"When we realized that Fort Bennington was taken over we left as quickly as we could, but in our rush we accidentally came across a heard of them on the highway. We ran, but my brother fell. My mom went to go pick him up and…" Eliza wiped her eyes. "Sorry… It still hurts…" Eliza took a deep breath. "My dad grabbed me and we ran as far as we could. We found a group, but that didn't last too long either. We were attacked by a group of people so we had to run away again. We had to run in the rain and we didn't have any shelter. He had me wait in an outhouse while he cleared a farmhouse for us to stay in. My dad caught pneumonia that night… I did everything I could, but I didn't know how to save him… Lycaon and Fox had come in with a small raid to train their students how to do a raid. That's how they found me. After I told them about my father Lycaon told me to wait outside while she talked with him. Dad seemed to trust her… and he didn't want to become a walker." Eliza swallowed the knot in her throat. "He gave her permission to kill him after he let me know what was going to happen. I miss him a lot, but I'm really glad to have met Lycaon and Fox. They kept me going when I thought I couldn't go on." Eliza looked up at Rick. "Rick, they're not like the wolves who attacked you. They know what the wolves are doing is wrong, but they're not as strong as Grey and his group. They just want to protect the ones who can't protect themselves, but now that you're here you can help us… I know you'll help us."
Rick opened his mouth to say something when Rosita grabbed his shoulder. She was breathless and her eyes told him that she wasn't going to wait. "Rick I've looked everywhere and I can't find Carol or Morgan." Rosita saw that Rick was having a hard time processing what she was saying. "We saw Carol and Morgan rush into one of the townhouses. When we got there, the wolf guy somehow laid them out cold. He took Denise."
Rick winced. "They must've gone to get Denise back…"
"They're going to get themselves killed."
Rick nodded his head. He wanted so badly to go out there and find Carol, but his responsibility was the town. Even though they had killed all of the walkers in the vicinity there would always be that lingering feeling that they might have missed one. He could see it in the eyes of the townspeople. "Michonne lets have a talk."
Michonne nodded and walked with Rick out of hearing distance from the group. "I'm tapped out of ideas Michonne. I don't know what to do."
Michonne fell into an eerie silence.
"Damn it Michonne! We've been with each other for how long and you can't even spit it out?"
"Rick… I don't even like saying this myself, but you have a responsibility… I have a responsibility. This town is our home and we have to protect it." Michonne looked at Rick with determination. "I think we should trust Carol in this. She got us out of Terminus. I think she knows her limits. If something goes wrong she'll come back. I have faith in her."
Rick sucked in a deep breath. It would be hard to just let things be. Carol had done so much for the group. In a way she was the group's rock. Michonne was his go to, but somehow Carol just had a way with everyone. If something were to happen to her they would all take it very badly. He didn't know how to tell the group.
Michonne grabbed his shoulder and gave a comforting squeeze. "I'll talk to them. You've done enough for today Rick. Go home and rest. We all need to, but you've been the one to take charge. We need you at your best Rick." She gave him a warm smile and returned back to the group.
Sleep. Rick shook his head. How could he sleep when he was missing too many people?
