The next morning I wake up to the loss of Daryl's body heat. I groan and grasp for him. "No, come back" I mutter tiredly

Daryl chuckles "Come on, Angel"

I sigh irritably and sit up "Fine!"

I get dressed and head out to the main part of the cell block and see Rick already awake and holding Judith. I walk over with a grin and hold my arms out.

"Moring, Rick, Morning Judy" I say and Rick passes Judy into my arms.

I make Judy a bottle and some food and feed her. Daryl comes over with some food for me and him. "You need to eat too" He says.

I open my mouth and Daryl laughs while spooning food into my mouth. "A girl could get used to this" I say with a laugh.

"Walkers! Walkers in D!" I hear someone scream.

That noise is followed by gunshots. Daryl and o only have to exchange a look of shock before diving out of our seats "Beth!" I shout. She comes running over. "Here take Judith!" I hand the baby over to the girl before running for my cell to grab my gun.

I turn and follow Daryl out of C. "Hershel! Lock the gates to the tombs!" I shout as I get to the gate to the courtyard

"Walkers in D!" I hear Glenn yell

"What about C?" I hear Rick yell

"Clear. We locked the gates to the tombs. Hershel's on guard." Sasha says as she runs for D

"It ain't a breach." Daryl yells

"We followed the plan." Sasha tells Rick.

D is in absolute chaos when we run in. People running, walkers everywhere. The walkers are the residence of D. What the hell? Rick makes sure everyone gets out while the rest of us take out the walkers. The screams subside and is replaced with crying. I look around, checking for walkers.

"Daryl, come with me" I say and head up to the second floor carefully.

"Are we all clear down here?" Rick yells

"Yeah" Sasha replies

Glenn is already up here. I spot a body and indicate for Daryl to go on as I stick my knife into the poor girls head and move on. I hear growling and Daryl shouting "Down!"

I run forward and see the walker collapse back into the cell. Rick is right behind me as I move forward.

"Glenn, you okay?" I ask

He nods as Rick helps him to his feet. Rick moves back the curtain and I see the walker and sigh.

"Oh, it's Patrick" Daryl says "It's all of 'em"

I drop my head into my hands and sigh irritably "How the hell did this happen!"

Now it's our horrible duty to go around and take care of any dead. Stab them in the head and move them out. Treat the non-bitten wounded. Carol tells me that the dad of Micah and Lizzy was bit in the back of the neck. He's dying now. This is horrible. We knew these people. Now they're all dead. I look over at Daryl as I exit the cell I was in, my hands have spurts of blood on them. I shake my head and sigh before heading down to the last cell.

"This is Charlie's cell. Is he not awake yet?" I ask heading over to Rick.

Rick goes over and stabs through the bars. I frown "Wait, what?"

Charlie is lying dead on the floor, blood pooling from his eyes, he was a walker. "This isn't even possible, Charlie locks his cell at night"

"Daryl, go get Dr S" I say as I unlock the cell door.

Rick walks into the cell and checks Charlie for bites or some other cause of death. Moments later Dr S comes into the cell, Hershel, Bob and Daryl behind him.

"No bites. No wounds. I think he just died." Rick says looking confused

"Horribly, too. Pleurisy aspiration." Dr S says

"Choked to death on his own blood. Caused those trails down his face." Hershel says

"I've seen them before on a walker outside the fences." Rick says

"I saw them on Patrick, too." Daryl says

"They're from the internal lung pressure building up, like if you shake a soda can and pop the top. Only imagine your eyes, ears, nose, and throat are the top." Dr S states. I feel a shiver run through my body

"It's a sickness. From the walkers?" Bob asks

"No, these things happened before they were around. Could be pneumococcal. Most likely an aggressive flu strain." Dr S says

"Someone locked him in just in time." Hershel says

I shake my head but it's Daryl that speaks "No, man. Charlie used to sleepwalk. Locked himself in. Hell, he was just eating barbecue yesterday. How could somebody die in a day just from a cold?"

"I had a sick pig, it died quick. Saw a sick boar in the woods." Rick says

"Pigs and birds. That's how these things spread in the past. We need to do something about those hogs." Hershel says

"Great, so it's Swine Flu or Bird Flu?" I ask

Dr S nods "Yeah. Maybe we got lucky. Maybe these two cases are it."

"Haven't seen anybody be lucky in a long time. Bugs like to run through close quarters. Doesn't get any closer than this." Bob says

"All of us in here, we've all been exposed." Hershel says

Dr S looks at me "You had Swine Flu before right?"

I nod "Yeah H1N1, back when I was 16"

He nods "This illness might not affect you as bad as everyone else."

"You sure about that Dr S?" Daryl asks

Dr S nods "Pretty sure, Flu's are treatable because they are all similar though not all strains are the same. This is probably similar to the strain you had. Not the same strain, so you may not be immune but you've definitely got a jump on everyone else"

I nod "Well, I suppose that's good for me but won't do us any good if everyone dies"

"Gwen!" Daryl scolds

I shrug "What? It's true"

"Gwen, I think it's time for a council meeting" Hershel says.

I nod "Yeah, okay. I'll get Glenn, Sasha and Carol and meet you down there."