The group had been ambushed, taken by surprise during what was supposed to be a routine supply run. Rick, Daryl, Maggie, Glenn, Carol, and you were all bound and thrown into a dark, damp room. The air was thick with tension and fear, but Rick's eyes never left you, his mind racing with plans to get everyone out safely.

Hours turned into days, and the captors showed no signs of letting up. They were a ruthless group, using every tactic to break your spirits. But it wasn't until they dragged you out of the room, using you as a bargaining tool, that Rick's resolve hardened into steel

"Let her go!" Rick's voice was a low growl, his eyes blazing with fury. The leader of the captors smirked, clearly enjoying the power he held over the group.

"Not until we get what we want," he sneered, tightening his grip on you. You winced, but met Rick's gaze, silently urging him to stay strong.

Daryl, Maggie, Glenn, and Carol watched helplessly, their hearts aching at the sight of you in danger. They knew Rick would do anything to protect you, but they also knew they had to be smart about their next move.

Rick took a deep breath, forcing himself to stay calm. "What do you want?" he asked, his voice steady despite the turmoil inside him.

The leader's eyes gleamed with malice. "Supplies. Weapons. And safe passage out of here."

Rick nodded slowly, his mind working overtime. "Fine. But you let her go first."

The leader laughed, shaking his head. "Nice try, but she stays with us until we get what we want."

Rick's jaw clenched, but he knew he had no choice. He had to play along, at least for now. "Alright. We'll get you what you need."

As the group was led away to gather the demanded supplies, Rick's mind was already formulating a plan. He exchanged a quick glance with Daryl, who gave a barely perceptible nod. They would find a way to turn the tables.

Back in the room, you tried to stay strong, drawing strength from the knowledge that Rick and the others were out there, fighting for you. You knew they wouldn't give up