Hershel's voice sounded as Addy fiddled with her knife, Carl sat next to her on the metal stairs.

"How are we with formula?" Carl asked as his blue eyes trailed from the girl next to him to the older man on crutches.

"We have enough to last us another month." Hershel let out a breath of air, he was getting better on his crutches, but it was all still very new to him.

Carl nodded and looked down at his hands, "Me and Addy can get some at the end of the week." At the mention of her name Addy looked up to see Carl already looking at her. She smiled, the Grimes boy sending a small one back.

"Your dad and the others will be back by then." Beth's southern voice told them. Beth — a sweet girl, always looking on the positive side of things. Carl looked up at her,

"We don't know that. Right now, Judith's the only family I got." Addy almost frowned at his words. She knew the world had changed dramatically, but she didn't want Carl to loose hope completely. Her thoughts her interrupted by a scream coming from someone in the prison,

"What was that?"

"That was from inside." Addy sat up straighter as her eyes darted around the cell block.

"Was it Carol?" Carl asked,

"She's out keeping watch in the guard tower with Axel." Hershel responded as Carl began to fiddle with his gun,

"What if they came back in for something, what if — they're in danger?" Beth's blue eyes searched her father's matching ones as she looked for an answer.

"Let's check the tower, see if they're there." The older man reasoned.

"How could anyone else get in?" The blonde teenager seemed worried, Addy didn't blame her.

"The tombs are filled with walkers that wandered in from outside, someone else could have done the same thing." Carl quickly stood up,

"I'm going." Addy was quick to stop him,

"No — I'll go."

Before the boy could even frown and shake his head, Hershel tried to prevent both of them from going,

"I can't let you go down there — either of you."

"My father would go." Carl looked up at the man who saved his life all that time ago, his blue eyes pleading with the older man. It took him a moment, but Hershel eventually nodded and moved his crutch out of the way so the two kids could get through.

Carl quickly rushed off, Addy following in suit. No way was she going to let Carl go down there by himself.

The two kid's flashlights danced across the dirty walls as they searched the tombs. They walked for a little while, neither of them muttering a word. They walked until Carl stopped in front of a room, the door slightly ajar.

"Carl?" Addy's voice wavered slightly as she eyed the brunette boy. It was only when her eyes flicked to the sign on the wall next to the door did she realise why the boy had stopped, 'boiler room, authorised personnel only'.

Addy pressed her lips together and sighed, Lori's horrified screams of anguish echoing in her mind again. Their trance-like state was interrupted when a Walker quickly emerged from around a corner, but Carl was quick to put a bullet in it's undead brain.

"Come on." Addy sighed for what felt like the millionth time that day.

The two children continued walking until the screams and cries got louder. They rounded a corner and Addy refrained herself from gasping. Two people — a man and a woman — were fighting off walkers while two others were on the floor, comforting a woman.

Addy quickly shot a Walker that was getting too close for comfort to the woman that was fighting them off. She gasped and turned around, the man beside her doing the same and watching them with wide eyes.

"Come on!" Carl yelled at them, "Hurry!" The group didn't hesitate. One of the men took the lady on the floor and aided her as she sobbed, it was then Addy noticed the bloody bite mark on her upper arm.

The group followed the two kids through the tombs, all of which somehow managing to keep up except one of the men and the other woman.

"Hurry!" Carl yelled again.

"Go! Just go!" The man shouted back as the remaining walkers gained on them. The man cradled the woman's head, Addy assumed they were some sort of couple. The group ran back to their two members,

"I'll take her," The man carrying the hammer said,

"I'll cover you!" The woman who wasn't hurt slammed the head of her shovel into an oncoming walker's brain. Carl and Addy fired shots as the man picked up the dying lady, "Hurry!"

"You have to leave her!" Carl yelled at them, hellbent on getting them out of the tombs. Addy didn't like fact that they would have to leave her, but she swallowed it down and nodded along with the boy's word.

"No way!" The man carrying the woman called back and hit another Walker over the head with his hammer.

Carl shot a Walker behind them and the group continued running through the tombs to safety.

Addy pushed the gate to the common room open and the group rushed through, the last man pushing it shut. The man set the woman down on the ground,

"Oh, god," the man's voice trembled, "Donna? Is she dead?"

The children rushed over and looked at Donna's face. Her eyes were wide open, full of fear and pain. Carl sighed and cocked his gun from beside Addy,

"I'll take care of it." The man that carried Donna through the tombs looked up at him,

"Woah — woah, kid. Wait a minute."

"She doesn't have a minute. She doesn't have that long." Carl tried to reason, his gun still aimed at Donna's head.

"Who the hell are you? How did you get in here? Who are you with?" The woman with the shovel moved so she was closer to the two kids. Carl and Addy looked at each other,

"Look, we can help you," Addy began, only for Carl to nod in agreement and look back down at the woman, "First things first."

"No, no," the man kneeling down quickly interrupted the boy, "We take care of our own."

Addy silently agreed. If someone from their group had been bit and was dying, she wouldn't want some random stranger to come along and end it for them. The girl placed her hand on Carl's, silently telling him to lower his gun. Carl complied.

The man took his hammer from behind him,

"Tyreese, no!" The woman cried to him, holding on tightly to the boy, who Addy assumed was the dying woman's daughter.

"We gotta do it," Tyreese reasoned, "Look, just take Ben and lean against the wall. It'll be quick."

Carl nudged Addy's shoulder and started walking towards the gate that separated the cell block from the common room. Carl slid the gate shut and locked it,

"Hey! What are you doing?"

"Kid, did you just lock us in here?" Tyreese asked, his brown eyes flicking from Carl to Addy to Beth.

"Open the door!" The woman next to him raised her voice slightly,

"This room is secure," Carl replied calmly, "You'll be safe. You have food and water." The woman approached the three angrily,

"Open this door."

"We can't." Addy replied for Carl with a shake of her head. The woman's eyes flicked from her to Carl again,

"Oh, come on, man, we're not animals. Don't do this," She started of calmly, then she noticed Hershel lingering behind the kids, "Hey! You can't just leave us in here! Open this door! Open it, now!"

Tyreese was quick to calm her down, "Sasha! Back away from the door, and let them go." The two backed away from the door,

"Look around you, this is the best we've had in weeks. They're house," Tyreese looked over his shoulder at the dying woman on the ground, "We got other things to do."

The man then turned to the kids standing on the other side of the gate, "We don't want any trouble." Carl nodded and the two walked off to finish what they started.

"Shouldn't we help them?" Beth asked meekly,

"We did." Addy was the one to talk and nod at her own words this time.

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"It won't work." Rick said plainly.

"It's gotta." Daryl shrugged, gripping his crossbow that was slung over his shoulder.

"It'll stir things up."

"Look, the governor's probably on the why to the prison right now. Merle knows how he thinks, and we could use the muscle." Daryl tried to reason. He didn't want to leave his brother out there, hell, they had just been reunited and now Rick was forcing him to abandon him, again.

"I'm not having him at the prison." Maggie shook her head, the only evidence she needed was Glenn's bruised and bloodied face.

"Do you really want him sleeping in the same cell as Carol, Beth, Addy?"

Daryl tensed at the mention of his daughter, but, nonetheless he quickly fired back, "He ain't a rapist."

"Well, his buddy is." Maggie looked at Glenn incredulously.

"Ain't buddies no more, not after last night."

"There's no way Merle's gonna live there without everyone at each other's throats." The sheriff argued.

"So you cut Merle loose and bring the last samurai home with us?" Daryl scoffed and waved his hand at the woman leaning against the car just a few feet away,

"She's not coming back." Rick assured,

"She not in a state to be on her own." Maggie said, looking to her left at Glenn,

"She did bring you guys to us." Glenn backed her up.

"And then ditched us." Rick's ocean blue eyes flicked to the Korean man.

"At least let my dad stitch her up." Maggie said.

"She's too unpredictable." Rick shook his head again.

"That's right, we don't know who she is. Merle? Merle's blood."

"No," Glenn began with a shake of his head, "Merle is your blood, my blood, my family is standing right here and waiting for us back at the prison."

"And you're part of that family, Addy too. He's not." Rick tried to encourage Daryl to stay, even adding his daughter into the mix to see if it would help. Daryl tensed again, but quickly shook his head and scoffed,

"Man, y'all don't know," Everyone was silent, "Fine. We'll fend for ourselves."

"That's not what I was saying —"

"No him, no me." Daryl's rough voice cut Glenn off.

"Daryl, you don't have to do that." Maggie frowned at the man in front of her.

"It was always Merle and I before this."

"Don't . ." Maggie trailed off,

"You serious? Glenn scoffed, "You're just going to leave like that? Leave Addy?"

Daryl decided to ignore Glenn's comment about his kid, "You'd do the same thing."

"Not when my daughter was back home!" Glenn raised his voice. He really did care about Addy, so seeing Daryl wanting to leave so fast made him confused and angry, "And what do you want us to tell Carol?"

"She'll understand," Daryl nodded to himself, as if he was confirming his own words, "Addy will, too."

No one said anything else, so Daryl took that as his cue to walk away, "Say goodbye to your pop for me."

"Daryl, are you serious? Daryl!" Glenn and Maggie stopped walking after the man, seeing no point as he just ignored their pleas for him not to go.

"Hey, hey," Rick lowered his voice, "There's gotta be another way."

"Don't ask me to leave him. Already did that once." Daryl replied and continued walking. Rick quickly followed after him, thinking about what he could say next to persuade the man not to leave,

"We started something last night, you realise that?"

"No him, no me," The man repeated, "That's all I can say." Daryl opened the trunk of the car they came in and grabbed his bag.

"You take care of yourself. Take care of little ass-kicker. Carl," Daryl paused and looked up at Rick, "Take care of Addy."

Glenn called after him, but it was no use. Merle met him in the middle with open arms and a smug smile.

Daryl looked back at Rick for a moment, then him and his brother were gone.