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Previously:

Looking around at all the people, Faye felt a little overwhelmed by how little space there was in the cell. Before she went to sleep the night before, the girl had wedged the door open, just so she knew she'd be able to get out without a problem. Watching without turning her head too much, she began to feel a little dizzy.

Apparently, Hershel picked up on this. "Why don't we give Faye a little space? Get some more rest, you need to get your strength back."

Faye didn't complain. The group members filtered out her room, the girl shuffling down to rest her head on the pillow. Carl was the last to leave, seemingly reluctant.

"Just call if you need m- anything, right?"

Faye decided to ignore the slip up. "Right."

The rest of Faye's day was spent lying in bed to rest, which was getting more and more boring every minute. The girl had slept for a few more hours under strict watch from Carol and Hershel, Carl had visited a few times when she was awake, but Faye had seen no more glimpses of Daryl between dozing off.

Alright, technically she had, he had been walking past her cell and paused to look at her. Not wanting to talk to him, she pretended to be asleep. The man went away, so Faye assumed it worked like a charm.

(It was unconvincing, Faye was in denial.)

What if he wanted to apologize?

The girl dismissed the idea. In all the time she had spent with Daryl, he hadn't said sorry once.

Hershel had been the one to tell her the news, along with the fact that Merle had been brought too. Maybe that was so she wouldn't flip, so she would keep her cool while she was still injured, but that couldn't be known for sure. Faye was livid on the inside, she knew that. Unfortunately for her, the bedridden state she was in restricted her actions.

How dare he just waltz back in here, as if nothing happened! What was this group to him, a joke?

But, she tried to push those thoughts back. She was almost asleep again and would rather any nightmares didn't contain Daryl. Not that she could control that, anyway.

"Move aside, Rick."

That was familiar. Pleasantly familiar, but Faye couldn't quite put her finger on it.

It was Rick who spoke next. "I can't allow that, Andrea. Not after this."

Andrea! Holy crap, it was Andrea! Andrea was here! Andrea was alive! Andrea!

(Did she mention that she was really excited because Andrea was alive and was in the prison and this was totally awesome because Andrea started the whole 'girls are just as good as boys' and that got her doing runs and going hunting and this was totally awesome!)

"I'm not leaving until I see her."

Andrea wanted to see her! After all this time! This was so cool!

"Ya think after ya boyfriend walks in and shoots her in the head, we're just gonna let you waltz in like ya never left? This isn't gonna work, Faye ain't goin' near that psycho. 'Sides, you barely even knew her."

Daryl was defending her?

Ha! She didn't need defending, especially not against Andrea. Who was he to stop her seeing the woman, maybe Faye didn't want to see him! What had Andrea even done? It was probably less than he had.

(Faye pointedly ignored the fact that Daryl had said that Andrea's boyfriend shot her. She was too sleepy and more than willing to deny it.)

The blonde woman replied coolly. "Surely, that just proves how much of an impact the little time we spent together had."

There was a little more protesting before Faye decided to speak up. "Don't care-"

"Andrea!" The girl called, voice still a little too weak for Faye's liking. "Is that you?"

That stopped the adults talking. Footsteps headed towards her cell. When Andrea's face first appeared, it was confident and even a little smug.

Then, the look fell from her face when the woman laid eyes on Faye. Instead, it was replaced with worry, pity, and maybe even guilt.

"Hey, sweetheart," She said softly, walking into the cell cautiously. She sat down on the edge of the bed. "How you doing?"

Faye ignored the question. "You're alive!"

"Yeah. I was in a tight spot after the farm, but I made it." Andrea replied, not explaining how. Her eyes were on the bandage wrapped around her head.

"But you're okay now! You're with us!" A smile was on the girl's face, happy to have something good happen after all the bad. "After you were gone, they let Carl go in on the raids, but I wasn't allowed 'cause I'm a girl and they said they didn't need me. So, then I went in a saved Carl and stuck up for myself!"

"Thatta girl, I knew you'd catch on quick." The look returned was obviously meant to look optimistic, but didn't do very well. "Did someone do something to your hair?"

Frowning, Faye reach up and tentatively touch the hair in that area, careful to avoid the stitched area. When she felt nothing she pulled her hand away, snapping out of her sleepy state. "Oh my God, am I bald?!"

Andrea immediately chuckled. "No, sweetie, don't be silly. You touched the bandage, poked it even." The woman reached up and directed Faye's hand back to her hair. "I think they've just cut a little underneath, it'll just be jaggedy for a little while. Probably did it so they could see the wound better." The smile began to fade. Faye frowned at the woman's expression, and even more so at her next words. "Can you tell me what happened?"

"Didn't the others tell you?" Faye didn't feel like talking about it. Forgetting would be better. Yes, forgetting would be great. "I was out of it most of the time."

"Alright." The hesitation in the injured girl's voice seemed to come across. However, it wasn't quite enough to make Andrea back down completely. "But do you remember who did this to you?"

Faye held back the urge to sigh. "The man."

"The Governor?"

"Yeah." Why were they talking about this? Andrea was back! They should be doing fun things, maybe Andrea had more to tell her?

The sad look on Andrea's face changed into that of determination as she stood up. "I won't let him get away with this. I promise I'm trying to fix things."

"Wait, what?" What was she talking about? There wasn't anything Andrea could do on her own, was there? "Why? You can't fix things by yourself, you need to stay here! You only just got back. You don't have to go running off, right?"

"Sweetie, I live in the Governor's town, Woodbury."

Woah. That was blunt.

"I have to go back. There are innocent people there and they don't have to die over this fight between groups. We can figure this out, I know it, Faye! It might be a little hard now, but..."

"You live with them? We're your friends, you should stay here!" No, Faye wasn't having it. Andrea was cool! She had to stay with them! It wasn't fair, they had Andrea first.

"I know," the blonde reasoned. "But they're my friends too, now. I have to protect you both."

Faye frowned, this wasn't going her way. "But- but- he attacked us! He kidnapped Glenn and Maggie! He shot me in the-!"

The girl stopped at that point. She hadn't actually said those words aloud, that she'd been shot in the head. Denial was something that seemed to come easily to Faye, whether it was good to bottle things up or not.

"And he won't get off easily, I'm well aware of that. Here's something else you should know,"

Ooh, Andrea was gonna teach her another rule!

"If a man does something wrong, you can't let him get away with it. You can take things away that they will miss very dearly."

Faye frowned. "What kind of things?"

In return, the woman smirked. "Very... special things. That's a topic for when I visit next, alright?"

This reassuring Faye of Andrea's return, she nodded. "Okay. You have to come back! You can't stay with him forever."

"I'm not staying with the Governor forever." Bending back down to Faye's level, the smirk remained on the blonde's face. "Now, what did I tell you before?"

Grinning, Faye recited the words Andrea had told her on the farm, or just about. "Girls are just as good as boys. Never give a man a girl's job and you shouldn't let them push you about. And most important thing is that girls are always right!"

"You got it, keep remembering." Andrea crossed her arms and nodded approvingly. "Somebody ought to be telling you this stuff, that's just not happening around here."

"You'll come back?" Faye said, as if expecting the woman to change her mind and refuse to return, to abandon the group.

"What did I say before? I want both our groups to be fine."

"So yeah?"

"I'll be back before you know it." There was another smile before some final words of goodbye. "Stay safe, Faye."

The way Andrea seemed to send a quick glare out the door of her cell made the girl think she wasn't actually talking to her.

"I'll try." Raising her hand, she gave a little wave. "Bye, Andrea."

"Bye, sweetie."

Author's Notes:

I'm back! Sorry for the wait and short chapter, but this time has given me a chance to get back on track with all my school work. I've got one more week before a two week break, so there will be plenty of chapters to come!

This chapter is short because I think the next few scenes should be together in one chapter to help them flow better. I also wanted to get something out to you guys, can't leave you for so long! The next chapter will be up on Monday, so I'll see you then!

Please review, I love to hear your thoughts and advice.

Thanks.

Cobalt Flame.