SOS/Book 2/The Prison

Chapter 28

The Governors point of view
"How'd it go?" I asked Martinez as he entered the room sheepishly,
"Fine, " he said pouring himself alcohol that was resting on my table, "I think they got the memo."

I was thrilled that we were going to war, to me it was exciting. Finally, in such a boring world of walking dead people and doing the same thing every day, we were going something big.

"They sound more prepared than us, " Martinez sighed, "Michonne said they have a huge room stocked with weapons and they have ammo to last them years."
"What?" I said shocked, "I bet they are lying, they just don't want to come across as weak."
Martinez looked unsure,
"Yeah..." he sat down next to me.

"You want Andrea back right?" he said,
"Of course, that's the main reason I'm doing this, "
"Then I hope you don't mind my opinion, but this is the worst way of going about things."
I narrowed my eyes at him,
"I know what I'm doing, " I stated, and he gave up.

Rick's point of view

"The crops are looking healthy, " Hershel said inspecting the leaves, "They will be a good source of energy in the fight."
"If we fight, " I corrected him.

"Rick it doesn't sound like they gave you a choice, it's either we fight or we die."
He was right, they didn't give me a choice, but I was still so worried. Worried about losing my family.

"You should tell everyone, " Hershel suggested, "They deserve to know, and be mentally prepared as much as physically."
"What if someone dies?" I looked up at him, my eyes glossy and full of tears,
"Rick pull it together, you have to, you're our leader."
"But I've already lost so much, Lori, Shane."
In the last days of Shane being alive, he was a real bitch, but he was still my best friend before and that wouldn't change.

"Don't forget what Shane did to you, " Hershel reminded me, and suddenly I didn't feel so bad.
"I'll tell them then, I have to."
"Good, " Hershel smiled.

I walked into cell block one and everybody was out, chatting and getting work done.
"Attention, " I said, tapping my machete against the metal poles.
Everyone turned their heads to me quickly.

"Some of you know, but some of you don't." I started, "We will be going to war with Woodbury."
"What?!" Carol said alarmed,
"Yeah what the fuck, who decided this?" Isla shouted hurt.

"Not me, I can assure you. I had no choice but to agree. It seems the Governor just really doesn't like to share."
"And he wants me, " Andrea stepped forwards, "It's me he wants, maybe I should set it right."
"Andrea no-" Michonne protested,
"He will listen to me, maybe I can stop the war and therefore people won't die unnecessarily."

Everyone looked at her, and Michonne was not happy.
"Please, Rick, what would you do if Carl died?" I looked at the floor, "What would Carl do if Fleur died, what would Andy do if Isla died, what would Tom do if Katelyn died?"

It was hard not to say yes, but what Andrea was asking for was dangerous. What if they didn't let her leave?
"Rick..." she pushed,
"Okay fine, " I said with a sigh.

Nobody's point of view
A day went by, the group prepared and had a few gun sessions out in the front field.
Andrea packed bags ready for the trip to Woodbury in the morning, she didn't tell anyone about her plan.

Andreas point of view
I spent all day in my cell, with a piece of paper and a pencil jotting down all my ideas for how I was going to do it.

How I was going to kill the governor.

In the end, I came to a final conclusion, it was the best thing for everyone. The Governor was certainly not a good leader for Woodbury, and there was no point in fighting a war for no reason.

Eliminate the Governor, eliminate all the problems we had at the moment.
I didn't know how Rick, or Michonne, or the rest of the group would react if I told them- so I didn't.
Hopefully, they would be happy once I had done it.

My plan was exactly this:

.First I would get there, walking was the best option. That way I wouldn't draw attention to myself with a noisy car or motorbike.

.I would sneak in through the hole in the wall, the one I had escaped through. And if that was fixed then I would climb the wall, the guards had lots of blind spots.

.Then I would sneak inside the governor's house and surprise him. But no, I wouldn't kill him straight away. I would convince him that I wish I'd never left- I even wrote a script:
"I'm sorry Governor, I'm sorry I ever left you. I realise now how big of a mistake it was, and that the Prison is nowhere near as good as Woodbury."

Hopefully, that would flatter him enough, seeing how desperate he was.

.Then I would stay the night, wait until he was asleep and stab him. A quiet death, not waking up at guards.

Good plan right?

Nobody's point of view
"Andrea, what are you doing?" Michonne asked, entering her cell.
She quickly shoved the piece of paper in her drawer.
"Nothing, " she simply replied with a smile.
"You're not fooling me, " Michonne laughed, "What did you just put in the drawer?"

Andrea looked at her feet,
"Andrea?"
"Just a shopping list I might get on my way back from Woodbury, no biggie."

The fact that Andrea thought she was definitely going to return relieved Michonne. She couldn't lose her best friend.
"Okay well shooting practise just finished in the front field, we're all heading to bed now."
"Night, " Andrea grinned,
"Night."

Milton's point of view
Everything was a mess, a complete mess. This wasn't going to end well for anyone.
A war over nothing? Well, pretty much nothing- a petty obsession with a blonde girl.

I had no power, no lead, no control at Woodbury. I was just a scientist. I couldn't convince the Governor even if I tried.

I had to do something about it myself, so I packed a few bags and left Woodbury secretly in a truck.
It was the first time I had left Woodbury since I arrived. But I wanted to do something good for a change, and I knew sorting some things out and stopping being such a scaredy-cat would be a good start.