The start

Tell Rick he needs to fight

We kept our backs against the wall. We came across a room that sounded full of people. Daryl whips out a knife as he signal me to stay back. He peaks into the room then grab my hand and runs past the door. He reaches over toward the barrels I walked by and grabs a pipe.

We finally get to the exit. Daryl signals me to stand back as he peaks out the door. He signals me to follow after him out the door. He gets to one of the bikes checking them out trying to see if the key fits. Fat Joey comes around the corner eating a sandwich.

"What the hell?" He asked. Daryl stands up straight. I stand there petrified. I've never felt so helpless in my life. Daryl pulls me behind him and takes the pipe from me. Fat Joey looks down at Daryl noticing the metal pipe. He held his hands above his head.

"Whoa. Whoa." Fat Joey drops his sandwich. Daryl slowly walks up to him.

"It's cool, I swear. Buddy, you can walk right out that back gate there, and I won't say anything to anybody. You can take Harley. I'm supposed to be there now, but, listen, I'm -- I'm just trying to get by, just like you. Please." Fat Joey starts to cry as Daryl comes down with the pipe on Fat Joey. He repeatedly hits Fat Joey as all the blood gushes out of his head. Daryl was still hitting him but his hat was off and now covered in blood.

"Daryl. Harley." A voice comes through. It was Jesus. I run up to Jesus hugging him.

"How?" I asked.

"Sasha told me." He says with a smile. I let go of Jesus still seeing Daryl hitting Fat Joey.

"Daryl." Jesus says more louder. Daryl stops hitting Fat Joey. He stood there staring at him. I could tell he was going to hit him again. I walk over to Daryl and hug him from the side.

"Its over." I whispered. He nods his head out of breath. Daryl looks up and notice Jesus. He throws the pipe to the side and bends down pulling the gun out of Fat Joey's pocket. Rick's gun.

"It ain't just about gettin' by here. It's about gettin' it all." Daryl looks down at Fat Joey. Jesus looked speechless as he picks up the knife from the ground.

"I got the key. Let's go." Daryl walks over to the bike and backs it up. For one thing none of us realized that Jesus was going to show up out of nowhere. I have no problem with Jesus being here. Trying to rescue us. But the fact is that we have one key for one motorcycle. That can only fit two of us. There's 3 of us.

"We are all not going to fit." I say out loud. Daryl looks at Jesus then I and back down at the motorcycle. He curses under his breath, putting the brake on and walks over to Jesus and I.

"How did you get here?" Daryl asked him.

"Hitch hiked on one of their trucks. Not too far from the hilltops."

"Walking distance?" I asked.

"Not exactly." He shakes his head.

Obviously one of us is going to have to stay here or find a different way back. I look over at Daryl who was search in Fat Joey's pockets for keys. He stands up mutter 'nothing'. He's had it rougher here than I did. He needs to get out. Negan was breaking him and he wouldn't admit it but I can see it. I look over at Jesus. Negan has no idea this guy exists. So there was no option for him to stay.

"You guys go. I'll find a different way out or something." As soon as those words left my mouth, Daryl shakes his head.

"No, Im not leaving you. I wont."

"You have to. Daryl, look at you. It's breaking you. You have to go. You have to leave. Find Rick. You're stronger together. I will get out. When I have another chance to get out I'll take it. But you need to leave." I try to say but he kept shaking his head no he walks up to me with his hands grab onto my upper arms. It shocked me for a second.

"When will you understand that I'm not leaving you behind. Where you go I go. I'm not going to lose you." His voice was raspy and coughs.

"You can't keep living the way he is treating you. I can. If you keep fighting, I'll keep fighting and I need you to fight your way out of here." I pleaded. Daryl rest his forehead against mine as his bottom lip quivers he wanted to cry. I reach up and wipe the single tear away. He looks at me. He's not going to stop. He's not going to leave without me either.

"I'll be fine. Please. Take Jesus with you. Go. Please." I kiss his lips. I pull away and look at Jesus.

"Take care of him for me. Tell Rick he needs to fight. We all need to fight." Jesus nods his head.

"I'm coming back for you. Don't think I wont." Daryl murmurs. I kiss his lips one last time and pull away.

"I know you will. I love you too." I smiled. I take a few steps away from them standing up against the door frame. Daryl starts the bike up as Jesus hops on. They look at me for a few seconds as if they were second-guessing on their decision.

"Go." I whispered. They takeoff as I watched them leave. I wipe my tears away not noticing that I was crying. I'll get out of here. I'll be strong. I have to. For my family.

------------------The Hilltops------------------

Rick and his group went to the hilltops to meet up with Maggie and Sasha. They found it with Enid there. Everyone started hugging each other as Daryl reveals himself with Jesus. Daryl walks up to Rick and hugs him tightly. A few tears roll down Daryl's face. He pulls away wiping the tears so no one else could tell.

"They still have Harley." Daryl says.

"We'll get her. We will. All of us. We're gonna fight." Rick says as Daryl hands Rick his gun. Everyone smiles and nods their heads as they walk up to the big house. There wasn't an exact plan but they knew they had to fight. They knew they had to kill Negan and get Harley and Eugene back. Negan had something in mind for Harley when he got back. Something unexpected. Something horrifying.