looked around his surroundings, trying to see if any walkers were walking towards them after they were allerted by the noise. There weren't any. At least for now. He didn't know what was waiting for them further in the building. The fact that it was dark in the building did not help him with the task

Glenn looked over his shoulder at Aiden a few seconds later, "Give it another second. It's a big place. There could be some inside."

"So let's say they are." Aiden said, turning his flashlight in, "Let's move. Let's be safe."

Glenn nodded and took out his pistol and his flashlight, "All right."

Alejandro and Glenn slowly walked into the darkened building and were followed by the rest of the group, Lorenzo who was the last one from the group to enter the building closing the back door quietly. Right after entering the building, Gwen split up from the rest of the group in order to find whatever Bridgette asked her to bring from this supply run, just like she said she would.

The group proceeded to slowly make their way through the building, splitting up into smaller groups to cover more ground in the process. Harold turned the corner and stepped into another aisle when something caught his ears. He stopped in his tracks, making everyone around him stop as well.

"Guys." He whispered to them, "Do you hear that?" The group could hear faint snarling way ahead of them, "They're stuck behind something."

"How do you know?" Lorenzo asked.

"I don't." Harold replied, "But, they didn't approach us after all the noise that Glenn made. "

Aiden looked over his shoulder to give his group a quick look, "All right. Hey, let's go."

"Eyes up." Glenn said as he pushed himself into a walk, the group following him.

As the group continued to walk down the aisle, something was slammed against the fence that they were about to walk past. Glenn shifted his attention to the fence and shined his flaslight at it, revealing a group of the undead to his group.

Lorenzo shook his head, "That scared the crap out of me."

Aiden looked at Glenn with an impressed look on his face, "Tara."

"We had enough time to learn." Alejandro stated.

"We were out there a long time." Tara added.

"We should get going." Harold said, "There could be more."

Glenn nodded in agreement, "Let's get to work."

Tara shined her flashlight at Eugene who was looking at the walkers in fear, "You're up."

The group's attention was shifted from the walkers to the area behind them when they heard something move there. They shined all of their flashlights at the area from which the noise came from and saw Gwen.

"Relax." She said, "It's me."

"Did you found the thing you were looking for?"

"Otherwise I wouldn't come back to you guys." Gwen replied, adjusting the bag she had slouched over her shoulder.

After Gwen rejoined them, the group split up into smaller groups and went into different aisles to cover more ground. Aiden was with Nicholas, Alejandro was with Lorenzo, Eugene was with Tara and Gwen and Glenn was with Dylan. Tara, Eugene and Gwen walked together through one aisle, looking through the boxes on the shelves, checking any of them had the part they were looking for.

"This one." Eugene pointed his flashlight at the box in front of him, "Here." Gwen holstered her pistol and used her knife to open the box. She took one part out of the box and showed it to Eugene, checking if it was the right part, "Yeah."

"We found 'em." Tara said as Gwen reached into the box once again, pulling out another more parts, "Good work, Eugene."

Unaware their group just found the part they came here for, Aiden and Nicholas continued to walk down their aisle, looking through everyone box they could find. They shifted their attention to something else when they heard some snarling behind them. They turned around to the source of the noise, already knowing what it was and saw a walker dressed in a military armor walking towards them.

Aiden fired his silenced UZI at the walker, but the bullet didn't do any damage because of the helmet which was covering the walker's face. Aiden continued to fire his gun at the walker which earned the attention of the rest of the group.

"Don't do this." Alejandro said as he and Lorenzo watched Aiden from their aisle, "You're wasting your ammunition."

"It's got armor." Glenn pointed out, "Let it come closer."

Aiden fired another bullet at the walker, "I got it."

After a bullet to the leg from Aiden, the armored walker was brought down to the floor. Harold shined his flashlight at it from his aisle and his and Glenn's eyes widened once they saw three grenades strapped on the walker. Unfortunely, Aiden couldn't notice the grenades and kept shooting at it.

"Aiden!" Harold shouted, "Stop shooting! It has gre..."

Harold's warning words came too late as one of the grenades exploded before he could finish the sentence. Everyone were knocked down to the floor as the explosion was massive, sending the shelves to the floor and sending the equipment flying everywhere. Glenn slowly got himself back on his feet as Harold picked up his glasses which the explosion knocked off his face and put them back on.

"You okay?" Glenn asked as Harold slowly got himself back on his feet.

"Yeah." Harold nodded, "I just lost my glasses for a second."

Nicholas coughed a few times as he got himself back on his feet, "Oh, God..."

Lorenzo shined his flashlight where Aiden was last seen and his eyes instantly opened in shock, "Aiden..."

Alejandro shook his head, "Dio mio..."

Glenn and Harold looked in the direction Nicholas, Lorenzo and Alejandro were looking it and saw Aiden. He was impaled on a broken shelf with a few sharps parts of it sticking through his body. He wasn't moving and his eyes were closed.

Nicholas gave Aiden a good look and shook his head, "He's dead."

Glenn and Harold's attention was quickly shifted to something else when he heard snarling and grunting in the distance. Glenn shined his flashlight at the area it was coming from and saw a group of walkers which was trapped on the other side of the fence a few moments ago walking towards them. Glenn shook his head as Harold readied his gun, just in case if the walkers will reach him and Glenn.

"Dylan? Tara? Gwen? Eugene?" Glenn called out for his group members in worry and turned around and saw Dylan, "You good?"

Dylan nodded, "Yeah."

"Cage is open." Glenn pointed at the walkers, "They're getting out."

"We need to find..." Harold was interrupted by Eugene.

"Here. Over here." Eugene's voice sounded in the distance. Glenn, Harold and Dylan walked to the place his voice was coming from and saw him standing behind the shelf with a panicked look on his face. Glenn shined his flashlight on the floor and his eyes widened once he saw Tara and Gwen laying on the floor with blood coming out of their heads after their heads hit the shelf behind them.

"Are they breathing?" Harold asked as Eugene stayed silent, "Eugene!"

"I- I can't tell from right here." Eugene stuttered out nervously.

It was when they heard some snarling coming down the aisle Eugene, Gwen and Tara were in right now. Glenn walked closer to the snarling and a single walking towards Eugene, Gwen and Tara.

"Eugene." He called out for Eugene, unable to take care of the walker himself right now, "It's yours. Take it out."

Eugene's hands were shaking in fear as he raised his pistol and aimed it at the approaching walker. Unfortunely, the fear got the better of him as he was too afraid to open fire at it. It was when another walker jumped at him from behind and brought him down to the floor. Eugene screamed in fear as the walker got itself on top of him, now being inches away from his neck.

Glenn quickly made his way to the other aisle and pulled the walker off of Eugene. Dylan followed Glenn into the other aisle and slammed the butt of his weapon on the walker's head, killing it as Harold joined them in the aisle. Harold made sure to take care of the undead which Eugene couldn't bring himself to kill a second later as Dylan brought Eugene back on his feet.

"Get to that office." Glenn said to Eugene and Dylan, "I'll get Tara and Harold will get Gwen. Go!"

Not wasting any time, Eugene and Dylan pushed himself into a run towards the office as Glenn and Harold went to get Gwen and Tara.


Carol walked down the stairs of her house when a noise on the lower floor of it caught her attention. She made sure to be quiet, not wanting to allert this person, whoever they were. She stopped next to the closet which was close to the stairs after fnding out that this noise came from there. She opened the closet and saw Darren looking through the shelves in it.

"What are you doing here?" She asked, taking him out of the closet.

"I didn't tell anybody about the gun." Darren replied as Carol closed the closet, "I swear to God."

"Answer my question." Carol said, visibly annoyed by his behaviour.

"Do you have any more cookies?" Darren asked, "The ones you made for the party?"

"They're gone." Carol turned him towards the exit from the house and began pushing him towards it, "Now go. Go home."

"My house doesn't have power. I was going to paint my owl statue, but somebody broke it." Darren replied.

"None of these are problems, Darren." Carol pointed out, "I don't care about your house. I don't care about your statue. Get out."

"Can you make more cookies?" Darren asked.

"No." Carol gave him a quick answer.

"Why not?" Darren asked her another question as Carol opened the door and pushed himself out of the house.

After finding himself on the porch, Darren turned around to look at Carol, "Because I don't want to. Maybe if you showed me how to make them, I could do it myself."

Carol rolled her eyes, growing more annoyed by him, "You want cookies?" Darren nodded in confirmation as soon as she asked him this question, "All right. You're gonna have to steal the chocolate from Olivia, Dakota and Sam. And then you're gonna get an extra bar for me. And if you get caught or you say anything, you're not gonna like what happens to you. Now go."


Tara and Gwen were laid down on the table in the office right after Harold and Gwen brought them into the room, the blood coming out of their heads painting the table they were laying on right now. Eugene knelt down in front of the two unconscious women, checking their state as Nicholas, Alejandro and Lorenzo made their way into the office, Alejandro making sure to close the door after entering the office.

"How are they doing?" Glenn wanted to know.

"They have serious head trauma" Eugene shifted his attention from Tara and Gwen to the rest of the group after taking a good look at their injures, "They're losing blood fast."

"How do we stop it?" Dylan asked.

"Medkit was in Aiden's pack" Nicholas replied, "It got blown to hell."

"There's another one in the van." Harold pointed out.

"They're on their way out." Eugene looked around his group, "We need to get them there."

"All right." Glenn nodded as everyone started getting ready to take Gwen and Tara to the van, "We'll get her there."

"Help!" Everyone froze in their tracks once Aiden's voice rang through their ears. Glenn, Harold, Alejandro, Lorenzo and Nicholas went to the window and and saw Aiden slowly moving and grunting in pain, "Somebody!"

Nicholas shook his head, "Oh, Jesus."

"He's alive?" Glenn asked in suprise.

"I checked him." Nicholas replied, "I- I thought..."

"We've got to get him." Harold said.

Dylan looked away from the window and looked at Eugene, "We got that kind of time?"

"We pull Aiden off there, we could kill him." Nicholas pointed out.

"So you're saying we leave him?" Alejandro retorted.

"Go, save him." Eugene said, causing everyone to shift their attention to him, "They'd do it. I know they would. I'll stay with with them. I'll keep them safe, I assure you. I will."

"All right, we'll knock 'em back." Glenn nodded.

Harold looked at Nicholas, "You still have that flare?"

"Yeah." Nicholas nervously nodded in confirmation.

"You fire the flare over the shelves." Glenn said, walking over to the exit from the office with Harold, Dylan, Nicholas, Lorenzo and Alejandro, "That'll draw some of them over. All right, we're gonna hit the rest hand to hand. You ready?"

Dylan nodded, taking out his knife, "Yeah."

"Yes." Harold nodded, pulling out his knife.

"...One, two, three." Glenn counted and pushed the door open, knocking the walkers standing behind it to the floor. Nicholas ran out of the office and fired the flare which vanished within the darkness of the place a few seconds later. Glenn, Harold, Alejandro and Lorenzo ran out of the office, beginning to make their way to Aiden as Nicholas closed the door to the office and followed them.


Izzy and Abraham carried together a large sheet of metal, slowly making their way to them trunk of the truck. After making sure the sheet of metal was not going to fall off the trunk, Izzy wiped her hands on her clothes and exchanged a look with Abraham. The rest of the construction crew continued to gather the supplies they could use to expand Alexandria.

"Francine!" Brody shouted to a woman standing on top of the hand of the backhoe loader when he was on his way to grab another metal sheet with Rock and Chet, making her look down at him and his friends, "Is everything good up there?"

Francine nodded, "Yeah. So sign of them, yet."

"Good." Brody nodded, walking past the hoe loader with his friends.

Abraham looked at the man named Bruce who was about to walk past him and Izzy, "Tobin really think this'll take four weeks?"

"That's what he said." Bruce replied, "First time they expanded the wall, it took 'em twice that."

Izzy shook her head, "This turned out to be more time consuming than I thought."

Abraham nodded in agreement, "Yeah."

As Izzy continued to watch how the rest of the crew worked on getting the materials, Abraham turned away from her and put his hands on the trunk, letting out a deep breath as he allowed himself to get lost in his thoughts for a second. Izzy looked at him and was about to ask him if there was something with him but her words died in his throar when she heard a scream.

Her and Abraham's who brought himself out of his thoughts when he heard the scream reaction was instant. She grabbed a UMP 45 as Abraham grabbed a M16. They pushed themselves into a run towards the scream as Tobin, the leader of the construction crew, Brody, Rock, Chet, Bruce, Francine and everyone else from the crew opened fire at undead which was coming from the nearby field.

Izzy and Abraham reached the rest of the construction crew a few seconds later and opened fire at the undead. As everyone continued to fire at the undead, Tobin accidentally hit the hydraulic which was keeping the hand of the loader up. Francine was dropped to the ground, grunting in pain upon colliding with the ground. She looked up and looked around herself, finding herself to be surrounded by the walkers on all sides. She tried to bring herself back on her feet, but her wounded leg was stopping her from doing so.

"Everybody, back till we're safe in the truck." Tobin ordered when more walkers came out of the field. His crew reacted immediately and backed away from the undead.

"What about Francine?" Abraham asked.

"We're not going to leave her surrounded by them, aren't we?" Izzy added.

When Tobin remained silent, Abraham shook his head and pushed himself into a run towards Francine, followed by Izzy, "Damn it!"

Unable to bring herself back on her feet, Francine began crawling away from the approaching walkers as she managed to catch the attentio of the two of them, but it didn't have much of an effect as the two walkers were getting closer and closer to her. Before the undead could reach her, they were shot by Abraham and Izzy. A massive wave of relief went through her body as Abraham reached his hand out to her.

Abraham grabbed her hand and brought her back on her feet, wrapping her arm around his shoulder. He led to her to the backhoe loader as Izzy stayed behind and fired her UMP 45 a few times, killing a few walkers which were nearby. He opened the loader and put Francine inside before closing the door again. He leaned against the loader as Izzy joined him, the two looking around the walkers which were approaching them from all sides.

Abraham shook his head after seeing how many walkers were getting closer to him, letting out a brief chuckle, "Mother dick..."

"This is a hell of a situation, isn't it Big A?." Izzy shook her head.

Having no other option, Abraham and Izzy got down, rolled underneath the loader before any of the undead could reach them and shoot at the walkers that were trying to reach them. As they got themselves back on their feet after taking out a few walkers, Francine opened the door to the loader and reached her hand out, intended to bring them into the vehicle, but Abraham and Izzy had other plans.

Abraham threw his M16 to her and Francine grabbed it without any problem. She and Izzy opened fire at the walkers, killing every undead which came closer to them as Abraham pulled out his knife and began taking out every walker which managed to approach him. After watching everything for a moment, Bruce and Brody rushed over to them to help them get out of this situation.

After making sure all of the walkers in the area were dead, Abraham and Izzy walked over to Tobin, intending to have a little talk about him regarding his cowardice. Tobin looked at them nervouls after seeing their angered expressions as Abraham angrily shoved him into the truck.

"That how it works with you?" He asked as he glared at him.

Izzy crossed her arms and glared at Tobin, "You leave people behind to die?"

"We have a system." Tobin tried to explain himself as he pointed at Francine, "Tell them, Francine. We have a..."

Before he coulf finish the sentence, Francine punched him in the face, "Asshole."

"Hey, all that noise is bound to draw more." Bruce got himself between them before the situation could evolve into something else, "I say we call it and start fresh in the morning, all right?"

Abraham shook his head, "Screw that."

Izzy looked at Francine, "Francine, you good?"

"Got at least three hours of daylight left." Francine replied.

Abraham nodded his head, "I want two lookouts. One in the bucket and one on the trucks. Should give us more than enough warning if more are coming after the bash and pop. Now pull the cobwebs out of your ass and move. We got a wall to build."


Aiden grunted in pain as Glenn, Harold, Alejandro, Dylan, Lorenzo and Nicholas made their way to him. Glenn, Harold, Nicholas and Lorenzo stopped in front of him and holstered their guns, intending to get Aiden out the unpleasant and painful place he found himself in as Dylan and Alejandro stood in the back of the group and shined their flashlights ahead of them, their job being informing their group about the flare and letting them know when it was going to burn out.

"Hey, it's gonna be okay. We're gonna get you out of here. All right? Everything's gonna be okay." Glenn tried to assure Aiden that everything was going to be okay.

"I need you to stay quiet, okay?" Harold asked, "Can you do that?" When Aiden nooded his head at him, he nodded back, "Okay."

Harold, Glenn, Nicholas and Lorenzo grabbed Aiden and started to pull himself out of his trap but unfortunely they couldn't do much as Aiden screamed in pain the moment they started their attempt, whimpering.

"The flare." Dylan turned around to look at his group, "It's burning out."

Nicholas shook his head, knowing there was no way they could save Aiden, "We're not gonna make this."

"Hey, yes, we are." Glenn grabbed Nicholas and made him look into his eyes, "But I need your help. You can do this."

"Nick." Aiden weakly called out for Nicholas. Nicholas looked at him and saw his pain filled pleading expression, "Nick, don't- don't leave me, you and Lorenzo."

"Okay." Nicholas gave him an uncertain nod of his head, "Okay."

Alejandro and Dylan began shooting at the undead which were getting closer to them as Glenn, Harold, Lorenzo and Nicholas tried to pull Aiden out for one more time but he wouldn't budge.

Nicholas let go off Aiden and leaned towards his ear, whispering to him, "You left them. The three of us did. That's who we are. I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry, man." Lorenzo whispered to Aiden, letting go off Aiden right after Nicholas did, "I really am..."

Dylan turned away from the approaching walkers for a second to look at his group, "They're coming."

"You better hurry, amigos!" Alejandro added, "We won't hold them for much longer."

"It was- it was us." Aiden weakly said to Glenn and Harold as Glenn and Harold looked at him after another failed attempt to pull him out, "The others before. They didn't panic. We did. It was us." Glenn and Harold stared at him for a second before readying themselves to try to pull him out for another time. Aiden stopped them from doing anything, though, "No."

"They're here!" Dylan shouted, running over to Glenn, Harold and Aiden with Alejandro.

Dylan grabbed Glenn by the back of his clothes and dragged him away from Aiden as Alejandro did the same with Harold. Nicholas, Lorenzo, Alejandro, Dylan, Glenn and Harold began running away from the walkers as the undead surrounded Aiden and ripped his stomach open, beginning to pull his guts out of him. Aiden screamed in pure agony as the undead began feasting on his insides.

As they proceeded to make their way through the building, hoping to come across some exit as soon as possible, a shelf was knocked over by the large group of walkers. The shelf landed on the ground, separating Alejandro and a very panicked Lorenzo from the rest of the group. Glenn, Harold, Dylan and Nicholas froze in their tracks and turned around to look at Alejandro and Lorenzo.

"Alejandro! Lorenzo!" Glenn called out for them in worry.

"Climb over the shelf! We'll cover you!" Harold shouted, already ready to use his pistol on the walkers.

"There's not enough time! Go without us!" Alejandro replied, "We'll find another way out!"

This was the only thing Nicholas needed to hear. He immediately turned away from Alejandro and Lorenzo and pushed himself into a run. Dylan, Harold and Glenn stared Alejandro for second as Alejandro nodded his head at them, letting them know he was sure about this. Harold, Glenn and Dylan reluctantly turned away from Alejandro and Lorenzo and followed Nicholas.

Not wasting any time, Alejandro and Lorenzo quickly began searching for another way out of the place, having to take turns many times in the process because of how filled the entire place became with the walkers. After taking another turn into another aisle, it took Lorenzo a moment too late to notice a walker approaching him from his side, because of how nervous he was right now. His eyes widened in fear when he noticed this walker after it got too close to him and his reaction to noticing it was immediate.

He aimed his pistol at the walkers and was about to pull the trigger, but unfortunely it was too late for him to kill the undead. He screamed in pain as the undead dug it's teeth in his hand, close to his wrist. Alejandro aimed his gun at the walker bitting into Lorenzo's hand the moment he saw how the undead bit him. He pulled the trigger and the bullet hit the walker right in the head, it's lifeless body falling down to the ground like a ton of bricks.

Lorenzo's pistol fell out of his grasp, landing next to the now dead walker as he stared at his bitten blood covered hand with pain and fear filled eyes. He froze in his place, staring at his bloody hand as if he was some sort of trance. If it wasn't Alejandro, he probably wouldn't be remain this way until more walker would approach him and tear him apart.

Alejandro grabbed his shoulder and shook him, breaking Lorenzo's out his trance. Not wasting any time, they began running again as more walkers began heading towards them, with Lorenzo clutching his bleeding hand with his other hand, covering it with blood. After running for a few more seconds, Alejandro noticed a door in the corner. He and Lorenzo quickly made their way to it and Alejandro opened it, allowing him and Lorenzo to enter the safe place before the undead could reach them.

"...I was bitten..." Lorenzo whispered to himself after Alejandro used a chair to block the door, looking at his bitten hand in horror, "...I'm bitten. Holy shit, I'm bitten!" A terrified breath left his lungs as as his panic filled eyes continued to stare at his bitten hand, "I'm dead. I'm so dead..."

"Relax." Alejandro said as he came closer to him, knowing there was something he could do to save Lorenzo's life.

"How am I supposed to relax?" Lorenzo shifted his gaze from his bitten hand to Alejandro and glared at him, "I was bitten! I'm dead! You hear me!? Dead!"

"Relax." Alejandro repeated himself, "There's one thing we can do to save your life."

"What?" Lorenzo was suprised by this information, a small spark of hope growing within him, "There is a way to save my life?"

"Yes." Alejandro nodded, taking off his belt, "We have to cut your hand off."

Lorenzo's eyes snapped open, "W-What are you talking about?"

"This is the only way we can keep you alive." Alejandro explained as Lorenzo stared at him in shock, "Trust me, someone who was once in our group was bitten and he survived after we cut off the bitten limb. Now make your choice because we don't have much time."

Lorenzo looked down at his hand, debating with himself if he should go with the risk. He sighed to himself a few seconds later as he made his decision to give this entire thing a try. He was aware of how painful the next few moments were going to be for him but it was still better than dying and changing into a walker, "Do what you must."

"Okay." Alejandro nodded and looked around himself, eventually spotting a table, "Let's go to this table. We're going to do it there."

Lorenzo nodded his head and followed Alejandro to the nearby table, still not believing he was going to have his hand cut off. He put his hand on the table right after reaching it, letting out a deep breath as he did so as Alejandro wrapped his belt around his arm and tightened it.

"Make it fast, okay?" Lorenzo said as Alejandro pulled out his tomahawk and got himself ready. They looked straight into each other's eyes, "I want to get this over with as soon as possible."

"I will." Alejandro gave him an assuring nod, "You ready?"

"I'm about to get my hand cut off." Lorenzo responded, "I don't think anyone is ready for something like this."

Alejandro nodded his head at him and let out a deep breath, preparing himself for what he was about to do. He lifted the tomahawk up and brought it down on Lorenzo's wrist. Lorenzo screamed in agony when the tomahawk was slammed into his wrist. Alejandro cringed upon hearing him scream in agony as he lifted his tomahawk up for the second time and brought it down again, making Lorenzo let out another scream of pure agony.

As Alejandro proceeded to take care of Lorenzo's wound, Dylan, Harold and Glenn continued to follow Nicholas who was way ahead of them throughout the building, eventually reaching the front lobby. Ignoring the cries of Harold and Glenn for him to stop, Nicholas rushed out of the building and was greeted by a large group of the undead. He started shooting at them but the walkers got too close to him and grabbed his gun, making him lose his grip on it. Having no other option, he went right into the revolving door.

Glenn, Dylan and Harold ran out of the corner and just reached the revolving door and much to their horror saw more walkers coming towards them from another section of the building. Glenn and Harold were about to open fire at them, but no bullets came as they realized they had no ammo left. Having no other side, Glenn, Dylan and Harold went into the other side of the revolving door, finding themselves stuck on the opposite side than Nicholas.


Deanna, Reg, Maggie, Noah, Emma and Tobin were gathered in the living room of Deanna's house as Tobin paid them a visit after returning to Alexandria, wanting to talk with them about something.

"Sorry to lose you, Tobin. You sure?" Deanna wanted to be sure if Tobin was sure about this entire thing.

"Absolutely." Tobin nodded in confirmation, "If Abraham and Izzy had followed my orders, she'd be dead."

"Well, saving someone's life makes them a hero, but it doesn't qualify them to run a construction crew." Reg voiced his doubts.

Emma nodded in agreement, having the same doubts as Reg, "Exactly."

"Well, they're still out there, still working, the whole team." Tobin replied to their doubts as Maggie smiled slightly, "And they're leading them. Better than I ever could."

Deanna looked at Noah, "What do you think, Noah? From what I've seen, you and Izzy are pretty good friends. Is she good enough for this job?"

"I know Izzy better than anyone else in this place does." Noah said, "She's more than enough."

"I guess it's settled, then." Deanna nodded and looked back at Tobin, "I'll speak to Abraham and Izzy when they're back and make it official."

Tobin nodded and got up from the couch, "Thank you, Deanna."


Carol made her way to the front door of her house when he heard someone knock on it. She opened it and saw Darren standing on the porch. He smiled at her when she gave him a questioning look and held up the two pieces of chocolate he had stoled from the armory for her to see. Seeing this, Carol grabbed him by his shoulder and took him into the house.

A while later, after using the preparing the cookies with Darren, using all the ingredients she needed for them and showing him how to prepare them, Carol turned the oven and waited for it to heat up. After it heated up, she opened it and grabbed the tray with cookies. She crouched down and put the tray with cookies in the oven. After that, she closed the oven and looked at Darren.

"After these are done, that's it." She told him, I'm not helping you again and you're not coming back. You got it?"

Darren nodded to show his understanding, "Uh-huh."

"I hope you're not expecting to leave with more than half of these." Carol told him, "You barely did half the work."

"Were you always a good cook?" Darren asked out of curiosity.

Carol stared at him for a few seconds before replying, "Darren, we're not talking." She turned the sink on and put a rubber underneath to get it weat. After making sure it was weat enough, she turned the water off and handed the rubber to Darren, "Wipe the counter."

"Did you like it?" Darren asked another question as he began wiping the counter, "Cooking? You know, before." When Carol remained silent, she told him, "We don't have to be friends. Just doesn't have to be quiet."

"I was good at it." Carol replied after a moment of staying silent, "It distracted me. It made me forget when I was sad."

"Sometimes when I get sad, I break stuff." Darren revealed.

"What kind of stuff?" Carol asked as Darren shrugged his shoulders in response, "You said somebody broke your owl statue. Did you break it?" Darren gave her a silent nod of confirmation, "Why? Why are you here?"

"Why did you steal the gun?" Darren replied with a question of his own.

Carol narrowed his eyes at him, "'Cause sometimes you need to protect yourself."

"Can I have a gun?" Darren asked.

Carol was slightly taken by suprise by his question, "Why do you want one?"

"It's not for me." Darren replied.

"Who's it for?" Carol wanted to know as Darren remained silent, "Darren, who's it for?" Darren once again stayed silent and turned away from Carol and ran out of the house. Carol watched him ran out of the house with worry forming on her face, "Darren!"


Glenn, Harold, Dylan and Nicholas continued to look around themselves, desperately trying to find a way out of the tough spot the found themselves in as the walkers continued to bang on the glass of the revolving door from both sides. Good thing the glass in that door was so durable because otherwise the walkers would have break it open a long time ago.

Nicholas looked at Harold, Dylan and Glenn, "Hey, maybe we can shoot our way past them. You guys still have guns."

"We have no ammo!" Harold told him.

"We've got to do something, man." Nicholas said, "We're gonna die in here."

"There has to be another way." Dylan kept repeating those words to himself, "There was to be a way."

All four of them shifted their attention to the area outside the building once they heard some music and saw Eugene driving the van, using the walkers to lure the walkers away from the door.

"Hey! Hey!" He shouted as he banged on the door of the driver's seat, making the walkers who were outside the building shift their attention to him. Harold, Glenn and Dylan exchanged smiles as the walkers started walking towards Eugene, "Over here. Come and get me. Come on."

"Good job, Eugene." Harold whispered to himself, smilling to himself slightly. After the walkers from the outside followed Eugene, distancing themselves from the door, Harold looked around himself, coming up with a quick plan.

Glenn seemed to have come up with the same plan as he banged on the glass to make Nicholas look at him, "Nicholas! I need you both to keep the door steady, all right? I'm gonna break the glass. We get out, you push out. We get the rifle and we're good. All right? All right?" Nicholas nodded as Harold and Glenn began slamming the back of their guns against the glass, hoping to break it as quickly as possible.

"No!" Nicholas shouted in fear when his part of the door was slightly opened by Glenn and Harold's action, "No, stop! It's not safe!"

"This is the only way." Glenn pointed out as he stopped hitting the glass and looked at Nicholas, Harold doing the same.

Harold nodded in agreement, "We have to keep trying!"

"No, it's not gonna break." Nicholas shook his head in fear.

Dylan looked at Nicholas and gave him an assuring nod of his head after seeing how scared he was, "It will. We can hold it. We can."

"Trust us, okay?" Harold said, trying to make Nicholas calm down a little.

"Count of three." Glenn said, he and Harold readying themselves go back to hitting the glas, "One, two..."

His words died in his throat as Nicholas shoved himself towards the side of the door which was leading outside, trying to squeeze himself through it, slightly opening the side where Harold, Glenn and Dylan were.

"Nicholas!" Harold called out for Nicholas, "I understand you're scared, but don't do it!"

Glenn tried to get himself as far away as he could from the door as it continud to open itself a bit more, a few walkers managing to stuck their hands towards him, Harold and Dylan, "Nicholas! Don't do it! No!"

Their pleads fell deaf on Nicholas' ears as Nicholas allowed his fear to get the better of him and had only one thing in his mind right now. This thing was getting out of this situation alive at all cost. After a few more seconds of trying, he squeeze through the door and started to run towards the van, opening the side of the door where Glenn, Harold and Dylan were to the walkers.

Dylan was brought down to the floor when one of the undead managed to grab him by his leg and soon enough more hands grabbed him by either his legs or his clothes, beginning to drag him into the crowd of the walkers. In a desperate attempt to save Dylan from getting dragged out into the group of walkers, Harold and Glenn quickly moved towards him, but unfortunely it was already too late to do anything.

"Don't let go..." Were the last words Dylan managed to say to Glenn and Harold before the walkers dragged him out of the revolving door, shutting the doors completely.

"Dylan!" Glenn shouted as he shoved himself towards the revolving door and slammed his hand against the glass after Dylan was dragged into the crowd of the undead, "Dylan!..."

"No..." Harold whispered to himself, knowing there was nothing he and Glenn could do to save Dylan from his now inevitable death.

They jumped backwards, starled by something as Dylan was pressed against the glass of the revolving door, his terrified eyes looking straight at them. The black skinned young man screamed in pain as the undead began to slowly tear him apart, bitting him anywhere they could on his body, painting the glass door of the revolving door in his blood. His screams of agony were soon silenced by one of the walkers. The undead behind him put it's hand inside his mouth and tore off his left cheek, spraying the blood everywhere.

Glenn and Harold watched everything in horror as they were forced to watch how Dylan was torn into shreds in front of them. Glenn glanced away from revolving door after the glass of the door was fully covered in Dylan's blood, feeling how tears formed in his eyes as Harold buried his face in his hands, doing everything he could to stop himself from watching the gruesome scene in front of him and Glenn.

After distancing himself from the walkers which he led away from where Glenn, Harold, Nicholas and Dylan were trapped, Eugene started driving the van back towards the front entrance to the building, excepting to come across his group on his way there. It wasn't long before Nicholas ran into his way, but much to his suprise, the rest of the group was nowhere to be seen.

"Move over! We're leaving!" Nicholas shouted as he made his way to the van and opened the driver's seat. Eugene stared himself for a second before getting himself out of the van, "Get back in the van!"

Eugene looked straight into Nicholas' eyes, "Not until you tell me where they are."

Nicholas glared at Eugene, "Either you come back with me or you stay here and you die with your friends. Those are your choices."

Eugene reached for his holster and was about to pull his pistol out but Nicholas quickly took it away from him and threw to the ground. As soon as Nicholas tried to get himself into the van, Glenn appeared next to him and threw him into the ground. Before Nicholas could get up from the ground, Harold delivered a firm kick to his face, making him stay down on the ground. It wasn't over. Glenn got himself on top of Nicholas and delivered a few firm punch right at his face, knocking him out.

Eugene slowly got himself back on his feet and noticed one person from the group missing, "Where's Dylan?"

"Walkers got him." Harold replied, glaring at Nicholas.

Glenn steadied his breath and pointed at Nicholas, "Help me get him in the back."

"We need to start looking for Alejandro and Lorenzo." Harold said, "They can be looking for the van right now."

"Amigos!" They turned to the source of the voice and saw Alejandro walking towards them with an unconscious Lorenzo who was missing one hand wrapped around his shoulder, "Need a little help here!"

Eugene's eyes widened once he saw the state Lorenzo was in, "What happened to him?"

"He was bitten when we were looking for a way out. I had to cut off his hand." Alejandro explained as he reached his group. He looked around his group and saw one person missing, "...Wait. Where's Dylan?" The grim looks on Glenn and Harold's face were the only answer he needed to get, "Oh, I see."

The group got themselves into the van and drove off towards Alexandria shorty after. Glenn and Harold were sitting on the front seats, with the former driving the car as Eugene and Alejandro were sitting in the trunk. Eugene watched Gwen, Tara, Lorenzo and Nicholas who were still unconscious, with the former three being badly wounded after this supply run. He shifted his gaze from them to Dylan's notebook and saw "This is the beginning." written on the first page of it. He sighed, not wanting to think how Sanders was going to react after she will learn about Dylan's demise.

Alejandro reached for Gwen's bag and took a look inside it, wanting for what Gwen split up from them after they entered the building. His eyes widened after learning what it was. He closed the bag a moment later, intending to give the contents of it to Bridgette once they will make it back to Alexandria, because he suspected he was the person behind this order after seeing her and Gwen talk shorty before they left Alexandria.


Deanna's attention was brought towards the front door of her house once she heard someone knock on it. She made her way to the front door, wondering who it was and opened it, seeing Gabriel.

"Gabriel, what is it?" She asked him.

"I need to speak with you." Gabriel told her why he came here for.

Deanna motioned to him to enter her house, "Come in."

"Privately." Gabriel said, walking into Deanna's house.

"All right." Deanna nodded as she closed the door and looked at Gabriel.

"Satan... he disguises himself as the angel of light. I'm afraid that false light is here inside these walls." Gabriel began as Deanna looked at him, "Your community, you say it's not a paradise, but it is. I'm grateful to be here. I am. But you made a mistake letting in the others."

"How so?" Deanna wanted to know what he meant by that.

"Rick... his group... they're not good people." Gabriel revealed. He was unaware Maggie and Noah who were still in the house were overhearing their conversation, "They've done things. They've done unspeakable things."

"To make it out there as long as they did, they must have done things. Rick said as much." Deanna pointed out, "They survived. That's what makes them assets."

"You're wrong." Gabriel told her, "They can't be trusted. They're dangerous. You may believe that they did what they had to do, that they were afraid and so they. The day will come..."

"Why are you just now coming to me with this?" Deanna wanted to know why Gabriel told her about this.

"Satan, he disguises himself as the angel of light. His servants are the false apostles of righteousness." Gabriel replied, "They don't deserve this. They don't deserve paradise."

Deanna stared at him for a few seconds before slowly nodding her head, "Thank you, Gabriel. I have a lot to think about."


Rick, Chef and Chris had recently arrived back at their house from their jobs and were starting to rest and relax after another day of work. Their attention was brought towards the front door of the house as it was opened. Carol walked into the house and closed the door behind her. She walked into the room as Rick, Chef and Chris had their attention on her right now.

"Is something wrong?" Chris asked after noticing the expression Carol had on her face, "Did something happened?"

"Pete's hitting Jessie." Carol replied, "Maybe Darren, too."

Chef's eyes widened in shock, "What?"

"You know this how?" Rick wanted to be sure, "Darren tell you?"

Carol shook her head, "He didn't have to."

"...Shit." Chris sighed and buried his face in his hands, knowing if there was one person from his group that could if someone was abusive towards their family, it was Carol, "That bastard..."

"What are we going to do about him?" Chef asked, feeling a wave of anger go through his body, "We can't just pretend like we don't know about this only because he's the main doctor of this community."

"Yeah." Chris nodded in agreement, "We have to take care of it as quickly as we can."

"Rick." Carol called out for Rick as Rick pinched the bridge of his nose, allowing himself to process everything, "I know how this is gonna go with Pete. There's only one way it can go. You're gonna have to kill him."


I forgot how much I used to dislike Gabriel earlier during his time in the show...

Only two more chapters left in season 5!

Dylan's (Noah's) death will always be one of the most gruesome scenes in the entire show for me. At first, I was planning to have Sanders watch his brutal death with Glenn instead of Harold, because of them coming from the hospital, but I scrapped this idea as it wouldn't made sense for Deanna to put her in the supply run group, considering her police background.

Are there any Breaking Bad/Better Call Saul fans? If yes, then have you seen the finale of Better Call Saul? I've seen the finale and I absolutely loved it. I think it was a perfect ending for Jimmy's/Saul's character and to this show as a whole. This entire show has been a fantastic ride and I will definitely miss waiting for the new episodes.

Hope it wasn't that bad. See you in another chapter.