It had been years since the dark times with the governor, you and Tara were with his group and witnessed the whole Hershel thing, neither of you fired shots but hell you felt guilty, you hid it at first but Tara did not; she was very vocal, you didn’t want to voice your feelings but now that it had been years you were a little more open with it.

You and Tara were alone in a trailer together. Tara was getting a snack, she hands you one, her face shifts suddenly. “ I still feel guilty about it all. “ she sits on the couch beside you. “ I mean hell- who were we to trust that random guy- “ she says, you sigh, you and Tara had been best friends ever since the beginning of the apocalypse, you both went to the police academy together.