The Pack burns the three bodies in the morning after breakfast. They had gotten Morgan's Pack set up in their cells and were planning on Merging Pack after they had at least reinforced the fences. While Rick tended to the flames to keep them as low as possible, Glenn was with Carl mapping out where he had found Alan, Donna and Ben.

"You found them here? In the generator room?" Glenn looks at the chalk map he'd drawn in confusion. "But we secured this."

"Alan said they came through a door here." Carl points at one of the walls of the room. They hadn't gone down that hallway yet.

"Means there's another breach." Glenn groans. He runs his hands through his hair and down his face.

"The whole front of the prison is unsecured. If Walkers can just walk right on in, then the Woodbury people definitely can. We need to figure out what we're going to do. Me and Carl will go down to into the tunnels and find the breach as soon as I check with your dads ok?" Carl nods and Glenn turns to Merle.

"We can get you and Duane on watch if you want. Nothing too physically demanding; wouldn't want anyone coming after me for it." Glenn's commit was directed at Morgan even though he was looking at Hershel as he says it. "Tara's on the gate with Bob and T-Dog's in the tower with Sasha and Ty, showing them the ropes. Let us know if you want to join them on rotation and whether you want day shift or night."

"He needs rest for now." Hershel hobbles over to Glenn on his crutches. "Why doesn't Morgan show him the tunnels; it's a good idea that he gets an idea of the secured areas we've already cleared out. They might even want a shower to clean up a bit."

Glenn blushes a deep red and the pups look at him in confusion. Duane is the first one to understand and he's quick to whisper in Sophia's and Carl's ears. Soon all three are giggling and heading into Carl's and Sophia's cell with the two sleeping cubs. Beth follows with a blush of her own, a quick assurance that she'd keep an eye on the younger kids, and then it was just the adults.

Morgan takes the supplies from Hershel and heads into the tunnels with Merle. They get to the showers and lock the door behind them, not needing Walkers or Pack members interrupting them. Merle pulls off his shirt and sits on one of the benches next to the changing area, letting his Mate sit behind him and pull off the bandages. The Alpha growls when he sees the injuries on the Beta but continues to work in silence until he comes across the scratches from Daryl on the stump.

"These aren't the same as the others." he hums, "Where did you get these?"

"Daryl wasn't too happy that I went undercover." Merle chuckles.

Morgan rolls his eyes with an exasperated smile, "You Dixon boys; rather fight it out than talk it out. Shit like that wouldn't happen if you were a Jones."

"What?" Merle turns to look at the Alpha, confused, "What did you say?"

"Jones's don't have to resort to drawing blood to get their points across." Morgan stares at his Mate.

Merle sits there silently, worrying his lip and trying not to cry. "I'm not a Jones. I'm a Dixon."

"Then maybe you wouldn't be a Dixon anymore. You're my Mate." Morgan finishes re- bandaging Merle's back and then turns the Beta to him gently.

Merle lets his tears fall while he throws his head back and laughs. The man sags in relief and smiles at the Alpha. "Such a Dixon thing to do; proposing while cleaning the blood off me. All we need now is Uncle Dennis throwing empty beer cans at the dog because it ate his opossum jerky."

"That a yes?"

"Why?" Merle asks. "I never asked why you claimed me before. Now you want me to marry you; so why?"

"Duane is learning new languages and a new culture just to get closer to you." Morgan holds Merle's chin up, not letting the Beta look away. "Reedus is already changing his very DNA to make him OURS. The way you care for us, even when you didn't know us… Why wouldn't I? Will you marry me, yes or no?"

Merle hums, then leans closer, taking his Alpha's lips with a low purr. He pulls back and whispers against his lips, "You act like there was another option for me. Merle Jones; I like the sound of that…. fiancé."

Morgan growls and kisses Merle's lips, pulling the man closer to him. Merle settles into his lap and wraps his arms around Morgan's neck while the Alpha holds the Beta's waist. They stay like that, kissing and laughing through their teeth, just breathing each other in. Merle pulls back and rubs his fingers over the Bite on Morgan's shoulder. "It's starting to fade."

"Then maybe you should renew it." Morgan groans, laying his head on the man's chest.

"You'd let me?" Merle asks, "I know Alphas bite to claim and reclaim their Mates but letting an Omega or Beta bite them back is unheard of; even just once. You'd let me do it again?"

"That's an old fashion way of thinking. An Alpha not letting their Mate bite them because they feel like it will lower their dominance status or ability to take more than one partner is fucking stupid. I never thought I'd re-Mate or remarry after Jenny…. But I want you. You giving me your Bite tells everyone that you want me too."

"Well I think we skipped a very important part of our Mating last time we Marked each other." Merle helps Morgan remove his shirt and then bites down on his Mating Bite. Morgan rumbles when he feels the Beta's teeth in his skin, drawing blood. The rumble turns into a growl when Merle grinds his cock into his Alpha's with purpose.

Morgan stands up and lays his Mate on the bench they were sitting on, mindful of his injuries. He keeps his neck still so Merle's teeth stay in place and starts working on their belts. Once they were off Merle tries to shift, wanting to Chase his Mate. Morgan holds him fast, biting into his own Mark. Merle moans and squirms, panting as Morgan rumbles against him.

Merle lets go and pushes off the bench, falling to the ground and landing on his paws. Morgan shifts as well and gives chase as Merle runs around the room as well as he can on three legs, ducking under the benches and making sharp turns to throw the Alpha off. This works for some time until Merle gets too close to the door and something bangs against it.

Morgan grabs Merle by his scruff and pulls him back into a corner of the room away from the noise. Keeping his eyes on the door the Beta allows himself to be dragged away. And when Morgan lets go Merle reacts too slow and the Alpha pins him to the ground, biting into the Mark on his shoulder, and mounting him.

The Alpha holds onto Merle by his Bite and with his paws locked on the Beta's legs. He rubs himself against Merle's opening and rumbles in question. When Merle moves his tail out of the way, consenting and submitting, Morgan gets down and licks at the Beta's opening. Merle snaps at the Alpha's jaw with a whine and Morgan huffs before rubbing his side up against Merle's, then against the Beta's ass, making sure his Mate smelled like him. Merle whines and lays on the ground, letting himself be groomed and prepared. When his opening is deemed loose enough to not tear, Morgan nips his ear and steps back. Getting up, Merle licks under Morgan's chin and rubs his fur up against the Alpha's chest. Presenting for his Mate, Merle moves his tail to the side once again. Morgan licks the opening a few times and then mounts the Beta again.

Morgan bites down on the Mark and enters Merle with a few gentle thrust. They growl at every move the other makes and pant at the physical demand of mating.

Morgan shifts his weight to get more leverage and Merle howls. Biting harder, Morgan aims for the same spot, bringing Merle closer with each intense thrust of pleasure. When it gets to be too much, Merle whines and comes untouched. Feeling his Mate clench around him, Morgan pushes his cock in as far as he can while biting Merle's scruff to keep him flush against him. The Beta squirms when he feels the Alpha's knot pushing inside and tying them together, and growls under his breath when he feels the man's cum emptying into him. The nip on his ear say the growl didn't go unnoticed.

The feeling of shifting while tied together was a weird one, but Merle just leans back against Morgan's chest and tries not to clench down too often. Morgan cleans the Mark and hums in pleasure each time he feels Merle move around him.

"That was…." Merle purrs, "Think you'll be up for another round?"

Morgan laughs, teasing Merle's ear with his teeth. "Didn't know Beta's could go into heat. Or are you just ridiculously horny?"

"Maybe I just like the feel of my fiancé inside me."

"Damn it Merle." Morgan growls and releases another load. Merle laughs and tenses, clenches on the knot, when he hears a Howl. He shares a glance with Morgan and will's the Alpha's knot to go down as quickly as possible. Morgan slips a finger down to work into Merle's hole, trying to open it enough to slip his knot out.

Rick was in trouble.

…..

Glenn watches the Beta follows Morgan into the tunnels, more than likely going to renew their bond. He was going to go into the tunnels with Carl, having gotten Rick's and Daryl's permission. They pass Glenn and Maggie's cell and the older Alpha has Carl leave for a minute.

"Maggie?" Glenn approaches the female Alpha slowly. She jumps and hugs herself closer to the wall. Glenn whines and shifts, laying his wolf head on her lap. She was crying, letting her tears fall onto his fur as she pets his neck. Glenn rumbles in question.

"I can't… I…. He…" Glenn gets on the bed, pushing Maggie to lay down. He lays on top of her, shielding her from view, and just lets her cry into his fur, licking away her tears.

"Shift please." Maggie whispers. Glenn does as she asks, and she pulls his human face into her neck. She holds him, scenting his neck deeply. Glenn sits up on his knees and pulls his Mate closer to him. He rubs at his glands and waits for the oil to come out, then rubs it on Maggie's glands. As she starts to calm down he rubs the oils into her arms and chest, then her shoulders and back. They leave her shirt on to give her more comfort. He massages the oils into her skin deeply, working out the kinks in her joints and making her smell heavily of him.

The action may smell obsessive and overbearing, like he was claiming her even from herself, like she was his possession, but to her the action screamed love. Glenn was making sure that she could smell him over everything else, even her own scent and the Walkers outside. She would smell him over her own Pack…. And more importantly, she would smell her Mate over the Alpha that had violated her.

The amount of oils and pheromones Glenn was massaging into her skin covered the smell of the Governor almost completely. She felt safe, finally, in the arms of her Mate and covered in HIS scent. When Glenn started rubbing the oils into her feet and calves, she laughs. He doesn't try to touch her openings or the surrounding areas, knowing without her saying anything that at that moment it would be too much even through her clothing. He makes sure the whole cell stank of his; that his oils and pheromones seeped into the bed and pillows so that even if he left the room, she could still wrap herself up in his smell and be ok.

"Do you need anything else?" He breathes into her ear. She shakes her head. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"What do you want me to say?" Maggie sniffles. "He raped me, over and over again…. He wanted to know where the prison was…. Said he'd take your hand...if …"

Glenn nuzzles her under her chin and holds out his left hand, taking it into his right. He guides her to touch each of his fingers as he counts them, "One... two... three... four... five."

Then he switches to his right hand. "One… Count with me…. Two…"

"Three…." She runs her fingers over each of his own, "Four…. Five."

"See?" Glenn smiles gently, "All there. Shall we count the toes too?"

"Shut up." Maggie leans back into him, "Thank you. For everything."

"I'm your Mate, Mags." Glenn purrs when she lays her head under his chin. "I'll always be here for you. Always. If you need me or need to talk about what he did to you, you can always come to me. You'd have to kill me yourself to make me leave you."

They sit there in silence until they hear the Howl. They're both up and out the door, halfway to through the court yard before it stops echoing through the cell block. ….

Carol and Axel were outside, building up the defense of the gates when the first shot ran out. Rick was outside the fence tending the last of the embers and waiting for Daryl to come back from his hunt. Hershel was down in the yard, giving the Prime cover from any Walkers that might try to sneak up on Rick. Carol and Axel were talking about his time in the prison while they watched the two men down by the fence.

"Don't you miss your brother?" The Lambda asks.

"Hell no." Axel laughs, "Guy had a real money problem."

"How so?"

"He never lent me any." The two of them crack up, "One time he-"

Axel's blood painted Carol's faces red, and she goes down with the body, using it as a shield as more bullets miss around her. Both Rick and Hershel hit the ground, hiding in the tall grass. Rick sees a yellow truck; smells Alphas and Woodbury and throws his head back in a Howl of anger and warning. Michonne had been on the front gate with the others, and every last one of them take aim at the shooters in the woods.

The Governor stayed next to his truck, aiming for the door as more of Rick's Pack slips outside, Glenn and Maggie both hiding under the file cabinets and metal tables and shooting at the yellow truck. Somehow one of the Woodbury men had gotten up into the tower closest to the prison and was shooting at Axel's corpse, trying to get Carol. Carl and Beth were against the wall and shooting at the man, trying to lay down enough cover for the Lambda to make a run for it.

Sophia comes out and kneels at Carl's feet with her bow trained on the shooters head. She focuses on her breathing, blocking out all other noise just like Daryl had taught her too. Taking aim, she ignores the bullet that plants itself into the ground next to her knee; she ignores her mother's cry of alarm when sees it get close to her; she ignores the sound of Carl growling his worry at her. All her attention was on the motherfucker who was shooting at her Packmates.

A pink camo bolt and trigger-happy finger later, Carol was beside them with a machine gun shooting at the men outside the fence, the one in the tower hanging limp over the rail.

Everyone was so focused on the men shooting that they didn't notice the moving van coming until it was too late. It rips the gates off their hinges and opens the yard up to the outside world. Walkers start flooding in from all the noise the guns were making. Rick Howls again, noticing that Hershel was still in the yard; the yard that was now open to the dead. The one driving drops the tailgate and releases a herd of Walkers right there in the middle of the yard. The driver makes a run for it, dressed completely in riot gear for protection.

Andrea comes out from behind him and yanks his head back, stabbing up into his brain. She makes a run for the gate, along with everyone else that had been in the towers and on the fences. She yanks the door open just as the truck goes flying out into the yard, Merle and Morgan making their way to Hershel and shooting all the Walkers that got to close. Michonne was already in front of the Elder, cutting down Walkers that got too close. They pull up beside them and Merle takes over shooting the Walkers while Michonne got Hershel and his crutches inside the truck. Once they were in, Merle turns towards the last place they saw their Prime, "RICK!"

When the Walkers outside the fence start making their way inside, the Governor's men leave. Rick was still trying to get in and was surrounded without bullets. Just when he was getting desperate enough to shift and kill these fuckers with his claws and teeth, an arrow goes through the eye of one of the Walkers he was holding back. Daryl drops the deer he'd hunted and slices the stomach open, attracting more of the Walkers away from his Mate. Rick hears Merle call for him and Howls again, signaling for the Pack to regroup. Since the other were already inside the inner courtyard, Morgan drives the truck towards the prison.

Rick looks at Daryl and shifts. He leaps across the river and lowers himself, so the Theta could hop onto his back then the Alpha takes a running start and leaps, clearing the top of the two barb wire fences in one bound. Rick yelps when the wire cuts the underside of his belly and sends him falling to the ground. Daryl rolls to avoid injury and when Rick gets to his feet, the Alpha grabs him by his shirt and takes off towards the inner yard. Standing on four legs Rick's wolf was almost two feet taller that Daryl's human form, and he could easily lift Daryl's feet off the ground. Running was a bit more difficult, but he clears the yard without running into any Walkers and when the gate closes behind him, he tucks his Mate and Carl under him. Both of them shift and allow themselves to be groomed. When Rick's satisfied with how much they smell like him he turns to everyone else. Each member of the Pack ends up scented and groomed, even Morgan and Merle. They were all shocked at the sheer size of Rick's wolf, easily towering over everyone else. They decide to go back inside and grab Duane and the cubs, not wanting to be away from each other. They take all the extra mattresses and lay them down to make a big wolf pile in the middle of the cell block.

Hunter and Reedus were asleep between Carl and Duane, where the two cousins were laying down next to each other. Sophia laid against Carl while he grooms her between her ears, and Duane was grooming the two cubs. Merle hobbles over to them and licks Duane's head, then Reedus's, before laying down on the Omega's other side. Morgan rest his head on Merle's back, keeping all the pups in sight. Carol laid down on Sophia's other side and falls asleep, Daryl licking Axel's blood from her fur.

Rick's one of the last ones to join the Pack, laying down on his side in front of all of them, and keeping both doors in sight with a slight turn of his head. Daryl moves from his spot between Carol and Glenn and Maggie, making his way over to his Mate and cleaning the cuts on his stomach. Bob shifts back to human form and takes a look, binding them to the best of his abilities with their limited medical supplies.

"Rick." He bites his lip, "How the hell are you so big?"

"I've never seen a Lycan get his size." Sasha adds.

"Me neither." Tara hums, "My commander at the academy was the biggest wolf I'd ever seen, and he would fit under Rick's belly, no problem."

Morgan's old Pack had yet to shift while gathering blankets and double checking the doors were locked. They were also counting ammo, food and water, medicine…. Anything the Pack might need in the next few weeks and making list for them to make runs.

Rick huffs out a breath and rumbles, sleepily. They smile and finish what they're doing, then join the others in the pile. Everyone was asleep when Daryl finally curls up next to Rick, laying his head on the Alpha's paws. Rick lays his head on Daryl's neck with a purr.

"Tomorrow," He projects his thoughts to his Mate, "We'll begin planning our strategy to kill the Governor."

Shocked that he could hear him while they were in wolf form, Daryl lifts his head and stares at the Alpha, "Rick…"

"I'll present this Pack his head." Rick continues with a growl, "I present his dead body to Glenn and Maggie and Merle. He will know their pain, and I make sure he suffers as they suffered."

Daryl bares his teeth in a frightening smile, "Yes Alpha."