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Alexandria had gotten better.  Thomas and Mae had started spending a lot of time together. And Nathan and Rosita had started training the Alexandrians for battle. 

But me, I was still worried for my sister. It had been days since the run and she has not been back. 

As I was sitting by the portch Quinn came by and sat next to me. 

You okay? She asked. 

Yeah, I'm just thinking. I said. 

About Payton? Quinn asked. 

Yeah, I'm just worried. I said. 

Okay first you know your sister is badass right? Quinn asked. 

Well yeah. I said. 

Good, than you have nothing to worry about. Payton is strong and she is gonna come back. I know it. Quinn said. 

Yeah your right. Anyway how are you holding up here. I asked. 

Actually, I'm doing great. Better than I did when we first got here. Quinn said. 

Is it because this place kinda reminds you of Woodbury? I asked. 

In a way yeah it does. But  after we stayed here for a few days I got better and now I really see this place as home. Quinn said. 

Yeah, you've come a long way new girl. I said. 

Oh come on, your going back to that nick name. Quinn said. 

Yep. I said. 

You know you have come a long way from being that asshole I met at the prison. Quinn said. 

Okay, I don't think I was a asshole, I did save your life. I said. 

You did but than you were an asshole. Quinn said. 

Okay, fine I wasn't the nicest to you. But all it took was for us to both get sick with a deadly virus to become friends. I said. 

Yeah. Quinn said as she started getting up. 

Well, I am on Judith duty since Thomas is helping Mae with gun practice. Quinn said. 

Alright have fun. I said. 

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That afternoon I met up with Carl, it was awhile since we were able to talk. 

Were you able to find Enid? I asked. 

No, I tried asking Ron for help but he refused so. Carl said. 

Yeah, I saw you guys fight, and I'm just gonna say your after a really bad fighter. I said. 

Oh come on, I'm not that bad. Carl said. 

Dude if you saw what I saw that you would know that you are a really bad fighter. Maybe when Daryl comes back he can teach you how to fight? I said. 

As we were talking we saw Maggie run towards Rick. 

That was Glenn! Maggie yelled. 

We all looked up and saw balloons being flowed in the air . 

As we were looking at them we heard cracking. 

I looked up and saw the guard tower coming down. Carl and I moved out of the way. 

When we got up we saw thousands of walkers coming are way. 

Go, get into your houses go! Rick yelled. 

Carl and I ran, we went and helped as many people as we could to their houses as we could. Once we did we met up with Thomas and the others and helped Rick get into the house. 

Once we got in we helped Deanna into a room so we could clean her wounds.

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It was a few hours while Rick and Michonne were cleaning Deanna wounds Thomas and I were sitting down. 

Hey. You okay. I asked. 

Thomas looked at me than smiled. 

Ha, do I look okay? Thomas said as we both laughed. 

But really. I said. 

I've been worse, if I'm be honest I'm worried about Mae. Thomas said. 

Where is she? I asked. 

She is trying to help Ron. Carl and him got into another fight. So she is trying to calm him down. Thomas said. 

Thomas, Dylan get over here now! Rick yelled. 

Thomas and I went to help Rick barricade the door. We kept pushing and pushing but no matter how hard we pushed. 

Michonne yelled to us to get up stairs. Carl, Mae, Quinn, and I covered the door while Rick took a walker with him.                

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Rick told us we had to dress like the dead. Thomas told Mae what we had to do. It rook her awhile but she agreed to it. 

We all grabbed onto each other and headed out the house.

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