Jo stumbled into the prison with tears streaming down her face. She heard other men join the Governor as he forced her at gunpoint into their safe haven.

She let out a sob as she entered the cell block, getting Carol's attention.

"You ok, Jo?..." she spotted the Governor and gasped.

Maggie exited a cell holding Judith after hearing Carol. Jo was apologizing through sobs as the Governor's men filled the cell block. Maggie shoved Beth behind her protectively and Hershel hobbled next to her.

"Well, look who it is," the Governor snarled at Maggie. He let go of Jo's shoulder and she joined the group. Carol put an arm around her and tried to calm her as the Governor said, "You have a baby, huh?"

"She's my sister. You leave her alone," Carl responded.

The Governor laughed. "I'm not gonna do anything with your baby sister." The men were going through their cells, taking all weapons and ammunition.

"It looks like they have this cell block cleared. There's still walkers throughout the prison," one of his men reported back.

"Just like you said, Maggie. Thanks," the Governor said.

"Why do you need the prison when you have a town?" Jo asked, stepping forward.

He laughed, turning his good eye toward her. "I'm tired of taking care of other needy people who piss their pants every time a walker comes moaning about. I'm gonna do whatever the hell I want and you, you pretty little thing, are going to help me do just that."

"I don't know what you have in mind, but you aren't touching her," Carol responded.

The Governor backhanded her so hard she fell to the ground. "Lock them up," he demanded. "Sweatheart, you're coming with me." He grabbed Jo's shoulder. She struggled to get away, pulling his knife from his belt and pointing it at him.

"Get away from me." Her hands were shaking at the possibilities of what this sick man was going to do to her.

"Feisty!" he chuckled, as two of his men grabbed and disarmed her. He took hold of her collar, bringing her inches from his face. "If you ever pull anything like that again, I will brutalize and kill you and all your little friends," he spat. He let go of her and began walking. "Now let's go."

The Governor and eight of his ten men walked to the front of the prison, stopping just inside the open door looking into the field. "The others are at Woodbury, aren't they?" He only had to look at her to know he was right. "We couldn't have planned this any better. What's your relationship with the group? Andrea never mentioned you. What's your name?"

Jo didn't know what to do. She couldn't think of a believable lie on the fly, but she didn't want her relationship with Daryl known. He would surely use that to his benefit. When she didn't respond, one of his men hit her hard in the jaw. "Answer him."

She covered her mouth with her hand and tasted blood. She felt dizzy and could feel her heart beating in her head.

"I…I…I don't know why Andrea never mentioned me. I've been with the group since Atlanta," she said honestly.

"What's your name?"

"Jo."

"You were alone when you joined the group?" He stood with his hands on his hips, facing her.

"I was with my dad. He's dead."

"But you must mean something to the group. You've been with them for so long…" he suggested.

"Well, yeah. We're all family."

"A pretty woman like this," one of his men suggested, "she has to be sleeping with one of the men."

The Governor sneered. "He's right. You're holding out on us. Who are you with? Not the Asian. That pretty one – Maggie – is with him. So who is it? The leader – Rick?"

She gave no answer.

"Merle's brother?"

She grimaced for a moment and he saw it.

"Ha! Perfect! Come on." He dragged her out a ways, turned and punched her. Jo let out a gasp and fell to the ground. The Governor picked her up and tore at her shirt. "You see, this is what's going to happen. Your friends out there are going to discover everyone at Woodbury is dead, and the man they're after is gone. I'm going to be right here, out in the open, waiting for them." He hit her again, sending her to the ground. "I'll be right here with you all battered and bloody. Oh, I'm sure that will drive that hick boyfriend of yours wild." The Governor picked Jo up and unbuttoned her pants. She squirmed, trying to stop him. "Don't you fucking fight me," he said with a finger in her face.

Blood dripped off her bottom lip and her left eye was already swelling shut. The Governor took out his knife to cut through her pants. He ripped them off and finished ripping off her shirt. "Well, aren't you a pretty little thing?"

Jo tried to cover herself with her arms. She was trembling and terrified. She'd never been this scared, not even of walkers. At least with walkers you knew what you were going to get. But with this man, Jo had no idea what her fate would be.

"Look at you. You're shaking from head to foot," he punched her in the stomach, "as you should be."

One of his men picked her up off the ground this time. The Governor turned his back to her and slowly walked. "Play your cards right and you'll make it out of this," he said. The men marched her forward.

"Are you out there?" The Governor yelled.

"Shit," Rick muttered as the six of them crept toward the prison. They could see four figures standing in the prison yard. "What are we gonna do?"

"I dunno, but my girl is in there. We have to do somethin'," Daryl said.

As they crept a bit closer, Glenn groaned. "That's Jo," he said.''

The Governor walked under one of the lights with his hostage. They could see she was stripped and looked to be battered.

"Hello?" The Governor called. "I think I have something of yours, Daryl."

"That sonovabitch," Daryl said. He moved to get up, but Rick pulled him back.

"Wait, what's our game plan here?" he asked.

"We don't have one. He beat Jo. Imma kill him," Daryl said.

"Wait," Andrea urged. "The four of us will approach," Andrea motioned to herself, Rick, Glenn and Daryl, "If he asks about Michonne, we'll say she left. She's always been a loner. And he doesn't know about Tyreese. I'm sure they have men patrolling the grounds. Michonne and Tyreese will find a way into the yard. We are going to have to see what he wants."

Rick nodded. "That's the best we can do right now."

"Then let's fucking go!" Daryl almost yelled as he sprung up.

"Ahh, there you are. I was beginning to think you had abandoned your weak," the Governor said as they approached. His guards were locked and loaded as the group approached and motioned for them to drop their weapons.

"Get your hands off of her," Daryl snarled, reaching the fence. Her wounds were worse than he imagined. Rage swept through him. Tears were in Jo's eyes and she was shaking her head.

"Now, now, calm down," the Governor said, putting his arms around Jo. She flinched impulsively, making Daryl more furious. "I just had a little fun with your pretty girlfriend like I did with Glenn's."

Glenn's eyes widened at the memory. He was playing with them like a cat plays with a mouse before it kills. "Where's that bitch, Michonne?" he asked, finally.

"She left us a few days back," Rick said. He didn't bother trying to make anything else up.

"She is a loner," the Governor said, seeming to believe it.

"Now, what do you want?" Rick asked.

The Governor laughed. "I want what every man wants. A safe place to sleep, food to eat, a woman to warm my bed…" Andrea scrunched her nose in disgust at that and the Governor played with Jo's hair draped over her shoulder. "But, that's asking a little much these days. So, I'll take the prison you so kindly cleared out for us. If you don't do anything sneaky, I won't even rape this one again before I give her back."

"You mother fucker," Daryl started.

"He didn't rape me," Jo interjected. The Governor slapped her.

"Don't interrupt me," he said.

"Governor, we just want our people safe," Rick said, holding Daryl back.

"And I just want you people out of my hair," he said, smiling.

Tyreese and Michonne crept along the fence in the darkness. They counted four men on this side, which wasn't a problem. Michonne jumped over the fence, followed closely by Tyreese. She approached a guard from behind and sliced his head off. Tyreese stabbed the next in the lungs and they took shelter against the wall. The third guard rounded the corner right into Michonne's ready katana. They inched along the wall. The could see the Governor, two of his men and Jo standing near the fence talking with their group. Another guard was near the door of the prison. Tyreese crept to him, muffled him with his hand and slit his throat, but not before he let out a yell.

The Governor and his men spun around. The guards let off a few shots into the dark as they ran for Michonne and Tyreese. Tyreese took a bullet to the leg before killing one and Michonne easily slaughtered the other. The Governor held Jo in front of him, a pistol to her head. The group had picked up their weapons. "Hey, watch it," the Governor said, waving the half naked Jo in front of him. Michonne and Tyreese approached the Governor warily. "Well, well, well," he continued. By then, the two men from inside the prison and the other two patrolling joined the group, forcing Michonne and Tyreese to drop their weapons. "No, I'm going to let you four in, but only if you cooperate."

He opened the gate, pulling Jo back by the hair when she tried to reach for Daryl. The group wasn't outnumbered, but they didn't have the weaponry. They'd have to outsmart and out fight them. The Governor motioned for the group to move forward. Daryl walked in front of Jo, watching her over his shoulder. "Are you ok?" he asked.

Jo nodded. "Isn't that adorable," the Governor snarled. He shoved Daryl forward, causing him to snap. Daryl grabbed the knife hidden under his shirt and stabbed the guard next to him. Rick pulled a hidden handgun and shot another one, while Tyreese tackled another and Glenn took out the fourth. Andrea had her gun pulled and was aiming at the Governor once the commotion ended.

"Andrea, I'm hurt," the Governor said, holding Jo close. She was surprisingly calm. Jo made eye contact with Daryl and slowly inched her hand toward the Governor's belt. "Daryl, you seem to forget I don't give a shit about your girl. I won't hesitate to kill her." He cocked his gun dramatically and laughed. "She's no use to me. She's been fucking you? I don't think I want her anymore."

Just as he let out a hideous laugh, Jo grabbed the knife, turned and stabbed the Governor in the neck. He pulled the trigger once as he fell to the ground. Daryl grabbed Jo, hugging her tightly. Andrea stepped on the Governor's chest, pointing her gun at his head. He gurgled blood, smiling as she pulled the trigger. She kicked his dead, worthless body and followed the group inside.

Rick unlocked the cells the rest of the group was locked in as Daryl sat Jo down. He touched her face lightly, inspecting her wounds with tears in his eyes.

"I'm so sorry, babe. I'm so sorry. Are you ok?"

She nodded.

Daryl draped a blanket over Jo's shoulders. "I'm so sorry." He kissed her swollen eye, while tears fell from his.

"I'm fine. It's over," she said, laying on the cot and closing her eyes