Daryl holds me back before I walk into the garage "I'll go first"

I roll my eyes and gesture dramatically for him to go. He walks in first, crossbow up. I follow behind him. "Come on" He says heading towards the back of the shop that joins with the garage.

"Here we go" Daryl says and walks over to the shelf with a couple of batteries.

He takes one and puts it on the table next to him and open it with his knife and flashing the light from his flashlight over it "Cells look pretty dry" I say

"A little distilled water will clear that right up" Daryl says.

"Let's go find some" I say and head back into the shop.

We look around the shop and Daryl's flashlight goes over some puke next to a bottle of petrol. "That's puke. Those douchebags in the vines took themselves out, holding hands. kumbaya style."

"They wanted to go out together same as they lived. That makes them douchebags?" Bob asks

"It does if they could have gotten out." Daryl replies. He finds the water and picks it up.

"Everybody makes it, till they don't. People nowadays are dominoes. What they did, maybe it's about not having to watch them fall." Bob says

Daryl sounds unconvinced as he says "Right."

I look at Bob for a moment then say "Isn't it better to try? We've all lost people we love but we're still trying"

"Why?" Bob asks

"Because we have too" I tell him "Giving up, that's a cowards way out"

When we turn the corner I see a fourth walker lying on the floor, stuck under debris. I flash my light over once before moving on. It's not doing any harm. Daryl grabs the battery and we head out to the car.

"Pop the hood for me, Michonne" I say

Michonne nods and pulls the lever at the passenger side. I open the hood of the car and take the old battery out. I place the old battery on the floor and turn to Daryl.

"Pass that battery" I say to him

He comes over "I'll do it"

"It's fine, I've got it" I say to him.

He nudges me out the way with his hip and I punch his arm "Jackass"

I move aside and let testosterone do what he's gotta do. He lights a cigarette as he attaches the battery. He offers me one, a peace offering I'm assuming. I take it and he lights it for me. He offers one to Bob too.

"You never told us about the group you were with before." Daryl says to Bob

"Which one?" Bob asks. Daryl looks at him and nods

Bob looks away and says "You know, when you found me out on that road, I almost kept walking."

"Why is that?" Daryl asks

"'Cause I was done being a witness. Two times, two different groups. I was the last one standing. Like I was supposed to see it happen over and over, like it's some kind of curse. But, when it's just you out there with the quiet... Used to be I'd drink a bottle of anything just so I could shut my eyes at night. Figured the prison, the people, thought it'd be easier. The run to the big spot, I did it for me."

"You gotta keep busy." Daryl says

"No. I did it so I could get me a bottle. Of anything. I picked it up, I held it in my hand, but I put it down. I put it down so hard it took the whole damn shelf with it. That's what brought on the walkers, and that's what got Zack killed." Bob says

I look at Daryl who looks at me then back at Bob. "That's bullshit. Why don't you get in there and try the engine? It's a red and a green wire. Go on. It ain't rocket science."

Bob looks at me and I nod with a smile "Everyone should learn how to hotwire a car, never know when you might need to"

Bob nods and goes into the car. A moment later the engine starts running "Yeah!" I say and throw my arms in the air.

Daryl laughs then whistles to Tyreese and Michonne. I climb into the back of the car "Sasha and me picked that spot. We took you with us. There ain't no way anybody could've known. You ain't gonna be standing alone, not no more. Let's go." I hear Daryl say to Bob and I smile. My husband is amazing.

Tyreese and Michonne join me in the back while Daryl gets in the front.