Carl, Enid and Ron got to the gate.
"Okay Enid…" Carl began.
"You and I will take the walkers and Ron stays behind at the door," Enid said sternly.
"No," the boys said in unison.
"Ron doesn't have the same experience as we do."
"You know what," Ron said cooly. "She's right. You two should go."
Carl analyzed Ron. "You're going to lock us out."
"Carl," Enid gasped.
"What? You don't trust me?"
"Yeah, I don't trust you. You first tried to kill me in the garage and now your mom and brother are dead. I know it's tough for you right now, but you seriously don't want to go down that road Ron."
Enid stepped back. "Ron… maybe you should go home…"
"Home? Where is my home Enid? Are you talking about the one crawling with those things?"
"… Ron…" Enid slowly approached him.
Ron whipped out his gun. "This all started with you and your dad. We didn't have any of this until you guys came. It's just been one big disaster!"
Enid stepped between the two boys. Her eyes looked at Ron sympathetically. "It was bound to happen. This always happens," Enid said calmly.
Ron's arm began to shudder and Carl put his gun against Ron's head. Ron lowered his weapon and began to cry. Enid looked at Carl. "Someone has to be with him and let it be you. I've always been on the run so I know how to outmaneuver them. You have used a gun longer than I have."
Carl wanted to object, but he felt like he would be acting like his father if he did. Enid did have a point. "Just come back safe."
Enid smiled and slipped through the gate.
Five minutes passed by and Eugene showed up almost out of breath. "Where's Enid?"
"She's out there," Carl snapped. Now he was stuck babysitting Ron and Eugene. He couldn't trust Eugene to have much of a spine to take care of Ron. "Look Eugene, I've got it from here. You can go back."
"I am unarmed and afraid to be by myself."
At least head admitted to being a coward. "Just look out for danger. I need to keep my eyes on the gate."
Ron sat there despondently for a little while. "You shouldn't leave Enid out there alone. What's wrong with you?"
"You're too unstable to trust Ron. Both you and I know that it's easy to manipulate Eugene…"
"I'm still here," Eugene mumbled.
"I know that, but it's something you've got to hear Eugene. You're a great help when times aren't tough, but you've got to work on standing up for yourself Eugene. Stop being scared! We need to depend on you as you depend on us in times of crisis." Carl frowned at seeing Eugene's slumped shoulders. "Eugene… I know you know it too, but it takes time. I'm just trying to push you along. You can do it Eugene. You've just got to encourage yourself."
Eugene nodded silently keeping his back towards Carl. Carl sighed as he stood in his stupid situation. Despite all that was going he had to worry about the living rather than the undead.