The start

Cops

The plan to get the guards was intact. The guards pulled up with their car they found no as we stood around the corner and watch. We came out guns loaded.

"Hands." Rick tells the cops. They let go of Noah and drop their guns.

"What do you want? Whatever this is, we can help." The male cop says.

"You do what we say, we don't hurt you." Rick says.

"Okay."

"Good. Now turn around. Put your guns on the floor and kneel. We need to talk. There's water if you need some and food." The drop the guns, kneeling to the ground with their hands over their head as Daryl and Sasha check them.

"Mind if I ask you something? The way you talk the way you carry yourself were you a cop? Believe it or not, I was, too." I study Rick, he did have the vibe of a cop.

"That's Lamson. He'll be down for this. He's one of the good ones." Noah says.

Just then a black car comes by with a white cross in the back windshield. One cop pulls up as the other two cops get away. The guy driving the black car started shooting at us. I shot at the back two tires. Sasha gets the front tire. I shot the back windshield. I was pondering whether I should shoot the gas tank or not. But I didn't cuz then it would have blown up the plan. I ran after the car.

"Wait!" Rick yells after me. I stop and see walkers all on the ground. The black car had stopped.

"Two, on me." Rick runs as everyone else follows him closely. I look back and don't see Daryl. I walk back to the walkers on the ground. Daryl was checking out the RV. I walk on the other side of the RV. The man that was driving the black car tackles me to the ground hitting me with his gun. He hit me three times then got off of me.

"Harley!" I could hear Daryl's voice but my vision was blurry. I could hear the sound of the two men fighting. The noises of the Walkers made everything worse. I sit up groaning in pain and tried to get my baring. Try to feel around the ground for my gun. I hear the sound of a gun being cocked. I pause looking around. I could hear Rick and Daryl talking.

"Hey, I got you. I got you. You alright?" A blurry Daryl walks over and helps me stand up.

"Yeah, I just need a second. Are you ok?" I sigh. I reach out to grab his shoulder and miss it. He grabs hold of me. Finally my vision comes back. There was blood all over Daryl.

"I'm good. What happened?" His hand lifts my face up to his.

"He put up a fight and tackled me. Lost my vision for a few seconds. Where is he?"

"Rick has him. We're taking them back to the building. Come here." Daryl picks me up bridal style.

"She alright?" Rick asked.

"She got hit in the head and lost vision."

"I can see now and I can walk." I shake my head.

"Not taking any chances." Rick and the rest of the group lead the cops toward the building.

"I thought I lost you. Back when you and Carol disappeared. I though Gareth had you when we found Bob without his leg. Then Bob told us you and Carol drove off." I wrap an arm around his neck.

"I'm not leaving you behind if that's what you thought. I won't. Not after what we been through. Where you go I go." His blue eyes look down at me. I rest my head on his chest as we get inside the building. He lets me down.

"Tyreese help her out." Daryl guides the group. Tyreese wraps an arm around my lower back.

"Your friend, what's his name? I need to talk to him. Your plan is going to get me and my friends killed." The girl cop speaks.

"We're gonna make it work." Sasha says.

"It would work if you had different cops to trade. Dawn's running Grady into the ground. A bunch of us want her out and she knows it. Pretty sure she knows we want Lamson to replace her, too." The girl cop talks. We turn and face them.

"Dawn doesn't know that." The cop that hit me in the head says.

"She might. And she's smart. So there's a good chance you can't make this deal work and that'll leave us all dead. But if you let us go, we'll take care of Dawn ourselves and then we'll let your friends go and this is over." Says the girl cop.

"No, we're not gonna do that." The other guy cop says. Noah says he is the good one.

"Do you want to die?" The girl cop ask him.

"No. I just need you to shut up right now. You can make this work. But you've got to be able to talk to her." The guy says.

"Noah told us all about her." Sasha says.

"I've known her for eight years, ma'am. I know this woman. And my only interest is peaceful resolution, not dying, and sleeping in my bed tonight. So, please, let me help you. Please." He begs.

"Hey, Rick. You're gonna want to hear this."

After the one cop told Rick everything of what he just told us we gather supplies up. Rick and Daryl finally let me walk on my own. I went through several different cars. Someone ran by me. It was that cop. I ran after him. Noah told us that he was one of the good guys. If he was one of the good guys, he wouldn't be running away. He would have went along with our plan. Soon Rick was right on my tail.

"Cop car." He tells me. I slide over the hood climbing into the passenger seat as he get in with me.

"How the hell he get out?" I asked. Rick drives off.

"Don't know. Found Sasha knocked out on the ground. Tyreese is helping her while Daryl watches the others." He picks up a device.

"Stop. Stop right now. Stop. I won't ask again." The cop keeps running.

"Hold on." Rick says. Rick speeds up hitting the cop a couple yards out and slams on the brakes. The cop laid there I could hear him speaking on the outside of the car. Rick and I got out of the car as I aim my gun at him.

"Help me. You crazy, You crazy son of a bitch. I think you I think you broke my back." The cop says.

"You ran." I say.

"Didn't have to be like this. You just had to stop." Rick looks down at him.

"I couldn't. I don't know you. But I think I think I'm getting the idea." The cop spits blood on the ground. He's gonna die.

"You just had to stop." Rick repeats.

"Take me back. Take me back to the hospital. I did it for your friend." The bob guy says.

"Not after this, no. Can't go back, Bob." I've heard that before. Gareth.

"I was gonna iron it over. She's under it. And you've been out here too long. You'll die. You'll all," Rick shot him.

"Shut up." He says. We get back in the cop car and drive back. It was a quiet car ride.