The road to D.C. is paved with good intentions. While Rick and co. were getting their boring on at Hershel’s farm and eking out a life for themselves in a prison, Abraham, Rosita, and half a dozen others were dragging Eugene from Texas to Georgia on a mission to save the world. They fought for Eugene, and died for him. He was Abraham’s saving grace, literally; they crashed into each other’s lives just as Abraham was about to eat a bullet after losing his family to walkers. He couldn’t save them, but he could protect Eugene. Glenn and Maggie seem to be mostly just going along for the ride. Who knows what Rosita’s motivations are other than what the hell else would she be doing instead, which puts her more in line with Glenn and Maggie than Abraham. And Tara is with them because she’ll go where ever Glenn and Maggie go until she feels she’s atoned for her Governor-related sins.
In “Self Help,” the setbacks and obstacles pile up until they become insurmountable. After the bus crashes a mere 15 miles from the church, the group seeks refuge in a forgotten bookstore. Abraham reinjures himself, but it’s manageable. A little midnight nookie and good night’s sleep patches them all up just enough to keep rolling along. That is, until the fire truck craps out and releases walkers from the fire station. Fate doubles down when the truck stops a few miles down the line, then plays its winning hand with what looks like hundreds of walkers festering in an abandoned cattle ranch along the main highway. Trouble is, Abraham doesn’t know when to call it quits. The rest follow him through everything until they reach their breaking point when he tries to force them through the horde of walkers. And then the world comes crashing down.
[“I have a very important mission.”]