Part 37

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Do Not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sigh Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height, Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.

Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Sabrina groaned as the man pushed her into the wall, holding her down. She struggled, tears streaming down her cheeks as she pushed the man off, climbing on top of him. She reached into her boot, taking out her knife, "I'm sorry." She whispered, slicing the man's throat. Carefully, Sabrina took off his jacket, placing it on her body. She placed a bandana over her mouth, exhaling deeply as she dipped her finger into the bleeding wound before writing W onto her forehead.

Sabrina jogged down the road, meshing into the crowd. As she ran, a pair of firm hands grasped at her, throwing her against a tree, "It's me!"

Rick relaxed, "You need to be hiding!" He said, "Is our baby okay?" He panicked, reaching forward, placing a warm hand on her stomach

"They're fine. We're fine." Sabrina promised

"Go lay low somewhere." Rick whispered to her

"I can't. I gotta find Rosita." Sabrina said

"Check the infirmary. I think her and Aaron are helping the sick." Rick said, cupping Sabrina's cheek, "I'll see you soon. Okay? I gotta find Judith." He added, "I love you." He added, leaning down and kissing her deeply

Sabrina perked up slightly, "I'll find you after." She promised, covering her face back up with her bandana, running toward the infirmary. She paused hearing a loud, obnoxious screeching noises. Sabrina looked over, watching in horror as the wall of Alexandria fell, "Oh, no." She said, backing up as a gaggle of walkers began to pile in.
Sabrina ran down the road, dodging the crowd of people. She ran up the stairs of the infirmary, opening the door

Rosita stood in front of the door, pointing her gun at Sabrina, "Get down!" She yelled

"It's me!" Sabrina shouted

"Get down!" Rosita yelled again

Aaron grabbed Sabrina, yanking her to the side

Rosita shot at a walker who was coming up the staircase

"Oh. Thanks, guys." Sabrina said, her heart racing, as she closed the door behind her with her boot. She stood against the wall of the infirmary, Rosita and Aaron by her side, all of them peering out the window in horror

"Please, sit down." Aaron pleaded, reaching out to Sabrina

Sabrina stayed glued in her spot, staring out the window toward Jessie's house. She watched in horror as Rick trailed out of the home, making a chain with Jessie, her children, Michonne , Carl and Gabriel, "I gotta help." She said, worriedly

"No! Not you. Not now. Not while pregnant." Rosita warned

"I have to." Sabrina argued, slinging her rifle onto her back, "Cover me." She said, opening the window, carefully climbing out. Sabrina held onto the gutter as she pulled herself toward the roof

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