Everything that happened next went by in a fast blur. Blake took off and Rick followed, keeping up with her. He probably could've went ahead, but right now he had no idea where she was going. He caught up quickly and watched at the scene in front of him. A man he didn't recognize stood, gun aimed at Bailey's head and Daryl's crossbow aimed at the man. He knew if Daryl fired, the man could still squeeze off a shot in Bailey's direction.

Still, he sent dangerous chills up and down Bailey's spine. It had been a few months, but the night still haunted her dreams, his face and everything about him. She couldn't speak, couldn't respond, she couldn't even move, not even when she heard Blake's voice behind her. It was Blake's voice that took the man's attention off Bailey. Daryl stood protectively in front of the young girl.

What Blake said next shook Bailey to her core. No! She can't go with him! Not after what he did to her, and her sister. She just couldn't! He'd kill her! She heard the man chuckle and agree with Blake coming with him, something about it'd be the same thing, but what happened next surprised even Bailey. She had her gun up, safety off, aiming at the man's forehead, and fired. The bullet soared and went straight through his head, killing him instantly.

Bailey dropped the gun and stood there shaking. Had she just killed a man?