The group approached the Greene family farm cautiously. The sight of the sprawling land, fenced boundaries, and open fields brought a glimmer of hope to the weary survivors. Maggie and Shawn led the group through the gate, waving at a tall man who stood near the house, watching them intently.
"That's my father," Maggie said, her voice tinged with both relief and apprehension.
Hershel Greene stepped forward, his face serious as he scrutinized the group.
Hershel's Reaction
"Who are they?" Hershel asked Maggie, his tone calm but firm.
Maggie gestured toward Marcus and Rick. "This is Marcus, Rick, and their group. We met them in town. They're good people."
Rick stepped forward, extending a hand. "Mr. Greene, I'm Rick Grimes. We're just looking for a safe place for our group. Your farm looks like a sanctuary."
Hershel shook Rick's hand but kept his expression neutral. "I've got my family to protect. Why should I trust you?"
Marcus interjected, his tone steady. "We're not here to take anything from you. We want to help. We can contribute—protect your family, help with chores, whatever you need."
Hershel studied him for a moment before nodding slightly. "We'll see. You can stay for now, but you'll have to prove yourselves."
Settling In
The group worked quickly to set up a temporary camp near the barn. Hershel's daughters, Beth and Maggie, brought out water and food, while Shawn helped the group unload supplies.
Marcus took a moment to scan the farm. Its open fields made it easy to spot walkers, but the fences were fragile. Strengthening them would be a priority.
Formulating a Plan
That evening, the group gathered in the Greene family's living room. Hershel joined reluctantly, still wary of the newcomers.
"We're grateful for your hospitality," Rick began, addressing Hershel. "But this farm could attract trouble. Walkers, scavengers... we need to reinforce it."
"I don't want this place turned into a fortress," Hershel said. "It's a farm, not a prison."
Marcus spoke up. "We understand, but we've seen what happens when people aren't prepared. If we can shore up the fences and set up defenses, it'll keep your family safe."
Hershel sighed. "Do what you must, but keep it subtle. I won't have this land desecrated."
Recruiting Allies
After the meeting, Marcus approached Rick and Shane.
"We need more people," Marcus said. "There's strength in numbers. I was thinking about the Vatos gang back at the nursing home."
Rick nodded. "They were doing a good thing, protecting those elderly people. If we can convince them to join us, it could be a win-win."
Shane frowned. "And if they don't want to leave?"
"Then we respect their choice," Marcus replied. "But it's worth asking."
The group agreed to make the trip to the nursing home in the morning.
A Quiet Night
Before turning in for the night, Marcus took a walk around the farm. The cool air was refreshing, and for the first time in weeks, he felt a semblance of peace.
Carol joined him, holding Sophia's hand. "Thank you for everything, Marcus," she said softly.
Marcus smiled. "We're all in this together."
As they looked out over the moonlit fields, Marcus silently vowed to do whatever it took to protect this new sanctuary.