Stronger than before...

It's really you.

"Nervous?" Paul asked me as he drove the car to the hilltop.

"Terrified" I replied honestly "I haven't seen anyone since... A year ago"

Damn... it had only already been a year. It's felt like an eternity.

"Don't stress" Paul said as he made a left turn.

It had only been an hour since Paul, Claudia, Aj and I had left Lowes. Negans other two ex wives decided to stay behind, they said they were going to go after their friend in New York.

I was terrified of reuniting with everyone, it had been a year. So much had changed.

I looked so different now. My hair was so much longer, I didn't bother keeping it up. I haven't had a reason to since I'd been locked up for the past three months.

I was physically taller, around five sevenish. My face looked entirely different from Negan and the saviors.

Not only that but I wasn't a little girl anymore, I had grown up so much since the prison.

I was just terrified that they wouldn't want me, Like the way Lily didn't want me.

"We're here" Paul said as he pulled down a long road that was leading to the hill top gait "No one knew I was going to get you guys so you'll have to excuse that there's no welcome party"

"It's fine" I said as my hands started shaking.

Memories flashed back from the last time I was here, I was with Tyler, Theresa and Pierce.

"Maggie, Glenn, Sasha and Daryl are all probably in my trailer" Paul said as he parked the car.

"You all share one trailer?" I asked surprised.

"Well, Glenn and Maggie get the bedroom, Daryl gets the couch and Sasha and I usually go get separate rooms in the museum" Paul said as he started getting out of the car.

I got out of the car too and followed Paul to the trailers.

Claudia made her way to the museum, it seems like she's been here before.

I couldn't be more nervous and happy. I had wanted this for so long.

But at the same time I didn't want to be here. Every moment I was here was a moment I was putting everyone in danger. Negan said it himself, if you help me half of your camp will die.

I also had a bad feeling someone would rat me out, maybe Gregory or Sasha.

We were about to make our way into the trailer when we saw Daryl sitting on a picnic table cutting a piece of wood with his pocket knife.

He didn't notice us, he seemed be concentrating really hard.

"I'll tell them" Paul said motioning me to go over to Daryl.

I nodded at Paul and then slowly walked over to Daryl.

He looked better than he did in the compound, healthier, cleaner, and stronger.

I was so nervous, I didn't know what to say. All this was happening so fast.

"Are you carving a knife with your pocket knife?" I asked trying to make a joke.

His head shot up and he looked at me in disbelief. He quickly set his knife and wood down on the table and ran up to me and hugged me.

"Clementine?!" He asked surprised as he hugged me "You made it out... your alive..."

It was almost like he was trying to convince himself.

This hug was different from our hug in the compound. It was better, we were both free and not prisoners.