Due to some unforeseen circumstances I am moving out of my dad's place and venturing off into the world on my own. Seeing as I kinda don't and won't have a job or any real footing for a while, I'm not sure when I'll be getting the internet again…

So out of desperation, not wanting to leave you guys hanging or lose any readers, I'm updating this final chapter for the story along with the previous chapter :):)

I hope you enjoy, I really will miss you and I really do love each and every one of you, thanks for all the support and reviews xox

Write to you soon, see-ya :):)

BaMbY

DPOV

I walked towards the car, placing my crossbow on the hood before moving to Rick, where he leaded against one of the doors, blood all over his face. I pulled out my red handkerchief and a bottle of water, wetting the cloth.

"No, we should save it to drink."

I shook my head. "You can't see yourself." i told him, handing the cloth over. "He can." gesturing in the car where Carl was, I sat next to him with a sigh. "I didn't know what they were."

He gave a short nod, wiping his face. "How'd you wind up with them?"

I knew what he was really asking. Where was Vic and I wasn't I with her. There were no accusations, just worry and confusion.

"I was with Beth." I answered. "We got out together. I was with her for a while."

We fell in silence for a moment as he took in what I said.

"Is she dead?"

Looking at him I answered simply. "She's just gone." I turned away again. "After that, that's when they found me. I mean, I knew they were bad but, they had a code. It was simple. Stupid. But it was something."

"And you were alone."

"Said they were looking for some guy. Last night, they said they spotted him. I was hanging back. I was gonna leave. But I stayed. That's when I saw it was you three. Right when you saw me." I sighed. "I didn't know what they could do."

"It's not on you, Daryl. Hey."

I looked to him.

"None of it's on you. You being back here with us, now, that matters. To us... and to her."

Vic.

Sighing, I rest my head back against the car. "I told her to get on the bus. Told her to stay with Aly. Told her I would come once it was clear..."

"That's good. It means she got away." he tried to reassure me.

But I just shook my head. "I found Zach... He was bit. Told me Vic got him and Aly out of the prison. Houdini too. Said she's been taking care of them out here this whole time, lookin' for us. Family. Me."

"What happened?"

"Walker's swarmed them. Got Zach. Vic killed them, he didn't see Aly or the dog. Told Vic to leave him. Let him turn. Didn't want her to kill him like that. Didn't want her to have to carry that. So, she left him. Got no clue where she went, or where she's headin'."

I knew there was a chance she'd be heading for Terminus. If she thought anyone from the prison would head that way, then she would too. But there was also that part of her that had never really recovered from the eight months on her own. That part would tell her to go the other way. To never trust someone you don't know. To keep looking for us, because we're the ones who will help keep her and Aly safe...

She knew we'd do whatever it took to protect the ones we love. Like last night.

I looked to Rick. "What you did last night, anybody would have done that."

"No, not that." he shook his head.

"Something happened. That ain't you."

"Daryl, you saw what I did to Tyreese. It ain't all of it, but that's me. That's why I'm here now. That's why Carl is. I want to keep him safe. I lost my daughters, he's all I got now. That's all that matters."

...

We were on the tracks again, heading for Terminus. Rick was up ahead, with Michonne behind him, Carl after her and me in the back keeping an eye out. We came to a fallen Terminus sign, Rick moved to kick some leaves off of it.

"We're gettin' close." I nodded. "Be there before sundown."

"Now we head through the woods." Rick suggested. "We don't know who they are."

"A'right." I agreed, all four of us turning to the left and moving into the trees.

CPOV

We got to a chain fence. Moving carefully, and quietly, with our guns at the ready we looked through it, seeing Terminus, ut no people. There was nothing but a few buildings. No movement. No sign of life. It didn't look right...

"We all spread out, watch for a while, see what we see, and get ready. We all stay close." dad told us.

Daryl nodded adjusting his crossbow on his shoulder before walking off.

I went to follow Michonne, only to have dad stop me. "You want to stick with me?" he asked.

I shook my head. "It's all right." I told him before moving off with Michonne.

As we walked, she turned to me once we were alone. "Why didn't you go with your dad?" I didn't say anything just kept walking, so she went on, watching me. "When I told you about Andre, you never asked how he died."

I shrugged. "I knew why."

"Yeah, but the how is important." she stopped so I did the same, turning to look up at her. "We went to a refugee camp. Andre and my boyfriends, Mike... That was Andre's father. And our friend Terry. At the camp, it just got worse and worse. People were leaving. People giving up. But I didn't." she shook her head.

"I was coming back from a run." her voice shook. "I saw the fences were down. I heard the moans. It was over. And Mike and Terry, they were high when it happened. They were bit. I could have stopped it. Could have killed them. But I let them turn." a tear ran down her cheek. "I made it so they couldn't bite, couldn't scratch. I tied chains around their necks.

"It was insane. It was sick. It felt like what I deserved, dragging them around so that I wold always know. I found out they kept me safe. They hid me. The walkers didn't see me anymore. I was just another monster." she looked down at me. "And I was. Me. I was gone for a long time. But then Andrea brought me back." she gave a little smile. "Your dad brought me back. Vickie brought me back. You did."

I looked down at the ground guilty. She didn't know why I wasn't with him. She didn't know what I was thinking... I wasn't scared.

"I see how you've been looking at your dad. You don't have to be afraid of me." she told me, making me look up. "Or him."

"He told me the other day that he was proud of me. That I was a good man." I gave a light, bitter chuckle. "I'm not."

"Carl-"

Cutting her off, I went on. "I know more now. About what he wanted from me. And I tried. But... but I still have these thoughts." I sighed. "I'm not what he thinks I am. I'm just another monster, too."

Giving me a sad look, she took a step forward, wrapping me into a hug.

DPOV

I watched as Rick buried our blue duffle bag full of weapons by a marked tree. He pulled out a hand gun as I walked up to him, seeing him place his good gun- the one he'd had since our camp outside of Atlanta- in bag, keeping the hand gun.

He zipped the bag up before turning to me. "Just in case." he said, then began to shovel dirt over the bag.

...

We climbed over the fence, jumping over I moved to the opposite end of Rick, ready with my crossbow, watching, waiting just in case anybody had already spotted us. Once we were sure we were okay, Rick moved, the rest of us following, moving towards a half open door.

Rick gave me a short nod, opening it and letting me through, my crossbow up and ready for me to shoot as I took the lead.

I followed voices, the others staying behind me with their own weapons at the ready.

"Follow the tracks to the point where all the lines intersect. There are maps at the crossings to help guide you with your journey." I came around a corner seeing an old lady behind a desk speaking into a radio microphone. "Sanctuary for all. Community for all. Those who arrive, survive."

We slowly moved into the room before Rick passed me, striding in confidently, no longer bothering to try and sneak. On the other side of the room were more people, making more sign that we'd seen on the way here, and banners as well.

No one had noticed us yet, everyone still working as the old lady went on. "Terminus, sanctuary for all. Community for all. Those who-"

"Hello." Rick cut her off.

The woman stopped speaking turning to us as the people on the other side of the room turned to look as well. We had obviously caught them by surprise.

"Hello." Rick repeated, a little louder.

We came to a stop, the four of us standing in a line, facing the others, keeping out weapons down, but ready just in case.

A guy sighed, putting his paint brush down. "Well, I bet Albert is on perimeter watch." he started to move from behind the work benches, facing us. "You here to rob us?"

"No." Rick answered simply. He started to step forward. "We wanted to see you before you saw us." he placed his gun back into the holster.

The guy, who seemed to be the leader, smiled, nodding. "Makes sense." he started walking closer to us. "Usually we do this where the tracks meet." he cleared his throat. "Welcome to Terminus. I'm Gareth." he came to a stop, looking at each of us. "Looks like you've been on the road for a good bit."

Rick gave a short nod. "We have." he turned to the rest of us. "Rick. That's Carl, Daryl, Michonne." he introduced us."

The guy gave us a little wave before turning his attention back to Rick. "You're nervous. I get it. We were all the same way." he gestured behind him before taking a few steps closer. "We came here for sanctuary. That what you here for?"

"Yes." Rick answered simply, again.

"Good. You found it." he turned around. "Hey Alex." he looked back at us. "This isn't as pretty as the front." he told us as one of the others moved towards us. "We got nothing to hide, but the welcome wagon is a whole lot nicer." the other guy stopped next to Gareth then, as the leader went on. "Alex will take you, ask you a few questions. Uh... but first, we need to see everyone's weapons. If you could just lay them down in front of you."

We all looked from one another, none of us moving at first. I could tell the others were just as suspicious as I was. Being unarmed, defenceless in a place where we knew no one or a way to get out... it didn't exactly sit right with me.

But then, Rick moved.

"All right." he crouched down, placing his gun on the floor.

"I'm sure you understand." Gareth noted.

"Yes, I do." Rick told him as he put his knife down and the rest of us put our own weapons on the ground.

Standing up again, we lifted our arms to the sides, Gareth moving to check Rick while Alex moved to me.

He looked at my eye that was black from the beat down I got last night. "I'd hate to see the other guy." he tried for a joke as he patted me down.

"You would." Rick told him.

Alex moved to Carl. "They deserve it?"

"Yes." Carl answered flatly.

Finished with the pat down, Gareth and Alex moved back, the lead addressing us once more. "Just so you know, we aren't those kind of people, but we aren't stupid either. And you shouldn't be stupid enough to try anything stupid." he smiled. "As long as everyone's clear on that, we shouldn't have any problems. Just solutions. Okay." he turned away then moving back to his work station.

Alex moved to walk in front of each of us, leaning down and grabbing our weapons before handing them back.

Before he could touch my cross bow, I lifted it off the ground. He didn't look at me, just moved on to Carl, seeming nervous...

I watched them all carefully, not feeling right about something. But as Rick followed Alex out of the room and the rest of our small group followed, I decided to wait it out and see where this day would lead.

RPOV

We walked out of the building, following Alex. I wasn't sure how I felt about the place yet, so I stayed back, behind the others, to keep an eye on everything, ready to defend my family if the time came.

"So how long has this place been here?" Daryl asked Alex as he walked right behind him.

"Since almost the start. When all the camps got overrun, people started finding this place. I think it was instinct, you know? Follow a path. Some folks were heading to the coast, others out west or up north, but they all wound up here." he finished as we came to a stop in front of a barbeque.

It was a nice open place, a building on each side of the courtyard for protection. Chairs and tables, with umbrellas set up. Flowers and a few things to brighten the place us set around the open area.

But it was the people that really had my attention. There seemed to more here than we had at the prison.

"Hi." the woman behind the barbeque looked up to us. "Heard you came in the back door. Smart. You'll fit right in here."

We none of us responded, Alex turned to her. "Hey, Mary, would you fix each of these new folks a plate for me?"

I looked around, taking in a few details of the place, when I noticed something... something that wasn't right.

A man in a blue cap sat at one of the table, an orange bag in front of him... like the one we had at the prison.

"Why do you do it? Why do you let people in?" Michonne asked.

"The more people become a part of us, we get stronger." Alex answered. "That's why we put up the signs.

A man placed a box on one of the tables, dressed in riot gear... like the ones we had at the prison...

"Invite people in." Alex went on. "It's how we survive." he turned to Carl, offering a plate of barbequed meat. "Here." he then offered Michonne one as well.

I turned to watch him, seeing a chain hanging from his belt and falling into his thigh pocket...

Stepping forward I knocked the plate he was about to offer me out of his hand, before grabbing him from behind, a gun to his head, pulling out the chain from his pocket to reveal a pocket watch, the one Hershel had given Glenn.

"You freak!" Alex struggled.

The other got into action, Daryl lifting his crossbow at Mary, Michonne raising her sword ready to fit, Carl aiming his gun at the people by the tables.

"Where the hell did you get this watch?"

VPOV

We'd heard shots last night, for off in the distance, just up ahead of us, but over a little as well. I hoped it wasn't anyone heading this way. I'd stayed up after that just in case.

Aly had asked why we didn't go help. I explained that there could be bad people and that it was best to take care of ourselves, especially because it was night time and we didn't know if there were any walkers between where the other people were and where we were.

Now, with the sun up, a nice day ahead of us, we were moving towards Terminus once more. But we were moving slowly. Seeing as i hadn't eaten much lately, I could feel it taken a toll on my body. I could feel the lack of energy pulling my body down as I tried to walk.

Aly had noticed too, slowly down and staying by my side instead of playing around. She had a knife in her hand too which I didn't like...

"You know you don't need that." I gestured to the knife.

She shrugged. "Carol taught us how to use them.

I froze. "What."

She shrugged again, repeating herself. "Carol taught us how to use knives and protect ourselves. But I remember what you and Daryl told me. Run to a tree and climb it so the walkers can't reach me." she gave a sharp nod. "I know what to do." she smiled lightly.

I gave a little smile back, even though I was having an argument inside my head. I couldn't believe Carol had taught her how to use a knife. Part of me was enraged, but another parts was thankful. At least she had an idea of how to take care of herself...

RPOV

"Where the hell did you get this watch?" I repeated.

"You want answers? You want anything else? You get them when you put down the gun." Alex told me, hands raised trying to negotiate with me.

I gestured up at the roof in front of us. "I see your man on the roof with a sniper rifle. How good's his aim? Where's you get the watch?" I asked once more but he still said nothing. "Where'd you get the watch!?"

"Don't do anything! I have this! You just put it down. You put it down!" he told the sniper who then did as he said. "You want to listen to me. There's a lot of us."

I sighed. "Where did you get the watch?"

"I got it off of a dead one. I didn't think he'd need it." he told me.

I nodded, expecting an answer like that. So I turned him towards the other people. "What about the riot gear? The orange bag?"

"Got the riot gear off a dead cop." Gareth answered, coming out of nowhere. "Got the bag out of a car."

"Gareth, we can wait." Alex told his leader.

But Gareth wasn't having any of it. "Shut up, Alex."

"You talk to me." I told Gareth.

"What's there left to say? You don't trust us anymore."

"Gareth-"

Gareth cut Alex off, lifting a hand. "Shut up."

"Gareth, please."

"It's okay. It's okay." Gareth looked to me again. "Rick, what do you want?"

"Where are our people?"

"You didn't answer the question." he closed his hand.

Moving fast I turned just as a shot went off. The bullet hit Alex instead of me, killing him instantly. Then everything turned to chaos.

...

We had run through the maze of Terminus, trying to get out, but wherever we went, there were people and bullets right there before us. It hadn't taken me long to realise they were shooting at our feet... Each exit we got to would either be closed off or the last one. They were leading us.

Finally getting outside, we caught sight of the fence, and raced towards it, dodging the bullets that followed us. But then we came to a stop as dozens of people came into view, dressed in camouflage behind the fence...

Everywhere around us, there was at least one person aiming a weapon at us. We had nowhere to go...

I turned to Carl, seeing his frightened face.

"Drop your weapons! Now!" Gareth called from one of the rooves. When we didn't move, he yelled louder. "Now!"

We did as he said, dropping all of our weapons on to the ground. We couldn't even hide any, because they'd checked us earlier and knew what we had...

"Ringleader, go to your left. The train car, go." when I turned to look at it but didn't move, he went on. "You do what we say, the boy goes with you. Anything else, he dies, and you end up in there anyway."

With one last look at my son, I turned and headed for the train.

"Now the archer." after a paus, Gareth went on. "Now the Samurai."

I stopped in front of the car, Daryl and Michonne behind me. On the ground I could see empty sachets of powered food and paper bowls...

"Stand at the door, ringleader, archer, samurai, in that order."

"My son." I called out.

"Go, kid."

Carl moved slowly and carefully, heading our way. He was scared, I could tell, and it made me feel helpless. I hated not being in control, not being able to take care of my people, especially my son. We didn't even knew what they were going to do to us...

"Ringleader, open the door and go in."

"I'll go in with him."

"Don't make us kill him now."

I knew these people weren't the type to threat and bluff. They would kill Carl- any of us- given an opportunity. If I didn't do as they said, they'd kill him in an instant without hesitation or remorse.

Knowing this, I gave in, stepping up to the door and pulling it open. Stepping in I watched Carl for as long as I could until I disappeared into the car. Daryl and Michonne were right behind me.

VPOV

The sound of gun shots, lots of them, had Aly and I stop. Terminus was only just up ahead, it wasn't far now. But that's where the shots were coming from... and it wasn't just a few, it sounded as if they had some serious gun power...

"Vickie?" Aly looked up at me, scared.

I nodded. "Yeah. I know."

She knew what I knew, that the people there were not nice. They weren't like us, how we'd brought people into the prison. No, they were like the Governor...

Looking down at her, I gave a nod. "You stay close to me, okay?" we had no idea if any of their people were out here. And with all the shots, walkers were bound to be drawn this way. "You stay close and you don't stop moving unless I tell you. Understand?"

"Okay." she nodded, holding on to Houdini's collar tightly.

With that, we turned carefully moving into the woods and off the tracks, heading away from the danger and hoping we could find sanctuary somewhere else...

RPOV

When Carl finally walked into the cart with the rest of us, I stepped up, grabbing him and pulling him to me as the door was closed and locked.

There was sound from the other end...

"Rick?" Glenn asked as he came out of the shadows. Maggie, Sasha and Bob with him.

"You're here." I looked to each of them. "You're here."

A few other people stepped forward then, two men a two woman, one I recognised from the Governor's group. The girl with the pigtails...

Maggie noticed the fact I was looking at the new once, so she reassured me they were okay. "They're our friends. They helped save us."

"Yeah." Daryl spoke from behind me. "Now they're friends of ours."

"For however long that'll be." the bigger guy with red hair behind Glenn noted.

I simply shook my head. "No." everyone's eyes fell on me. "They're gonna feel pretty stupid when they find out." I moved to the door.

"Find out what?" the red head asked.

I looked to them all again. "They're fucking with the wrong people."

The End...

I will be going on, don't worry :):)

Before I go...

"The more people become a part of us, we get stronger."

When you find out the people are cannibals, this line is creepy as hell!

Just saying...

Also, this is the first season, where Vic wasn't almost raped. In 1, it was Shane. In 2, it was those assholes that cut her skin and stuff. And in 3, the Governor threatened to do it. I was going to make her find Rick, Carl and Michonne before the Claimers come around and you know…

But instead I left it like this. And now you have no idea what's going to happen! HAHAHAHA!

I really enjoyed writing this season, and all of your reviews :):)

Love and miss you all xox

BaMbY