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Darth krayt1: Yeah. I'm not a big fan of Ron and Sam either. I was indifferent towards Jessie in season 5, but she actually to grow on me in season 6 before her death.

mcgman651: I'll most likely have Negan swear, just like he did in the comics :)

Brendan: You'll have to wait and see :)

ThEndymam: I'm glad you liked the chapter and I hope you'll enjoy No Way Out as much as I enjoyed writing it :)

Anmari: Me alegro de que te esté gustando y espero que te quedes para los próximos capítulos :) (I'm glad you're liking it and I hope you'll stick around for the future chapters)

zfhse: Glenn is definitely one of Noah's closest friends :)

Daryl, Duncan, Sasha, Abraham, Harold and Sanders continued to stare at the leader of the biker group, not saying anything about his declaration about their stuff belonging to this Negan, whoever he was. They didn't answer to his declaration right away as they lost themselves in their thoughts and the questions flying through their heads right now. Who was Negan? Who were these people? What made them think they would just hand over all of their stuff to them just because they told them so?

"...And if you can get your hands on a tank, you're people our person wants to know." The leader of the biker gang spoke up to them a few seconds after realizing they weren't going to answer to his declaration, "So let's get those sidearms, shall we?" He stepped towards them, making a gesture with his hand to make them hand over their weapons to him. He stopped in front of Daryl, "Right now."

Daryl glared at him as he reluctantly reached into his holster and pulled out his pistol. He handed it to the leader of the biker gang as the unknown man thanked him for the cooperation. The leader of the biker man turned away from Daryl and walked over to Duncan, taking his gun from him as well. The unknown man continued to walk from one member of the group from another with the intention of taking their guns from them, making sure to thank him whenever they complied to his demands.

He looked up at Abraham as he stopped in front of him, the ginger haired man being the last person that was approached by the leader of the biker gang, "If you have to eat shit, best not to nibble. Bite, chew, swallow, repeat. It goes quicker." Abraham silently glared at him and pulled out his pistol out of it's holster before handing it to the unknown man, "Thank you."

"Who are you people?" Sanders asked as the leader of the biker gang turned away from Abraham and started to walk back to his group.

The leader of the biker gang looked over his shoulder to look at her, "I get the curiosity, but we have questions ourselves. And we'll be the ones asking them while we drive you back to wherever it is you call home." He stopped next to his motorcycle and turned around to face the group, "Take a gander at where you hang your hats." He pointed one finger upwards, "First, though, your shit. What have you got for us?"

"Yeah, you just took it." Daryl responded, not even trying to hide the hostility in his voice.

The leader of the biker gang rolled his eyes at his answer, knowing it was anything but truth, "Come on. I mean, can we not, okay? There's more. There is always more." When the group in front of him stayed silent, he sighed and turned around to look at his group, "T. R" He pointed at the two people close to him, making them get up from the motorcycles and turned to look at the group in front of him before pointing at Daryl and Duncan, "You two." He sat down on his motorcycle, "Take my two of my boys to the back of the truck, start inside the back bumper, work your way to the front."

T and R walked over to Daryl and Duncan and pushed them towards the back of the fuel truck, forcing them to go there as Abraham, Sasha, Sanders and Harold watched how Daryl and Duncan were forced out of their view. The four of them exchanged glances with each other, trying to find a way out of this situation before turning to look at the group in front of them again.

"Who's Negan?" Abraham asked, breaking his silence.

The leader of the biker gang aimed his pistol at him, "Ding, dong Hell's bells. You see, usually we introduce ourselves by just popping one of you right off the bat. But you seem like reasonable people. I mean, you're sportin' dress blues, for Christ's sake. And, like I said, we're gonna drive you back to where you were. I mean, do you know how awkward it is carpooling with someone whose friend or friends you've just killed? Oof. But I told you not to ask any questions. And then what does this ginger do? So that's that." A click of his gun echoed across the area, "I don't want you to get the wrong impression of me."

"Wait." Sasha exclaimed in worry, stopping the leader of the biker gang from doing anything to Abraham, "You don't have to do this."

"I'm sure we can find a way to work this out." Harold added, trying to make the leader of the biker gun lower his gun.

"Shut up." Abraham shushed them as the leader of the biker gang pulled out the second pistol and aimed it between Sasha and Harold, "Both of you."

Sasha slowly titled her head to look at him, "We're trying to talk with him."

"No, you're not." The leader of the biker gang shook his head, now aiming two pistols at the group as he readied himself to take drastic measures to make them listen to him. Sasha, Sanders and Harold tensed up a little, feeling how the unknown man was seconds away from opening fire at them as Abraham stared at the unknown man. He sighed, lowering his pistols a second later, "I'm not gonna kill you." He stared at them for a few seconds and hummed, "Wait, wait. You know what?" He aimed his pistols at them again. "Yes, I am..."

Before he could pull the trigger of his gun, the part of the road where he and his men were standing was engulfed in a sudden explosion. He and his friends were instantly killed in the explosion as the impact of the explosion knocked Abraham, Sasha, Harold and Sanders to the ground. Abraham, Sasha, Harold and Sanders looked ahead of them, watching how the flames started to devour the remains of the biker gang as Duncan walked into their view, holding a smoking RPG launcher.

"Dude." Harold smiled at Duncan in an impressed manner as he slowly got himself back on his feet, "Wicked."

Sanders looked at him with a slightly worried look on her face, "You okay?"

"I'm fine." Duncan nodded as Daryl approached him from behind, now having a cut on his back, "Daryl needs some patching up to do, though. One of those assholes cut him when we were trying to get our hands on the RPG."

"Son of a bitches were tougher than they looked." Daryl added, looking over his shoulder at the two deceased bodies as Duncan nodded in confirmation. He turned to look at the now deceased biker group, "What a bunch of assholes."

Duncan nodded in agreement, "You can say that again."

Sasha smiled, patting him on his shoulder, "Let's get you fixed up at home."

Daryl nodded at her, "Yes, ma'am."

"I can't wait to get back there." Harold said.

"Me too." Sanders nodded in agreement, "We could use some rest after those past few days."

Abraham spit on the ground, glaring the burning remains of the biker gang leader, "Nibble on that."

Chris held his breath, tightly gripping onto Chef's right hand and Michonne's left hand to make sure he won't be separated from either of them as he and the rest proceeded to make their way through the crowds of the undead. He looked around himself to look at the walkers around him and his group, wanting to know if any of them had recognized him and his group as alive human beings.

He slowly nodded his head to himself, sighing in relief internally after seeing how none of the walkers had recognized them as humans and continued to mind their own business. He looked away from the undead to look at Rick who was at the front of the group, leading his group through the crowds of the undead. The sheriff deputy had led his group near a bush as Michonne, Carl, Chef and Chris looked around themselves, checking their whereabouts and being wary of their new surroundings.

"All right, new plan." Rick started, keeping his voice quiet, "Flares from a few guns aren't enough. Too many walkers, too spread out. We're not going to the armory. We need our vehicles back at the quarry. All of us drive. We'll need to round 'em up. We leave, we come back.

Jessie nodded at him, "Okay?"

"What about Judith? We can't bring her all the way to the quarry. It's too risky." Chef said as Rick pinched the bridge of his nose, knowing Chef was right, "One of us has to split up from the rest and take her someplace safe."

"I'll take her." Gabriel volunteered for the job of taking Judith to a safe place as soon as Chef finished talking, causing everyone to look at him, "Keep her safe in my church until you all lead the walkers away."

Michonne glanced at him, "Can you do this?"

Gabriel nodded at her, "I'm supposed to. I have to. I will."

"All right." Rick replied and looked at Carl. He nodded at his son, telling him to bring Judith to Gabriel without saying any words to him.

Carl nodded in understanding and stepped closer to Gabriel as Chris stopped in front of Carl and Judith in order block the view of them from the walkers to prevent the undead from seeing Judith. Carl carefully took Judith out from underneath the cover he was keeping her hidden in and handed her to Gabriel as Judith started to whimper. Gabriel gently shushed Judith as he put her underneath his bloodied sheets.

"Take Darren." Jessie said as soon as Gabriel hid Judith underneath his bloodied sheets.

Darren shook his head, "No."

Jessie looked at her younger son and looked straight into his eyes as she started trying to convince him to change his mind, "Yes, Darren, it'll be safer."

"I'm not leaving you." Darren told her.

"Darren..." Jessie started to say.

"Mom, I'm not." Darren cut her off, "I can keep going. Please. Please. Let's just go."

"Okay." Jessie nodded at him with an uncertain look on her face, agreeing to let him come with them, because she knew it wasn't the time to start arguments as Rick looked at Gabriel, slightly worried about leaving his daughter in his care out of all people.

"I'm going to keep her safe." Gabriel reassured him.

Rick looked at him with a grateful look on his face, feeling how all the worry left his body when he saw the look on Gabriel's face, "Thank you.

Gabriel turned away from Rick and started to walk towards the church, making sure to gently calm down Judith on his way there, "Shh, shh, shh..."

"He's changed." Chris whispered to Chef, watching Gabriel walk away from them.

"Yeah." Chef nodded in agreement as Gabriel slowly walked out of their way. He looked at Rick, "We should get going. We better hurry if we want to have any change at retaking our home from the walkers."

Rick nodded at him, "Let's go."

With that being said, the group consisting of Rick, Jessie, Carl, Michonne, Chef, Chris, Darren and Ron started to make their way towards their destination again, stumbling their way amogst the crowds of the undead.

Tara looked out of the window at the walkers infesting the streets of Alexandria with a worried look on her face, knowing more worried for Denise and the plans the W man had regarding her with each passing moment. She turned away from the window to look at Gwen and Rosita who were staying with her while Eugene and Trent were watching over Carol and Morgan.

"We have to try." She told him, worry evident in her voice.

"We cannot go out there." Rosita replied, "There are too many of them."

Gwen nodded in agreement, "Going out there is a certain death sentence for all of us right now."

Tara stepped closer to them, trying to make them change their mind, "He's gonna kill her."

"We won't get to her." Rosita pointed out, "Haven't your heard what Gwen just said? Going outside is a certain death sentence for all of us right now."

Tara stopped in front of them, putting her hands in her pockets, "She needs us."

"We'll die." Gwen pointed out, "That is what will happen. We have only one gun left, and the streets are filled with those things."

"That man needs her. Okay?" Rosita added, "She's a doctor. He is sick. And I think we've seen that he knows how to survive. But we need to make sure that Carol and Morgan are okay and then we make a plan. We cannot just go. Okay?"

Tara looked between Rosita and Gwen and nodded, her worried expression not leaving her face, "Okay."

"Carol!" Trent's voice came from the other side of the room as Rosita, Gwen and Tara looked over to the source of it and saw Eugene and Trent slowly bringing Carol back on her feet, "You're awake. Thank God. We were so worried."

"Oh, God." Carol groaned in pain as Trent and Eugene helped her up, "Rosita, gonna need your gun." Eugene returned her knife to her as she quickly holstered it, "Gonna do a sweep of the brownstone. I want to see what other surprises are in here."

Eugene looked down at Morgan and saw him slowly getting up from the floor, "Hey, he's waking up."

Trent knelt down in front of Morgan, "Easy, dude."

Morgan sat up on the floor, rubbing the back of his head in pain and looked around himself, seeing the W man was gone, "Where is he? Where's Denise?"

"He took her, didn't he?" Carol asked.

"He held her at gunpoint. We couldn't do anything." Gwen explained to her and Morgan what happened after they were knocked out by the W man. Carol nodded in understanding and walked over to Rosita as Rosita pulled out her pistol and handed it to her.

"Let's get you up." Eugene said to Morgan, helping him up as Carol walked out of the room.

Denise shivered in fear, feeling the W man pressing the barrel of the pistol against her back as she and the W looked at the walker infested streets in front of them, having taken shelter out of the undead's view close to outside stairs leading down to the basement.

"Easy." The W man told her, trying to make her less scared. It didn't work. The calmless in his voice only made Denise more scared of him. She slowly crouched down, not wanting to look at the walkers for any longer as the W man followed her example and crouched down next to her. He leaned closer to her, looking at her with a creepy smile on his face, "How things turn. When there's an opening, we'll make a break for that tower."

"No." Denise shook her head, doing her best not to look at him, "I'll just slow you down."

"Denise." The W man called out for her. When she didn't react to it, he called out for her again, "Denise." Denise slowly turned to look at him, "You're here... with me. I need you." He gave her a toothy grin, revealing his rotting teeth to her as Denise once again turned away from him, "Maybe I want you to stay 'cause I'm enjoying your company so much. I like what you said before. That I wasn't born this way. You're right. I changed. And now I want to help you change. You've been given a gift, Denise. You'll see that one day. Or maybe you won't."

Denise titled her head to the side, proceeding not to look at him as the W man's smile widened, amused by her actions. He turned away from her and looked upwards, waiting for the perfect opportunity to leave this place with his new friend.

The sun had eventually went down from the top of the sky and was replaced with a moon. Rick, Chef, Chris, Michonne, Carl, Jessie, Ron and Darren continued to make their way through the walker infested streets. The darkness and the walkers was all that was left for the group of eight. They slowly kept going through the herd, getting closer and closer to leaving Alexandria.

Chris held his breath as a pair of walkers almost walked right into him. Fortunely for him and his group, the pair of the undead quickly changed their directions and went in the opposite way instead. Chris couldn't help but wonder about the strange clothes the two walkers had on themselves, because the male of the pair was dressed like a wizard and the female of the pair was dressed like a viking. He quickly pushed those questions out of his mouth, knowing it was not the time for those kind of thoughts.

Darren looked around himself with a slightly nervous look on his face, gladdened and relieved they were close to getting out of Alexandria. It was when something caught his attention in the crowd of the undead. He saw a walker. A walker a of a boy. The boy couldn't have been older than him when he met his unfortunate fate and turned into the walker. Darren froze in his tracks, feeling panic go through his body as the words Carol once told him flew through his head.

"...The monsters will come, and you won't be able to run away when they come for you. The ones out there. And they will tear you apart and eat you up all while you're still alive..."

"Darren." Jessie quietly called out for her son as Darren let go of Rick's hand and took one step backwards, "Darren. Come on, come on. Sweetheart? Darren?"

"You can do it." Rick whispered to Darren, trying to make him less nervous.

"We're close to leaving Alexandria, soldier." Chef gave his own encouraging words, "You can do it. Just think how close to our destination we are right now."

"Darren." Jessie continued to call out for her son, "Darren, come on."

"Darren." Carl quietly called out for Darren.

"Darren..." Ron quietly called out for his brother, trying to make him look at him, "Hey, you can do this. Darren, just look at Mom."

"Honey, you can do it." Jessie continued with his attempts at calming her son down, "Darren, honey, I need you to come with me." Darren let out a whimper as he was on the verge of tears, "I need you to come with me."

"I want to." Darren whimpered.

"I need you to be strong." Jessie told him.

"Darren..." Ron started to say to his brother.

His words died in his throat before he finished the sentence as two walkers appeared out of nowhere and grabbed onto Darren. The undead wasted no time and quickly started feasting on Darren's body, bitting him him into his shoulders and his forehead. Darren looked up, feeling explosions of pain go through his body as the undead started to bring him down to the ground.

"Mom!" He screamed in pain as more walkers walked over to him and started feasting on him.

Jessie scramed, being forced to watch how the walkers just started to feast on her youngest son as she continued to hold Darren's hand, not letting go off it as pain and despair froze her in her spot, blinding her every sense. The walkers around them slowly shifted their attention to her and group, having been allerted there were some humans among them by Jessie's screams.

"Jessie." Carl quietly called out for Jessie as Jessie stopped screaming and stared blankly at the walkers feasting on Darren's body.

"Jessie. We have to go." Chris whispered to her.

Jessie didn't answer to his words as she was too blinded by the loss of her youngest son to do anything. She didn't even react when the walkers came after her and surrounded her. She just closed her, accepting her death as the walkers started bitting into her. Her brain didn't even register the pain she was feeling right now as more and more walkers started feasting on her body.

"No. No..." Rick shook his head, feeling tears forming in his eyes as he just watched how the woman he had developed feeling was just taken by the undead.

Carl started to struggle to keep himself on his feet as Jessie's hand was not letting go off his. He knew someone had to do something quickly as he doubted he would be able to last long, "Dad."

"Rick. Do something." Chef whispered to his friend. He wished he could do it instead as he knew about the attraction Rick formed towards Jessie, but he knew he won't be able to do anything with his knife.

Rick pulled out his hatchet, having broken himself out of shocked state and slammed it across Jessie's arm. He slammed it down on her arm a few more times, cutting it clean off and freeing his son from Jessie's grasp. Carl collapsed on the ground, a gun falling out of his pocket as picked it up from the ground and aimed it at Rick. Rick looked at the last living member of the Anderson family and saw the cold look her was giving him right now.

"You." Ron told him in a completely blank emotionless tone as he continued to aim his gun at Rick, "You..."

Before he could pull the trigger of his gun, Michonne's katana pierced him through his back. Out of his reflex, the gun fired and his dead body collapsed on the ground after Michonne pulled her blade out of his back. Everyone stepped away from Ron's deceased body, not wanting to be near it as the walkers slowly started to gather around it in order to begin their feast.

Rick nodded his head at Michonne, thanking her for saving his life as Michonne nodded back at him. Michonne stepped away from Ron, joining Chef and Chris as the walkers around them wasted no time and immediately started feasting on Ron's deceased body. Rick, Michonne, Chef and Chris slowly turned to look towards where Carl was standing and felt how their eyes widened in pure shock after they saw the state Rick's son was in right now.

Carl slowly lifted his gaze up to look at his group and especially his dad, revealing his right eye was now gone to them, "Dad..."

"...Carl." Rick quietly called out for his son in a mixture of shock and worry as Carl collapsed on the ground, having lost his consciousness.

Chef gasped with a mixture of shock and concern on his face, "Carl..."

"Jesus." Chris shook his head, his eyes refusing to close.

Rick quickly went over to the unconscious body of his son and quickly picked up from the ground, carrying him in the bridal style. He quickly started running in the direction of the clinic, praying Denise and Bridgette will be there as Michonne, Chef and Chris quickly got themselves in front of him. Not wasting any time, Michonne, Chef and Chris started killing every walker in their way to make sure they will reach the clinic as quickly as possible.

The basement was quiet. Carol remained on the upper floor of the house and didn't came down to talk with her group even once. Tara continued to look out of the window, looking at the walkers infesting the streets of Alexandria in worry as Gwen shook her head and sighed. She looked away from her, understanding she was worried for Denise and sat down on the floor.

The goth looked ahead of himself to look at Trent. Trent didn't notice her looking at him as he and Rosita were looking at Eugene who was looking at the machete in his hands right now. She stared at him for a few more seconds, before shaking her head to push the thoughts she had going through her mind right not away. Morgan was sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall as he left himself with his thoughts regarding the W man.

Eugene turned away from the machete he was looking at for the few minutes and looked at Rosita and Trent. He nodded his head at them, "Sooner or later, we're fighting our way out. I know that you two are fully aware that we will."

"Yeah..." Rosita nodded at him, "We will."

Trent nodded in agreement, "Sooner or later we will find a way how to fight our way out."

"You will not join us, though." Rosita told him.

"Well, by my reckoning..." Eugene started to say.

"Eugene." Rosita cut him off, preventing him from saying more as Trent looked at Eugene with an interested look on his face, seeing something he hadn't seen in him before.

The W looked up to take a look at the walker infested street in front of him and felt a grin form on his face as he saw the undead heading in the direction of the shot and whoever was responsible for it, leaving a gap he and Denise could use to leave Alexandria. He nodded his head to himself, knowing it was the opportunity he was waiting for ever since he and Denise left the basement together.

"They're moving towards the gun." He informed Denise about the current situation on the street right now, "That shout. I suppose someone thought they could put up a fight. I guess you all thought that."

"We did put up a fight." Denise told him as she slowly got up and looked at the street in front of them as well, "That's why your friends are dead."

"Yeah." The W nodded, knowing there was no need of denying it as it was the truth, "We should've waited and watched a little longer. I was selfish." He took a few steps towards Denise and stopped next to her, grinning widely, "But maybe if I wasn't so selfish, I wouldn't have got that IV. We're gonna find a gap and go. Up that guard tower and over the wall." He put his hand on Denise's shoulder, making her look at him, "You don't need to be afraid."

Denise titled her head to the side to look at him, "Go to hell."

"You need to know it's safer out there than it is in here." The W man grinned at her words, liking her more with each passing second, "Start moving." When Denise didn't move from her place, he tightened his grip on her shoulder, "Start moving." Having no other choice but to comply to his demands, Denise moved towards the stairs. The two of them slowly and quietly started moving their way up the stairs, "Now, straight up that guard post and do not stop." They stopped for a second after reaching the top of the staircase, "Go."

He pushed her forward as Denise quickly started making her way towards the guard post. The W man wasted no time and quickly followed her, growing more excited as he knew he was moments away from leaving this place. He and Denise stopped in their tracks for a second after almost almost reaching their destination, having been spotted by the walker close to the guard post.

He quickly made his way to the walker and stabbed it in the head, killing it. He pulled his knife out of it's head, making it's lifeless corpse collaps on the ground and turned to look around at Denise. A walker lunged for Denise, grabbing her by her shoulders as Denise clenched her teeth, struggling to fight it off. Having no idea why he did this, the W rushed over to her to help her.

He stabbed the walker Denise was fighting with in the head, getting rid of the threat as a walker approached him from the side and sunk it's teeth in his arm. He clenched his teeth in pain and stabbed the walker in the head, freeing his arm from it's grasp. He let out a deep breath in pain, putting his hand on his bitten arm and turned to look at Denise, not understanding why he decided to help her when he could have easily climb up the guard post.

"Let's go." Denise told him with a grateful look on her face, earning a confused look from him, "Come with me, now. You get me to the infirmary, I save your life." She looked at him wit a reassuring look on her face as the other walkers on the streets noticed them and started walking towards them, "I'll save your life."

The W man nodded at her, believing her promise for some unknown reason to him. He couldn't help but feel confused about how he was acting right now. He didn't know why he believed, just like he didn't know why he saved her. He quickly grabbed Denise, making sure she will be close to him as the two of them started to make their way towards the clinic.

Carol took a look at the walker infested streets outside, sitting on the chair as she continued to hold the pistol Rosita had given her earlier. She turned away from the streets a few seconds later, hearing someone coming towards her. She stood up from the chair and aimed the pistol in the direction of this person. It was when Morgan appeared in her view as he made his way to the upper floor of the house. She glared at him as she lowered the pistol and looked at the streets again.

"You had a child. Right?" Morgan asked her, recognizing it from experience as he too had a child who he had lost, "A husband?" Carol remained silent, keeping her eyes on the streets, "I didn't want to hurt you, I just had to stop you..."

"You saved him for you, not us." Carol pointed out, cutting him off, "If it was for us, you would've..." She paused for a second and shook her head, feeling how tears were forming in her eyes, "I should've killed you. I should've."

"You can't." Morgan replied as he turned away from her and made his way back to the garage, leaving her all alone.

The W man pushed the door of the closest house open, making his way inside it as Denise quickly followed him inside and closed the door to prevent the walkers from entering it. She quickly walked over to the W man and took off his belt, intending to wrap it around his bitten man as the W man stared blankly ahead of himself, leaving himself in his own thoughts of his own actions.

"The infirmary's right across the alley. We need to get you there now." Denise told him, wrapping the belt around him to stop him from losing too much blood as the W man continued to stare ahead of himself. "Hey!"

The W man slowly turned to look at her after her scream, "The ladder was clear. Could've made it."

"You turned back for me." Denise smiled slightly at him, "Maybe it was because you needed a doctor, or maybe you changed. You ready?"

The W man nodded at her, letting her know he was ready to move out without saying anything to her. Denise nodded back at him and turned away from towards the garage. She walked into the garage, followed by the W man. They walked over to the garage door and exchanged glances with each other, giving each other one last confirmation they were ready to leave the house.

They quickly opened the garage door and ran into the walker filled street, earning the attention of the nearby walkers. The W man quickly took the lead, pushing away every walker he had come across in his way to make sure Denise will make it to the clinic safely as Denise quickly followed him, making sure to stay away from the walkers the W man had pushed away from her to keep her safe.

"Come on!" The W man shouted after pushing away another walker to clear the way for Denise. He stopped in his tracks and held out his hand towards her, "Come on...!"

His words died in his throat when he felt how a couple of bullets hit him in the chest as a few shot rang out from above him and Denise. He and Denise looked up and saw Carol standing on the balcony of the house in front of them, aiming her smoking pistol right at him.

"Go!" Carol shouted to Denise as the undead started to surround Denise and the W man.

A walker lunged for Denise, using the fact Denise was in shock after seeing Carol shot the W man to it's advantage. The W man quickly came in Denise's rescue and pushed it to the ground along with himself, ensuring her safety. He didn't get up from the ground, though after making sure the walker was away from Denise. He wanted to make sure all of the walkers around him and Denise had their attention on him as this way he could make sure Denise will reach the clinic safely.

"Go!" He told her as Denise looked at him with a guilty look on his face, feeling bad for leaving him behind for the walkers.

Denise pushed herself herself into run towards the clinic, not looking back at the W man as she knew looking back at him would only make her feel more guilty about his death and leaving him behind for the undead. Carol raised her brow at the scene in confusion, not understanding why the W man would sacrifice his life for Denise as the walkers wasted no time and started feasting on the W man.

Denise made her way to the clinic without any problem, having gotten enough time to reach it after the W's man sacrifice. She reached her hand forward to grab the door handle, wanting to open the door, but someone else already did this for her. She rushed into the clinic and looked around herself, wanting to know who was in the clinic right now. She saw Bridgette, Aaron, Brick, Jo, Heath, Sky and Spencer.

Bridgette looked at her with a worried look on her face, "Denise. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Denise replied and asked her own question, "What about your patients?"

"They're fine." Bridgette responded, "All of them were moved upstairs just in case if the walkers will break into the clinic."

Jo looked out of the window and her eyes widened when she saw Michonne, Chris and Chef fighting off the walkers as Rick with wounded Carl in his arms were right behind them, "Holy shit."

"What is it?" Aaron asked.

"Take a look yourself." Jo replied as Aaron, Bridgette and Heath looked out of the window to see what was happening outside right now, "It's the kid."

Bridgette's eyes widened the moment she saw Carl in Rick's arms, "Oh my God, Carl!"

"What happened to him?" Heath asked.

Bridgette quickly turned away from the window and looked at Denise, "Denise. We need to get everything ready. Now."

"Alright. I'm on it." Denise nodded at her as she and Bridgette quickly went into the clinic to get everything done. Heath, Brick, Sky and Aaron quickly followed them into the clinic as Spencer and Jo stayed close to the door, wanting to be there to open it after Rick, Carl, Michonne, Chris and Chef will reach the clinic.

"Everyone. We need bandages. Top shelf, next to the sink. Two IVs from the fridge and all the clean towels you can find." Bridgette told Heath, Brick and Sky what she and Denise were going to need to patch up. The three of them wasted no time and quickly followed her instructions.

"Aaron, help me with the the gurney." Denise said, moving towards the gurney as Aaron nodded at her and ran up to her. She and Aaron quickly started moving the gurney closer to the door as Jo opened the door, letting Rick, Carl, Michonne, Chris and Chef into the clinic before closing it again.

"This is a gunshot?" Denise asked as Bridgette gasped after seeing the state Carl was in right now.

"Yes." Chef confirmed, taking the bloodied sheets off of him as Rick laid Carl down on the gurney, "Close range."

"Please save him." Rick muttered, looking down at his son as Chris and Michonne took off their own bloodied sheets, "Please."

"We'll do our best, Rick." Bridgette replied, having broken herself out of her shocked state as Michonne took the bloodied sheets off of him. She ran over to the gurney, focusing her entire attention on Carl, "I promise."

Rick pinched the bridge of his nose as everyone in the clinic continued to work on saving Carl's life. He turned away from the scene, not wanting to look at it as the voices of everyone around him became quiet. He walked over to the nearest window and moved the curtain away, taking a look at the walker infested streets. As he continued to look at the walkers outside, he felt how something he could describe as a pure rage and a desire. Desire for revenge. He reached his holstered hatchet and pulled it our, readying himself for what he was about to do and opened the front door to the clinic.

"Rick?" Chris called out for him, having just noticed what Rick was doing as Rick walked out of the clinic, "What are you doing?"

"Rick!" Michonne called out for him in worry as Rick completely ignored their worried cries and closed the door behind him, "Rick!"

Rick walked over to the closest walker and placed his hatchet right at the top of it's head, killing it. He kicked it away from him as the walkers around him quickly noticed him and started to make his way towards him. He didn't care about it, though. The only thing he cared about right now was killing every last one of them. He started swinging his hatchet around, killing every walker close to him as the undead started to surround him.

"Rick's out there." Michonne said, worry evident in her voice as Bridgette was patching up Carl's face.

"Hold on." Bridgette replied, focusing on her work, "Just one more suture."

"But he's out there." Michonne argued as Chef and Chris paced back and forth, fighting an urge to go outside and help Rick.

"This is son." Bridgette looked up from Carl at Michonne for second, "It'll take just a second. Okay?"

"He's taking them all on." Aaron said, "We have to go get him."

"You're right." Brick nodded in agreement, "We already lost enough people in the last few days. We're not letting anyone else die."

"It's time to take our home away from those undead freaks." Jo nodded, more than ready to rush outside and help Rick.

Spencer looked between all three of them like they were crazy, "What?"

Heath looked at Spencer and nodded at him, letting him know he was agreeing with them, "We have to."

"This is it." Sky added.

"Okay." Bridgette nodded, "Got it."

"Go." Denise told Michonne, Chris and Chef, "Me and Bridgette will take it from here."

Michonne kissed Carl on the forehead. before grabbing her katana and running out of the clinic to help Rick outside. Chris and Chef didn't think twice and immediately followed her the moment they saw her grab her katana, both of them ready to face off the undead on the streets. Brick, Jo, Sky, Heath and Aaron followed them as Spencer watched them leave with an uncertain look on his face for a few seconds before following them.

Bridgette turned to look at Denise after they were left alone in the clinic with Carl, "You ready, Denise?"

"Yes." Denise nodded with a confident look on her face, "Let's save him."

Bridgette smiled at the confidence Denise showed in her skills, "Good."

Rick pushed one walker away from him and he continued to make his way through the streets of Alexandria, making sure to kill every walker in his way. The walkers continued to make their way towards him, more than ready to make a meal out of him. Rick paid no attention to the fact the undead were surrounding him from each side, though. All he cared about right now was finding another walker he could with his hatchet.

He looked over his shoulder, having just heard someone run towards him and saw Michonne, Chris, Chef, Brick, Jo, Sky, Heath, Spencer and Aaron rushing over to help him. The group of nine reached him a few seconds later. Not wasting any time, they started killing the walkers with their weapons to make sure to leave as many undead dead as possible. The group stayed close to each other, not wanting to get separated from each other as they fought off the undead together.

They had no idea their neighbours were watching them from the houses they had taken shelter in when the walkers invaded their home earlier today. Bruce, Eric, Olivia, Francine, Zoey, B, Leshawna, Heather, Kitty, Emma, Noah and Izzy one of the many people who were watching them fight off the walkers together. Many of them clenched their hands, debating with themselves if they should join Rick in his battle against the walkers or not.

Some of them didn't thought for long when it came to the decision of joining their group outside. Heather kicked the door of the house she had taken shelter in with Leshawna and rushed into the streets, wanting to join Rick and her group as quickly as possible. Leshawna was right behind her. They reached their group a few seconds later, having already killed a few walkers at this point.

Izzy and Noah were among people who didn't thought for long as well. They made her decision to join Rick as soon they saw him and their group group fighting the walkers on the streets. Emma and Kitty watched them rush out of the house into the streets and exchanged glances with each other. The two sisters nodded at each other, knowing what to do next. They grabbed the nearest weapon they could find right now and ran out of the house, following Izzy and Noah into the streets.

"Knock 'em away. Drive 'em down!" Rick shouted as he looked around himself, seeing more people joining him. He saw Izzy, Noah, Emma, Kitty, Olivia, Eric, Bruce, Francine, Zoey, B and many other people he did not know the name of rushing out of their shelters with various weapons in their hands with the intention of joining him in his battle against the undead, "We can beat 'em. We can beat 'em!"

Gabriel watched everything out of the window of the church where he had taken Judith after splitting up from his group. He nodded his head to himself after watching his group fight off the walkers together, having decided what he should do right now. He ran away from the walkers ever since all of this started. He was not going to run away from for any longer.

He turned away from the window and looked at the people who just like him had taken shelter in the church, trying to calm down Judith who let out another whimper. Tobin, Lorenzo, Chet and Rock were one of those people. The people inside the church didn't pay much attention to what was happening outside right now as they were praying together for the salvation of their home.

He stopped in front of the nearby woman, "Will you take her?"

The woman looked up at him and took Judith away from him, "Of course."

"Thank you." Gabriel looked at her with a grateful look on his face and moved towards the machete on the chair. He picked it up and walked over to the door, ready to head out and help his group take back their home.

"Gabriel." Tobin called out for him, stopping him from leaving the church, "What are you doing?"

Gabriel looked around everyone around him, seeing how everyone were looking at him questioningly, "We've been praying... together. Praying that God will save our town. Well, our prayers have been answered. God will save Alexandria... because God has given us the courage to save it ourselves."

Those were the words he said to the people in the church. He opened the door and walked out of the church, making sure to close the door behind him as everyone silently watched him go outside. Lorenzo clenched his good hand, finding courage within him as he stepped towards the door with the intention of following Gabriel and helping his people. Tobin, Chet and Rock followed him. The four of them quickly left the church and followed Gabriel into the streets, making their way towards their people.

Tara turned away from the window she was looking out of since the W man had taken Denise with him and walked over to her group, wanting to inform them about her most recent observation, "Guys, it's thinning out there in front."

Carol walked down the steps, joining her group in the basement as she wanted to fill them in about what was happening outside right now, "We need to get out there. Rick's making a stand."

"How's that?" Eugene asked as he looked at Carol with an interested look on his face. Everyone else seemed interested in learning more about it as well.

"He's out there fighting them with Michonne and some others." Carol explained as everyone gathered around her, "It's time. Up the alley. I'm going." She glanced at Tara, patting her shoulder, "Denise is safe."

"Did you see her?" Tara asked as a massive wave of relief went through her body."

"Yeah, she made it to the infirmary." Carol nodded in confirmation, sending Morgan a quick glance. She turned away from her group, making her way towards the exit from the exit, "I'm gonna go help Rick."

"I'm going, too." Morgan said as he followed her.

Tara nodded, following them, "I'm with you."

"Let's get this done." Gwen said as she followed her group.

Trent wasted no and followed them, "You can count me in."

Rosita nodded as she followed them, "All right, me, too."

"Right behind you." Eugene said, making Rosita and Trent stop in their tracks and looked at him.

"Eugene, you don't have to." Rosita told him.

"That's incorrect. I do." Eugene responded, his tone void of any fear, "No one gets to clock out today and, hell, this is a story people are gonna tell."

Trent smiled proudly at Eugene, patting his shoulder, "I couldn't have put it better myself, Eugene."

After making sure everyone was close the door and ready to fight, Carol opened the front door to the building and quickly rushed into the streets. Trent, Gwen, Rosita, Tara, Morgan and Eugene quickly followed her. The group of seven started fighting off the walkers on the streets, fighting their way to their group as they did their best to make sure it took them as little time as possible.

Morgan slammed his stick against the walker he had just came across in his way, knocking it to the ground. He quickly moved to finish it off as the walker slowly looked up at him, reveling itself to be the W man. The W man snarled at him, blood coming from the multiple bite wounds he had gotten on his body after saving Denise's life. Morgan looked at him with an apologetic look on his face, wishing things had turned out differently.

"I'm sorry." He told him as he bashed his head with his stick, killing him for good.

Glenn, Enid, Alejandro, Geoff and Brody rushed along the fence, having managed to make their way into Alexandria. The group of five ran as fast as their legs could carry them, intending to put their plan of rescuing Maggie into action as fast as they could. They saw the situation Maggie found herself in and knew she was in a desperate need of saving, because the guard tower was not going to last for long with all those walkers surrounding it.

Their assumptions about the guard tower became true when they reached Maggie and saw the guard tower was moments away from collapsing. The group split up right after. Glenn, Geoff and Alejandro quickly started killing the undead around them, making sure the walkers had their attention on them as Enid and Brody went to make sure Maggie was safe.

"Hey!" Glenn shouted, firing his gun at the walkers around him to earn their attention.

"We're here!" Geoff added as he swung his machete at the walker he had just ran into and cut off it's head.

"Come get us!" Alejandro added his own part as well as he used his tomahawk to kill the walker in front of him.

Their plan seemed to work as the walkers quickly forgot about Maggie and the guard tower and started to make their way towards them. Using this to their advantage, Enid and Brody quickly started climbing up the guard tower, intending to reach Maggie as quickly as they could. Maggie quickly looked in the direction of the shots, wanting to know what was happening and saw her husband and friends fighting off the undead.

"Glenn!" She called out for Glenn, concerned for her husband as more and more walkers surrounding him, Alejandro and Geoff.

"Maggie!" Enid's voice rang through her ears a few seconds later.

"Look over here, dudette!" Brody's voice added as Maggie looked in the direction of their voices and saw them making their way towards them.

"Enid. Brody." She called out for them upon setting her eyes on them as Brody and Enid quickly made their way to her, joining her on the guard tower.

Not wasting any time, Brody and Enid quickly started preparing everything to safely get Maggie of the guard tower as Maggie quickly turned away from them to look at her husband and friends again. She started growing more worried for them, especially for Glenn as more and more walkers were surrounding them. Brody and Enid finished tying up the line they were going to use to get Maggie off the guard tower a few seconds later and looked at Geoff, Glenn and Alejandro as they were equally as worried for them as Maggie was.

Glenn, Geoff and Alejandro did their best to fight off the walkers around them, making sure to be as quick as they could when it came to killing the undead. Despise the fact they were slowly getting surrounded, they didn't worry about the undead too much. Their combined efforts were more than enough to make sure the walkers won't kill them. They didn't even want to imagine what would happen if only one of them was fighting off all those walkers.

It was multiple gunshots came from the distance as all of the walkers around them hit the ground like a ton of bricks with bullet holes in their heads. Alejandro, Geoff and Glenn looked in the direction of it and saw Abraham, Sasha and Sanders firing their weapons at the walkers. Sanders and Sasha proceeded to fire their guns at the walkers as Abraham stopped firing his M16 for a second.

"Can either of you get the gate?" He asked as Glenn, Geoff and Alejandro stared at him silently, "Appreciate it, all of you."

He laughed and opened fire at the walkers again as he, Sanders and Sasha made sure to kill every walker in the area. Geoff smiled, realizing Duncan, Harold, Sanders, Abraham, Sasha and Daryl had returned just in time to help them. He pushed himself into run towards the gate as Glenn and Alejandro followed him. They quickly followed the gate, allowing Daryl and Duncan drive their vehicles into Alexandria.

Abraham, Sanders and Sasha stopped firing the walkers as soon as Daryl parked the fuel truck close to the guard tower. They climbed into the top of the fuel truck, wanting to help Brody and Enid in getting Maggie to safety. They quickly started helping him, not wasting any time as as Glenn went into the fuel truck to talk with Daryl about their current situation. Geoff and Alejandro went to talk with Duncan and Harold as Duncan got himself of his motorcycle as Harold pulled out his knife, ready to fight the walkers.

"Come on, we got you." Sasha said as Maggie carefully climbed her way to the top of the fuel truck with the help of Abraham, Sasha, Sanders, Brody and Enid.

"Guys." Geoff smiled at Duncan and Harold, "You have no idea how good it is to see you right now."

Harold smiled back at him and nodded, "Same here."

"What the hell happened here?" Duncan asked Geoff and Alejandro, hoping he will get any explanation from them as Harold nodded at the question, wanting to learn what happened as much as Duncan did.

"I don't know, guys." Geoff gave his friends an honest answer, "We just got back ourselves."

"The walkers are scattered right now. We can use your vehicles to lead some of them." Alejandro suggested.

"No. Don't worry. We have already came up with a plan. We won't have to lead them away." Harold responded as Geoff and Alejandro looked at him with a curious look on their faces. The nerd looked away from the party animal for a second and glanced at Daryl. He nodded his head at him and Daryl nodded back, slamming his hand a few times against the ceiling of the fuel truck to let Sasha, Sanders and Abraham know they were putting their plan into action.

The group proceeded to make their way through the streets of Alexandria and continued to kill every walker in their way, leaving more and more dead on the streets the longer they fought the undead. They group didn't stop even for a second. The only thing they cared about right now was making sure there wasn't a single walker left in their home right now.

They were unaware of what Daryl and his group were planning right now. Daryl had driven the fuel truck to the pond and got himself out his vehicle. The Dixon made his way to the vehicle and started pouring the fuel from the fuel truck in the pond as Duncan, Sanders, Sasha, Enid, Glenn, Brody, Geoff and Alejandro stepped closer to the walkers, wanting to keep the undead away from the fuel truck.

The group fighting the walkers of the streets slowly slowed down in their steps, having just reached a place in Alexandria where they won't be able to go much further as a fence was stopping them from doing any further. The group stopped in their tracks for a second, waiting for Rick to give them his order on what to do next. It didn't stop them from killing the walkers, though as more and more walkers were ending up dead on the ground.

"Move it! Back up!" Rick shouted to his group, voicing the next step in his plan to them. He didn't had to repeat himself. His group immediately followed his instruction.

Abraham climbed into the driver's seat of the fuel truck where Maggie was sitting in the passenger's seat as Duncan, Sanders, Sasha, Enid, Glenn, Brody, Geoff and Alejandro continued to fight off the walkers in front of the vehicle. He started up to the fuel truck, driving it away from the pond as Daryl was standing on top of the fuel truck with a loaded RPG next to him.

"All right, that's it!" The Dixon shouted a few seconds later after making sure the fuel truck was in a safe distance from the fuel filled pond.

He slammed his fist against the fuel truck, making Abraham stop the vehicle and quickly picked up the RPG. He took a few step towards the pond, making sure he won't miss his shot and aimed the RPG at the fuel filled pond. He fired the launcher at the fuel filled pond and the RPG grenade hit the middle of the pond just a second later. The pond bursted into flames as soon as the RPG grenade collided with it.

The group fighting the walkers of the streets stopped what they were doing right now for a few seconds after they heard an explosion in the distance. They glanced in the direction of the explosion and saw flames caused by whatever had just exploded. Many of the walkers around them quickly forgot about the people they were fighting with right now and started making their way towards source of the explosion and the flames.

"Don't let up!" Rick shouted, turning his attention away from the flames in the distance as he swung his hatchet at the walker in front of him, killing it.

It was all he needed to say. His group wasted no time and followed his orders. They advanced forward in the direction of the explosion and whoever was responsible for causing it. They didn't have much trouble killing the walkers as most of the walkers had their back turned to them, having completely forgotten about them because of the explosion. The group wasted no time and killed every walker in their way, doing their best to take back their home from them with their combined efforts.

Glenn stabbed one walker in the head, killing it instantly and quickly pulled his knife out of it's head, before moving towards another walker...

Morgan swung his stick, using it to knock the walker to the ground, before stabbing it in the back of it's head...

Geoff swung his machete at the walker in front of him, cutting it's head clean off...

Alejandro stabbed the walker in the middle of it's forehead, before kicking it's now lifeless body away from him...

Brody looked between all of his directions, trying to see where the closest walker was to him right now as he tightened his grip around his knife. He noticed one walker coming towards him from his right and swung his knife at it, making sure it joined many other deceased walkers on the ground...

Daryl stabbed one walker in the head, ending it's misery and quickly moved towards another walker in his way, before doing the same thing to it...

Duncan killed the walker in front of him and quickly made sure the walker behind it shared it's fate, wielding his knife in his right hand and an arrow to his bow in his left one.

Harold swung his knife whenever a walker was unfortune enough to find itself close to him, using his mad skills in the best way he could in this situation...

Sanders made sure to leave each walker in her way dead, doing everything she could to protect the good home she had desired for so long...

Maggie clenched her teeth, having just ended the life of one walker and quickly titled her head to the side to look at closest walker...

Trent swung his machete at the walker had just made his way to, separating it's chin from the rest of it's face...

Gwen kicked the walker away from her, making sure it was going to be in a safe distance from her and stabbed it in the right side of it's head with her machete. The walker stopped in it's tracks, hanging motionlessly from Gwen's machete as Gwen quickly pulled her machete out of it's head to make sure she will be ready to kill another undead...

Sasha kicked one walker in the knee, bringing it down to it's knees and stabbed it in head with her knife, killing it for good...

Heather pulled her pickax out of the walker's forehead, having just ended it's life with her weapon and quickly repeated her action on another walker she saw standing in her way of freeing her home from them.

Leshawna clenched her teeth, having just used her knife to end the life of a walker that dared to approach her...

Eugene stepped to the side, making sure the walker he had just killed with his machete was not going to fall on top of him...

Gabriel repeatedly swung his machete at the walker in front of him, cutting it's face into pieces. He didn't stop until he made sure the undead wasn't dead...

Noah clenched his teeth, having just stabbed one walker through it's head with his knife and quickly pulled his knife out of it's head to make sure he won't leave himself vulnerable for the others walkers around him...

Izzy pulled her hunting knife out of the head of the walker she had stumbled upon a few seconds ago, keeping the weapon she had been using since the very beginning of all this ready for every opportunity to kill the undead she was going to get...

Emma swung her hammer at the closest walker and hit the top of it's head, causing many bloody pieces to splatter around her and the now deceased walker. She glared at the walkers around her, showing them she was not going to ignore their existance for any longer as pulled her hammer out from the top of it's head and brought it closer to herself, making sure she was going to be ready when another monster will dare to approach her...

Kitty let out a deep breath, pulling her meat cleaver out of the head of the walker she had just killed as she made sure keep herself safe while she was making sure her home will be freed from the undead that had invaded it...

Tara clenched her teeth, swinging her knife at every walker she had set her eyes on...

Tobin hit the walker he had chosen as his next victim with his baseball bat, breaking it's chin before hitting it again, this time managing to kill it for good..

Lorenzo gritted his teeth, making sure to keep the grip on the knife he was wielding in his good hand as he pulled it away from the head of the walker he had just killed. He glared at the walkers around him, showing them he was not afraid anymore.

Chet crushed the skull of the walker in front of him with his baseball bat, making sure to make a good use of his weapon...

Carol swung her knife at every walker she had managed to set her eyes on, making sure to leave no survivors on the side of the undead...

Michonne twirled around and swung her katana at the walker in front of her, cutting it's head clean off...

Chris kicked the body of a walker he had just killed away from him to make sure it didn't blind his vision of his surroundings and looked around himself, making sure every unfortunate walker around him was not going to invade the streets of his new home for any longer...

Chef knocked the walker on the ground and stepped on it with it's boot, making it's head explode into many bloody pieces. He was going to protect this place no matter what to make sure those kids will finally have a safe place they can call their home...

Abraham hit the walker in the head with the butt of his M16, making it stumble backwards before stepping closer to it and hitting it again. The walker collapsed on the ground because of how firm Abraham's attack was as Abraham hit it in the head with the butt of his machine rifle for the third time, making it's explode into pieces and covering the ground beneath it in blood...

Rock wiped the blood of his right cheek with his sleeve, having just managed to crush the skull of the undead with his hammer. His best friend may have been gone and nothing was going to bring him, but it wasn't going to make him give up on himself and the place he had called his home since all of this started...

Aaron swung his knife at the walker around him and ended it's life by stabbing it right in the brain, wasting no time in clearing his home out of those things...

Brick knocked the walker to the ground with a firm punch to it's head and stabbed it a few times in it's head with his knife to make sure it won't be able threat to him and his friends, doing his duty to protect his home and the people living in it...

Jo swung her machete around herself as she killed one walker after another, doing the thing she knew she was an expert in. Killing walkers...

Rosita stepped closer to the walker in front of her and quickly ended it's life with a simple stab to it's head...

Spencer hit the walker in the head with the butt of his rifle, knocking it away from him...

Bruce swung his baseball bat at the walker, hitting it in the chin and making it stumble away from him...

Francine gritted her teeth, swinging her baseball bat at the walker coming towards her to make sure it will not possess any danger to anyone anymore...

B made sure his eyes didn't left the undead around him and his friends as he tightened his grip around hammer, protecting his home to the best of his abilities...

Zoey used her knife on every walker she had managed to come across in her way, putting everything she had been taught by the members of Rick's group and Jo to good use...

Sky stabbed one walker right in the brain with her knife and quickly moved towards another walker standing in her way on her mission of ensuring her home was safe again...

Heath used his right hand to grab a walker by it's shoulder, holding it close to him and quickly followed this action by stabbing the undead right in it's brain, killing it for good. He quickly let go off the walker, making it's lifeless body fall to the ground and looked around himself in search for another target...

Rick looked down at the walker below him and swung his hatchet at it, placing it right between it's eyes in the middle of it's forehead...

Everyone proceeded to swing at their weapons at the walkers around them, continuing to kill each undead in their way and making sure their home will be completely freed from them and their grasp. Everyone just kept going and fighting to free their home from the monsters infesting it. Thanks to the combined efforts of everyone who decided to take part in the fight against the undead and with the help of the flames caused by Daryl, they managed to reclaim their home from the walkers.

Their large family had won the battle against the undead...

The sun had slowly started to rise above the now freed Alexandria. The aftermath of the walker herd invasion was messy. The streets of Alexandria were filled with dozens of lifeless unmoving bodies of the undead and everyone were certain it will take them a long time to clean the streets. Everyone were taking some well deserved rest after a long night of fighting the undead.

Everyone were gathered close to the clinic where they either have been taking their well deserved rest or receiving medical attention from Denise or Bridgette inside it after getting hurt by something the day before. All of them looked like they could use a good night of sleep or two. All of their clothes were covered in blood of the walkers they had killed last night and all of their weapons were bloody and in a need of cleaning.

Noah and Emma glanced at each other and exchanged smiles, both of them gladdened they had managed to retake their home from the undead and feeling optimistic for the future of their home. Kitty smiled, having just observed their interaction from where she stood. Abraham and Izzy looked at each other and exchanged smiles, both of having the cigars between their teeth as they finally had the cigar they promised each other back when they first met.

Duncan crossed his arms, leaning against the clinic as he glanced at Harold. He saw his friend sitting on Leshawna's knees with a flushed look on his face as Leshawna seemed to whisper something to him. Duncan shook his head in an amused manner, feeling happy for them as he shifted his gaze to look at Sanders who was standing next to him. He smiled at her and Sanders smiled back, gladdened she had managed to keep the home she was searching for so long for herself and her group as she felt a small blush forming on her face.

Jo looked around herself with a smile on her face as she was happy to see how many of her neighbours had joined the fight against the undead last night. She nodded to herself, feeling relieved about the future of this place as she knew her neighbours were sheltered as they used to be. She shifted her gaze to Brick as Brick walked over to her with a smile on his face, informing her Buttons had safely survived the invasion of the undead in the horse stable. Jo smiled at him and nodded as Aaron and Eric smiled as well, having overheard this as they were sitting close to Jo.

Zoey glanced at Duncan and Sanders and smiled at them after seeing them having a conversation with each other. It didn't look Duncan and Sanders long to notice her staring at them. Sanders smiled at her, offering her a quick wave as Duncan nodded at her. Zoey nodded back at them and shifted her gaze to B, smilling at him. Her friend smiled back at her, having both of his hands in his pockets.

B looked away from Zoey and looked around himself. He nodded his head to himself, more than ready to put Reg's plans of expansion of their home into action as soon as they will be able to go back to work. It was the best way of honoring Reg and Cameron. He was going to do this to honor everyone from his home who had lost their lives who lost their lives in the events that recently took place in their home.

Lorenzo rested his hand stump on his knees, sitting on the stairs of the porch as he stared at the bodies of the undead in front of him, feeling proud with him, because for once in his life he did not chicken out and was able to help his group in retaking their home from the undead. He titled his head when someone elbowed him and set his eyes on Chet and Rock who were sitting next to him. Chet and Rock smiled at him and Lorenzo smiled back, both of them gladdened they managed to get their home back.

Alejandro smiled to himself as Heather rested her head on his shoulder, smilling as well. Both of them were happy they and their group managed to take Alexandria back from the walkers and keep it for themselves, despise the loses their new home had suffered in the last few days. Alejandro titled his head slightly to the side and saw Enid looking at him. She nodded her head at him, letting him know he and Glenn were right about everything and she was going to stay in Alexandria without saying any words to him. Alejandro nodded back at her and smiled, happy she came to her senses.

Chef looked around everyone around him with a proud smile on his face. Words couldn't describe how proud he was of each person around him right now. All of them had came together last night and faced the walkers, despise being massively outnumbered and came out victorious. If there something a military man like him would be proud of, then it would definitely be something like this.

He titled his head to the side to look at Abraham and Izzy. They must have exchanged a joke with each other, because they laughed at each other as they proceeded to smoke their cigars. Abraham saw Chef looking at him and nodded and smiled at him. Chef smiled back at his fellow military man as Abraham reached behind him and pulled out a fresh cigar. Abraham motioned him to come over, holding out the fresh cigar towards him. Chef walked over to him and Izzy, feeling like he deserved a good cigar after everything.

Chris stepped away from the wall he was leaning against for the past several moments and walked over to the door to the clinic, wanting to see how everyone who was inside it was doing right now as he hadn't checked on them until now. He grabbed the door handle and walked into the clinic. He stopped in the doorway and looked around himself, wanting to see where everyone was right now.

He saw Scott laying on the bed in the corner of the clinic. He wasn't unconscious, though. He had managed to regain his consciousness at some point before he went into the clinic. Chris smiled to himself, gladdened managed to Scott was survive, despise being in a pretty bad state when he, Michonne Sky and Heath had brought him to Alexandria.

He looked away from Scott for a second and saw Daryl and Denise. Daryl was sitting on a bed, having his back uncovered to Denise as Denise was patching up his cut. The glasses wearing woman stepped away from Daryl, probably to get something she needed to finish her job and Chris saw this as an opportunity to talk with Daryl without interrupting Denise in her job.

"Hey." He called out to Daryl, gaining his attention.

Daryl looked at him and nodded, "Hey."

"Will you be okay?" Chris asked, pointing at the cut on Daryl's back, "That's a pretty nasty cut if you ask me."

"I'll be fine. You should have seen the other guys." Daryl answered, not wanting him to worry about him.

"Alright. I'll take up your word for it." Chris smiled at him, "If there's one thing I've learned about during time I've known you, it's that the only person who can kill Daryl Dixon is Daryl Dixon himself."

Daryl nodded at him, "I'll let you and everyone else know what happened later."

"Alright." Chris nodded at him as Denise walked over to him and Daryl.

"Hey, Chris." She greeted him, making Chris look at her, "I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation, but could you step away for a second? I need to finish patching him up."

"Sure." Chris nodded at Denise, moving away from Daryl, "I'll talk with you in a moment."

Daryl nodded at him, "Yeah."

He stepped away from Denise and Daryl, wanting to give Denise enough room to finish her room. He saw Maggie sitting on the bed and Glenn staying closer to her. Deciding to leave them with their own business, he shifted his gaze to someone else. He set his eyes on Michonne who was standing in the corner, holding Judith in her arms. He nodded his head at her and Michonne nodded back at him. He titled his head to look at Geoff and Bridgette and saw Brody walking towards them.

"Hey, you two." Brody greeted Bridgette and Geoff, causing both of them to look at him. He rubbed the back of his head as he added, "The last few days have been quite something, right?"

Geoff nodded in agreement, "You can say that again, bro."

"Brody. I'm sorry for for everything that's happened here lately." Bridgette told him with an apologetic look on her face as Brody looked at her with a suprised look on his face, "Perharps if we hadn't shown up, then all of this wouldn't have happen."

"Don't apologize, Bridge. You have nothing to apologize for." Brody responded to her apology, "If you and your group hadn't show up, everything here would have remained the same. We would still be sheltered from the outside world and pretend like it didn't exist. We would have continued to live our sheltered live until something either walkers or people would attack us and slaughter all of us. You and your group prevented us from having this fate. We may have lost a lot of people in the past few days, but the least we can do for them now is continue living and make sure their deaths won't be in vain. I'm sure Deanna would have told you the same thing if she was still here with us. I'm sure Emma would have told you the same thing if she wasn't outside right now."

"He's right, Bridgette." Denise nodded in agreement as she stepped away from Daryl, having finished patching him up and took a few steps closer to Geoff, Bridgette and Brody. Chris continued to watch everything with an interested look on his face, "Your group saved us. If it wasn't for you and Tara, I would still be the same nervous person who couldn't do their job properly." She smiled at the surfer, "Now, with the matter of me delivering your baby. When can we start my training?"

Bridgette smiled back at her, "We will start in a few days. At first, we will have to clear out all the mess the walkers made."

"Alright." Denise nodded in understanding, "I promise I'll do my best."

"I know you will." Bridgette replied, her smile growing wider.

Chris stepped closer to them, joining their conversation, "Hey, guys."

Geoff shifted his gaze to him, "Hey dude."

"Hey. I haven't notice you here." Bridgette smiled at Chris, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm just checking out how everyone's inside the clinic is doing." Chris explained as Bridgette nodded in understanding. He looked over his shoulder at Maggie, Glenn, Scott, Michonne, Judith and Daryl, "I see everyone's doing well." He looked back at her, wanting to ask her about one person he couldn't see in this part of the clinic, "What about Rick and Carl? Has Carl's state gotten any better?"

Bridgette looked at him with a saddened look on her face, "Carl's in a stable condition. He still hasn't woken up, though. I wish I could say I know when he will wake up but I would be lying."

"I see." Chris nodded in understanding, letting out a sigh. The only thing he could do right now was hope Carl was going to wake up soon.

Rick remained in the room where Bridgette and Denise had put his wounded unconscious son ever since he returned to the clinic after making sure every walker on the streets of Alexandria was dead. He clenched Carl's hand and didn't let go off it ever since he joined his son in the room, hoping his son was going to open wake up from his slumber soon as his eyes didn't leave his unconscious son.

"I was wrong." He whispered to his son, hoping he was going to hear everything he had to say to him, "I thought after living behind these walls for so long that... maybe they couldn't learn. But today... I saw what they could do, what we could do, if we work together. We'll rebuild the walls. We'll expand the walls. There will be more. There's gotta be more. Everything Deanna was talking about... is possible. It's all possible. I see that now. When I was out there... with them... when it was over... when I knew we had this place again... I had this feeling." His voice became more shaky as tears formed in his eyes, "It took me a while to remember what it was... because I haven't felt it since before I woke up in that hospital bed." He didn't keep his tears contained for any longer, now openly sobbing, "I want to show you the new world, Carl. I want to make it a reality for you. Please, Carl... let me show you. Please, son, don't die."

He lowered his head, quietly sobbing to himself as he knew hoping for his son to wake up was the only thing he could do right now. His eyes widened as as his son's hand slowly clenched his. He lifted his gaze to look at his son again, feeling how a small wave of relief went through his body as Carl tightened his grip around his hand and slowly opened his good eye...

No Way Out will always be my favourite episode in this show. Everyone was just so badass in this episode, even Eugene and Gabriel who were slowly starting to develop into the characters we grew to love in the later seasons. The montage of Rick's group and Alexandrians fighting off the walkers, with this awesome music playing in the background, will always be one of my favourite scenes in the show.

We finally got a teaser for the new AOT episodes and I can say easily say everything looks great from the teaser. The Cour news aside, the Rumbling is looking incredible. The colors and visuals perfectly fit the horrors of the Rumbling.

I watched a few episodes of Scooby-Doo Mystery Incorporated out of boredom and I feel like watching re-watching the entire show because of it. I honestly forgot how good this show is. Professor Pericles is definitely one of the most underrated villains I've ever seen.

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