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"Who the Hell are you?" Daryl growled as I starred at one of the prisoners, barely able to get a good enough look at his face. "Why don't you come out of there, slow and steady" Daryl ordered.

As they stepped into the light, my heart sank. "What happened to him?" One of the prisoners asked, my eyes dancing over him longer than they should have.

"He got bit"

"Bit?" He asked as I watched him slowly pull a gun.

I cocked mine, grabbing his attention as he looked over at me, his brows raised as we slowly realised. "Kelly?" He asked slowly, "That you?"

I growled slightly as Glenn danced past them, searching for medical supplies. "Shut up" I snapped.

One of the other prisoners looked us up and down, "Don't look like no rescue team to me" He noted.

"If rescue's what you're waiting for, don't" Rick yelled as there was a crash from inside a room. Glenn ran out with a silver table on wheels.

The prisoner kept his gun raised at me as Daryl and I kept our sights trained on him.

Rick, Maggie and Glenn were getting Hershel onto the table, ready to escort him out.

"Are you crazy? Don't open that!" One of the prisoners yelled, T did it anyway and the walkers came spilling in.

Rick began shouting at us, "Daryl! Kelly! C'mon!"

Daryl ushered me out first, but was reluctant to follow, "Daryl, we gotta go, come on" I whispered, my eyes still dancing over the man with the long brown hair.

We raced down the hallways, my mind wandering around itself while Daryl and I followed behind them.

I heard footsteps as we continued, tugging on Daryl's arm, he stopped, "Look!" I whispered as we saw the prisoners following us.

Rick ushered us along anyway and soon we were back with the others.

Daryl, T and I stayed, waiting for the prisoners to catch up, which they did.

Daryl loaded his crossbow and put his leg up on the table as I stood with my gun aimed, waiting for them.

They approached slowly, "That's far enough" Daryl growled.

"Cell block C, cell 4, that's mine gringo, let me in" The man snarled.

I hesitated before speaking, "Tomas, shut up"

He smirked, "You do remember me? You've change, I have to say, got some more fire in you" He laughed.

Daryl interrupted quickly, "Today's you're lucky day, fellas, you've been pardoned by the state of Georgia"

"What's going on in there?" Tomas asked.

Daryl snapped, "It ain't none of your concern"

"Don't you tell me what's my concern" He snarled.

"Put it away, Tomas, never pegged you as stupid" I muttered as he pulled his gun out.

The big man spoke, "Dude, chill, why we still in here?"

Daryl nodded, his sights still trained on Tomas. "Man's got a point"

"I gotta go check on my old lady, man" One of the prisoners smiled.

Tomas stepped towards me, "Guess I could go check on my son" He spat.

I growled at him, "Go to Hell"

He smirked, "Where's he at, beautiful? This little boy you love so much"

"He isn't here, and you'll never see him again" I whispered.

"Step away from her" Daryl growled lowly, stepping towards us.

Tomas smirked as he took a step back, "New pup?"

Daryl and Tomas began arguing over anything and everything when Rick ran in. "Hey, hey everyone relax, there's no need for this"

"How many of you in there?" Tomas asked wit raised brows.

"Too many for you to handle"

Tomas paused for a second, as we explained to him the state of the world. "Ain't no way"

Rick growled, "See for yourself"

We escorted them out, Daryl staying close by as they headed out into the sun. They sighed and stretched as they passed the bodies that were littered around the floor.

"So, what is this, a disease?" One of them asked as Rick nodded,

"We're all infected"

The small blonde prisoner looked at us, "Like aids?" He asked.

"If I was to kill you, put an arrow in your chest, you'd come back as one of these things" Daryl explained to him as Tomas looked at us.

"Where'd you come from?"

Rick looked at the ground before looking up again, "Atlanta"

"Where you headed?"

Rick stepped forward, "For now, nowhere"

Tomas nodded, "Suppose you could take that area near the water, we'll help you move your gear out"

Rick sniggered, "That won't be necessary, we took out these walkers, the prisons ours"

"Slow down cowboy," Tomas chuckled, "This is our prison, we were here first"

"Looked in a broom closet?" He laughed, "We took it, we set you free, its ours, we spilled blood" Rick explained.

Tomas snarled, "We'll be moving back into our cell block, I still got precious things in there" He pulled his gun as I took a step forward,

"Spice? I'll cut you a deal, Tomas," I spoke, he looked at me, as did the rest of the group.

Rick's brows were raised as I spoke, "If I find your 'things', that cell block's ours, if not, it's yours"

Tomas chuckled and wandered over to me, starring at me, "You're that confident you still know me"

"I'm betting on it, aren't I?" I swallowed hard as he nodded,

"You got yourself a deal, princess"

Rick and Daryl followed behind me as I headed towards the prison door, "Something you wanna tell me?" Rick asked quietly.

"He's Charlie's dad.." I muttered, as Rick's eyes went wide. "I know where he stashes his stuff, trust me."

Without waiting for a response, I rushed into the cell block, heading straight for cell 4 which he had already told us was his. I pulled the mattresses from the bunks, revealing a magazine stashed under, I put it to one side and sliced open the mattresses, a small bag hiding in the stuffing.

I laid on my stomach, checking under the bed, which was clean.

Then, I checked the toilet, with my nose turned up, I plunged my hand into the toilet, pulling out another small bag, this time a different substance.

Finally, I checked behind the mirror, finding a small makeshift shank.

When I was confident I had found everything, I headed back outside where they had discussed the terms of our deal.

Tomas smirked as I strolled over until I threw all the goods onto a table. His face immediately dropped. "Looks like you'll be taking that other cell block" Rick smirked.

Tomas nodded, clearly not happy. "If I see you anywhere near our people, if I so much as catch a whiff of your scent, I will kill you" Rick snarled, his voice low.

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