WORTHY

                                    

                                          
SKYE HURRIED AFTER RICK as they headed towards the courtyard, where the others were to be waiting to have a group meeting.

                          
	"Rick, wait!" As she fell into step with him, she added, "There's something I need to talk to you about."
                          
	"It can wait."
                          
	Skye jumped in front of him, effectively stopping him in his tracks. "No, Rick, it can't."
                          
	"What is it?"
                          
	"Something I should've told you a long time ago." Her breath came in short spurts from running to catch up to him. "It's someone here."
                          
	Rick's face grew worried. "Is someone in trouble?"
                          
	"No, it's not like that."
                          
	Rick waited, his face growing impatient. 
                          
	"Someone in the group has been trying to hurt me, kill me even."
                          
	Rick's eyes grew wide. "How do you know?"
                          
	"I mean, it was kind of obvious, Rick. I know I can't prove it, but still I don't –"
                          
	"Who was it?" Rick interrupted. 
                          
	Skye let out a breath of relief. "Carol."
                          
	"Why would Carol want you dead?"
                          
	"I believe it's because of my connection with Daryl." Skye knew she sounded like a silly schoolgirl to Rick, but she didn't care. The last thing she needed to worry about with the Governor on his way to kill them was Carol's petty jealousy issues. 
                          
	Rick looked up towards the courtyard then back at Skye. "And you're sure?"
                          
	Skye nodded. 
                          
	"You know I can't do anything about it without any proof..."
                          
	"I know, Rick, and I understand. I just wanted to let you know. If she tries something while the Governor-"
                          
	"She won't. I'll be sure to make sure she won't."
                          
	Skye gave Rick a weak smile and a slight nod of her head. 
                          
	"Let's go."
                          
Skye stood leaning against the fence surrounding the courtyard, her eyes watching the members of the group as theirs stared up at their leader. Rick picked at his finger nervously as he prepared for the discussion that was about to take place. None of them knew what to expect and the anticipation grew inside them as Rick glanced over his shoulder to share a quick glance with Skye. 
                          
	His turned his head back to the group and took a deep breath. "When I met with the Governor," he began. "He offered me a deal. He said-" He paused, straightened up, and went on. "He said he would leave us alone, if I gave him Michonne."
                          
	Everyone sat quietly, taken aback. Skye looked over to Hershel, knowing they were the only two present that had known of this plan. 
                          
	"I was gonna do that... to keep us safe."
                          
	Skye watched as everyone's face grew sad, realizing that there were some not with them. Michonne. Merle. Daryl. Skye bit her cheek, trying to keep from getting too angry.
                          
	"I changed my mind. Now Merle took Michonne to fulfill the deal and Daryl went to stop him and I don't know if it's too late." Rick stood, nodding. "I was wrong not to tell you. I'm sorry." Skye shifted in place as Rick looked back at her specifically before readdressing the group. "What I said last year, that first night after the farm, it can't be like that. It can't. What we do, what we're willing to do, who we are – it's no my call. It can't be. I can't sacrifice one of us for the greater good, because we are the greater good. We're the reason we're still here. Not me! This is life and death. How you live...how you die. It isn't up to me. I'm not your Governor. We are not Woodbury. We don't attack our own." Rick's eyes fell to Carol, who quickly looked between him and Skye, unsure if he knew what she had done. "If anyone in this group attacks another member... you'll be cast out. There is no you, me, I anymore. Only we."