So, it was to an empty yard that The Governor led his men into later that morning. Their trucks sped down the pathway, spitting gravel in their wake; and the machine guns were firing non-stop at the guard towers and into the fields. After searching the cells and the tombs The Governor's men hightailed it out of the prison when Rick's group appeared out of nowhere and ran them off. Maggie and Glenn were wearing riot gear as they appeared from up on the covered walkways and picked off a few of the Woodbury men as they ran screaming for their lives. The few that remained made for their armoured truck and sped off down the pathway. The Governor leapt into the passenger seat of his truck and ordered Martinez to follow.

Rick, Michonne, Daryl and Carol came out of hiding and Rick gestured for Glenn and Maggie to come down and join them as they stood watching the plumes of dust from the rapidly retreating vehicles.

"We did it, we drove them out." Rick sighed wearily, he and Michonne had set off a series of flash bangs in the tombs to force the Woodbury people out into the courtyard, where Daryl and Carol were waiting to shoot them down.

"We should go after them." Michonne stated quietly as she slid her Katana back into its sheath. Daryl nodded his agreement. "We should finish it." Maggie snorted and waved her hand around the empty yard. "It is finished. Didn't you see them hightail it outta here?"

"He could regroup." Michonne said and Glenn sighed as he ran his hands through his sweaty hair.

"We can't take that chance. He's not gonna stop."

"They're right." Carol said quietly, stepping up to stand alongside Daryl, so that their shoulders just touched briefly. "We can't keep living like this."

"So we take the fight back to Woodbury? We barely made it back last time!"

"I don't care." Daryl stated as he shouldered his crossbow; ready to leave as soon as Rick gave word.

"Yeah…" Rick muttered in agreement. He sighed at looked up at the cellblock. "Come on, let's check the others; they should be back by now." Hershel, Beth and Carl had driven the Hyundai around the back of the prison, out of sight in the woods; where they could keep Judith away from the fighting. One whimper from the frightened baby could have wrecked the whole attempt at presenting the prison as an abandoned shelter. As they turned to walk back, Daryl let his hand brush past Carol's and felt her fingers briefly caress his own before they separated again to walk into the block alone.

"Pull ahead of them and bring them to a stop!" The Governor ordered grimly, fury etched across his face. Martinez followed his instructions and soon The Governor was striding down the road to throw open the door to the truck behind. "What the hell are you doing? We need to dig in!" He bellowed at the men piling out onto the empty road.

"It's not worth it." Paul climbed out of the truck and faced down The Governor.
"That was a slaughter!" Karen shouted as she walked toward The Governor, throwing her hands out in exclamation.

"You bunch of pussies!" Martinez spat out and turned to mutter at The Governor. "Told you we should have handled this shit ourselves."

"And we're done fighting for a hole with a half dozen psychopaths living in it. They can keep it!" Paul shouted out, furious at the fact that The Governor had lied about the whole mission.

"You've seen what they've done. They've attacked us, killed my boy! We're going back!" Allen shouted back at Paul; only to have Karen yelling back at him.

"We are not soldiers. Want us to kill biters? Of course. But this is crazy."

"All right, go home! Think you're gonna be safe…" As the fury built up inside him, The Governor was unable to hear the warring voices and raised his rifle in the air. He shot Paul first just as the man was about to climb back in the truck and head back to the safety of the town. He then sprayed his fire all across the people he classed as betrayers and ignored their screams. Martinez jerked his head over to Bowman and the pair of them started to slip around the edge of the truck. As The Governor turned around, Allen raised his own rifle and prepared to shoot back. He was willing to return to the prison to avenge the death of his son, Ben but apparently The Governor had other plans for him. He slid his pistol out from the inside pocket of his coat and calmly fired a round into other man's head. The Governor walked out into the fields surrounding the Highway looking for anyone else that might have escaped his wrath. Karen had dragged another man's body over to cover her own and lay panting heavily under the weight. When she heard The Governor's careful tread drawing near, she held her breath, praying that he wouldn't put a bullet in her head; like he was doing to some poor unfortunate soul behind her. Please, please, please… She chanted in her head as she continued to lay perfectly still, almost suffocating under the weight of the dead man on top of her. She only started to breathe again when she heard the slamming of the truck door and the engine start up. She risked a quick glance and saw that only Martinez and Bowman survived the massacre – his last two remaining henchmen now that Merle Dixon had left the ranks. She waited until they were out of sight before running over to climb up into the armoured truck; just in time as the dead were starting to rise again…