The Walking Dead does not belong to me, except for Nora.

Glenn slowly came to, his eyes squinting in the unexpected brightness. A low rumble and vibration caused the bulletproof vest he was wearing to create a clattering noise against the floor of the truck. He sat up, a sharp pain in his head making him cringe, and he looked at the surroundings passing by.

He was still recollecting what happened before everything went black when he heard a voice from behind him, "you okay?"

Glenn turned, coming face to face with a sun burnt girl, her ginger hair coming out of the makeshift bun she had made days ago. He then remembered the events that had happened before he blacked out, and that this girl helped him. He knew he shouldn't start to trust her as quickly as he was just because she had went back for him, but that was just his nature. He didn't believe that everyone had turned bad like Shane or the Governor, he knew there were people out there that were still inherently kind and caring like Maggie and Hershel. He just hoped his gut feeling on Nora was correct, and she was in fact good.

He gave a slight nod, "where are we?"

"This group saved us when you blacked out. If they hadn't come, I don't know if we would have made it. I usually wouldn't have gone, the last person who helped me ended up chopping some poor old man's head off, but I didn't really see another option. I mean you were knocked out, and I couldn't fight them-"

Glenn cut her off, "old man with his head chopped off?"

She stuttered, caught by surprise, "yeah. The leader of my community, the Governor, he captured two of your people to bargain with your leader. I swear I didn't know how insane he was when I went to the prison, we were just desperate, things have gotten bad lately and the Governor made it sound like your whole group were murderers and rapists, and we realized he lied when it was too late."

Glenn leaned close to Nora, his eyes piercing, "who did he take? Which two people?"

Inside, Glenn knew who the old man she spoke of was, there was only one older man in their group. He just didn't want to accept it.

"Um, it was a woman with dreads, she has a katana. The other was an old man with a white beard, a small ponytail. The Governor killed him with the woman's katana."

Glenn fell back against the side of the truck and grabbed onto the the chain of the pocket watch he had carried with him since the day Hershel gave it to him as a way of accepting him into the family. Since the day Hershel had shown that he saw Glenn as a son.

"I'm sorry," Nora said gently. She then sat there with him, only the noises of the vehicle filling the space between them. She knew he needed a moment, and watched as he went from despair to determination. And just when she noticed a change, he looked up at her, "did we pass a bus?"

"Yeah, about three hours ago."

Glenn got closer to her face and his voice lowered slightly, "what did you see?"

Nora paused, "they were all dead."

He stood up and started hitting the glass dividing them from Abraham, Rosita, and Eugene. "Hey! Stop the truck!"

Abraham took one hand off the steering wheel to give the middle finger to Glenn, visibly making him impatient. Glenn started hitting the glass with the side of his fist and continued his yelling at them to stop.

Nora then joined him, hitting where she assumed was where the driver was sitting. "Stop the truck!"

Glenn took his gun out and hit the butt of it against the glass, cracks immediately appearing and spreading across the surface the harder he hit. Right when Nora thought it would give, a screeching pierced the air and the truck came to a sudden halt. Glenn leaned on his knees, feeling the exhaustion get to him from moving too much when he was still sick.

Nora settled a hand on his shoulder, in concern before jumping out the back of the truck. Glenn joined her side, both looking at an irritated Abraham before Glenn grabbed his bag he got from the prison and started walking down the road in the direction they came. Nora stood for a moment before following, figuring even though she didn't know Glenn, she had known him longer than the group that picked them up. Not by long, she had only known him for at most ten minutes before the new group had shown up, but she blamed the caretaker in her for feeling obligated to look after the guy she had helped and see that the illness he had didn't kill him. That, or the biters.

Abraham marched after them, "what the hell are you doing?"

We both ignored him, and Abraham jogged to get in front of us, "I don't know if either of you know how important it is that you stay in that vehicle, but you better move your asses on back, because we are on a time sensitive mission here, people!"

Glenn looked at Abraham almost lazily, like no matter what Abraham said, it wouldn't matter. "Get out of my way."

Abraham inhaled slowly, and looked down at Glenn, "We need people. And when you find a good group of like minded people, you stick together like wet on water, you hear me? And we both know that even with that pack of yours, you won't last a night alone out there."

Glenn seemed to size Abraham up a moment before moving, "I'll take my chances."

Rosita and Nora both reached towards their own weapons as Abraham put a hand on Glenn's chest to stop him, "I have to insist that you get back in that damn vehicle, because the entire fate of the human race might depend on it."

Glenn through Abraham's hand off, "what the hell are you talking about?" He looked over to Nora, "who the hell is this guy?"

Abraham stood up straighter, "I'm sergeant Abraham Ford and these are my companions, Rosita Espinosa, and doctor Eugene Porter." Nora looked over at the two who she had yet to hear speak a word. "We're getting Eugene to Washington D.C. He's a scientist, and knows exactly what caused this mess."

Nora took a step back in surprise. Someone who could know how all of this happened? Someone who knew what ended up getting her whole family killed, her community? Could it be possible that the man who had been in the same truck as her for hours was also the guy who had all the answers to the what the world had become, and she didn't even know it?

Glenn smoothed back his greasy hair and looked back as Abraham, "all right, so what happened?"

"It's classified. Eugene has been trying to contact people in Washington but nobody's picked up. We were on our way when we saw you two on the side of the road, figured we could use more people."

Glenn sighed, "sorry." and started walking, Nora quickly going to his side.

She murmured to him, "hey, I know how to get to the bus. I started writing down every turn they made after we were picked up. I'll get you back if I can, it's kind of the least I can do after being a part of the army that attacked your group."

Glenn glanced over at her, "that's where Maggie would go to find me, so that's where I'm gonna go."

Abraham stayed on their heels, "it's a waste of time. Nora told us what went down. There's no chance you'll ever see your wife again, because sorry to tell you, but she's gone. There's no point in you dying too. Now get back to the truck and do something with your life."

Glenn stopped in his tracks and slowly slid the pack off of his shoulder. It clattered to the ground and Nora looked between Abraham and Glenn, her fingers twitching towards the knife just in case. Even though she knew she had never killed a human before, and wouldn't now, instinct just told her to have a weapon ready.

Glenn suddenly turned and threw a punch right at Abraham's face. Abraham dropped and held a hand to the blood dripping out of his nose.

Grabbing the pack, Glenn started leaving, "she's alive and I'm finding her."

Abraham jumped up and started running at Glenn's back, "you son of a bitch!" He grabbed the pack on his back and through him to the ground.

"Hey!," Nora yelled, running towards the two now fighting on the ground. She ran and tried ripping Abraham's arm away from Glenn, but he through his arm out and she fell to the ground. Abraham then shoved his forearm on Glenn's throat, causing him to wheeze, and Nora made a grab at him arm again but to no avail.

Come on, Nora, what did dad teach you in self defense?Nose, crotch, throat, a mans weak spots.

Nora then got on her knees so she could be near Abraham's head, and punched her fist in an upward motion so it connected with his nose with a crack.

Abraham's arms slipped off Glenn's throat and Nora heard Glenn take in too much air at once, sending him into a coughing fit.

Abraham held his nose with a groan and looked with a glare at Nora, "what the fuck?!" He started going towards her when they heard a gun going off.

All of them looked towards the source of the noise and saw Eugene trying to shoot the small hoard of biters coming out of the cornfield on the other side of the street. They all moved at once, getting their weapons out and moving in to attack. Nora noticed one getting near her and raised her blade when someone else grabbed it first, shooting it's brain. They threw the body away and Nora saw that it was Glenn, giving him a small nod and going over towards the next.

She killed her second biter with her knife when she got impatient with how impractical it was for a hoard like this. A few biters? Yeah, a knife's great, but twelve or more are better taken care of with a gun. So she jogged to the military truck, and went to where she saw Rosita grab a gun out of the corner of her eye. Nora grabbed the first gun she found and tried to go through the steps of her weapon training she had at Woodbury.

By the time she remembered how to work with a gun, there was only one left. She raised the gun and fired, hitting it in the stomach. Rosita took care of it, and they all exhaled, looking at one another.

It was Abraham who heard the sound first. "Son of a dick."

Nora turned around and saw Abraham inspecting the now ruined truck.

Abraham grunted, "we were running a convoy in one of these. Came up a dune and there was a camel that looked like it was about to puke. Probably because it was packed with about four pounds of C-4 up it's ass. We were within twenty feet of that blast, and drove home. So you tell me how in the holy hell you possibly killed this truck," he ended, looking over to Eugene.

Eugene looked to Abraham with no change, "a fully amped up state and an ignorance of rapid-firing weapons."

Nora hid a smirk at how deadpan Eugene sounded about the whole situation, even though she knew that if she was in Abraham's position, she'd be pissed too.

To Nora's left, Rosita picked up a Polaroid off the side of the road and reached out to Glenn, :hey, this yours?"

He took the picture of Maggie sleeping, and walked over to Abraham.

"I hope you guys make it to Washington."

Glenn walked away and Nora went up to Rosita, handing over the gun she borrowed, "Glenn, wait for me."

Rosita sighed and started following, "well, what the hell else are we going to do?"

Abraham yelled back, "go to Washington! Save the whole goddamn world!"

Eugene looked to Abraham, "I'm going to. That way's clear, we don't know what's up north. We can go with them until we find another vehicle, and stay with them until then. Trust me. I'm smarter than you."

With a sigh, Abraham reluctantly joined Eugene in gathering their things from the back of the truck and joined the group, all five of them making their way down the gravel street.