The start

To protect you

For the rest of the night Jay went back to the house to catch up on sleep but I stayed up at the tower with Sasha. We would take turns taking out the walkers that got to close. It was quiet. We didn't speak to each other but could feel the others pain.

"I'll be right back." Sasha says as she out of the tower. I hold the sniper close to me. Shooting a walker here and there I didn't realize daylight finally appeared. Sasha wasn't back yet. Abraham came into the tower groaning as he sat down in the chair next to me.

"Rough night?" I asked as I shot a Walker.

"Not so bad. Where is Sasha at?" He loads his sniper rifle.

"She left earlier in the night. Don't know where she ran off to but she said she was coming back." I said.

"Can you let Rosita know. I'll take over your watch. Get some rest too while your at it." Abraham rest his sniper in the window ceil as I pick up mine.

"Thanks Abe."

"See you around short stuff." He calls back. I walk out of the tower toward the armory. I turned in my guns and see Rosita walking down the street with Michonne.

"Hey, Abraham wanted me to let you guys know Sasha left during the night. She didn't tell me where she was going other than she would be back." I tell them.

"Thanks Harley." Michonne and Rosita head to the armory.

I walk past Jessie's house and see Rick talking the her. Walks away then heads back. Is he confronting her? I walk up to the house and through the door.

"Harley?" Jessie asked.

"Yeah, its me." I look over at Rick. He nods his head as I stood there.

"You know Sam asked for a gun? To protect you." Jessie looks at me with teary eyes as I nod my head.

"You shouldn't be here." She says.

"Jessie, in here, you can't see it, but it's the same. It's the same as out there. We have food and roofs over our heads, but you don't get to just live.
You don't get to put it off or wish it away, Jessie. If you don't fight, you die. And and I don't want you to die. I can-- I can help you. I can keep you and your boys safe. I can. All you have to do is say yes." Rick says.

"Would you do this for someone else? Would you do this for anyone?" She asked him. That is a good question.

"No. No." He repeats.

"Yes." She says. Finally we can help her.

"Rick. Harley. What are you doing here?" Pete walks through the kitchen toward us.

"Pete." Jessie's voice shakes.

"What are you doing here?" Pete walks closer to us. My hand rest on my back pocket where my throwing knives are.

"Listen to me." Jessie says slowly.

"I'm gonna have to ask you to leave, Rick." Pete grins dangerously.

"No." Jessie says.

"Excuse me?" Pete looks at Jessie.

"You need to leave." She says. There you go girl.

"What are you talking about?" Pete asked confused.

"She asked you to leave." I tell him with force.

"Just go, Pete." Jessie says.

"What have you been saying to each other? Huh? What have you been doing?!" Pete yells at Jessie.

"Pete, you and me are gonna leave now." Rick steps forward.

"You come into my house," Rick cuts Pete off.

"Pete, you and me are leaving."

"Door is this way." I point at the door.

"You're leaving right now. You think you're the law? You actually think you have a say in anything here?" Pete walks up to Rick.

"Step back." Rick warns him. I go to push Pete back but he shoves me to the ground. Rick's face turns red with anger.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" Pete says as he shoves Rick up against the wall.

"Someone who's trying not to kill you." Pete swings at Rick.

"No!" Jessie yells. I rush over to her and grab her arm. I don't want her getting into this. Its going to get very bloody.

"You wanna stop now!" Rick yells.

"Come into my house?!" Pete spits blood. The two men fight back-and-forth shoving each other into items breaking things until they get thrown out of the window. Jessie keeps yelling and telling them to stop but they're not going to. Jessie pulls away from and runs up to the guys now fighting in the road. She tries to stop it but Pete hits her.

"Dad, get off!" Carl tries to break the fight up.

"Carl don't!" I run after him but Rick pushes him away.

"Stop it! Stop it right now." Deanna runs up.

"You touch them again and I'll kill you." Rick tells Pete.

"Damn it, Rick! I said stop." Deanna yells.

"Or what? You gonna kick me out?" Rick pulls out his gun aiming it at everyone.

"Put that gun down, Rick." Deanna warns him.

"You still don't get it. None of you do! We know what needs to be done and we do it. We're the ones who live. You, you just sit and plan and hesitate. You pretend like you know when you don't. You wish things weren't what they are. Well, you want to live? You want this place to stay standing? Your way of doing things is done. Things don't get better because you-- you want them to. Starting right now, we have to live in the real world.
We have to control who lives here." Rick says pointing the gun everywhere.

"That's never been more clear to me than it is right now." Deanna says calmly.

"Me? Me? You-- You mean-- you mean me? Your way is gonna destroy this place. It's gonna get people killed.
It's already gotten people killed.
And I'm not gonna stand by and just let it happen. If you don't fight, you die. I'm not gonna stand by and -- " Michonne walks up and knocks Rick out. She picks up his gun and looks at all of us. Well shit.