"…so you believe that the individual that uploaded the videos regarding the Pfizer free clinics, the same clinics that were endorsed by the U.N.; was done from somewhere in the Atmore area of Alabama is this correct, Agent Paul?"
"That's correct, although most of the Atmore area is under the jurisdiction of the office of the secretary of the interior; under the Native American Affairs Treaty, both agencies are controlled by the Homeland Security which makes this operation under the department of defense." Agent Paul responds.
Agent Paul quickly holds his hand up in front of the reporter, "No more questions." , and proceeds towards the military jet headed for Alabama.
The reporter yells out to Agent Paul as he walks away from the her and the camera; while she's being held at bay by secret service agents she yells, "Thank you for your time!" then turns back to her camera man who's still filming.
Rick and Daryl follow Shyanna in to her large galley type kitchen; the t.v. in the far corner of the kitchen is on a 24 hour news network.
"That was Homeland security Agent Gareth Paul giving a statement regarding the recently uploaded videos regarding the massive outbreak of what can only be described as a cannibalism among those who received medical care from Pfizer Pharmaceuticals free clinics around the globe. Reporting to you live this is MSNBC correspondent Tara…"
Once they enter the kitchen; she grabs the t.v. remote off the kitchen island and turns it off.
"You guys want some coffee?" Shyanna asks.
Both Rick and Daryl nod their heads in agreement and sit down at the six chair kitchenette in the corner.
She begins filling the coffee pot with water when Nina and Carl walk in.
"Is that Nina?" Rick livens up some as Carl and Nina walk in.
Shyanna turns around and looks at her daughter standing next to Carl; she gets a small jolt in her chest seeing Carl and Nina standing next to each other, "Yea…that's her", Shyanna smiles, "… lately I call her 'Exorcist'…" she lifts one eyebrow to show her disapproval, "…if you catch me meaning." She turns back around to turn the facet off.
Rick laughs at her movie reference and says, "I do."
Nina goes to open the refrigerator and pulls out a bottle water and throws it to Carl then grabs one for herself. She rolls her eyes at her mother in disgust and says, "Whatever, look I called the vet and she should be here in a few. Are you ready? I gotta get to school."
Shyanna looks at Rick and Daryl briefly as she places the coffee pot in the coffee maker, "Ahh, well I need to be here for when vet gets here."
Nina looks at her mother oddly, "I already called Nana and she said that she'll let her in."
Daryl looks at everyone as they stare at one another like a deer in headlights, "I'll take her, need to get some rest anyways."
Shyanna flashes a look of appreciation and doubt at Daryl.
Nina blurts out in the silence, "Hey, Carl you should come with me…she hold her hand over her mouth, "It's better than hanging around a farm all day", she whispers, "Old people are always trying to put kids to work on a farm."
Carl instantly speaks up, "Yea, that sounds good. Can I?"
Rick smiles, "Yea sure…why not."
Daryl gets up from the table then leans over to Rick, "I'll be at the Roadway on sixth and Abbie St., room 321."
Rick signals his acknowledgement.
"What time do they get out", Daryl asks Shyanna.
"We get out at 3:00p…" Nina answers.
"Aight, I'll pick them up when they get out." Daryl offers.
Shyanna grabs the coffee can, "Alright, when you get home you need to clean out the chicken coop and brush down the horses."
"Shit!" Nina says under her breath.
"Oh, yea? You'll be eatin' 'shit' if it's not done by the time I get home tonight." Shyanna warns.
Nina quietly stomps out of the kitchen with Carl not far behind.
Before Daryl walks out of the kitchen he looks at Rick and says, "Call me when we're good."
Daryl and Shyanna share a vexing stare between one another; then he leaves the kitchen.
Shyanna places a mug of coffee labeled, "A Bitter cup of Tea." in front of Rick
"I'm not sure what you know Rick and I'm not sure I want to know. When I picked her up three days ago…" she pauses for a moment,"she's…she's spooked. She's not the same woman that I remember. She's broken, I don't know how or why…Michonne won't tell me anything…"
She blows on her mug of coffee before taking a sip, "…for what it's worth, I never thought that the two of you weren't a good together, I just know from history…that falling in love with any man that works for your federal government is bound to bring disaster and unsurmountable heartbreak."
Rick didn't want to tell Shyanna what he knew, it would only serve as more evidence behind Shyanna's feelings toward the U.S. Besides, who wasn't about to say anything until hearing what Michonne had to say.
After sipping his coffee he asks, "So where is she?"
Shyanna hesitates before putting her coffee down on the table then, pushes her seat out away from the table, "Come with me."
They walk through the cozy living room and past the stone fireplace to the far right of the patio door. Rick admires the tribal art work lined along the living room walls. It's pretty clear that Shyanna and Michonne had a unique eye when it comes to pieces of art.
She opens the patio and walks out with Rick following right behind; he sees the chicken coop Nina's gonna have to clean later and a modest horse stable a far away from the house.
"This is a beautiful piece of land you have her Shyanna", he tells her.
She smiles, "Thanks."
Rick stops in his tracks when he sees three Mountain Airedales sitting by edge of the patio.
She walks over to dogs then looks back at Rick, "Don't worry about them, they're wondering what going on with 'Sayen' right guys…" Shyanna pats her leg calling the dogs closer to her and Rick.
With their tails wagging; all three dogs come running over for the affection of their pack leader.
She kneels down and pets all three dogs; she turns to Rick, "If you're gonna be around here for a minute then they have to know you're a member of the pack. They want to know that you're not a threat", she looks up at Rick and asks, "…are you?"
Rick understands her question; its crystal clear that she doesn't give consent to just anyone when it comes to her roaming security forces.
He kneels down next to her and slowly lifts his hand in order for the dogs to register his scent.
Shyanna stands up, "They've been a bit on edge ever since 'Sayen' went in to labor; she gave birth to a liter earlier this morning."