From the third floor of the Greenbrier Health facility; Douglas observes Rick Grimes and company as Frank Huffman, Greenbrier's grounds manager, leads them over to the community commissary to pick up food, basic necessities and supplies.

Once he sees the group turn the corner Douglas goes down to the first floor to speak with Dr. Tracy Turpin

"So what do we have here Dr. Turpin?" he asks

"Well, all of them are suffering from moderate malnutrition and dehydration but, that can easily be fixed in 24 to 48 hours. Outside of that; they appear to be o.k. Oh and Maggie Rhee, she's…" Tracey flips through her clip board, "…6 weeks pregnant."

"Did you let her know", he asks.

"Yes."

He smiles, "Now this is hopeful news; so all of the females can conceive; including the young Native American girl."

Tracy nods her head yes, "How old is ahh…"

"Catori? she's either 12 or 13, they've been on the road for a bit neither her or the mother have been keeping track." She explains.

How many of the females are coupled besides Maggie?"

"All but one confirmed that they had no spouse or partner…" she says, "…but she didn't speak at all during the examination. Still…" Tracy walks behind her desk; drops her clipboard down and sits down, "…she's healthy enough to carry a baby to term."

An irritating sigh escapes Douglass' lips, "I can guess which female that was; what about the men?

"Yep, there good too; I think we hit the jackpot with this group. Their genes should mix very well with all of us", she reassures.

"And what of this army guy, Abraham?"

Tracey chuckles a little, "He's a regular army clown, and he actually believes that the guy with the mullet is a real 'government scientist' he started babbling on about how he was working with a 10 person research team for "NHGRI".

She shakes her and squeezes her eye tightly trying to restrain her laughter, "I couldn't even bring myself to tell him that my father was on the Appropriations Committee that oversaw all funding and research for NHGRI; or how the entire project got shut down years before the outbreak."

Tracy wipes the tears from the corner of her eyes from laughing so hard, "Please make sure that I'm in the room when the mullet gets busted."

Douglas gets a naughty smirk then walks over to the office window, "We can use that to our advantage; as long as they all continue to believe that he's a scientist he won't give up the lie…", he laughs some, "…oh man, this group is getting better and better by the minute."

Franklin unlocks the door to the cottage and everyone walks inside with food and necessities from the commissary with the exception of Rick, Michonne, Abraham, Daryl; who follow him around to the side of the cottage to show them the garage.

"I know that it may be a bit tight at the moment but after the probationary period is up; I'm sure we can find some other homes for all of you.

Abraham begins to smile at the garage in amazement at how this community appears to be surviving, "How the hell is this community still standing with the shit storm that's going on outside?"

"Before the turn this was a top of the line high end resort that served the very wealthy. We weren't unmarked by the outbreak but, due to the exclusivity and the private location of Greenbrier we were able to maintain a somewhat familiar way of life. We used to have a lot of people from D.C. that would retreat here pretty often before the outbreak" Franklin explains.

"Anyhow…", Franklin begins to walk toward the battery operated shuttle bus, "…that's the past."

The driver of the bus starts the engine; Franklin looks over at Daryl, I heard you volunteered to take watch in the next few days,"

Daryl nods his head.

Franklin nods his head in acknowledgement and smiles, "That's good; we need some real men around here."

Three days later,

"Are you gonna go to this…uh meet and greet this later today? Rick asks.

"I don't know…you know me. I'm not all that comfortable around people I don't know if I like yet", Michonne laughs.

Rick nervously smiles as he begins to look down at the ground or around Michonne in order to avoid eye contact, "Well, I was thinking maybe we could go there together..." he says while shrugging his right shoulder some, "...maybe do some reconnaissance; see what the people here are like?"

Maggie walks out to the front porch with Judith.

"Well…the only clothes I have are the ones on my back. I can't go there in this; I don't want to scare anybody." She tells him.

"Michonne', every closet in this house has a ton of impractical clothing for the end of the world. This neighborhood must have been where the "Real Housewives of D.C. lived or sumthin'." Maggie laughs.

Handing Judith over to Rick, Maggie asks, "What time do you need her ready?"

Rick and Michonne blush some as they witness Maggie taking the initiative to make their first date happen.

"How about 4:00p", Rick says with a boyish grin.

"Nooo, no. Look Rick the world maybe upside down but it still takes a woman time to get fixed up for a date so how about 5:30p. We need time to find an appropriate outfit." Maggie chastises.

Rick laughs, "Alright then 5:30p it is."

"Come on Michonne we have work to do." Maggie grabs her by the arm and takes her inside the cottage.