A/N: Sorry, this is such a dull chapter but, you know, things have to be done. Also, apologies for nor replying to all the reviews individually. I like to do that but I have a rotten cold and writing this is hard enough. Anyway, enjoy.

6.

Daryl hadn't roused again the rest of the day.

Hershel made sure some one was always with him, but more often than not, it was Hershel himself.

Daryl had barely had sufficient healing time so he was pleased that he was getting the rest he needed. Although it barely stopped the others from coming by and casting worried gazes at the hunter.

It was agreed by majority that the weaker people should be moved from the prison. Seven people from Woodbury offered to stay and help and they were the more capable. The others ranged from too young, too old or too frail.

When Rick checked the progress of the people as they loaded supplies and people's possessions into the bus, he quickly realised that the bus would be crowded if they all went in there.

Carol had bought her own things out along with Daryl's and Rick took her to one side before she loaded it up.

"I've been thinking," he started making sure no one was too close to hear. "With Daryl as he is, he's going to be better off out of that bus. Those people haven't seen him and he's still hurting. Why don't you take one of the cars and you, Carl, Hershel and Judith can ride with Daryl."

"There's one problem with that though," Carol said.

"Oh?"

"I think you should talk to Hershel."

Rick's brow furrowed and he worried that Daryl had taken a turn for the worse. But then, carol hadn't seemed concerned and she had his things packed up. He went back to D Block and found Hershel in the chair beside Daryl's cot still. "Everything okay?" Rick asked, his eyes quickly looking over Daryl and realising that he still looked about the same as last time he'd seen him.

"I'm not leaving the prison," Hershel said.

"What?"

"I'm staying." Hershel said.

"What about Daryl?"

"Carol can take good care of him. She did a fine job with me and you'd just cut my leg off. Daryl's not that bad. Besides, if there's going to be a fight here, there's no way I'm leaving you all without anyone to tend to you. Someone could just as easily get hurt here."

"Hershel, I really..."

"There's no way I'm leaving my girls here while I go off somewhere safe, Rick. Not for anything."

"I have to stay," Rick established again.

Hershel nodded. "Judith will be taken care of. Carl can fend for himself."

Rick considered it before nodding. He couldn't ask the man to leave his own children to go with his own. if circumstances were different, he'd be leaving with Carl and Judith, but he had to make sure The Governor had no desire to go after the bus.

Tyresse appeared at the cell door just then. "Carol sent me. I'm supposed to help you get Daryl to the car." he said, speaking mostly to Rick.

Rick nodded. "Any supplies here we need to take?" he asked Hershel.

"No, Carol has everything she'll need already packed up. Where's the car?"

"Glenn's just moving it. As soon as it's in place he'll give us a shout. We won't have to move him very far."

Between them, Rick and Tyresse moved Daryl to the car, laying him down in the back seat. Hershel did a quick check to make sure he was okay after the move before throwing a blanket over the man and closing the door. Carol loaded the few bits they had in the boot as Carl came over to wait by them. He glanced in the back to Daryl before he stood with Carol.

Rick came out along with Beth. She carried a bag of Judith's essentials while Rick carried his daughter. Carol climbed into the drivers seat and Carl followed, sitting in the front passengers seat.

Rick placed a kiss on Judith's head before passing her to Carl. "I know you'll look after her," Rick said.

"If you get into trouble, there's a couple of flares in the boot. If we see them, we'll come and find you, okay? Carol, you travel North, stick to the smaller roads to avoid attention and roadblocks. try and find a safe place to let everyone rest for the night. If it seems safe enough, stay put. After three nights, if nothings happened or if it has, we'll let off the flares. If we don't let them off, move on. Keep going and don't come back."

Carol and Carl both nodded in understanding. And with nothing else left to stay, the group said there goodbyes.

Tyresse, Karen and Sasha decided to go with the people from Woodbury as they knew them better than anyone else in the group.

Rick watched the two vehicles as they drove out of the prison and slowly out of sight.

And he couldn't help but think he'd said goodbye to his children forever.