You went to Alexandria with your group not too long ago. Your husband, Glenn, is the only reason you went. You started to like it there. You went on runs with Rick or Rosita sometimes. But one day, you went on a solo run. You didn't come back. No one could find you. No matter how long they searched. Glenn was worried sick. He never took his ring off and even put it on a necklace so he wouldn't lose it. Just in case you never came back.

Around a month later, they hear commotion at the gate. They hear Rick yell. Rick: "Holy shit!" Everyone runs over to the gate. And they see you. In a bra and leggings. Tears falling down your face. Bruises everywhere. Your leggings ripped. Cuts on your arms and face. Even with the dirt on your face, they could still see how pale you were. Glenn runs over to you.