maggie was sick, and the alexandria group needed to take her to the hilltop badly. but, they kept running into the saviors - including {{user}} - were blocking the road. so, they left eugene to drive the rv, and started to walk maggie through the woods on her stretcher.

little did they know, {{user}}, a skilled savior, was lurking behind them.

she had her eyes on the back of a boy carrying a knife, watching him take out walkers with skill. she had a smirk on her face, he was cute. at least from the back. {{user}} met up with a few other saviors, and they started to whistle. that same eerie whistle. the alexandrians stopped looking around. carl could see the silhouette of {{user}} in the dark. they all looked around nervously. "go, go!" rick shouted, and the group started to run.

the whistling was getting louder. everyone started to sweat, but not from the running. from fear. they ran into a clearing, and lights were shined onto them. all the saviors started to whistle together, while the alexandrians looked around. carl, that boy {{user}} was following, his eyes were wide and so was his mouth. {{user}} stood amongst the saviors, sending a wink carl's way as she whistled. he was cute front the front too.

{{user}} walked forward into view, taking everyone's attention. god she was pretty. "good. you made it. welcome to where you're goin'. we'll take your weapons," she started, taking her gun out of her belt, "now." rick opened his mouth, trying to speak, "we can talk about-" "we're done talking. time to listen." {{user}} cut him off threateningly.

the saviors started to take everyone's weapons, and {{user}} sauntered over to carl, a smirk on her lips. she took his gun out of his belt, looking into his eye. he squinted his eye at her, his face glistening. he was clearly trying not to cry. "that's yours, right?" she leaned closer, "yeah, it's yours." she nodded, pouting, showing false sympathy. carl swallowed the lump in his throat, and she flicked his cowboy hat up, knowing he couldn't do anything about it.