I run through the halls, searching for Daryl. He got back to the prison about an hour before, never coming into the cell block. Rick came back from walking the perimeter and keeping an eye out after his talk. He told me what happened to Merle. "Daryl" I sigh out heavily, finally finding him in an office area of the jail, sitting on the desk. He looks up when I get there, faced blotched from crying, but there are no more tears.

"I'm sorry" I whisper walking closer to him. I stand in front of him, our faces inches apart as he looks down at the ground between us. I put my right hand on his cheek, rubbing my thumb against his skin. He responds to it and looks up to me. He puts his hand on top of mine to keep it there and presses it further into his skin. We stare at each other in silence, our hearts making the only noise in the room. "I'm sorry" I say again, this time not in a whisper. I want him to know that I know what he's going through, I know what it's like to lose a sibling. I've been through the pain, I still live through the pain everyday, and I want him to know that I know.

His other hand suddenly wraps around my back, pulling me close and our lips touch. He kisses me like he's searching for something. He kisses me fast and furiously, emotion taking control and I kiss him back the same way, keeping his pace. My hands wrap underneath his shirt, holding on to his sides with force. He easily jumps off from where he is sitting and finds the edge of my shirt. He pulls it up and we part for a moment to remove it, the piece of cloth falling to the side at his feet. He pushes me gently towards the wall, our hands gripped at each other's sides. After removing his vest, now at our feet, I go to remove his shirt but he pulls away from our kiss putting his head down. I stand there with my mouth half open, breathing heavily eyeing him. "I can't do this right now." he breathes out heavily with regret. "I'm sorry" he adds when he looks up to me, his blue eyes darker than usual.

"It's fine" I say back, putting my hand to his face and rubbing my thumb across his lips. His lips twitch into just the smallest smile of gratitude and he steps back. I step around him, and lean down to grab my shirt off the floor.

"Hey, what's this?" he puts his hand on my back, running it down one side and I quiver under his touch. Chills running through my body "angel wings?" he asks, removing his hands once I stand up fully again to put my shirt back on.

"For my sister" I say back once my shirt is back on and I'm facing him again.

He nods while biting his lower lip "they're done well." he finally breaks the silence.

"Rick wants us to vote on staying and fighting or leaving the prison." I tell him, beginning to walk out of the room back to the others.

He shrugs "what you wanna' do?" he asks.

"I can't fight, they are people. Even if he is a terrible person- the others- I can't." I trail off knowing I wouldn't be able to hurt anyone.

He nods "then we leave."

I stop my feet "well, what do you want to do?" I urge him.

"Don't matter what I want." he tells me back.

"Why not?" I ask, not sure what he's trying to say.

He shakes his head "nothin', let's go." He takes off to meet with the others.

After everyone said what they wanted to say, we've decided to fight for the prison, but not battle them for it. Our plan is to pack everything up, make it look like we left and in a hurry. When there guard is down we'll attack, surprise them with noise and aim to get them out of there, to show them we are a threat and not worth messing with. The next morning we pack up the car. I'm going to go off into the woods with Carl, Beth, Hershel and Judith until it's over. I pack up the car alongside Beth, all the while watching Carol talk with Daryl. Everyone in the group knows about Merle now, and Daryl doesn't like the attention. Time goes by quickly, and before I know it, i'm in the woods hunkered into the car with Judith, the others outside of it listening, waiting, and taking guard. It's not long after that we hear the firing of an automatic weapon. Time slows down then, as they are probably marching inside, looking to slaughter us all. More gun fire is heard, and I try and sing to Judith, to keep her calm and distracted from the all the noise

"She's got a smile it seems to me

Reminds me of childhood memories

Where everything

Was as fresh as the bright blue sky

Now and then when I see her face

She takes me away to that special place

And if I'd stare too long

I'd probably break down and cry

Oh, oh, oh

Sweet child o' mine

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Sweet love of mine"

I stop, her smiling back at me when I see someone come out of the woods towards us. Hershel and Carl both tell him to stop, direct him to hand the gun over. As the young boy goes to surrender his weapon, Carl pulls the trigger on his silenced gun and the body thuds to the ground. We know it's time to head back, that they have retreated. I get into the other truck and follow Hershel as he drives back into the prison. After getting some things back inside I notice Rick, Daryl & Michonne getting ready to leave "where are you going?" I ask walking over to Michonne.

"Andrea is still in Woodbury." she looks to me before walking to the truck.

Glenn comes up with Maggie "Rick, we're staying. We don't know where the Governor is. If he comes back, we'll hold him off." He tells him.

"Just the three of us?" Daryl comments "All right." He swings his bow over his shoulder and gets on his bike.

"I appreciate you staying" Rick thanks them, turning back to get into the truck and drive off. Daryl nods his head towards me once before leading the way out of the prison. After he leaves, I take the opportunity to congratulate Maggie on her engagement to Glenn. No one said anything, but the the ring on her finger was enough for me to notice.

She walks over to a fence, bringing her knife out and stabbing a walker through the skull "I'm so happy for you two." I explain when the body is on the floor.

She looks at me strangely, not sure what I'm talking about and I hint towards the ring with my eyes "oh right, thanks." She smiles looking down at it "I'm not used to this thing quiet yet." she adds on. I just smile back.

She turns to kill another one that came up, leaving dead space in the air "can I ask you somethin'?" I tilt my head, wondering how to word it without giving anything away. She just blinks at me, waiting for me to ask. "How did you guys, like, get to know each other?" I trail off, unsure of what I'm really trying to ask.

"Well, we had a bit more space to talk on the farm than we do here, but we really got to know one another out on runs together." she smirks, looking through me. I cough, to bring her attention back to the present "you can learn a lot about a person when you're out in the open like that, vulnerable to the world. Vulnerable to each other" she says to me. I nod, letting her know I got it. "Does this have to do with Dixon?" She asks me, shading her eyes from the sun.

"maybe" I say back, knowing she knows the truth already.

It's silent until she adds "you gon' make me beg for more?" A very faint smile forming on her lips.

I sigh, turning away from her thinking. I turn back to her when I speak about it "we have these moments.. these intense, deep moments together-" I trial off.

"what's wrong with that?" she asks.

"There shouldn't be anything wrong with that, but it's Daryl, and it's me! I've known you for a year or so now and what do you really know about me?" I ask her. She shakes her head and shrugs, giving me the answer I already knew "so how can he even like me when he doesn't actually know me?" I tell her what I'm afraid of.

"I do know that you're a good person Sadie. You care about this group, and you care about him. Maybe he see's that too." She tells me.

"Maybe." I say back. She kills one more walker before we head back into the prison together. "He asked me out on a date" I tell her before we surround ourselves with the others.

She laughs "I figured as much! He tried to get Glenn to help him put something together, but he wouldn't come out and say what it was for." She explains to me "Glenn was confused. When I told him what I thought, it made so much more sense."

"You knew this whole time and made me drag on about it?" I lightly hit her on the arm. She just laughs and we go inside.

Daryl, Rick and Michonne don't return until morning, and they are not alone when they come in. A school bus full of people are following behind and getting off into the home we've made for ourselves. "Andrea?" I ask, walking closer to Michonne and Daryl. Michonne looks down to the ground, still sitting in the truck. Rick shakes his head, lowering the bed of the truck to show a wrapped up body. "ohh" I explain out of sorrow. I make my way towards the bus, helping the new people, mostly women, children and the elderly, get off as Rick talks to his son.

Daryl comes over to me "I'll see you tonight" he says lowly while walking past with a head nod. I smile with my lips closed, letting him know that he will.