As Daryl crept through Cell Block D and peered into C Block he could see the frightened faces of Carl, Beth, Hershel, Maggie and Sasha through the bars of their locked cells. There was no sign of Tyreese, Glenn or Rick so he assumed that Blake had kept them out in the courtyard. Maggie saw his face appear out of the shadows and Daryl held up a finger to his mouth to indicate that she should remain silent and then ducked out of sight again as quickly as he appeared. Maggie gave a shuddery sigh of relief; she had been so sure that he and Carol had been caught in the brief cross fire when the Governor had first shot his way into the prison as no one seemed to know where the pair had been last seen.

"Daddy, did you see…?"

Hershel reached through the gaps in the bars to grasp his daughter's hand. "I did honey, now be quiet so that we don't draw attention; we don't know how many people this so called Governor has stationed outside." He glanced over to the cells opposite to where Beth was trying to soothe a fretful Judith and she gave him a trembling smile and a nod to indicate that she was alright.

Daryl darted through the maze of corridors connecting the cell block and into the administration building hoping to be able to get a clear view of what was happening out in the courtyard. He leant with his back against the wall and turned his head to the side to look out into the yard. What he saw had him chilled to the bone. Blake had Rick, Glenn and Tyreese kneeling in the gravel with their hands on the back of their heads. Each man had a rifle aimed directly at their head and Blake was pacing in front of the three men.

"And where is your famous Archer then, Deputy Grimes? He wasn't among the cells my men searched through and they have found no sign of him in the surrounding woods."

"I told you he's out hunting, sometimes he can be gone for a couple of days." Rick managed to reply calmly despite his split lip and bloody nose; both won trying to prevent Blake's men from taking the women and children below. Blake nodded to one of the men, and they stepped forward to kick Rick in the ribs, making him double over in pain.

"And the warrior woman…the lovely Michonne? I suppose that she is with the Archer? How about you, Tyreese? Feel up to answering such a simple question?" Blake stepped over to where Tyreese was kneeling at Rick's right hand side, using his foot to nudge the man into facing him.

"She doesn't tend to hang around the prison too much, prefers to sleep outside. She went on a run a few days ago to get formula for the baby; we've pretty much tapped out the towns around here."

"But she is due back?" Blake demanded, and a strange eerie smile floated across his face when Tyreese nodded. "Good, that's very good." He turned to his men again and made a quick gesture with his hands. "Well gentlemen, I'm sure that you wouldn't mind some company until she returns. Michonne and I have some…unfinished business to settle between us and I'm sure looking forward to our happy reunion. Boys, why don't you escort the deputy and his friends over to Cell block D – make sure they're locked in good and tight – we wouldn't want anyone telling tales now, would we? Tell Shumper and Jacobson to take first watch up in the guard tower; once they've let us through the gates. Crowley, once you and Stevens have finished securing Deputy Grimes and his friends into their new apartments come back out here and fix up those fences. No one goes in or out, you understand me? Martinez, you're with me." Blake swivelled on his feet and strode across to take the passenger seat of the large four by four that they had busted through the gates in. Martinez hopped in the driver's seat and they roared off down the road, gravel spitting up behind them.

Daryl slumped back against the wall, thinking hard. Michonne wasn't out on a run, the asskicker had enough formula to float a battleship, and she hadn't been locked in C Block with the others. That meant that she was either somewhere in the admin building or hiding out in the grounds. Fuck! D Block – Hope Carol doesn't decide to pay attention to me for once! Daryl sat up quickly in realisation that Blake's men were heading over to the very place that he had ordered Carol and Merle to stay put in. Carol had never been one to do as she was told and he only hoped that the change in their relationship status hadn't caused her to suddenly start.

He checked his supply of arrows and that his knives were securely fastened to his belt; where to start though? If he took out the men in the guard tower the other two in the yard would surely notice and vice versa. He needed more manpower and knew just where to get it. The only way out of D block without crossing the main entrance was through the Tombs and they came out at the far side of the prison; close to where Tyreese's group had come through initially. Daryl thought about the best way to get there from his position in the admin building; there was no direct access to the Tombs apart from the corridor in D – and he couldn't take the chance that the two goons that Blake had left behind would be taking their time moving Rick, Glenn and Tyreese over, the last thing he needed was to be caught up himself. He would have to skirt around the edge of the admin block and go through the boiler room in the maintenance building and hope that he wouldn't get spotted in the meantime.