It was Carol who came to start talking, finally. It seemed as though her Aunt Maggie and her Uncle Daryl weren't currently capable of finding their voices, so it was up to the only other member of their family who knew what happened to tell them what happened.

"Beth was…" she smiled remembering, looking up at the ceiling, "sunshine. Just like you said." She continued to smile as she turned to look at Judith, meeting her eyes. "She loved to sing, and had a way of making things seem better than they were. She took care of you, after Lori died." She stopped for a moment and Judith nodded, knowing of what happened to her first mother. "And she loved you so much."

Across the car Maggie threw her head back to stop the wetness in her eyes from falling as she tried to ignore the feeling of Negan's keeping his eyes on her. Meanwhile Daryl tried his hardest not to show how much he didn't want to talk about this right now. This was something to work up to. To prepare for. Not a thing to have a spontaneous conversation about in a train car, historically a bad place for them, while on their way to, well, kill some people. He felt himself start to twitch and for the first time in years, wished for a cigarette.

Carol had paused to think of how to phrase what she wanted to say next, wanting to tell Judith the truth but also wanting to spare her best friend, whose eyes hadn't lifted off the floor since the blonde's name was spoken. It had been years since she'd seen him shut down like this, not since Rick died, and even then it wasn't this. She supposed it'd been years since anyone had brought up Beth so blatantly around him.

"She died trying to protect someone from a bad guy. She'd been taken..."

Judith was jostled then, as her Uncle Daryl swiftly sat up and was out of the train car they were riding in before she could even blink. They all froze for a moment as the door to the connecting car slammed shut, before Maggie made to get up and follow him out. But Connie waved her off as she got up and headed after him, the sliding of the door open and shut again a sign that while he'd stormed off, at least he didn't lock them out.

If the people in the train car weren't all that interested in hearing about Beth Greene before, they definitely were now.

Carol turned away from where the pair had disappeared and studied Maggie's face, asking for permission to continue, knowing that she could be a little more honest about this touchy subject with their exit. As for Judith, she was mentally kicking herself for even bringing this up. She had wanted to know about the Sunshine Lady, but had no idea of the reactions it would cause her family. She wished that she hadn't said anything, but it was too late. This wasn't entirely about her now.

"After the prison," Carol continued, "you remember the prison?" Judith nodded, not remembering exactly, but knowing the stories. About how it fell and the Governor who took it from them. It was her first real home, they'd told her. The place she'd been born. "After it fell, we were all split up. I was on my own, your dad was with your brother Carl, Maggie," the older woman nodded towards her as she said her name, "was with Sasha and Bob. I don't know if you remember them…"

At this point Negan bowed his head in shame as she said the names he recognized and regretted. In turn, Maggie now focused on him as the other members in the car tuned in to hear parts of a story they apparently hadn't heard in its entirety. Ezekiel, for one, had been a part of this family for quite some time and had never heard of Beth before. Rosita knew the name, the fallout, but nothing else really. This girl was someone that the original family had purposely avoided talking about. And now, with the help of Daryl's quick exit, they were very interested to know why.

Judith let out a quiet, "Kinda?" as Carol smiled sadly, knowingly, at her before continuing. Their stories were for another day.

"Glenn was with Tara before meeting Rositia, Eugene, and Abraham." She paused again, eyes flickering to Negan with hostility before correcting herself. He at least had the decency to look ashamed. "Your mom eventually met up with your dad and Carl, and Tyresse, Mika and Lizzie got you out." She swallowed quickly and pushed on, knowing that this was Judith's time, not hers to think about the children lost to her. "And eventually I found them."

She paused before relaying the only people left, knowing that it may lead to questions that she couldn't answer. "Beth got out with Daryl."

The words struck Judith as odd, and her brow furrowed as she tried to remember if anyone had ever mentioned her Uncle Daryl leaving the prison with anyone. Now that she thought about it, anytime she'd been told about their family escaping their former home, Daryl always just found us on the road, at just the right time too.

No one had ever said that he'd gotten out with anybody. Definitely not Maggie's sister.

Carol had already decided to move on with the story while Judith pondered, apparently, because the young girl was shaken from her thoughts as the older woman began speaking again. "I'm not really sure what happened…" Judith watched as Carol looked to Maggie for guidance before the younger woman shook her head and shrugged her shoulders. Apparently whatever question Carol was asking, Maggie didn't know the answer either. "We were all separated for a few months. Circling around, trying to find our way back to each other. Most of us ended up at this place called Terminus."

From across the room Rosita groaned from the memory. When eyes flocked to her, she just said "Cannibals," with disgust, as the others nodded with understanding.

"Wait, really?" Magna asked. When she was met with silence from the other people in the car, she let out an "ew," before settling back in for the rest of the story.

Carol went on. "Beth got taken before we made it to Terminus. Daryl told me later," she sighed, "that it was a black car with a white cross."

Judith mind skipped around, having a hard time reconciling the information she already knew with the information she was being given. She'd heard about losing the prison, about the first Herschel being decapitated. About Terminus and their grotesque way of living. She knew about Negan bashing in Glenn and Abraham's heads, about the war. All of that, terrible, horrible family history. But to leave out a whole person?

What was so bad about this woman who apparently loved her, that they'd left her out of the stories completely?

She stopped musing to realize that the car was silent again, and looked up to see her Aunts staring at each other. Trying to have a conversation without speaking out loud. Adults loved doing that, she'd noticed. Maggie eventually turned her head away to accidentally look straight at Negan, who was already looking back at her. Judith couldn't bother to focus on that now, and turned away as Carol started speaking again.

"After Terminus, we weren't sure what to do. Most of the group wanted to move, go on to Washington. We found Gabriel, found his church. I was out on the road with Daryl, arguing, about to run off on my own when we saw it." She paused and looked at Ezekiel. In all the time they'd been together she'd never told him this part of their story. None of them talked about it. "A black car with a white cross."

Maggie sucked in a breath but Carol went on. "We went after it, just us. Followed it back to Atlanta."

Atlanta? Judith thought. She knew her family had been there in the beginning, at the CDC trying to find a cure. They were there twice?

"There was…a lot. We met Noah, who said he knew where Beth was. I got hit by a car and kidnapped." Wait, what? "Daryl and Noah went back to the rest of the group, so they could come after us, me and Beth." She halted, thinking of what to say. "The group split. Some of them," she said looking back at Judith, "your dad and Daryl, Tyreese and Sasha, and Noah, they came to get us. Your mom stayed with you and Carl at the church." She breathed out. "The rest headed towards Washington."

The words settled over the group as Judith tried to make sense of everything, of who was where, and when. And she realized just as Maggie spoke, why they probably never mentioned her. Beth.

"I didn't go." All eyes fell on her as she spoke her truth to the ground, neck bent and hair covering her face. "I didn't believe…" She struggled to get through, trying not to break down over this confession, her biggest shame. "I couldn't believe that Beth was still alive. I thought that…" She swallowed. "I thought that they'd get there and Beth would be long dead." Her eyes filled as she admitted something she'd never said out loud.

"I didn't even think she'd gotten out of the prison until Daryl said he'd been with her." She sobbed as tears fell rolled down her face. "I didn't even try to save her. Not…neither time. I just decided that she had to have been gone, like my daddy was." She wiped at the wetness on her face as she tried to regain herself, as Negan looked at her with understanding she didn't want.

Judith found that she also had tears in her eyes before swiping her sleeve across them to get rid of the moisture. She hated to see her family in pain. They don't talk about her because they can't.

The room was silent as they waited to see which of the women would continue, as Maggie took deep breaths and Carol wiped away her own tears that had fallen. They were all so enthralled in the admission, to hear the rest, that they didn't notice his return.

Daryl cleared his throat in a way that Judith knew he was trying hard, let the group know that he was back, and possibly had been for awhile. Listening quietly, observing in that invisible way of his. "Exchange went bad," he said roughly, as he chewed on his lip. Connie gripped his hand as she stood beside him in the doorway of the train car supporting him. He looked at no one in particular as he spoke.

No one bothered to sign for Connie. Kelly and Magna knew that he'd probably already told her, or that he would on his own later.

"We had her back. She was right…" he stopped trying to hold in the emotions while spitting out the words. "She was right in front of me when that bitch shot her in the head." He shook, struggling. "Beth," he exhaled her name as if he'd forgotten how to say it. "wanted to save Noah, save everyone in that place from what it was. And she would've."

Maggie was trying and failing to cry silently, as nearly everyone around tried to hold it together. Maybe they hadn't been there for this moment, but they all knew what it was like to lose someone. Someone who was right there before they weren't anymore.

Judith gave her uncle a small smile despite the tears collecting around her eyes, knowing that if he was showing this much emotion, he was holding back so much more. They were all quiet, letting the finality of how Beth died settle in, surprised when Daryl spoke again.

"You wanna know about the Sunshine Lady?" He asked, looking right at Judith as she nodded. He took her confirmation and bent his own head, scrubbing a hand at his face. "We get through this, get home?" His voice grew stronger, sounding much more like the man she knew.

"I'm going to tell you about how she lived."