Glenn, Tara, and Michonne had to do a bit of fighting before getting to the bulldozer that was conveniently located near the wreckage. They slipped into the house that had the keys. The garage had so many keys on a billboard with numbers on it.
"What the hell is this," Glenn groaned.
"Don't worry," Tara said soothingly. "This is Eugene we're talking about. He's got a binder around here somewhere that will tell us…" Tara's eyes lit up as she pulled out a binder and tapped a page. Michonne and Glenn saw that it was a listing of what the keys to belonged to.
"Number 54. Okay let's go," Glenn grabbed the keys.
"Slow down Glenn. We need you alive to move the bulldozer." Michonne said sharply. "Let me lead. Tara, you cover his back."
Two unfamiliar teenage boys sat by the hooded figure on the roof. They climbed down at the sight of the bulldozer and began to fight off the crowd. "Can we wrap this up quickly," the hooded figure asked.
Michonne glanced at the hooded girl who was now too tired to be dancing and raising commotion.
Glenn nervously approached the gaping wall and began to push the debris to close up the gap. An unfamiliar face shook his head and shouted. "They'll climb over it! Just move the junk off of the wall and help us push the wall back in place!"
Glenn nodded and did as instructed. He cursed as he tried to lift the panel that had fallen, but the bulldozer couldn't manage to pick it up. Some more unfamiliar faces arrived and began to hack at the undead around them. Two bigger guys helped to clear off the debris and lifted the panel so that the bulldozer could push it into place. An annoying gap still existed but it stopped the walkers from coming in.
"Glenn?"
Glenn turned around and saw Maggy's smiling face.
"Maggy," Glenn said breathlessly as he rushed to her side.
"Hey lovebirds! We've still got to clear this place out," Rosita barked.
Glenn and Maggy fought side by side with renewed strength. Rick smiled at seeing the reunited lovers. "I guess I shouldn't separate you two."
"You better believe it," Maggy laughed.
The immediate area was clear. Rick turned to look at the strangers as they helped the small hooded figure come down. "It's been a long time Mr. Grimes."
Rick squinted. "Who are you?"
She uncovered her face to reveal a vaguely familiar face.
"It's me, Eliza!" After seeing he had trouble remembering who she was she piped. "Eliza Morales, from Atlanta."