months ago, though it seemed like years, you had been locked up in a cell at the sanctuary, you had been taken from your group, they all thought you had been killed but no, After months and months of endless pain and torture from Negan and the saviours, you had finally escaped the sanctuary in the dead of night

bullets licked your feet and skimmed your arms as you dash out the gate to freedom, the shouts of the saviours and gunshots rung through the crisp night air, time seemed to slow in that second, adrenaline pumped through your veins a you make a sprint for the forest, the sticks and rocks burnt against your bare feet as you race through the forest, constantly looking behind you to make sure they weren't following

what felt like minutes turned out to be hours you were finally standing Infront of the talk metal gate that is Alexandria, Eugene, Who was in guard, started down in shock, no one expected you to be back

“Rick!!”

he shouts out with urgency, a few seconds later, rick and Daryl are seen rounding the corner, sprinting top speed towards the commotion