As I said in chapter seven, this story follows the episode "Too Far Gone," With slight changes in dialogue and added characters, (Carol/Merle)

Beth ran as fast as she could through the door and straight for Rick's cell. He was already pulling on his boots, "What's going on?"

"Someone is here in a red truck." She managed to get out, through pants, his eyes widened as he hurried out of his cell.

"Wake the others, Code Red." He said with authority as calmly as he could. "It's the governor. Beth go wake the others."

She nodded and ran from the cell. Waking each and everyone that was not already awake from the explosion. She froze once she reached her daddy's cell. He was no where to be seen. "Maggie! Where's Daddy?" She yelled frantically. Maggie ran over to her side nearly running her over.

"I can't find Michonne either" Maggie said turning to her sister. Her face turning white, they never came back last night.

She was trying to keep her cool but Beth could see through her brave front. She had every right to being on edge, the Governor damn near raped her back at Woodbury. Beth shuddered at the thought and looked up at Maggie. She felt horrible for her sister. They were so worried about her when she finally returned. Maggie went into some depressed trance, she was like a robot going through the actions.

Beth hurried to her cell, changed into her cargo pants and packed her emergency backpack. Quickly running back to find Maggie grabbing her hand as they ran out into the bright morning sun.

"What do you want Philip!" Rick yelled through the fence, anger taking over. Daryl's heart was racing as he kept a cool face.

"Rick, come down here, we need to have a talk." The Governor's calmly said placing his hand on his holster and the other in his hip.

"It's not up to me! There's a council now! They run this place!"

"Is Hershel on the council?" He motioned to the women on his left. Who slowly opened the door to one of the vehicles. Bringing Hershel to the front a bag over his head. "What about Michonne?" A large man opened the door to a red suv and grabbed her by her elbow dragging her over to kneel next to Hershel. "She on the council too?"

"I don't make decisions anymore!" Rick yelled, his family standing speechless.

Daryl used his hand to shield the light from his eyes. As if some how this was a mirage, and if he got a better view the Governor and his people would disappear. He glanced over at Beth who was grasping onto Maggie for dear life as silent tears rolled down her face. Maggie was crying hard and then he wasn't sure if Beth was hanging on to her or if she were holding her up. Merle told him what the Governor about did to Maggie, and he hoped the bastard would rot in hell for it.

"You're makin the decisions today Rick. Come down here and lets- lets have that talk."

Rick slowly looked over at Daryl, his second in command of the sorts. He gave him a small nod. His hair falling in his eyes. He watched as Rick nodded back and slowly turned to Carl. Placing his hand on the back of his neck. The kid nodded back, his dad's sheriff hat still on his head. They rarely saw him without it. "We can do this, alright." He whispered, patting him once more before turning to walk out the gates. Daryl quickly took a deep breath closing the gate, as he watched Rick make his way down the field towards the small army.

"It's alright Rick," Hershel said somehow the calmest of them all. "Nobody has to die here." he started. "We can work something out, your people, our people, we can find a way to live together. There is no reason why we can't compromise."

"Michonne and I, will never be able to live together."

"We'll find a way!"

"I have found a way, and I am going to go through with it! There's all kinds of ways I could do this. This way, you get to live and I get what I want." The Governor growled to Hershel.

"You say you want to take this prison as peacefully as possible. That means you'd be willing to hurt people to get it. My daughters are in there. That's who you'd be hurting. If you understand what it's like to have a daughter, then how can you threaten to kill someone else's?

"Because they aren't mine, Hershel." He said simply

"We can't take'em all on. We'll go through the admin building and through the woods like we planned. We ain't got numbers on them no more. When was the last time someone checked the stash on the bus?" Daryl asked the group.

"Day after we hit the big spot it is ready." Sasha answered, looking over at him. "We were runnin low on rations then, were even lower now."

"We'll manage. Things go south, everyone had for that bus. Let everyone know." Daryl says scanning the area.

"What if everyone doesn't know when things get bad?" Tyreece chimed in. "How long do we wait?"

"As long as we can." Daryl says walking behind Sasha, watching Rick descend to the last fence. Standing in front of the small army all guns aimed at him.

"Let them go. Right now. I'll stay down here, talk as long as you want. But you let em go. You have a tank you don't need hostages."

"I do, this is just to show you I'm serious. Not to blast a hole in our new home. You and your people have till sun down to get out of here. Or they die."

"Doesn't have to go down this way!" Rick pleaded

"I've got more people, more firepower. We need this prison. And there it is. It's not about the past. It's about right now."

"There are children here, some of them are sick. They won't- they won't survive."

"I have a tank. And I'm letting you walk away from here, what else is there to talk about?"

Daryl slowly pulled the gun bin towards Bob. Quickly taking out a sniper rifle and a scope. "You good?" He asks handing him the rifle.

"Yeah," Bob says taking the weapons from him.

Daryl nods and pulls out two more rifles, slowly handing one to Maggie mumbling a small "Hey" without looking. She slowly let go of the tight grip she had to Beth's hand. He quickly looked Beth over, as he handed her the rifle. Their eyes slowly met. Was it really only hours ago that they were kissing in the guard tower. Beth all but begging him to take her? Shaking his head, now was not the time for that. She took the rifle and held it silently in front of her. Moving her eyes back to her father.

"I could shoot you all, and you'll all shoot back. I know that. But we'll win, and you'll be dead. All of you. Doesn't have to be like that, like I said. It's your choice." The Governor said looking straight at Rick who looked over at the two approaching walkers. The Governor quickly took them out with three shots. Clipping the last one in the jaw before getting him in the head. "Noise will only draw more of em over. The longer you wait the harder it will be for ya to get out of here." He said to the stun face Rick.

"We gotta do somethin!" Carl said quietly aiming his gun through the fence, with Daryl and Merle on either side.

"Your dad's got it," Daryl grumbled.

"Their talking, we could kill the Governor out right now,"

"From 50 yards."

"I'm a good shot." Daryl smirked, knowing the kid would never be able to hit it even if his life did in fact depend on it. "I could end this right now.

"Yeah or you could start somethin else. You gotta trust him." He says looking back down his barrel at the Governor.

"You got a few hours left, I suggest you best start packin." Rick could just stare, he watched as Hershel gave a small nod. He looked down at his feet. What were they going to do? They had guns and a tank aimed at all of them and one wrong word could easily be Hershel's death. "The longer you wait, the harder it's gonne be to get out of here."

"We can all- we can all live together," Rick took a gulp. "There is enough room for all of us."

"More than enough. But I don't think my family would sleep well knowin that you were under the same roof."

"We'd live in different cell blocks. We'd never have to see each other till we're all ready."

"It could work, you know it could!" Hershel said over his shoulder to the Governor.

"It could'a. But it can't. Not after Woodbury, not after Andrea."

"Look I'm not saying its gonna be easy. Fact is, it's gonna be a hell of a lot harder than, standing here shooting at each other. But I don't think we have a choice."

"We don't, you do."

"We're not leaving. You try and force us, we'll fight back. Like you said the gun shots will just bring more of them out. They'll take down the fences. Without the fences, this place is worthless. Now, we can all live in the prison or none of us can."

The Governor quickly jumped off the tank, grabbing Michonne's kanta, "We'll fix the damn fences," He mumbled pushing the girl away from Hershel and lining the blade up to his neck.

Beth lost her breath lowering her gun, she felt Daryl's eyes on her but she could do nothing but watch. The Governor had a sword up to her fathers neck. She couldn't breath.

"No," Rick whispered nervously walking forward than back. "You! You in the ponytails. Is this what you want? Is this what any of you want?" He stresses opening his arms up wide.

"What we want is what you got. Period. Time for you to leave asshole." The man sitting with the tank machine gun replied for her.

"Look, I fought him before." Rick started, pointing at the Governor. "And after, we took in his old friends. They've become leaders in what we have here. Now, you put down your weapons and walk through those gates you're one of us. We let go of it all and nobody dies. Everyone who is alive right now, everyone who has made it this far. We've all done the worst kind of things just to stay alive. But we can still come back, we're not too far gone. We get to come back. I know we all can change." Rick watched as he slowly brought back the blade. A small smile forming on Hershel's lips. The governor looked down at Hershel then to the blade and back to Rick.

"Liar!" The Governor whispered pulling back the Kanta and swinging it down on Hershel's neck like a bat. Cutting half way through, letting him fall to the ground to bleed out.

"NOOO!" With a battle cry as their signal, Rick shot at the Governor. Shooting him in the shoulder. Shooting at everything as he quickly backed away. Everyone letting their bullets fly.

"Daddy!" Beth screamed, her rifle still in her hands. She barely heard Maggie's screams through the gun fire. She watched helplessly as everyone jumped in the cars, firing at them. Watching as Rick get clipped in the leg and slowly taking cover behind the old turned over prison bus. All she could do was scream. The tank slowly started to their way. Cars, trucks and people on foot following behind. Their guns returning fire. Finally lifting her weapon she started shooting through the fence in front of her crying.

Daryl let out a battle cry as he, Merle and Carl unloaded their guns at them. This was not happening, everything they work so hard to achieve, was about to be ruined. The tank slowly made its way through the first fence allowing the rest of the army through and they scattered, all charging forward. Then the second fence was down.

Maggie quickly tapped on Beth's hip and started running, she quickly turned to follow her sister to better cover. "I'm outta ammo!" She yelled to Maggie.

"Run for the bus! I'll cover you!" They ran through the gunfire and smoke passing Bob, Sasha and Tyreece. The tank blowing holes throughout the prison. Busting out windows and taking down walls.

"Go! Get out of here," Tyreece yelled to Sasha and Bob, who quickly turned to run the same direction as Beth and Maggie. He took a few more shots before turning to follow.

The tank shot the wall in front of Beth and Maggie causing them to brace themselves against the bus.

"Go, go! Come on!" Maggie yelled as they ran around the side of the bus. "Glenn's still in there, I have to get him!" She motioned towards the prison.

"I'm goin with you!"

"Get these people on the bus. Be ready to drive. I'll be right back!"

"What if your not!"

"Than you have to go without us!"

"I won't go without you!"

"Beth, Beth get these people on the bus, okay? It's your job. We all got jobs to do." She said shoving her rifle into Beth's arms before she ran off towards the prison. She quickly got everyone she could loaded up on the bus. Making sure everyone was seated and secure.

"I have to get Judith!" Beth yelled to Carol who was sitting in the drivers seat, running back out into the war zone. The kids were supposed to already settled in the bus. She ran towards the prison frantically looking for any sign of the children. But there were none. Not a trace.

Daryl was hiding behind two filing cabinets shooting at two asshole when he felt a walker come up beside him. Quickly stabbing it with a bolt he used it as a human shield slowly walking towards the two guys. They loaded the body with bullets, just a little bit farther. He pulled the pin out and threw a grenade in there direction. He heard them shout 'grenade!' before diving . He used the walker body to shield the blow.

"Beth, where's Beth?" Maggie yells frantically as she followed Glenn up the small bus steps.

"She went to find Judith!" Carol cried out.

"Where?" Maggie shrieked, tumbling back down the stairs.

"We'll find her she'll be okay." Glenn says stumbling after her.

"No, no!" Maggie pleaded trying to push his back.

"What? No you aren't going by yourself." Glenn yelled.

"Please," She sobbed, "I'll be right back!"

"Sasha! Sasha!" Maggie cried ducking down as she ran to her and Bob behind he blue car. "Have you seen Beth?"

"She's on the bus!"

"No she's-" she ducked as another round of bullets came, watching in horror as one got Bob in the shoulder.

"Gahh-" Bob cried, ducking down behind the bummer.

"Ah- we have to stay down!" Maggie ordered trying to see the damage of the bullet.

"Look inside my shirt." He gasped, "Check my back for an exit wound!" He said as the girls lifted his shirt for a better view.

"Yeah!" Sasha cried out.

"Good! That's good! We can treat it!"

"Not here, stay down. We'll find some place safe!" Maggie yelled as they watched the bus drive off down the road.

"We'll figure it out." Sasha pants as Maggie helps Bob move forward toward the bus. Shooting she covers them as she backs away. Catching Tyreece's eye. He gives her a quick nod before covering for her so they can get away. He quickly dives behind the garden they had planted a few months back, as a woman and man unload their weapons hoping to hit him in the forage.

When they stopped shooting he quickly sat up to pick them off when he see's Lizzie and Mica shoot them in the head. Standing up in shock, he sees a walker coming around the tank. He quickly takes it out and looks over to the girls, "We gotta get out of here!" He watches them take off in the wrong direction. "Hey! We go that way!" He yells chasing after them, he follows them to a small supply closed where they had Judith hidden. Tyreece quickly unbuckled the little girl from the carseat grabbed the baby bag and chased after the little girls. They ran the same way the bus left.

Rick grabbed the Governor's collar punching him square in the face. He quickly recovered and returned Rick's punches. He managed to use his weight against Rick and brought him to the ground. Getting in another few punches. He wrapped his large hands around Rick's throat, cutting him off from oxygen slowly suffocating him. And just as Rick's vision started to blur, he saw the end of Michonne's blade easily slice through the Governor's stomach and up. He slowly rolled off of him and grabbed at his chest. Rick watched Michonne stared at him, letting him know who killed him.

Daryl hurried to kill the two walkers coming close to him. He took a quick look around him there were walkers everywhere, they had to get out of there now! Pulling the pin out of the grenade, he quickly stuffed it down the tank barrel, smiling as he heard them cry 'Grenade!' before trying to scurry out. The asshole in the top barely managed to get out before it exploded, the tank no longer usable. Daryl waited until he stood up, his Stryker aimed directly at the asshole's heart. He slowly turned to Daryl not saying a word, Daryl took a deep breath and took the shot. The man falling to the ground. He just stared at him as if all this mess was his fault. He could hear Beth's pants and footsteps as she ran towards him.

"I was tryin to find the kids to get them on the bus," She panted holding Maggie's rifle to her chest. "I can't find them anywhere! I can't find Judith anywhere!" She sobs.

"We gotta go Beth," He murmured, looking at her. "We gotta go." The pain in his voice was prominent. And it pulled at her heart. She wanted to continue looking for the kids, but Daryl was right they had to go. There were walkers in every direction she looked. Taking a deep breath they took off running. Taking off for the forest. Leaving everyone and what was left of their home behind.