Skye felt goose bumps at Rick's speech. This was a moment that would define them. Not just as individuals, but as a group. 
                          
	"We choose to go. We choose to stay. We stick together." Rick again looked to Carol. "We vote. We can stay and we can fight... or we can go."
                          
	No one said a word. They all just stared back at him. Shouldering his weapon, Rick turned to leave them to discuss it. As he passed by Skye, her eyes met his and she hoped they gave him the right message. She was proud. She was proud of his speech, proud of his decision, and proud to have him as their leader, because despite him saying it wasn't his decision, that didn't change the fact they all still looked up to him. Nothing could change that. Skye knew he would keep an eye on Carol. That was for certain... but could he always be watching?
                          
After Rick's speech everyone had stayed behind in the courtyard to discuss what was the right path to go down when dealing with the Governor. As expected there were some mixed feelings... 
                          
"We can't just sit here and wait to be killed," Carol stated. 
                          
"We do that no matter where we are." Maggie crossed her arms. 
                          
"Maggie's right," Skye stood beside her friend. "No matter where we are there is always the threat of death. That's just the world we live in. We can't just let him get away with this. We can't just uproot our lives we have now because of some crazy man."
                          
"You're just saying that because of your brother." Carol rolled her eyes.
                          
"No, I'm not," Skye glared at the older woman. 
                          
"As if that would matter anyway. She has a good point. Plus, he needs to pay for what he's done." Glenn looked over at Maggie.
                          
"At what cost?" Hershel spoke up from where he sat at the table with Beth. "Revenge tends to get people killed. I'm not willing to risk my daughter's lives for it. Skye may be right about always being a risk, but why should we add to it?"
                          
"We have to fight. We're not just fighting for revenge... we're fighting for each other, for this place – this life." Skye's words made everyone go silent. They all knew it was true. Hershel, who had lowered his gaze to the table in deep thought, raised his head toward Skye. 
                          
"So we stay and fight. We'll need a plan and we'll need to work fast. We are down three people who are great to have in a fight, so we need to plan accordingly."
                          
As if on cue, Rick walked back through the gate, but he wasn't alone. 
                          
Skye was in shock. "Michonne? But how-?"
                          
"Merle let me go," Michonne looked to the group. 
                          
"Merle?" Glenn laughed. "That doesn't sound like Merle. You're kidding, right?"
                          
Michonne shook her head slowly. 
                          
"Why would he just let you go? And why wouldn't he be back with you?" Skye didn't understand.
                          
"Said he had something he had to do. Drove off."
                          
Rick shifted and leaned in towards her. "And Daryl? Did he find you guys?"
                          
"He didn't leave with Merle again, did he?" Carol asked the question going through everyone's minds. 
                          
"He found me and went after Merle."
                          
Skye's heart began to beat hard in her chest. If he went after Merle, who undoubtedly was going after the Governor, he could be captured or worse... tortured and killed. Her hands began to shake and she jumped up. Brushing past Michonne and Rick she headed for the gate.
                          
"Skye!" Rick called, but it was Michonne who caught her arm. 
                          
"I can't let you go."
                          
Skye struggled against the woman's grip. "Let me go! I have to! If he walks into a group-"