All Out War

Chapter 11

The sound of Gracie cooing grabbed all of our attentions. Aaron had gotten out of the car and was now making his way to us. Maggie went up to him and embraced him.

"She was there at the outpost we went to. Rick thought she'd be safe here. Her name is Gracie," Aaron said.

"Enid," I said when I saw her jogging toward us.

I hugged her.

"You okay?" I asked.

"Yeah. You?" she asked.

"I'm still kicking," I said.

"Hey, Amelia. You heading back home?" Tara came up and asked.

"Yeah. I told Daryl I'd be there. Aaron, stay here. Its better this way," I said.

I then pulled him to the side and looked directly at him.

"You are not alone. You have me and everyone else here and back home. Okay. I know what you're going through. Just keep that in mind. Take care of little Gracie," I told him.

He nodded. I then went back to Maggie.

"Maggie, will you be okay with all this on your own?" I asked.

"Yeah. You go home and wait for news about Rick. Can't be easy knowing he went to talk to those Scavengers," she said.

"Didn't like the idea but we'll see what happens. Take care. Jesus, you're responsible for them. If anything happens to any of us," I said.

"I won't let anything happen," he said.

I went up and hugged him.

"Let me just make a quick stop before we go. Tara, will you give me a minute?" I asked.

"Sure. I'll be out front," she said.

I nodded and made my way to the far left of the place. I wasn't sure when I'd get the chance to visit them again. Might as well take the time to do so. I knelt down next to the graves. Abraham and Glenn were two reasons why we were doing this.

"Maggie will have your baby, Glenn. I swear it. And we will protect the both of them. I promise. And Abe, we're fighting like you did. We ain't taking any more shit from them. I miss the both of you...so much," I said.

I ran a hand down my face and stood back up. I cleared my throat and headed back to the group. I hugged Maggie, Enid and Aaron before I went to join Tara.

"Did Morgan go home already?" I asked her opening up the passenger door to the truck we'd be taking.

"About that," she said.

We took our seats in the truck at the same time.

"What happened?" I asked.

She started the engine and we took off.

"He just left," she said.

"What do you mean he just left? Do you know where?" I asked.

"No. He and Jesus had an argument in the woods. Some of the Saviors had tried to make a run for it. Morgan went to try and stop them. He killed one of them. We took the rest back and when I went back to check on them, Morgan had his stick aimed at Jesus' neck. He said that he couldn't be a part of it. And then...he just left," she replied.

"Shit," I said.

"We should have killed them. All of them," she said.

"Jesus make the call not to?" I asked.

"Yeah. I don't know why," she said.

"He had his reasons, I guess," I said.

"How'd things go over there?" she asked.