𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭: While out in the woods just walking trying to get ready for the night, Valerie is attacked by walkers while Glenn Rhee and Tara Chambler are in the middle of their convo. They save her and she joins them on their way to find Glenn's wife;...
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"WE LOOK NOT at what can be seen, but we look at what cannot be seen. For what can be seen is temporary...but what cannot be seen is eternal. For we know that if the earthly tent we live in is destroyed, we have a building from God, a house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens."
No one could really have kept track of the days since that day at the hospital but it's been a decent amount of time. It's also getting hotter, to the point where some of the group had resulted in ripping off themselves. They were disheveled and felt broken. "Hey Jude." Valerie smiled, holding the baby in her hands. Judith cooed as Valerie held her. "It was secure." Rick told the few members of the group that would travel to Noah's home. "It has a wall, homes, 20 people. Beth wanted to go with him, wanted to get him there. It is a long trip, but if it works out, it's the last long trip we have to make." Rick explained to them.
Glenn nodded but he knew the risk, he cared for more than just him and Maggie. "And what if it isn't around anymore?" Glenn asked how running thin there was really normal for them. "Then we keep going." Rick responded sincerely, living and going on is the only goal. That morning a group of Michonne, Glenn, Rick, Noah, and Tyreese headed out for Noah's home and so the rest of them waited there for a day, and when they came back, Tyreese was dead. They all took turns putting dirt in the grave and Sasha; Tyreese's sister, buried the rest of him for good, setting his beanie on top of the cross. "We look not at what can be seen, but we look at what cannot be seen. For what can be seen is temporary...but what cannot be seen is eternal. For we know that if the earthly tent we live in is destroyed, we have a building from God, a house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens." And those were the words spoken by Gabriel at Tyreese's funeral.
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The next few days after, the group was very much demoralized. The group of survivors were all in a certain area just sitting with barely any food. It's been three weeks since Atlanta. They had sixty or so miles to get themselves to Washington where they decided that was best to go, even if there was no cure. Somewhere new was what they needed, the Georgia area felt tainted with memories of the people they lost. Another couple miles down the road the engine was really toasted. "We're out just like the other one," said Abraham. "Not again." Valerie whispered to herself. "We walk." Rick told them and they started grabbing their things and exiting the van.
Some little time passed before Rick was holding Judith in his hands as Daryl looked back at the walkers behind them. "We're not at our strongest. We'll get 'em when it's best. High ground, something like that, remember it from a movie Carl had me watch back then. But anyway they're not going anywhere." Rick explained to Daryl. Behind them Valerie and Carl talked, she heard the high ground stuff and remembered something. "Have you watched any of the Star Wars movies?" Valerie asked. "Yeah, I watched the originals when I was younger and caught a couple of the prequels in theaters." Carl explained. Valerie smiled that they had something new to talk about, maybe even something to find comic books for and added her own experience. "I watched the prequels first then the originals," said Valerie. "All right, how about your favorite one from each trilogy?" She asked him curiously. Carl looked at her happily and then spoke, "Revenge and then Empire. You?"
