A/N: The next chapter will be more interesting.

Ch. 28

The following day wasn't much better than the previous one. Rick had started vomiting bile, and had begun to cry intermittently, mumbling things about Lori and Judith and Carl that no one could really understand.

David was making plans for a supply run back to the college. They had to have antibiotics there, and he could probably make it back within eight hours or so.

Just as he finished his plan, he heard voices outside. Instantly recognizable voices.

Maggie and Glenn had found them.

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"You're back!" Beth came running out of the shed and hugged her sister tightly.

"That we are. We saw your note," Maggie replied.

"Not to mention the bodies," Glenn said.

"There was quite a blood bath," David told them.

Michonne stood to the side, smirking. Maggie and Glenn instantly knew why.

"He was turned, you know," Glenn informed her. "Still tied up. You did a good job with that."

Michonne smiled.

"I tried."

"What do they mean?" Carol asked.

"She tied the Governor up. Let him rot chained to the radiator. Fucker deserved it in my opinion," Glenn explained.

"That he did. Thank you," Daryl looked at Michonne.

"No problem."

"Anyway", Maggie started, We found a place way out there, near Paris Mountain State Park. It's a community. Real nice, the people seem friendly. We told them what happened and they said we could join them. I think it might be our best bet for now, considering Daryl's condition. They have a nurses station there."

"He's not the only one we have to worry about," Carol responded, gravely. "Rick's bad off. Has a bad infection."

"Oh… isn't dad taking care of him?"

The sorrowful look on everyone's faces told Maggie the answer to that.

"He didn't make it, did he."

Carol shook her head 'no' and Beth once again hugged her sister.

"Jacob shot the Governor for killing him," David said. "But…I'm sorry. It was fast, I think. And he definitely didn't turn."

Maggie didn't say anything. What could she say, really?

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The community was two hours from the overlook, so the group decided to make the trip that day.

The problem was, without the van, they had to figure out a way to squeeze everyone into two relatively small cars.

With Rick being as ill as he was, he was going to be in the first group. Beth, Carl and Judith would also be taken. Maggie would drive them.

Glenn would drive Michonne, Carol, Daryl and David, who would keep Elena on his lap.

They packed as much as they could into the trunks of the cars and were off, everyone hoping that the trip would go smoothly.

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Rick was in a really bad way by the time they'd arrived. Beth had had to unhook his IV and his fever seemed to be getting worse. He'd also vomited on himself a few times. Maggie had to open the windows so that the rest of them wouldn't get sick from the smell of it.

They arrived at the camp to see several people waiting for them. People who Maggie and Glenn had already met.

As Carl got out of the car to help Maggie with Rick, a young red-headed woman came over.

"Hello," she greeted them. "Let me help you."

The woman had an obvious French accent.

Maggie nodded and motioned for Carl to move.

"This is Amelie," Maggie introduced her, as everyone else got out of the car. "She's one of the nurses here."

"Oui. We must get him to the station." She motioned for another person, a man, to come over.

"And this is Marco," Maggie said.

The man was much older, in his late 50s or so, and had graying hair. His most noticeable feature was his bright blue eyes.
Marco nodded at the newbies and helped Amelie take Rick to the nurses' station. By that point, he had lost consciousness, so they ended up dragging him along.