Rick, Carl, and Michonne left for Rick's home town to get guns and more supplies. So until they came back, we sort of relaxed. There was always two people on watch per a shift, and we were always ready to go outside and shoot the Governor and his people if they came.

Daryl and I made up, mostly. For the past few nights I'd wake up and expect him to be gone again. We moved his stuff into Jamie and I's cell, and we shared the bottom bed together. It was a squeeze, four people in one cell. Maybe we could get a bigger room. There has to be offices somewhere.

Right now it was after lunch, and I was sitting on my bed with Daryl. I was sitting between his knees and my back was pressed against his chest. My shirt was off and I was feeding Colt.

"He has your eyes." I told Daryl.

"Mmm, he may have my eyes, but he looks more like you." Daryl replied, running his fingers through my hair.

"You think?"

"You bet." He answered, kissing the side of my head.

Once Colt was done, we put him back in the box and went to the shower room. After we were done Daryl went to find Merle and make sure he hasn't started a fight. I went to spend time with Jamie and we played goldfish in our cell. A few hours later, Rick, Carl, and Michonne came back with lots of gun and ammo and baby stuff. They even got cribs for Judith and Colt. Daryl and I set it up at the foot of our beds. We took Colt out of his box and into his new bed.

After that, we got a message from Woodbury that the Governor and Rick will have a meeting at an abandoned building a few miles away from here. They agreed, of course, and Rick, Daryl, and Hershel are gonna leave tomorrow morning.

The next day when they left, Merle started causing problems. He and Glenn started arguing about leaving and getting rid of the Governor for good. Maggie and Michonne had to jump on Merle to stop him.

To stop all three of them, Beth grabbed a hand gun and shot into the air. I left and went back into the cell block and washed Colt. After I put him in his crib, Merle walked into the cell.

"Hi, Merle."

"So, you're the girl who made my baby brother soft." He said.

"I didn't make your brother anything. He changed by himself... for the better. Daryl is Rick's right hand man. We depend on him. He's done great things since you disappeared, he started caring." I replied.

"In this world, that's a shitty trait to have." Merle responded.

I shook my head, "Not in my eyes."

"Hey! They're back!"

Merle and I left the cell and everyone met downstairs. Daryl came over with Jamie in his arms and put an arm around my waist as Rick walked over with a rifle in his hand.

"So, I met this Governor. Sat with him for quite a while." Rick said.

"Just the two of ya?" Merle asked.

"Yeah." He answered.

"Should have gone when we had the chance, bro." Merle told Glenn.

"He wants the prison. He wants us gone. Dead. He wants us dead for what we did to Woodbury. We're going to war." Rick said before he left to go outside.

Daryl nodded to Merle before he grabbed my hand and we walked up the stairs and into our cell. He sat Jamie on his bed and grabbed Colt from the crib,

"Hey, buddy." He cooed before looking at me, "Everything go okay while we were gone?"

"Merle and Glenn fought. Merle wanted to go and kill the Governor while Rick was talking to him." I answered.

"Shit. Can't leave him alone for a few hours and he causes trouble." Daryl muttered.

"We took care of it, Daryl. You aren't responsible for him." I replied before kissing his cheek and leaving the cell with Jamie.

Two days later Maggie, Carl, and I were in between the two fences, distracting the walkers while Glenn, Michonne, Beth, and Daryl set up traps for the Governor in the field. Carol was inside taking care of the kids. When they were done, the three of us started walking back. When we met up with the others, we went to do other things.

Jamie caught a cold and we had to move Colt so he wouldn't get sick, too. We put his crib next to Judith's just outside the cell block. None of us were surprised when he got sick. It's almost winter again and we had to get our jackets out again. Daryl and I went on a run to get more warm clothes for everyone yesterday and we got a lot. We also got more stuff for Colt and Judith like diapers and formula.

I went inside and made soup for him before going into my cell and waking Jamie up.

"You need to eat, baby." I said.

"Okay, mommy." He coughed.

I set the bowl on the metal desk and helped him down. I sat on my bed and watched as he ate. After he was finished, I picked him up and set him on his bed before tucking him in and grabbing the bowl and leaving.

Hours later I couldn't find Daryl and Rick called us all into a meeting. I let Jamie rest and I picked up Colt before following Carol outside and to a picnic table and sat next to Carl. I looked around and noticed Daryl, Merle, and Michonne missing.

"When I met with the Governor, he offered me a deal. He said that he would leave us alone if I gave him Michonne." Rick started and my eyes widened.

Did he really give Michonne over to the Governor?

"And I was gonna do that... to keep us safe. I changed my mind. But now Merle took Michonne to fulfill the deal and Daryl went to stop him and I don't know if it's too late." He continued, "I was wrong not to tell you. And I'm sorry. What I said last year, that first night after the farm... it can't be like that. It can't. What we do, what we're willing to do, who we are, it's not my call. It can't be. I couldn't sacrifice one of us for the greater good because we are the greater good. We're the reason we're still here, not me. This is life and death. How you live... how you die... it isn't up to me. I'm not your Governor. We choose to go. We choose to stay. We stick together. We vote. We can stay and we can fight or we can go."

He watched us for a second before turning around and leaving us shocked. Once we recovered, we all split up. I went inside and put Colt in his crib before checking up on Jamie. I sat on my bed and started folding some clothes when I heard a clang. I looked towards the door and saw Daryl with tears in his eyes.

"Daryl? What's wrong?" I asked as I stood up and hugged him.

"Merle." He said against my neck.