Disclaimer: My rehashing of things that actually happened in the show are not spot on, I'll admit it. But, they really wouldn't be exactly the same if there was another character, would they? Just go with it, yeah?
Daryl and Jo woke up with a start. Rick was yelling in the outside room… yelling at someone.
They went to the other room to see what the commotion was. Rick was over a woman, asking her questions. Finally, he came through the gate and locked it.
"Who the fuck is that?" Daryl asked, following Rick to the inner cells.
"She walked to the fence carrying a basket of formula. She said Glenn and Maggie were taken to a town nearby. We have to go get them."
"I'm in," Daryl said immediately.
"I am too," Jo said.
Rick and Daryl both looked at her.
"No way, babe," Daryl said.
"Don't pull that male elitist shit on me. I can help," Jo said.
"I don't know, Jo. If we have both of you go, your decisions might be altered. We need everyone clear-headed," Rick sad.
"Are you fucking serious?" Jo asked. "Wow. " Jo walked back to the cell and slammed the door shut dramatically.
Daryl discussed strategy with Rick for a moment before walking to the closed cell. He put his arms through the bars and leaned forward, resting his head against the metal.
"Don't be mad at me," he said.
Jo didn't look at him as she lay on the cot.
Daryl opened the cell door and entered slowly. "Babe, you know if we both go and one of us gets into trouble the other would completely lose focus," he said.
Jo looked his way. "You also can't stand the thought of me out there fighting."
Daryl couldn't help but smile. "Of course I hate the thought of you being in danger. I'd be a bad boyfriend if I didn't."
"Whoa, boyfriend? I don't remember taking that plunge," she said.
"Sorry, girl. You're stuck with me," he said with arms raised. He laughed and sat on the cot.
Jo sighed. "I still think this is bullshit."
"I know ya do."
"I'm worried about you guys going. Be careful."
"Don't worry."
"Yeah, I'll do my best not to worry about you." She kissed his forehead and led the way out of the cell. Rick, Michonne and Oscar were prepping for the rescue.
"Daryl, I'm gonna need you on your game," Rick said, handing him his crossbow.
"Don't worry 'bout me," he responded.
As they left the prison, Jo held Daryl back. She took his hand in hers and pressed something cold into it. He opened his hand and saw her locket necklace.
"For good luck," she said.
Daryl put the necklace on under his shirt before grabbing her face roughly and kissing her.
"Now, go save Glenn and Maggie," she said as they parted. Tears gushed out of her eyes as soon as he turned away. When Daryl turned back, her hands were covering her eyes and Carol had her arm over Jo's shoulder comforting her. Daryl let out a sigh and jumped into the truck.
Carol led Jo back into the prison as the truck pulled away and sat her on the stairs. When she returned, she had baby Judith in her arms, giving her a bottle. Jo looked up and smiled through her tears.
"Could I feed her?" Jo asked.
Carol smiled and handed Judith down to Jo carefully. She took a seat next to Jo and brushed Judith's hair lovingly. Jo stared into that innocent face and smiled.
"You know, when I first saw Daryl feed her, I about cried," Jo said as she wiped a tear from her cheek. "It was the sweetest thing I'd ever seen. I knew I loved him then… and call me crazy, but seeing that kinda made me wanna have little badass redneck babies with him." She brushed a tear that fell from her face to Judith's and smiled at the thought of little Daryl's running around. "I guess we don't live in that kinda world anymore, though, do we?"
Carol smiled meekly and touched her face. "You never know."
Jo shifted Judith in her arms, causing her to let out a cry. "Shhh, darlin'. It'll be ok."
"You never know," Carol said.
An hour had passed before the rescue team returned. Rick led in an injured Glenn and terrified Maggie with Michonne following behind. Hershel immediately began to attend Glenn's injuries. Jo didn't see Daryl and Rick walked straight toward her.
"Jo, listen," Rick began.
"Where is he? Where's Daryl?" she asked with panic in her voice.
"He was captured," Rick said. "Jo, he's still alive. We're going back for him."
"How did you let him get captured? How could you do this? And you just left him?" Jo was screaming and pacing. Tears were streaming down her face.
"I'm sorry, Jo. I'm so sorry."
"Well, what are we going to do? Let's go after him!"
"We need everyone who can fight," Rick announced.
Carol, Michonne and Carl all stepped up next to Jocelyn.
"We can help," came a voice behind them.
That's when Rick first noticed the new group locked in the next room.
"Who are you?" Rick asked.
"I found them in the prison," Carl said.
"I'm Tyreese. This is Sasha, Ben and Robert," said the leader, a tall, black man.
"I don't know you. Who are you?" Rick asked, stressed.
"It doesn't seem like you have much time for that. Tell us what we can do and we'll help," Tyreese said.
Rick hesitated.
"Come on, Rick. We need them. Daryl needs us," Jo yelled.
Rick unlocked the door and quickly made a plan. They left the prison heavily armed 15 minutes later.