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I was looking over the list that Daryl left me here at the Sanctuary. I come here pretty often because I have gotten to know the place and the people, with the exception of some of the people that used to be workers. I was left in charge while he and the others were out on a run. My dad asked me to come along as well, but I chose to stay here and look after things. They were not doing too well. This place used to be a factory, not good for farming. They were running out of things left and right and having to get food and stuff from other groups. Something Maggie wasn't too thrilled about. She's still pretty mad over my dad keeping Negan alive, so is Daryl. My dad says they will come around eventually, but I doubt it. It's already been a year and a half since everything went down. How much longer do they need? Things have been okay, though, for the most part. Everyone has come together to get things back to the way that they should have been. Alexandria, Hilltop, Kingdom, Oceanside and Sanctuary are all working together. Along with Georgie's group. Back home at Alexandria is really nice. We had to move out of our house, though, and into another one. Nothing wrong with that. It's nice to have a change once in a while. So, things were going pretty well. The only thing that wasn't was my depression.

It had gotten worse over time. We hardly ever see each other anymore. I'm around my dad, Michonne and Judith everyday, which is great but…I really miss Carol, Maggie and especially Daryl. Things are so different. People are different, especially Maggie and Daryl. It really depresses me. I have been going out a lot on runs, I'm trying to avoid everyone. I know that doesn't make sense considering what I just said, but it just hurts seeing people because it makes me think of how things used to be and I miss that. I also have been drinking a lot. Only at night, though, so it doesn't affect anything or anyone. I keep the bottles hidden in my closet. I can't tell anyone about this, especially my dad. He's been happy lately and I don't want to ruin that.

My other thing is that I, of course, miss my little brother. I know it's been a while but he's been with me my whole life, it's going to take more than a couple years to just get over losing him.

My last and final thing that's causing my depression is the fact that I am lonely. I'm twenty-one years old now and I still haven't been with anyone. I want to be in a relationship so bad. So many of the others have gotten together. Why haven't I found someone yet? It hurts to even see that, especially my dad and Michonne because I'm around them so much. I mean…I'm happy for them, don't get me wrong. It's just…I want that so bad but I feel like it's never going to happen for me.

"Abby." I heard someone say bringing me back to reality.

"Yeah?" I turned to Laura. She had a concerned look on her face. "What is it?"

She hesitated. "…we're really low on crops. Actually, we're really low on everything."

I nodded. "Yeah, I know."

"Can you talk to your dad? Or Maggie? We've tried to tell Daryl but he seems to just shrug it off."

I sighed. "I'll try. But I'm not making any promises." She nodded. I looked around her at the dead walkers piled on the ground and sighed again. "What is this? I thought I told someone to take care of this?"

"It was Justin's turn." Laura stated.

I suddenly became angry and stomped inside. I looked around and spotted Justin sitting at a little desk reading a book. I huffed angrily and made my way over to him. "Justin." I said. He didn't look up. "Did you take those bodies out and burn them like I asked you?"

"Yeah. Some." Was all he replied.

"Really? Because I was just out there and looks like they weren't touched." I crossed my arms in front of me.

He finally closed his book and looked at me. "Well, why the fuck would you ask if you already knew the answer?"

I was biting my tongue. "Just get back out there and do your job."

"You think I'm gonna take orders from you?" He stood up. "Who the hell are you? Where's Daryl?"

"Daryl is on a run and he left me in charge, so you better do as I say." I stood my ground even though he was probably over a foot taller than me.

"You think that makes a diff—

"Leave 'er alone." A voice said. I turned, it was Zane.

"Stay outta this, Zane." Justin said.

"Don't you know who she is?" Zane said. "That's Abigail Grimes. Her dad ended the war."

"Yeah? So what?"

"So, listen to the woman and do your job. You remember what Rick said. Anyone who can't live with that will pay. And you will pay."

Justin let out a small laugh. Then, he pointed at me. "Wait a minute, I remember you. You were here! You killed, what's her name? Rachel! Yeah, you stabbed her to death." He laughed. "That's what I'm going to start calling you, Stab-a-gal." He laughed some more. I gritted my teeth in anger.

"Justin, leave 'er alone and get back to work." Zane said again. "It's not funny. The girl must have deserved it."

"Yeah, I bet." Justin said but then he went outside to start taking care of the bodies.

"Thank you." I said to Zane.

"No. Thank you." He said then walked away.

I half smiled at the ground. I was feeling a little good inside. Then, I realized that some of the others had stopped to watch what was going on. I became serious again. "Everyone get back to work." To my surprise, they listened. I had to admit, it felt pretty cool being in charge for once. They're probably only listening to me because of Rick Grimes being my father. I laughed it off. Well, at least I'm known for something.

"Hey, everything okay?" Arat asked me.

"Yeah." I breathed. "It's all good." She was giving me a look like she didn't believe me. I sighed again. "It's always a damn guy. I never have any problems with the women but there's alway some asshole dude that has push his chest out."

She laughed. "It's just the way it is."

"Yeah, I know. Sometimes, I think we'd be better off without them."

"You're tellin' me." She rolled her eyes and then we both laughed.

All of a sudden, I heard a commotion between a small group of people. "What's this now?" I said out loud. I began making my way over.

"I've been looking for her everywhere." I heard a woman say as I got closer. She seemed upset.

"What's going on?" I asked.

They stopped and looked at me for a moment. There was three women and one man. "I can't find my daughter." The woman from earlier said.

"Your daughter?" I questioned. "What do you mean? When was the last time you saw her?"

"This morning." The woman stated. "I sent her out to help with the crops and I haven't seen her since."

I looked around for a clock. It was just passed two. "Don't worry. We'll find her." I put my hand on her shoulder. "What's she look like and what's her name?"

"Her name's Brittany. She has long, dark, blonde hair and she's about your height maybe a little shorter. She's fifteen."

"Okay." I nodded. "Arat."

"I'm on it." Arat said. She and laura took off to look for Brittany. I had other things to tend to.

As I was making my rounds, I stopped in the kitchen to see how stocked we were. That's usually where we have been keeping all the food, crops and everything. I looked around, it seemed all right. I mean…not grade A stuff but it was something. But…there was less of it than last time. Out of all the communities, The Hilltop was definitely doing the best. It had the perfect land for farming. Plus, Maggie grew up on a farm so she knew a thing or two. Speaking of Maggie, she really stepped up as the leader of Hilltop. They had an election not long ago, it was against Maggie and Gregory and the people chose Maggie. She makes a way better leader than him. So, with her skills, the land and the helping hands, they were thriving. The Sanctuary, on the other hand, was doing the worst. It seems like we get less and less every time.

I suddenly spotted a jar of pickles. It had been a long time since I had a good pickle. I guiltily took one and bit it. I almost drooled. Man, that shit was good. I hurriedly finished my pickle and got back to work.

After finishing my rounds, I realized that I had been on my feet all day and never got a chance to sit down. No wonder why Daryl doesn't like leading these people. It's too much work. I giggled. I need a bathroom break.

I liked using the bathrooms on the far West side of the building because hardly anyone went over there. As I was in my stall, I thought I heard a noise in one of the other stalls, but I waited and didn't hear it again so I just shrugged it off.

After I was done with my business, I heard another noise. Okay, that's really weird. I started looking in all the stalls going down the line. The handicapped stall was the last one, it was locked when I checked it. I suddenly heard a sniffle. "Is someone in here?" I asked.

"Yeah." A girl said.

"Oh my bad. Sorry." I was about to leave when I had a thought and stopped dead in my tracks. "Wait, is your name Brittany?"

"Yes." She said quietly.

I sighed in relief. "Well, there's people looking for you." She didn't say anything. "You wanna open the door?" I heard some noises on the other side and she eventually opened the door. "Hey, you okay?"

"Yeah." She shrugged. She seemed unsure, though. That's not a question you should be unsure about. I wasn't convinced. Maybe I can get it out of her while walking back.

"Come on, come with me." I put my hand on her back and we walked out of the bathroom together.

"Why were you hiding in there?" I asked her once we were down the hall.

She didn't answer right away. "…I didn't want to help with the crops."

"Okay. Well…why?" I let out a small laugh.

She was even more hesitant than before. "…there was this guy in my group…he…"

I stopped dead in my tracks. "What? What did he do to you?" I looked at her in the eyes. She had her head down. "Brittany, please! If someone did something wrong, they need to be punished for it. Now, what did he do?"

"He…he tried to…rape me." Her lip quivered.

I nodded. "It's okay." I hugged her. "It's okay. He'll be taken care of." I let her go. "Now, I just need you to tell me his name."

She looked up at me with tears in her eyes.

I rushed Brittany back to her family. Her dad ran over to her as soon as we walked into the room. I walked right passed them. "Are you okay?" Her mom asked her.

"She's fine." I said walking passed her as well.

"You found her?" Arat said.

"Yeah. Where's Zane?" I said quickly. I spotted him before she could answer me. I walked right over to him. He was talking to a few guys and they were laughing about something. "Get outside." I said to Zane.

"What? What's going on?"

"I said, get the fuck outside!" I grabbed his arm and pulled as hard as I could forcing him to stand up.

"Okay okay." His eyes were wide. I followed behind him as we went outside. I closed the door behind us. "Abby, what's going on?"

"You know a little girl named Brittany? Because she just told me something that I hope isn't true."

His face fell, I could tell he knew exactly what I was talking about, which made me all the more angry. "Look, it was a long time ago, okay? I know it was wrong, but I'm different now. I've changed. I promise."

"You've changed?" I said slowly. "You're different?" I almost laughed but there's nothing funny about this situation. "That does not change the fact that you did what you did. If I let you go, how do I know you just won't do it again?"

He hesitated. "…I-I won't."

I put my hands down at my sides and looked up at the sky then back down at him. "You disgust me." I shook my head. "The fact that you hesitated just now, the fact that you had to think about it…you're a disgusting worthless piece of trash."

He just stared at me. I raised my gun and his eyes widened. "No, please." I shot him in the head before he said anything else. Some of the others came running outside because they obviously heard the gunshot.

"Abby, what's going on?" Laura asked.

"Someone get to burying this." I said and started to walk back inside. Someone stopped me, though, by grabbing my arm. I pulled it off them.

"Whoa, wait!" Jim said. "You don't just kill one of us and not give an explanation for it."

I got close to his face. "He's a rapist." I said. "He was a rapist!" I said louder so everyone else could hear. "Tried to rape a little girl." No one said anything after that. "Listen, I'm glad all of you are alive. I wanted you to be. I told everyone. I'm glad my dad and the rest of my people didn't kill you after you surrendered…but people like him don't deserve this. He made me look bad. No one else better make me look bad." Everyone was silent. "Someone bury him." I walked back inside.

I stayed in the same place until Daryl got back. My dad and Michonne came here as well.

"Rick Grimes is here!" I heard Mel say.

"That's the man that ended the war." I heard another voice say. Part of me wanted to laugh. I saw them walking in. "Is Negan suffering? I hope he damn well is." Potter said.

"Hello." Eugene greeted them. He started talking to Daryl. "All was well in your absence, other than a certain cabal of Saviors slingin' me some serious stink-eye, but I've compiled a list of items that need your semi-immediate attention."

"Not now, man." It looked like Daryl was making his way over to me.

"I checked out the supplies." Laura said to him. "It's a pretty good haul. You should let everybody know."

"I ain't gettin' up on a stage and givin' a damn speech like him." Daryl said roughly. Laura gave him a questioning look. "It's bad timin'. We just lost someone out there."

My eyes widened a little. Everyone seemed to go about their business. "Who?" I said to Daryl.

"It was Ken."

I looked down. He was from Hilltop, and a little younger than me. "I'm sorry he's gone."

Daryl nodded. "Everythang go alright here?"

I looked back up and swallowed hard. How do I say this? "Actually, not really."

"Daryl." Michonne cut me off and called Daryl over. I followed. "Does this happen often?" Someone wrote, We're Still Negan. Saviors Save Us, on the wall. When did that happen?

"More and more since the crops been dyin'." Daryl said.

"That must have just happened because I didn't see that before." I said. Daryl glanced at me.

"Eugene, Jerry! You know who did that?"

"Don't know, man." Jerry replied.

"That would be a negative." Said Eugene.

"Justin. Clean that up." Daryl told him.

"How?" Justin said smartly.

"What do you mean, "how"? Paint over it."

"We just used up all the paint."

"Figure it out."

Justin got up and walked away. I could tell he was annoyed.

"You see our crops, Rick?" Laura said.

"I did." My dad replied.

"The spring storms will be here in a few weeks, help us out, but we need a boost in the meantime."

"And you'll have it." My dad said. "We came back with farming tools, heirloom seeds. We're looking to the past to help us with the present. We're all gonna pitch in and make sure that Sanctuary has what it needs so you all can get back on your feet."

"Bless you, Rick Grimes." Potter said and held his hand out. He and my dad shook hands. "Thank you." That made me smile. People broke out in applause.

"Abby, found a missing girl today." Laura said to my dad and the others. "And took care of a rapist."

"A rapist? Who?" Daryl was the first to ask. He seemed alarmed.

"It was Zane." I stated.

"Zane? Are you sure?"

"Yeah." I looked around at everyone looking at me. "Look, I'm just as surprised as you are. But he did. Brittany told me what he did."

"Brittany?" My dad questioned.

"The missing girl. That's why she was hiding." I looked at Daryl. "I'm sorry. I should have waited until you got back, but—

"Don't apologize. Ya did the right thang." Daryl put his hand on my shoulder for a second.

"Yeah, that's right." Justin said walking by. "Stab-a-gal strikes again."

"What was that about?" My dad asked me.

I shook my head. "It's nothing."

He sighed. "Are you alright, though?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." I nodded. The truth was, I really needed a drink. "So, when are we heading home?"

"Well, I figured we'd spend the night here." My dad said. "Then, go to Hilltop in the morning."

"Sure." I nodded. "I'm gonna get to bed then. I haven't sat down all day." I let out a small laugh.

"Alright, goodnight then." My dad said. I gave him a kiss then I headed off to my room here while he went to talk with Daryl.

I realized I forgot something so I went back out there. I could hear my dad and Daryl out on the balcony and I caught the end of their conversation.

"Well, it's on us to figure out how to make it work." My dad said.

"Man, there ain't no "us" no more." Daryl said. "Everyone's everywhere. That small group we had back in the beginning, we could do anythang. That was right. That's what I know."

I became saddened. Daryl's right. That's what I was talking about. I thought about the group we had back in Atlanta and it made me even more sad. Sometimes, I wish we never would have left and came here. None of this ever would have happened. Plus, we would still have so many people. Glenn, Abraham, Sasha, Tyreese.

"Well, you wanna come home to Alexandria, then?" My dad continued his conversation with Daryl.

"No. I'll go back to Hilltop, check on Maggie and the baby."

My mouth dropped open. He's picking Maggie over my dad? Then, I remembered why he doesn't want to come home. Negan. "Man, this sucks." I said out loud. I went back to my room.

I practically collapsed onto the bed when I entered my room. What a day. I sighed heavily. I thought about jerky Justin, how he acted and calling me "Stab-a-gal." Something is going to have to be done with him. Then, I thought about Brittany, that poor girl. That must have been traumatizing for her. She's only fifteen. Thinking about her made me think of Zane. I can't believe he did that. He seemed like such a nice guy. Maybe he really did change? Did I do the right thing today? I had to stop myself because if I go there, I'll never get over myself. Lastly, I thought about what Daryl said to my dad. It makes me so sad. I miss the way things were. I sighed again. "I need a drink." I slowly got up and made my way over to the kitchen area. I had a bottle of vodka in the cabinet. I grabbed a glass, filled it with ice then poured in some vodka, then I filled the rest of it with cranberry juice. I took a sip. "Mm." I said. This used to be my go-to drink back in the day. I drank that down in seconds. It was just so good. I was about to make another one, but I stared at the bottle of vodka. I took a sip. I shrugged. I started just drinking right out of the bottle. What the hell, you know?

I decided to take my bottle outside. It's such a nice night, perfect for drinking. I sat against a tree looking up at the stars. "So pretty." I was pretty drunk by now. I looked at the bottle. It was almost gone. "Damn." I laughed. "Might as well finish it." I tipped it back and downed it. I couldn't really taste it anymore anyway. "Ah." I said then I threw the bottle against a tree smashing it to pieces. I probably shouldn't stay out here too long. I should get back to my room.

I stumbled a little when I stood up. "Whoa." I laughed. I made my way over to the porch, but I tripped going up the stairs. "Oh shit." I laughed and just stayed there. "Guess I'm gonna sleep here for the night."

I must have fallen asleep, I don't know how long but I woke up to someone shaking me. "Abby? Abby, wake up." It was Daryl.

"Huh?"

"Abby, what are you doin' out here?"

I suddenly felt a pain and realized I had to pee. "Oh, I gotta go to the bathroom." I quickly stood up

"Yeah, go to the bathroom." Said Daryl.

I practically ran in there. My bladder was filled, I drank that whole bottle of vodka, didn't I? Shit.

I stood up after doing my business, and I instantly felt sick to my stomach. "Oh man." I turned and puked into the toilet. It was a lot of puke, too. At least I felt better, though.

When I walked out of the bathroom, Daryl was standing there.

"Ya alright?" He asked me.

"Uh…yeah." I said. I felt a little embarrassed.

"Was you drinkin'?"

I nodded. Then, put my head down. We were quiet for a minute.

"Well, come on. Get to bed. You'll feel better after you sleep."

"Yeah." Daryl walked with me to my room. "Thanks, Daryl. And I'm sorry."

"It's okay. Just don't do that often."

I nodded. He was about to leave but I stopped him by saying, "you were right about what you said." He gave me a questioning look. "I heard you talking to my dad. Everyone is everywhere. We never see each other anymore. And we could do anything when it was just us." He gave me a look in agreement and we were both quiet for a minute. "I wish we never left Atlanta."

Daryl nodded. "Yeah, me too."

We arrived at Hilltop late the next morning. My head was killing me. What made it worse was that we took horses. I rode with my dad. Probably one of the worst things to do when hungover is ride a fucking horse.

When we arrived, we were met by Maggie. She had a black eye. She filled us in on what happened. Apparently, Gregory got some guy to attack Maggie. Enid tried to help and she got hurt, too. Now, Maggie plans on killing Gregory. I don't know how I feel about the whole thing.

My dad and I were on Maggie's balcony with her and Hershel Jr. He looks just like Glenn. It made me happy.

"He's a little stinker." Maggie said.

"He's just perfect." My dad said. "He really is." He kissed his little forehead.

"Yeah." Maggie said. "I think I'll keep him."

"My turn." I held my hands out for him, my dad handed him to me. "Hi, little guy." I smiled. "How sweet are you?" I pinched his little cheek. Maggie smiled.

"You can take him in if you want?"

"Sure." I said and walked inside with him. I sat on the floor and played with him for a long time. It was so nice seeing Glenn's son. This baby honestly feels like my nephew, since Glenn was like a big brother to me.

Suddenly, Maggie walked in the room. "It's time."

My smile faded and things became serious again. She put Hershel to bed then the rest of us went outside.

Everyone was gathered outside in the dark. Gregory was up high on a piece of wood with a noose around his neck. I swallowed hard.

"I don't want to do this." Maggie said. "But people need to understand that at Hilltop, the punishment fits the crime." She turned to Gregory. "Do you have any final words?"

Gregory began whimpering. "What you're doing isn't right. Somebody stop this, please. Killing me in the dead of night because you're ashamed."

"You're wrong." Maggie said. "I'm not ashamed." She nodded at Daryl. He went to move the board out from his feet.

"Stop this! Please! Now, for the love of God, stop it!" Gregory cried.

"Maggie, stop!" Michonne yelled. "Wait!" I saw what she was looking at. Two children had snuck out of bed and were outside watching. But it was too late. Gregory was already hanging. I grimaced.

"Get the children back in bed." Maggie commanded. Two women rushed them back inside. "I made this decision. But this is not the beginning of something. I don't want to go through it again." I watched Gregory's body swing back and forth. "Cut him down."

We finally arrived home at Alexandria the next day. It's been a whole week since I have been here.

"Abby!" Judith ran to me as soon as I opened the door. "Hey, kid." I picked her up and hugged her. Alice, the babysitter, smiled.

"Was she good?" My dad asked her.

"She was an angel." Alice smiled.

"Abby, read to me tonight?" Judy asked in the most innocent voice.

"Not tonight, Judy." I put her down.

"Pwease!" She jumped.

"Judy, let Abby rest. She's very tired." My dad said and picked her up. "I'll read to you."

"Abby do it better." Judith pouted. We all laughed.

I took a shower as soon as I got into my room. It felt so nice. The Sanctuary doesn't have hot water like it used to. I got out and dried myself off, but I stared at myself in the mirror before putting my clothes on. I have been doing this a lot lately. I don't know why? I still look the same. It's almost like I'm waiting for myself to change colors or something. I sighed. Then, I put my sleep clothes on. I call it sleep clothes and not pajamas because I don't really wear pjs. I just wear a regular pair of shorts and a t-shirt.

I finally laid down on the bed. My bed is where I do some of my best thinking. I thought about what happened with Gregory. I still don't know how I feel about it. I mean…what he did to Maggie was wrong and he did deserve to die. I think it was the way that she did it. Like maybe she should have just killed him right then and there instead of stringing him high up for all to see. I don't know. I sighed.

I heard a knock at the door. "You can come in." I said. It was my dad. Good. I have been wanting to talk to him about something.

"Hey, everything okay?"

"Yeah." I shrugged. "Why wouldn't it be?"

"I just thought I'd check on you after what happened yesterday."

"Oh yeah." I shrugged again. "It's pretty rough but I think it had to happen."

"Yeah." My dad said then sighed.

"Are you okay?"

He hesitated. "…yeah, I am." He nodded.

"Good." I smiled.

He smiled back. "Well, I just wanted to check on you." He began walking out of the room.

"Dad, I wanna go away for a while." I blurted out.

He stopped and came back into the room a little giving me a questioning look. "You wanna go away for a while?"

"Yeah, like on a run." I stated. "I can look for some stuff. And we need a lot of stuff." I let out small laugh.

"Okay…why?"

"I just want to help." I shrugged.

"You do help. A lot."

"Yeah, but…I just want to…get away for a while. I don't mean that in a bad way, it's just that—

"It's okay, Abby. I understand." My dad reassured me. "When do you plan on leaving?"

"Well, tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? Baby, you just got back."

"I know but…I figured it would be better that way, you know? Before I get all adjusted and everything."

My dad seemed reluctant. "Okay." He finally said and shrugged. "And how long do you think you'll be gone?"

"I don't know. A few weeks maybe?" I said. He was giving me another questioning look. "I want to go out far. Farther than any of us have been before."

"That's dangerous, especially by yourself, you know?"

"I'll be fine."

"I don't know. Maybe you should see if someone will come with you. I'm sure Daryl wouldn't mind."

I perked up a little. Daryl and I alone together. That would be great. Then, I remembered the whole reason why I wanted to do this. "Dad, I just want to go by myself. I'll be fine. I promise. If I run into trouble, I'll come right home after that."

He was giving me a dissatisfied look. "Well, okay. You just be careful, you hear?"

"Yeah. Of course." I nodded. We kissed each other goodnight.

"Goodnight, baby." My dad said.

"Yeah, night." I smiled to myself as soon as he closed the door. I laid back on the bed. I have been wanting to do this since the start. This is gonna be great. I thought as I stared at the ceiling.

Hello everyone! Abby is back! I hope you all liked this first chapter! Please review and tell me what you thought of this chapter and also what you thought of the mid season premiere! :D