"I wouldn't equate lucky with a gun pointed at me," Rick returns as he raises his hands slowly.
She smiles coldly. "This is just to ensure that you play along amicably. This and of course, the beautiful woman at my side." She looks over to Michonne and casually grasps one her dreads in her free hand before turning her attention back to Rick. "My comrades here assured me that in order for me to get to you, I simply had to get to her."
Rick flinches as the anger tries to overtake him. He looks to Terrell, then Rashad, vowing silently to kill them slowly and painfully. "What do you want?"
"There will be time to discuss all of that later. Right now, you're coming with us. Tell your people to stand down and everyone gets to live today." She raises the gun higher, aiming for Rick's head.
"Alright. I'll come with you, but you have to let her go first." He nods toward Michonne, praying they will release her.
The female laughs. "Are you really going to force my hand?" She takes the gun into her other hand and places the barrel against Michonne's temple.
Michonne closes her eyes, cursing silently because she knows Rick will allow himself to be taken.
Meanwhile, Sasha's trigger finger is itching as she stares down through the scope of her gun, the female her target. Her breathing is labored and harsh, but her hands are ever steady.
Daryl watches her closely, switching between her and the scene just down below the tower. "You can't do it, Sasha. We can't risk Rick and Michonne like that."
She clenches her teeth tightly as she fights the urge to start shooting. "We're just going to let them get taken?"
"Rick wants us to stand down. You know that. We'll track them as soon as we're able. Me and you, ok?" Daryl asks.
Sasha nods reluctantly, never taking her eyes off the intruders. She wants to scream as she witnesses Rashad relieve Rick of his gun belt and all of them pile into the truck. Rick is ordered to climb into the bed of the truck, a gun trained at his head the entire time.
Daryl and Sasha watch helplessly as the truck moves in reverse before swerving around and driving away into the waning light.
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Rick times the drive down to the last minute, observing the landscape and the scenery as best as he can as they drive by. He reluctantly keeps an eye on Michonne, anger boiling inside of him because the one time she tried to look back at him, Terrell grabbed her roughly by the hair and forcibly turned her head to face forward.
They pull up to some sort of camping ground, complete with tents and surrounded by barbed wire, haphazardly laced between trees and what appears to be fence posts.
Rick observes at least two people already there at the camp sitting by a small fire as he is ordered to exit the vehicle at gun point again.
He and Michonne are led into the camp and ordered to sit in front of a tent as their hands are tied behind their backs. Rick takes the opportunity to brush her hand with his quickly, trying to reassure her that they will be alright. Michonne grasps his fingers with hers for a split second before relaxing her hands and allowing Terrell to tie her wrists as Rashad ties Rick's.
