Don't Let Me Down - The Chainsmokers ft Daya
"We'll take the field by nightfall." Rick had the final word about claiming the prison as their own, planning on when to clear it from walkers.
They planned to take the fenced off field by tonight, then take the prison the next day.
The group waited until it was early afternoon, preparing themselves for every eventuality possible, before deciding to just go in head first and hope for the best. No one bothered to object to the plan, as it was seemingly flawless, however Cecilia wished she was given a roll to go out and fight like Daryl was, instead she was given a job that meant she could only watch them struggle.
Rick gave the signal for people to go, everyone immediately getting straight to action, a look of determination burning in their eyes. T-Dog and Carol went to open the front entrance, Glenn and Maggie covering them as Rick and Daryl drove in and stabbed down the walkers, T-Dog and Carol closing the entrance and joining in on the killing spree, whilst Hershel, Beth, Lori, Carl and Cecilia squeezed into the other car cars (Cecilia driving as best as she could).
The onlookers sat on the edge of their seats, watching all of the near misses and close calls happen to the people they were close to, Cecilia not removing her eyes from Daryl the entire time. Although he was an "alright looking guy" to her, she was only watching him so intently because she cared for the man, and she wasn't afraid to admit that.
After a few more minutes of blood and gore, the courtyard had no more walkers in it, thanks to the brave individuals who went out and fought for it.
Once they had been given the all clear by Rick, the ones in the car scrambled out, Hershel and Beth running to Glenn and Maggie, Lori and Carl hugging Rick, T-Dog picking up Carol and spinning her around, Cecilia approaching Daryl, smirking and standing before one another.
"You good?" She scanned his body for any exposed injuries, appearing fine.
"Never better." He grinned, Cecilia mirroring his expression.
"Let's set up camp." Rick announced after a few minutes, everyone grabbing their tents from the car, placing everything close to the centre of the courtyard.
It took a couple of hours for everyone to settle in; they were setting up the tents, creating a fire, checking up on any stock they had, bandaging up wounds, counting weapons, reloading ammo, making food, and beginning to make a plan for tomorrow.
The more they planned, the more they itched to get in. All this talk of food, a secure home, a safe birthplace for Lori, medicine and maybe even loaded armoury just made them prepare more mentally.
They wanted this.
The next morning couldn't arrive quick enough, and now Rick, Daryl, T-Dog, Glenn, and Maggie battled walkers beyond the fence gates in an attempt to clear the prison and get inside. Cecilia could only watch them helplessly, promising to stay in the courtyard where she'd look after the rest of the group. Daryl looked over at her when he got the opportunity to, easing her conscience by letting her know he was alright, also easing his own conscience by seeing that she was also okay. They encounter walkers in riot gear, which was proven to be a struggle, as they wear protected by clothing and helmets. They all knew what had to be done. They would have to get close enough to remove the masks, before stabbing them. This put them more at risk, and everyone knew that, the ones in the courtyard standing with bated breath.
Success.
These badasses know how to do it.
Rick opened the gate of the courtyard to let everyone in, him and Daryl running off to a guard tower, soon returning with a ring of keys, the group following him to the closest cell block, unlocking it and entering.
