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   "Damnit. Hershel!" Ava shouts, turning her father on his side and patting his back roughly, trying to knock the blood from his throat.

   Glenn and Ava had been pumping air into a man for hours, keeping his airway clear of blood when Glenn collapsed after trying to do chest compressions when they lost him.

   Ava looks down in horror at Glenn, before looking up and seeing Lizzie. "Lizzie, listen to me, okay? Go get Hershel, quickly!"

   Lizzie points to behind Ava, where the dead man was beginning to turn, his hand grasping at nothing. "Damnit!" Ava quickly stands, backing away from Glenn.

   Ava looks at her target as it stands, its attention directed towards her. She whips her knife out but realizes she doesn't have a clear shot at him because the airbag in his mouth, something they would need.

   "Lizzie, stay with Glenn." Ava demands, pushing the girl to the side and stepping backward out of the cell, leading the walker away.

   She begins to panic, hearing more growls from downstairs. "Hershel!" She shouts, scared for the man as she glances down to see a walker snapping at him from above.

    A woman rushes out to try to help him, and then a man. He raises his gun before another walker steps out, his son, and bites him on the arm holding the gun out. He shoots the woman.

    "God, damnit!" She shouts, beginning to become panicked.

   Ava sweeps her foot across the floor, effectively tripping the walker she was leading away. She presses her foot down on his chest, rips the air bag from his mouth, and pulls her axe out for better range; slamming it into his skull and quickly back out. She tosses the airbag to the side and rushes past Lizzie and Glenn, "turn him on his side! Pat his back! I'll be right back,"

   Ava rushes down the perch stairs as another gunshot rings out, the man with the gun being torn apart. "Hershel, back!" She warns the older man. He backs up and she harshly swings her axe into the skull of the walker closest.

   Hershel rushes up the perch stairs to find Lizzie with Glenn while Ava takes care of the walkers. "Open the door!" She hears.

    She looks over at the door to see her adoptive mother, Maggie. She pulls the door opened it's her in as the woman panics and rushes in. Both women go a different direction, killing all the walkers out of their cells.

   "Up, go up!" Ava ushers the woman as she herself runs up the perch, finding Hershel struggling.

   "Ava, the airbag! Where is it?" Hershel urgently questions.

    The girl looks around frantically, trying to remember where she threw it. She sees it laying on the net separating the top floor from the bottom, she hops the rails and steadies herself, grabbing the airbag and tossing it Maggie.

   Both Greene's rush to aid Glenn. Ava hops the rails again and rushes to her family, "his back, get him on his back. Hold— hold his arms." Ava instructs, having watched Hershel do it a few times by this point.

     Hershel sets it up quickly, forcing air through his lungs. Ava sighs in relief. "He's okay," she turns to her father, "you're gonna be okay."

   "I didn't want you in here," Hershel says to his daughter.

   She smiles softly, "I know, but I had to. Just like you two."

   The door to the bell block whips open, Ava sees Tyrese enter. Which means they have the antibiotics now. Everyone will be okay.

   She sighs in relief, almost crying. It was rough for the teenager, watching so many people die at once. She didn't have to deal with this when she was alone, but now she had something to lose.

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