While Rick was in the kitchen fixing himself something to eat, Glen and Michonne both exchanged a look and then quickly and quietly stood up and moved towards the door. Drawing Sara's temporarily attention away from the movie as they slipped out of the door and silently closed it behind them as Rick finally realized that they had left him alone with his female, whom he wasn't exactly sure how to face just yet.

Going to the door, he twisted the knob and stuck his head outside and shouted, "You wussies!" at the two, who didn't even react to his words though he knew for sure that they had heard him.

He could hear Michonne's faint laughter as she made a beeline for her home.

Glen however, was laughing silently as he disappeared into his own home and out of sight. The traitors. Rick thought to himself as he moved to close the door and almost jumped out of his skin and screamed when he found his female standing right behind him.

"Don't do that." He chided softly as he tried to calm his racing pulse.

"We..."

"Should talk, yeah. I know." Rick said as his neon blue eyes flickered to her face for a moment before he then looked away from her and motioned with a hand for her to go ahead and sit back down on the couch. She seemed hesitant, but did as he bid after a moment or so.

Allowing him the few seconds that he needed to collect his thoughts, and turn off the TV and rejoin her on the couch. Turning himself partially her way so that he was facing her, he rested an elbow over the back of the seat and waited for a moment for her to get comfortable before asking, "Did you want to speak about what happened earlier? With Abraham? Because I've already taken care of disciplining him for what he did. Or did you want to talk about what happened after that?"

"After."

"Hn. Okay."

Sara looked down at her hands for a moment and frowned slightly before asking, "W-Why did you do what you did when you found out about-"

"You mean when I found out about how Abraham touched you?" Rick asked for clarification. Sara nodded her head slightly and he found himself watching the motion with a hungry gaze.

Why oh why, was it so hard to keep his hands to himself? He wondered as his palms started to itch to smooth some of her hair back from her face.

"To put it rather bluntly, I was...uh-" Rick paused for a moment to try a nd figure out how best to put what he said next and help her to understand a little bit better. "More or less staking my claim on you. You see what Abraham did early was overstepping. He knows that you carry my pup, that I'm drawn to you and desire you. And that I have named you as my Alpha female, the only other person in the pack that has just as much power as myself. All of these are ways to stake a claim, however earlier when I put my hands on you...as much as I was staking a claim on you- I also had some trouble tearing myself away from you because of your reaction to my touch."

Sara stiffened ever so slightly and blushed a fetching pink color as she stammered out, "W-Was it that bad?" She didn't really know what exactly he was speaking of. Sure she had been both scared and somewhat aroused by what he had done, but she hadn't meant to be.

Thinking about it now, was sort of mortifying in and of itself.

Rick didn't say anything for a good long while. He seemed to be sorting through something in his head. Maybe trying not to say or do anything that would offend her delicate sensibilities since she was human. She didn't really know, but his silence was making her a tad bit uncomfortable.

Then finally after so long he managed to say, "It wasn't bad per se. Merely...overwhelming. The sight, scent and even the very taste of your skin on my tongue... All of it was dangerously overwhelming. You have no idea how close you came to-" He suddenly shut up and thinned his lips in displeasure for a moment as she tried to mentally fill in the blanks that he refused to fill in for her.

He'd wanted to fuck her. Well no- that was perhaps a mite too crude a description for what he wanted. He'd wanted to mate her, and had pulled away before he could do so without her permission. Which was somewhat strange for an Alpha.

Despite being born one of the Alpha sub species, Rick seemed to lack much of the arrogance and aggression that most other natural born Alpha's had. And had somehow struck a natural balance between instinct and precise and carefully calculated action.

Everything that he did, when it came to her, up until now had been extremely well thought out. And carried out with incredibly careful precision. Eerily so. All so that he didn't wind up harming her. Alpha's as a general rule, weren't so incredibly...careful? Kind? Thoughtful? Compassionate? She wasn't sure which word really suited him best.

Though all of them described some aspect of his personality that she was beginning to respect. And if she could respect that about him, then trust wasn't too far behind.

Which made her next words, while not entirely thought out, easy to say. Mainly because she felt no ill disguised feelings of dread or doubt even as the words left her lips. "You mentioned before that you hadn't laid a claim mark on me..." Rick's neon eyes flashed nearly to pure white as a low rumbling sound escaped his throat at the same time she managed to say, "I want you to mark me."

And before she even realized what he was doing, much less how quickly he would respond to her words- he had come up off of the couch, scooped her up in his arms and was upstairs so quickly that her head spun. She was even so dizzy that she never even realized that he'd laid her down on his bed until he was on top of her, kissing her breathless.