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CHAPTER SIX ! not tomorrow yet season six / episode twelve
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Johnathan sat in the RV, Beth asleep on his shoulder. The RV pulled into Alexandria, pulling to a stop beside Aaron and Sasha. "Get Olivia," Rick told them, turning off the RV. "She should inventory what we have. We'll meet her at the pantry."
"You have food?" Sasha asked from her place outside of the RV.
Johnathan ran a hand through Beth's hair, causing her to stir. "Hey, sweetheart," Johnathan spoke softly, a small smile on his face as he looked at Beth. Beth's eyes opened, a small smile on her face as she looked at Johnathan. "We're home."
"Yeah," Michonne answered Sasha as she stepped out of the RV. "Enough for another month."
"I need everybody in the church in an hour," Rick told Sasha. Beth frowned, holding onto Johnathan's arm as she stepped out of the RV. She didn't want to kill anyone, so she wasn't going. But she also didn't want John to kill anyone, her sister to kill anyone, or her brother-in-law to kill anyone. She didn't want her people to kill anyone.
"What is it?" Sasha questioned.
"We'll talk about it," Rick told her, starting the engine of the RV again before Carol walked up to the RV, she and Rick exchanged a few words before he pulled off.
Johnathan took Beth to their house, cooking her breakfast while she took a shower and after she ate he made sure she didn't need anything else before he headed over to the church. "And we can work with the Hilltop. Maggie hammered out a deal." Rick spoke, glancing towards the door as Johnathan walked in. "We're getting food--eggs, butter, fresh vegetables. But they're not just giving it away. These Saviors, they almost killed Sasha, Daryl, and Abraham on the road. Now, sooner or later, they would've found us, just like those Wolves did, just like Jesus did. They would've killed someone or some of us. And then they would try to own us. And we would try to stop them. But by then, in that kind of fight, low on food, we could lose. This is the only way to be sure, as sure as we can get, that we win. And we have to win. We do this for the Hilltop, it's how we keep this place. It's how we feed this place. This needs to be a group decision. If anybody objects, here's your chance to say your piece."
