~Epilogue~
Carol's P.O.V.
We ran into the cell block and found Tessa lying on top of Daryl in a pool of blood. Rick leaned down and announced that they were dead. I began crying into Hershel's shoulder until I heard the whimpering of Kassie and Callie. I slowly walked over to them and Beth began singing "The Parting Glass." I jumped when a gunshot went off. Rick had shot Daryl in the head so that he didn't return as a walker while Tessa already had a gunshot to the head. Just then, the cell block door busted open and guys in military uniforms rushed in with guns raised.
"Are any of you bit," one of them asked.
"No."
"We have cleared out all the biters in France and are willing to take you there. We will be bombing the country soon."
"We'll go but we want to bury our friends," Rick said, gesturing to Tessa and Daryl before the military guy nodded.
Soon we were outside beside two mounds of dirt. We each spoke about their bravery, courage, skill, and hope. I dropped a Cherokee rose on each of their graves before walking over to the awaiting helicopter. I pulled out a picture that I had taken of Daryl and Tessa after we had found a camera. Daryl had his arm around Tessa while she had her head leaning on his shoulder. I put the picture back into my pocket, vowing that I would give it to the girls when they were older. As we descended higher, I said one final goodbye to Daryl and Tessa before closing my eyes and hoping for a future to die for.