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Previously:

New determination in her step, Faye listened out for any movement in the bushes that could be animals, or walkers. Eventually though, Daryl stopped and Faye nearly bumped into him at the unexpected stop.

Looking up at him, he was staring intently at something. Faye followed his gaze.

There, in all it's walker-infested glory, was a prison.

"It's perfect."

Rick was right, the prison was perfect. Faye stood by Carl as the group surveyed their surroundings.

Well, it would be perfect. They just had to sand the edges down.

By that, they had to take out all the walkers in the field, yard, cell blocks, and any that were hiding.

"If we can shut that gate, prevent more from filling the yard. We can pick off these walkers. We'll take the field by tonight." Rick continued.

Hershel spoke, the growls of walkers in the background. "So how do we shut the gate?"

"I'll do it," Glenn replied. No, he probably wouldn't. Not if the look on Maggie's face had anything to do with it. "You guys cover me."

The woman shook her head. "No. Suicide run."

Glenn protested a little before Rick agreed with Maggie. "No, you, Maggie and Beth draw as many other there. Pop 'em through the fence." The man turned to the hunter. "Daryl, go back to the other tower. Carol, you've become a pretty good shot. Take your time, we haven't got much ammo to waste."

Rick then turned to the children. "Hershel, you, Carl, Faye, take this tower."

"Right." Carl nodded.

"You got it." Faye finished as the three hurried to the tower door.

Climbing quickly, they were able to see more of the field and prison. Faye turned to Carl with a grin. "Think we can really do this? There'll be so much space!"

The boy seemed excited too. "We can do it. We can make it safe, then we'll be able to stay here!"

Hershel smiled at the two kids as they held up their guns, Rick about to run into the field. "We could make a life here. For now though, why don't we focus on clearin' the field?"

Both nodding, the children lined up on the rail as Lori opened the door.

Then the shots rang out, walkers dropping as Rick made his was to the gate of the yard. Faye was careful with when she shot, not wanting to waste any ammo. Firing, the girl gave a little smirk as the bullet hit straight through a walker's forehead. That was a damn good shot.

Soon enough, Rick made it safely to the guard tower, gate locked closed, and Daryl gave the call to pick off the stragglers left roaming in the field.

With a final bang, the last walker fell to the ground.

Glancing at each other, the two children grinned before running to climb back the tower. They had earned this space, and they were going to make the most of it.

"What if there are prisoners inside?"

The group had sat down and dinner was just about to be cooked when Faye asked. Next to her, T-Dog gave the girl an incredulous look. "Alright, I'm gonna point to the yard and give you a minute to work out why that was a bad question."

"No, no, I know the walkers are prisoners, but what about if there are any alive? What if they, like, hid from the walkers?"

T-Dog raised an eyebrow before repeating himself. "I'm gonna point to the yard and give you a minute to work out why that was a bad question."

"What's wrong with that?" Faye held her head up with her hand as she grumbled. "Could be."

Carol added to the little conversation. "It's been too long, all the prisoners would have died from dehydration and starvation. They won't be a problem."

"Oh." Faye got it now. "I'm not worried about them being a problem anyway." Faye nudged Carl with her arm. "Sheriff over here can have his first arrest!"

When night finally fell, the food was ready. The group sat around the fire to eat, Faye still sat in between Carl and T-Dog. Content with letting the others hold up the conversation, Faye sat cross-legged as she ate.

"Mmm, just like Mom used to make." Glenn said, throwing the bone into the field. Was he being sarcastic? Faye wasn't sure, but she liked the taste. There was a minute or so of more silence before T-Dog spoke up.

"Tomorrow we'll pull the bodies together, keep 'em away from the water. Now, if we can dig a canal under that fence, we could have plenty of fresh water."

Hershel continued. "The soil is good. We could plant some seed. Grow some tomatoes, cucumbers, soy-beans."

That was good. Faye always liked tomatoes. It was a good plan as long as they could actually find the seeds.

"That's his third time around." Faye turned to see the old man talking about Rick. "If there was any part of it compromised, he'd of found it by now."

Yeah, but was Rick was just looking out for Lori and the baby, right? If there was anything wrong, they needed to know. But, maybe three times was a bit much.

Apparently trying to lighten the mood, Beth smiled at the pregnant woman. "This'll be a good place to have the baby. Safe."

Faye glanced over to Daryl, he should be eating right now. Carol took him something, knowing he wouldn't have any food otherwise. Sure enough, the woman was stood on the upturned vehicle with him. Actually, they were quite close together.

...

Was Daryl giving Carol a back rub?

Faye held back her grin as she and Carl shifted into a lying down position, the girl resting her head on her arms. Carol was always flirting with Daryl, it was funny to watch. But a back rub? Man, those two were finally getting somewhere!

Well, maybe.

"How about Partin' Glass?" Hershel was trying to convince his youngest daughter to sing. It would be a nice way to end the day.

Beth looked awkward about the situation. "No one wants to hear."

"I do." Faye said, smiling when the blonde looked over to her.

Glenn encouraged the girl. "Why not?"

Sitting up, Beth agreed. "Okay." She glanced round at the group again before starting. "Of all the money e'er I had, I spent it in good company. And all the harm, e'er I've ever done, alas, it was to none but me."

As the blonde sung on, Rick wandered back, Daryl and Carol joining them too. All the group now present, Maggie joined Beth in the song. "Oh, all the comrades that e'er I had, were sorry for my going away. And all the sweethearts that e'er I had, would wish me one more day to stay. But since it falls unto my lot, that I should rise and you should not. I'll gently rise and I'll softly call, goodnight and joy be with you all."

Faye was pretty sure she would have fallen asleep then, eyes drooping shut, if Rick didn't start talking.

"Better all turn in," Yeah, that was what she was trying to do! "I'll take watch over there. Gotta big day tomorrow."

Propping her head back up with her hands, Faye grumpily listened as Glenn questioned what their leader meant.

"I know we're all exhausted. This was a great win, but we've got to push just a little bit more. Most of the walkers are dressed as guards and prisoners, looks like this place fell pretty early, could mean the supplies are intact. Infirmary, commissary-"

"Armoury?" Daryl asked.

"That'd be outside the prison itself, but not too far away. Warden's office would have information on the location. Weapons, food, medicine." Rick listed. "This place could be a gold mine."

"We're dangerously low on ammo." Hershel was right, Faye herself only had six bullets left in the Glock 19, and the adults probably had even less. "We'll run out before we make a dent."

Rick nodded. "That's why we have to go in there - hand to hand. After all we've been through, we can handle it, I know it." The man then turned to Faye and Carl. "These assholes don't stand a chance."

With that, the leader stood and walked off.

Faye wasn't sure whether she liked that plan. She was capable of using a knife - didn't always take down a walker in one because they were often too tall - but she didn't like it. Using a knife meant you felt the skull crack beneath your hand, blood often splattering on your face, it was too up close and personal for Faye's liking. When the girl was finally given a silencer, she was relieved she could use that instead.

Carol came and sat down next to her. "Come on, you should get some sleep."

The girl didn't argue.

As it turned out, Faye didn't have to kill that many walkers.

Rick took Daryl, T-Dog, Glenn and Maggie into the yard to secure the second gate while the others were told to draw away as many walkers as they could, killing them through the fence. Faye still had to use her knife, deciding to save her bullets for a more urgent situation.

Then the adults inside the yard disappeared from sight.

Carl's hand gripped the fence, trying to get a look. "I can't see Dad."

"I can't see anyone. That just means they're closing the gate, right?"

The boy nodded, as if assuring himself. "Yeah."

Sure enough, the small group emerged unharmed, but did not immediately walk back. Instead, they cautiously made their way into a cell block.

"Think it'll take long?" Carl asked, eyes on the door his father went through.

"I don't know. Depends how many are in there, but the yard didn't take much time and there were loads of walkers. They'll get us in in no time." Faye said, looking at the same spot.

It took a while, but eventually, they were called into the cell block.

They were called into their new home.

As everyone chose a room, Faye could easily see Carl wanted to follow Beth. At first, Faye was unsure what to tell him, but went with teasing.

"Follow her, lover-boy. I'll wait outside." Faye smirked at him.

Carl did the usual 'arm-nudge' to tell her to shut up, but the girl just sniggered in response.

Like she said, Faye leant against the wall when Carl went in, silently listening to his attempt at conversation. Then, much to her amusement, Hershel walked over.

The old man raised his eyebrows at her upon noticing Carl and in return, Faye smiled sweetly. Oh, she couldn't wait to hear Carl's excuse.

As the farmer walked in, Faye pressed her lips together to stop giggling. "You find a cell yet?"

Faye covered her mouth with a hand. "I- uh- yeah! I was just- uh- just making sure Beth's safe. See ya tomorrow."

When the boy emerged from the cell, he had a blush on his face. Looking over at her, he frowned at the grin on her face. "Shut up."

"Didn't say anything!" Faye skipped ahead of him to the stairs, sticking her tongue out at him childishly. "Come on, lover-boy, let's go get us some cells."

Both children walked up the metal stairs, stepping around Daryl's things at the top before choosing a relatively clean room.

"You said some cells, don't wanna share?" Carl asked as they sat on the bed. "It'll be boring."

"Won't your Dad want to share one with you?" The silent 'because he won't share with Lori' stayed just that. Faye knew they were having problems, the whole group did. The secret of Lori and Shane had gotten out, Carl one of the last to hear. The topic was sensitive.

Carl nodded. "I guess he will. You'll be okay by yourself?"

Oh. That hadn't occurred to her, being alone in a prison cell. She reasoned with herself as she spoke, hoping the words would come across as playful. "Nah, I'm a big girl, you know. 'Sides, you can just get the cell next to mine, we can visit. Take your stuff next door, we can unpack and meet up again." Faye finished with a pat of the wall by the bed. Agreeing, Carl dragged his bag next door. As Faye stood up to put her backpack onto the top bunk, Faye heard Carl complain.

"Why do I have to have the dirty cell?" He called to her. Faye laughed.

"Clean it or move, dumbass!" Calling back, Faye was pretty sure Daryl would be able to hear them. The man either didn't care about the language or wasn't listening.

Faye grinned as she heard shuffling come from the other room before an annoyed looking Carl walked past her cell, dragging his bag along the floor. "Hypocrite."

When the girl merely laughed, Carl shook his head, unable to hold his own small smile.

Hopefully, there would be more laughing from now.

Carl was fiddling with a guard hat as some of the group prepared to leave.

Tossing her his hat, the boy pulled it over his head. The two were hoping they could join the adults.

Faye put on the sheriff hat herself, her bangs being pushed down into her left eye. Faye chuckled a little at Carl's messed up hair when the helmet fell off, and he seemed pleased to amuse someone. Then Rick came over, and the mood was ruined.

"You won't need that." He said, giving Faye a glance too. "Need you to stay put, both of you."

Of course they wouldn't let the kids with them.

"You're kidding?" Carl said.

Faye added to it. "Yeah, we're good shots!"

"That's why I need you here. We don't know what's in there." He said the next bit directly to Carl, or at least, Faye hoped he did. "Something goes wrong you could be the last man standing. I need you to handle things here."

"Sure." Carl nodded, taking the keys from his Dad. Well, if Carl agreed, Faye guessed she did too.

"Great, let's go." Rick said as he made his way to the door and the two children followed behind. Just before the man followed his team, he tapped Faye on the shoulder. "Hey, our favour still stand?"

Faye frowned a little before realising Rick was talking about their chat back at the farm. Smiling, she replied.

"You got it."

Author's Notes:

Don't throw things at me! Okay, so Carl still has a little crush on Beth. Right now? Yeah. Will it last forever? No. Give it time and you will be rewarded XD

And to the excitable guest reviewer, yes, I noticed you! I read all the reviews. Season 4 will have plenty of moments to enjoy. On that note, thank you to all the reviewers! Reading your comments make my day!

So, more excitement for Faye next chapter! See you on Friday.

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