[color=39b54a]Rick nodded and smiled weakly as he slowed the car to a stop. It was time to take the rest of the trip on foot. He looked at Jan to make sure she was ready before he did anything else.[/color]

[color=f6989d]Martinez looked confused for a moment as Rick's girl ran into him, staining his shirt with blood. He watched as she ran and then snapped back into reality. He lunged for her but also slipped on the blood, collapsing into the wall. He twisted his ankle and crashed to floor with an angry grunt of pain. "Little [i]bitch![/i]" He hissed as he tried to stand up. He fell back down almost immediately.[/color]

Merle kept his hands held up to prove to the others that he was posing no threat. "Look. Andrea. Martinez and I just saw a truck and a sedan leave the prison lookin like they was comin here." He shot another warning glance at Milton, knowing that, if the doctor ratted him out, he'd surely lose his head. "They must be comin for the girl. I tried to help her out by giving her a weapon. Now, I think, between the six of yas, you can at least get outta here safely." 

[color=fff200]Andrea lowered her gun a little, holding it in a way that it would be readily available if needed. "You're telling me to help Rick break that girl out?" She gave him a suspicious look. "Sounds like treason. I always knew you were crooked."[/color]

Merle's anger flared a little and he dropped his hands. "Hey! You want out or not?!" He growled, lunging forward a step. Andrea's gun sprang up again. He stepped back. "I'm tryin to help you out here."

[color=ed1c24]Lara slammed on the brakes, rather surprised by the ferocity in Michonne's voice. "Wha.....?" She followed Michonne's line of sight to see the blonde beyond the trees. She looked like she was in trouble. Not too much trouble, but some nonetheless. She had Merle at gunpoint and Milton.... well Milton was by no means a threat unless he was ratting someone out.[/color]