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" Were all infected." Rick's words were still buzzing in everyone's ears as they were forced to make camp in the ruins of an old stone wall. No one liked the idea but Rick had seemed very on edge ever since he came back. Jenna kept Beth and Carl close as Rick and Lori argued about something.

When a twig snapped in the darkness people started to get angry. " We can't just go off in the dark." Rick said.

" Well we can't just stay out in the open!" Carol complained.

" Well what do what us to do Carol? Unless you can build a solid wall around us over night then that's what we have to do." Jenna spoke up as everyone started to question Rick.

" We can't just sit here." Carol argued again. Then everyone started to agree. Daryl however just stayed back and kept quiet.

" Alright seriously calm down." Jenna said. " Panicking isn't helping the situation. Look we are all tired and we are all scared." Jenna pointed out to Carol who just looked at her. " If we all just relax and keep our heads we will make it through the night." Jenna said looking over at Beth and Carl who nodded.

It was quiet for a minute then a twig snapped again. " Do something!" Carol said again and Jenna was very close to punching her just to get her to shut up.

" I am doing something!" Rick finally spoke up again. He was yelling in a whisper but it was still intense. Lori stood back and said nothing. Jenna stood beside him. She knew she had pushed Rick away and now was the moment to just forget about all that shit. " I killed my best friend for you people!" He said and Jenna's heart stopped. She had just heard him say those words that stung her with guilt. Her eyes widened then just looked at him as he continued his rant. " You think you can do better? Then go ahead." He said and Carol sat down. " No takers? Fine then let's get one this straight… if your staying. This isn't a democracy anymore." He said then got a look at Jenna's face.

Rick couldn't tell if it was fear, anger or just guilt. He just looked at her then stormed off as everyone just went into their tents as T-Dog and Daryl stood watch on top of the short walls surrounding them.

Jenna walked past everyone and before she knew it she was alone. She looked around and then felt the tears just come pouring out. She couldn't hold it in any longer. She couldn't deal with everything that had happened in the past week and then Rick killing Shan finally made her water gates break.

" Son of bitch." She said hitting a tree. She knew it was all her fault. She pushed Shane away and told him to look out for Lori. She couldn't help but feel like she had pulled the knife or trigger on him and killed him herself. She hit the tree next to her again and finally fell to the ground and tried to stop the tears.

She didn't even realize Rick come from behind her. " Jenna?" he asked in a worried tone. She jumped to her feet and turned to face him. He had heavy eyes and they were just staring at her. He took a step closer as she whipped the tears away. They still feel but slower. " I…"

" No Rick." She stopped him and he was shocked. " This is my fault." She said.

" Yours? How?" He asked.

" I was the one who told Shane to look out for Carl and Lori while you were in the hospital. I told him not to let her slip away from reality. I freaking pushed him right at her!" She just about yelled. " If I would have just shut up and minded my own…"

" Jenna. This isn't your fault. Shane wasn't the same anymore. He was a danger to everyone. I couldn't let him hurt Carl, Lori or you anymore." he said and her eyed lit up.

" Me?" She asked.

"Oh come on. I know that you two had a special friendship and I know you cared a lot about Shane. I know you tried your best to talk him out of his delusion." Rick said. " But I also know what he wanted to do." He paused. " Jenna he was going to take you and Beth away. He didn't care if you two died he just wanted you away from me." he said. " Shane would have killed you too." Rick said and Jenna's eyes started to cry again. " So I am sorry…"

Before Rick could finish his sentence Jenna ran into his arms. The two shared one of the most intense hugs. Even more so then the one when they had met after the world had gone to shit. " I'm sorry too." She said. They both just stayed for a moment holding each other. When the had let go she had realized he didn't want to go back to camp. " Okay sit we have to talk." She said.

Rick sat next to her under the tree she was hitting. " Now that we are out in the open these people are going to be just as on edge as you are." She said and he just sat and listened. " We can move from place to place as well as look for a more permanent place." She said. " We also have to think about Lori. She will be full on pregnant in a few months and that's not even considering winter." She said.

" Last year we had one of the worst winters on record." Rick said. " Let's hope it isn't the same." he said. " I don't think we could live through a winter running." He said. " Get some supplied together and be gone in the morning." Rick said and Jenna just agreed with him.

" Who knows maybe the bastards will freeze?" Jenna tried to smile but couldn't. They sat in silence for a moment then she asked a question Rick wasn't ready to answer but knew he had to. " Can you tell me how… Shane died." Jenna asked.

" Jenna…"

" Please." She asked.

" he pulled a gun on me." he stopped and looked at Jenna. She couldn't believe what she had just heard. Why would Shane do something so stupid? " He was saying that I ruined everything he had with Lori and you. He told me that if he killed me you all would get over it again. He was just not Shane anymore." he explained. " Told me he would keep you guys safer then I ever could. He really was going to shoot and so I drew my knife and acted." Rick said.

" and he died?" She asked.

" Well…I thought he was…" Rick stutter out. " Carl saw the whole thing happen."

" Oh God.."

" He pulled his own gun… I thought he was aiming for me." Rick stopped to look at the sadness in Jenna's eyes. She was more sad Carl had to see such a horrible thing happen. " He was aiming at Shane. He had turned in a matter of minutes. Carl put him down." Rick said not proud of what he said.

" Oh God… that poor little boy." She liked to think Carl was still just a baby who was to innocent for this world but already he had begun to change.

" Look… I.."

" No Rick, stop it." She stopped him with a smile. " You don't need to apologize. You were just doing what was best for your family. And well mine as well." She said. " I can't hold that against you. Shane was… he was a good person at times. But he had changed and would have caused more harm." Jenna said.

" So your really okay with this? Even after all that been going on?" He asked.

" I've been kind of a bitch haven't I?" She asked closing her eyes.

" Well…"

" I know. I thought I was doing what was right for Beth, but all I really was doing was pushing you away and thinking like one of those things out there." She said. Rick couldn't say anything. " Rick you helped me save Beth. And I never thanked you." She said. " So thank you." She smiled.

" Hey, your family. There is nothing wouldn't do for you and Beth." He smiled.

" And I would do the same for you guys. You know that right?" She asked.

" I do now." He said putting an arm around her. He just needed to be with his friend again. Jenna put her head on Rick's shoulder and sighed in relief. All their disputes were over and now they had to move on.

The two could do no more talking. They were just quiet. They just took in that night like old friends again. Jenna had finally reconnected with Rick and Rick had told Jenna what she needed to know. If this group was going to last the winter it was going to need it's leader. If the leader was going to keep his head he would need Jenna to keep him that way. Lori only seemed to add to the anger building up inside Rick. Carl was too young and now he had other people's lives on his hands.