The start

Reality Check

"Time for a reality check. We all need to leave for DC right now." Abraham states. Him and Rosita stand in the aisle of the church.

"Daryl and Carol are gonna be back.
We're not going anywhere without them." Rick recalls.

"I respect that, but there's a clear threat here to Eugene. I need to extract his ass before things get any uglier. So if y'all won't come, good luck to you. We'll go our separate ways." Abraham turns to walk out the doors.

"You leaving on foot?" Rick asked.

"We fixed that damn bus ourselves." Abraham turns around looking at Rick.

"There are a lot more of us." Rick walks to Abraham.

"You want to keep it that way? You should come."

"Carol saved your life. We saved your life."

"Well, I am trying to save yours. Save everyone's." Abraham yells causing Jay to shutter.

"We're not going anywhere without our people."

"Your people took off."

"They're coming back." Rick yells

"To what, picked-over bones?!"

"You're not taking--" both men start yelling on the top of their lungs as they push each other back and forth. This is going to geat nasty.

"Do not lay hands!"

"Abraham!" Rosita yells. She tries to stop it but Glenn walks in between the two men.

"Hey, hey, stop! Now! Do you really think that you're gonna be any safer leaving right now in the middle of the night?"

"Yeah. Yeah." Abraham scoffs.

"The chances of surviving outside won't be in your favor. Outside is dangerous along with the walkers and Gareth is out there." I state.

"I've survived worse, short stuff." Abraham scolds.

"So have I." I grumbled.

"What about tomorrow? We need each other for this. We need each other to get to DC. We can get through all of it together." It's true if we separate now we won't be able to survive. I mean me and Jay can survive on our own but there is a higher chance of surviving if we stay with Rick. He seems like he knows what he's doing.

"I have an idea. If you stay just one more day and help, I'll go with you to DC no matter what. Okay?" Tara looks at everyone. The room gets quiet. No one spoke a word as they watch the scene play out.

"Glenn and Maggie, too." Abraham looks at the four of us.

"No." Rick says.

"Good luck, then. I'm not interested in breaking up what you have here.
Rosita, grab your gear." Abraham turns to face Rosita.

"Abraham-- -" She starts.

"Now. Eugene, let's go. Eugene. Move it." Abraham grits his teeth as he looks at Eugene not moving one muscle.

"I don't want to." Eugene stutters.

"Now." Abraham says through his teeth.

"Okay." Eugene sighs as he gets up and walks toward the doors.

"You're not taking the bus." Rick says.

"Try to stop me." Abraham turn slightly facing the side of the house. Rick staying there for a few seconds trying to figure out if this man was joking or telling the truth. Rick starts walking toward him as Abraham hands his gun to Eugene. I take my gun out of my pocket and aim it at Abraham. Rosita takes her gun out and aims is it at me as Jay lifts her gun up pointing it at Rosita.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! Hey, hey, hey! You stay-- you stay and help us, and we will go with you." Glenn gives in.

"No." Rick says.

"It's not your call. You stay, help us." Glenn looks at Abraham studying his actions.

"Half a day. Come high noon, we're taillights. I'm not waiting for the other damn shoe to drop." Abraham agrees.

"And we will leave with you." Maggie says quietly.

"Twelve hours. Then we go." Abraham announces.

I dropped my gun setting it in the pew Jay was sleeping in. Rosita sticks her gun into her pocket. Jay walks over to me setting her gun on the pew. She lays down looking up at the roof.

"Lets get things together. We need to take them out." Rick walks by me. I walk up to the table full of weapons. We were picking up guns loading them up. Checking them to make sure they are loaded.

"They think they're in control." Rick says.

"Not for long." I smirk as I hold a gun up aiming it to a wall.

"We're in here and they could be anywhere." Abraham says as he was sitting on a pew.

"But we know exactly where they are." Rick looks up. I put the gun down and look at the blades seeing if they need to be sharpened. Always like to see a knife glimmer into the light.

"Plan's got stones, I'll give you that." Abraham compliments.

"Make our move before they do." Glenn says as he loads a gun up.

"That's right. They're not counting on us thinking straight." Ricks fingers traces the blades.

"Are we? I'm just making sure. It's a big play." Rosita looks at us. Rick walks down the aisle.

"Remember what these people are capable of." Rick states as we all nod our heads agreeing.

"These people are cannibals and will do anything to survive. We are the prey as they are the predators." My finger slides down the blade I held up.

"We'll see." Rick says.

"Tyreese." Rick looks over at him. I sharpen the knives. I always enjoyed the feeling of two blades scraping against each other. The sound of them being sharpened made me cringe.

"Yeah?"

"You up for this?" Rick questions the large man. He looks like he'd be ready to hit an entire building. He looks tough but is he really? Is he the sensitive man who only cares for Judith. Or is he the stone cold man that's ready to get revenge.

"I'm going with you." Sasha pokes her head out of the office.

"You should stay with Bob." Tyreese says.

"No, I want to be out there. I want to be a part of this." Sasha walks back into the office. Well she seems determined. No one's going to stop her unless Bob dies right now. Even then I'm sure she'd still want to go to cut Gareth's head off and put it on a stick.