I Am Here (TWD)

Part 30

Rick, Daryl and Hershel went outside to talk and I know exactly what they are talking about. They want to give Michonne to him and Daryl's nodding his head so I know it's not Merle. I have to warn her, and fast. She does not deserve to die, or be tortured, she saved my life, now I'm going to save hers. I walked back into the prison to find her sitting on the table polishing her sword.

"I need to talk to you, in private." I say

"What about?" She asked.

"Just follow me." I urged quietly, she followed me down to the other empty cell block.

"This must be serious." She says.

"I'm sorry, this isn't us. But I would avoid going anywhere with Rick or Daryl for the time being. Theres-"

"They want to hand me to the governor, don't they? So that was his offer."

I looked into her eyes, they were hurt. "I'm sorry. If I had the power to stop the governor, Rick even, I would do it in a second."

"Don't be sorry." She says. "You're willing to fight for someone whos an outsider? Why would you?"

"An outsider that saved my life, you're not an outsider to me. You're apart of my life now." I tell her.

I see a smile perk but disappears. "Thank you for telling me."

I smiled at her. "Come on, before they find out I told you."

We part ways, now I have to find my brother. He's probably outside with the others distracting the walkers, it's his favorite thing to do nowadays. Especially since they are building things. But looks like they are about to come in, Merle walks up behind me to look out the window as well.

"You know what, I think you're very smart." He says.

"I know." I say not bothering to look at him.

"So you know just about everything in the prison, huh?"

I shrugged. "Not that it matters."

I walked away from him as my brother came in. "We need talk."

"Yeah, I know." I say making my way to my cell.

"They are meeting with the governor at noon, have you thought of a plan or something to help Michonne?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'm going out to be the mouse you've insisted I am."

"I'm going too." He says.

"No, if they notice both us gone, it would be a problem." I say, sliding my hand under the mattress and checked the rounds I have been storing, I have three now, four if you count the one in my chamber.

"Well, at least let me help you escape."

I rolled my eyes. "You're such a loser."

"And you're fat." He huffed.

"Gee thanks." I mumbled. "I thought you would be more helpful."

"Maybe, you should wear your hair in pigtails, no one would shoot a cute girl like that..."

I stare at him, but he seemed eager. "Fine, whatever."

"May I?" He grinned. He started pulling on my hair, my head bobbing around.

"Are you done yet?" I grumbled.

"Almost...there." he says fixing my bangs as I looked in the mirror. "Now you look like a pin up Asian."

"Not bad, could use some work though."  I say. He smacks his lips, leaving the room, they come back running a few moments laster.

"Michonne isn't here and neither is Merle!" He says breathlessly.