It wasn't exactly easily to tell where the clinging started and where it ended. Almost everyone was clinging to at least one person, in some cases, more than one.

Michonne clung to Carl, who clung to Judith, who clung to Rick, who held the three to him. Maggie clung to Glenn. Rosita clung to Abraham. Tara clung to Beth. Sasha clung to Bob and Tyreese. Carol stood to the side. And Daryl stood in front of Beth, bent at the knees, looking over her to make sure she wasn't hurt. Everything happened pretty fast, and now that they were safe, they had a chance to take comfort in each other, soaked in blood and all. It wasn't a priority right now. Most of all, they all watched the reunion between Rick, Carl, and Judith. It was definitely the most heartwarming reunion they'd ever scene. All exhausted and trying to catch their breaths after the recent events, but all relieved.

It'd all started with the sound of gunshots echoing, and somehow ended with all but Eugene making it out alive, but that some of them weren't wounded, because they were. The blood on their hands and clothes would still feel present even after being scrubbed away. The images would forever linger in their minds, and the memories would haunt them all.

Carol was hesitant to even look at the others, but she did. And when she did, Rick gave her a nod and mouthed a thank you. He wouldn't ever be okay with what she did, but she gave him his daughter back, how could he be anything but grateful? He couldn't, simple as that.

The building they were in wasn't ideal, but for tonight, it would work. They all needed rest before they headed on tomorrow, in search of supplies, ammo, and a place to call home. It wouldn't ever be the same, but they were alive, and they would try their hardest to make it work.

It was awhile before the four standing in the corner, huddled together, separated, but when they did, Rick walked towards Beth with Judith. Beth was leaning against Tara, eyes closed as Tara played with her hair to calm her, but when she heard the familiar cooing coming from Judith, her eyes shot open and she sat up. The tears that filled her eyes did so in only a few seconds. It was difficult to do, but she pulled herself up so she could stand up in front of Rick. Judith instantly let out a giggle and put her arms out for Beth to pick her up. Beth looked up at Rick, silently asking for permission, which was instantly granted. "You don't even have to ask." He told her quietly, putting his arms out, handing the child to Beth.

Beth couldn't hold back the sob that escaped her lips when she took Judith into her arms, cradling her to her chest. The others watched in total awe of the sight before them, some in tears as well as they watched. It wasn't unknown that whatever happened to Beth, that she refused to talk about, would more than likely never stop haunting her and had obviously changed her, but seeing her hold Judith to her the way she had for months at the prison was such a beautiful thing to see, they couldn't help it.

"Hi there, doodle bug." She whispered to Judith, kissing her forehead gently. Daryl stood back against the wall, watching Beth closely. He hardly even noticed when Carol walked over to him and leaned up against the wall as well.

"Is she okay?" Her voice full of concern, just like everyone's was. Carol and Beth had a strange friendship, but they both cared greatly about each other. Up to this point Daryl hadn't thought at all about what Carol did to Karen and David, but seeing her now brought the thoughts back. He still couldn't understand why she did what she did, because that wasn't who she was, or at least it wasn't who he thought she was.

"She'll be just fine." he responded, pushing off the wall with a kick of his foot, walking over to where Beth was now. Rick had told her to sit for awhile and spend some time with her while he talked to Carl, and she gladly accepted.

Sitting on the couch with Judith laying on her chest, she patted her back every few seconds, humming to her to get her to sleep. Some of the others were in a circle talking about sleeping arrangements and who would be on watch. They were more than lucky to have come across the place when they did. They didn't know exactly what it was from the outside, since the sign had fallen, but when they stepped inside they were relieved. It was a counseling center, which meant separate rooms that were used for therapy sessions that had couches in them. It obviously wasn't a good idea to be in separate sides of the building at once, but they could pair up and take a couple different rooms and make some sort of bed out of couch cushions from other rooms. It wasn't as good as a bed, but it was better than just sleeping on the floor.

Though, the best part of it was definitely finding a bit of food and unopened water bottles in one of the rooms that had a fridge, table, a few chairs, and even a couple vending machines. Which, no one had any problem of instantly thinking of things to use to break through the glass or to break the lock to open the machine. The sound of Michonne and Carl talking about who would get the first m&m was rather amusing.

Everyone seemed to be in good moods, despite the recent events. Beth, not so much. She was happy they were all together, and happy Judith was alive, but it didn't make the memories go away. It didn't make the constant worry go away, it didn't make the feeling of the guys hands and bodies go away, and it didn't make the disgusting feeling go away either. But, she was doing her best to keep her emotions hidden. She didn't want anyone to continue to worry about her now that they were out of Terminus. She could still see the blood everywhere, could still hear the gunshots, and she could still hear the screams. It was overwhelming on top of the memories of everything they'd done to her, but she felt no remorse for them. She wasn't the only one who thought they deserved everything they got, but she also thought they deserved a hell of a lot worse.

"You here?" Daryl asked in a whisper after sitting down next to her on the couch. Judith had just fallen asleep and he didn't want to wake her up, but he needed to know that in at least some way, Beth was there with them. He wasn't stupid enough to ask if she was okay, he just needed to know if she was there with them.. with h i m.

"They deserved it. I don't feel bad. Wish it would'a been slower. They deserved worse."

Even if he agreed, hearing those words out of her mouth felt like constant punches. This wasn't Beth, and it was all their fault. They took her and what they gave back wasn't the same Beth. He didn't know if she'd ever be the same again, but he was determined to bring that Beth back. He'd never admit it, but he needed that Beth back.

He needed her back.

Hi, guys. So, this was different, yeah? I didn't write about how they got out of Terminus for several reasons. 1. I'm fucking terrible at them and 2. they're going to come in important flashbacks.

So sorry this took so long! If you read my other story, you know why it did, but if you don't, it's because it's the end of the semester and I'm totally drowning right now. I'll hopefully be updating soon.

Let me know what you guys think? c: