A/N: Let's cut toooo...chapter twoooo. Haha. Its a song. A damn good song. So I've actually come up with another idea for a second Randall fic. Still using Aisling, but like an alternate story. Like what if Rick let him go? I'm going to write it. Soon. Yah, I really do like Randall. Anyway. Read.

Shit. Now what? Maggie could easily see how distraught she was about the presumed death of her boyfriend. She couldn't possibly tell her what the group had done to him after they found him and saved him. Been mean to him wasn't even a start. They had…tortured him. Beaten him up, interrogated him…killed him. Even though Shane wasn't a member of their group anymore, he was when he killed Randall. So Randall's death was caused by the group. Her boyfriend. Whom she was in love with. Whom she was going to marry. His blood was on their hands. Maggie put her hand to her head.

"Are you okay, Maggie?" Aisling touched Maggie's shoulder.

"Rick found him. Rick and Glenn and my dad. They found Randall. He was severely wounded, but not dead."

"What?"

"His leg had gotten impaled. A railing on a fence was stuck right through, right under his knee. They pulled him off. My daddy patched up his leg, got him back on his feet."

Aisling's face lit up. "He's okay?"

Maggie was silent for a moment, and looked away. "…I never said that…He was our prisoner…we kept him locked up. Daryl interrogated him, beat him, and tortured him." Maggie saw Aisling's face drop with each and every word she said. "Rick was gonna let him go…leave him out somewhere far from here…but Shane, he's dead don't worry, he took him out into the woods…tricked him. Snapped his neck. He's dead."

Aisling was silent. Two lone tears tumbled down her cheeks. "Why? Why would you do that?"

"We thought…we thought he was a threat. That if we let him go back to his group, he'd rat us out and we'd be attacked. He said he wouldn't, that he was different, but we couldn't trust him."

"If he said he wouldn't, he wouldn't. He would never break a promise like that. He's always been the most trustworthy person in the whole group. He was different."

Maggie ran her hand through her hair. "He asked for you."

"He did?" She nodded.

Flashback

Maggie was standing outside the shed where Randall was being kept. Guarding it. He had been quiet, so she assumed that he had fallen asleep or something. But he hadn't.

"Maggie, that's you out there right?"

"Yes. Now shut up." She had been told that Randall had gone to school with her, and that he knew who she was, even though she didn't know him.

"Please. I'm not gonna beg ya to let me go. Just listen to me."

Silence. "I'm listening." she responded.

"You're dating that Asian guy, right? I heard you run over to him."

"Yes."

"So you know what it's like to love someone, right?"

"Yes."

"Then you'll understand. Please. I left my girlfriend with my group. I'm not asking you to let me go. I'm asking you to go get her."

"No!"

"Please! I know ya'll are gonna kill me. I want to make amends with her before I die. I…I want to die with her holding my hand. Please." She could hear his voice break over the last word. She could hear his sobs. She knew he was crying. "If I'm gonna die, I don't wanna leave her thinking something that ain't true."

End of Flashback

Aisling was steadily crying now. "What did he mean, 'make amends'?"

"The night he and Dave and Tony and the others went out, we had gotten in a fight. We had gotten into disagreements before, but nothing like that. That was why he went out. He never wanted to go out on supply runs or anything. He was terrified of death. But that night, we just started hollerin' at each other over something stupid. I've even forgotten what it was. But he just walked out on me, just up and left. I tried to stop him, he was always so clumsy, I knew he'd get hurt. But he didn't listen. He just wanted to get away from me."

"Well…he didn't hate you." She stood up. "Come on. We should…probably tell Rick."

Aisling stood up tearfully and nodded.

A/N: Hmmm...what to say down here...Michael Zegen(Randall) and Jon Bernthal(Shane) went to college together. That would make Michael Zegen a lot older than he looks. Erm so basically I like Randall for the same reason I like Ben. He's...useless. In a really funny way. Like Randall just screams and goes off of his head. Its funny. Plus I felt REALLY bad for him. He got beat up by Daryl. Seriously. And honestly, I didn't think he was a bad guy. Just...scared. Like he needed someone to love, someone to love him back. And from there sprung Aisling. Baiiiiii!