Rick watched as Tony, Ash, Jesus and Jess left in the blue minivan. Turning around he saw some of the others working or sitting outside, now it was nice out. He knew he didn't have anything to do. The watch room was scheduled, Carl was with Hannah, Glenn and Maggie were doing something with their room. He headed for the barn as it was his turn to clean the stalls. It was easier with pigs. He was takin' the last of the horseshit to the new compost pile when heard the car dive up. Everyone huddled around the gate waiting for Tony and Ash to get inside.

"It's a real castle," Ash laughed. "A real fucking castle."

"Anything?" Tony looked in his direction.

"Quiet," he replied.

"Good. I'm sure everyone wants to know so we'll tell them at dinner. Whoever's on watch can have an hour off."

With that, everyone slowly walked to the house behind them, like little ducklings. He pulled Jesus aside.

"Well?"

"Tony'll tell everyone at dinner, Rick, but we didn't have any problems on the way there or back."

He nodded once and went to put everythang up so he could get a shower. He smelled like horseshit. After he went back upstairs he saw everyone just sitting around in the living room. It was kind of crowded. Jess, he could tell, wanted to tell everyone right away. Tony was smart havin' everyone listen at the same time. Hell, he was getting anxious. It must have gone well, though. Jesus would have said somethang right away. They'd all agreed before they came here if there was a problem like the Saviors they'd leave. He wasn't havin' his people be sitting ducks for another group of psychos. He knew Aaron had saved more of the brochures from the hotel. If they had to leave they had a plan that worked now.

Rick wasn't surprised to see everyone crowded into the dining room when Maria brought out salad bowls and Esteban, big bowls of soup. Those standing against the wall served themselves first then the older residents, Tony, Ash and the kids where last. Ash seemed to like keeping them in suspense. Everyone ate fast. Usually everyone took their time eating and talking. Tony shook his head as he sat at the head of the table. He pushed his dinner dishes away after he was finished.

"A couple of things. The Castle will take volunteers for patrol."

He waited until the talking died down. "The Castle would also like to do a quarterly market."

Ash slammed her hand on the table when it looked like no one would stop shouting questions. "Hey. We'll answer the questions. There's no need to talk over each other. Everyone has questions. Shut up."

"Thanks, Ash," Tony deadpanned. "Everyone gets a chance to talk. This isn't happening overnight. It's not mandatory. Rand won't make us do anything. We'll start with patrol first."

"How would it work? They come here and pick us up or we go there?" Jared asked as Jess pointed to him.

"It'll work whichever way we want. The Fort is having one person go to their place. I guess it's all they can spare right now. It'll be two to three weeks. They check in with everyone and check out anything unusual."

"Such as?" Hannah questioned after Jess pointed to her.

"You know they just strolled up to the gate to meet us, right? They found some of the towns we shopped empty of things a group would need. Gas, food, batteries, you get the idea," Ash responded. "They looked until they found us. It's how they found the Fort and Blue Mountain."

"Everyone was there?" Maria squawked.

"All of the leaders of the communities."

"They brought some of their people. Blue Mountain is run by a guy named Juan. He brought his lieutenant, Miguel. Robert and Pauline from the Fort. Linda, Brock and Cindy from the Training Grounds. Me, Ash, Jess and Jesus."

"Why don't you tell us everything? From the beginning," Lisa suggested.

Ash laughed again. "Sure."

The name 'Rand' had Glenn raising his eyebrows. He looked at Carl and saw him frown. He turned his attention back to the meeting.

"So, we get there and there are so many spikes on that fence. It looked like they sacrificed ten to fifteen families of porcupines," Jess grinned.

"They had a lot. More than us," Jesus confirmed.

"We parked next to Juan and Robert's cars. Some Hispanic guy let us in," Tony tried to continue.

"They had some sort of brick walkway over a road," Jess interjected.

"Everyone had a gun," Ash added.

"They had some sort of tent, you know, the ones with just the top?" Jess waved her hands around. "These Castle people looked scary."

"They looked like they meant business. The woman, Rand, was surrounded by her knights," Ash chuckled.

"Really?"

Glenn didn't know who said that, everyone was there.

"It's how they introduced themselves." Jesus smiled a little.

"I liked it," Ash stuck her tongue out at him.

"Anyway," Tony raised his voice. "We see these four people with swords and guns just waiting. There were five tables in a semicircle with a banquet table near them."

"You ate?" Maggie gaped.

"Yeah. Coffee with cream and sugar. Cheese and ham and some small homemade bread things," Ash sighed. "Good shit."

"They have a cow," Maria hissed. "Pigs."

"Electricity," Mike huffed. "Can't keep cheese without it."

"Flour," Beth muttered.

"Aside from the cow and pigs, they have what we have," Keaton countered.

"Linda said it was supposed to be some sort of theme park or something," Jesus recalled.

"Getting back on track," Tony sighed. "She introduced herself as Rand and she ran the Castle. The knights, their word, are Seth, Waya and Adrian."

"It was good staging," Jesus interjected. "She was in front. Adrian."

"Who's English," Ash grinned. "Accent and everything."

"Waya."

"Who's Native American," Jess said. "Very hot."

"Very hot," Jesus agreed. "And Seth. He's black and has blue eyes."

"What?" Sasha frowned.

"Seth is black and has blue eyes," Jesus said slowly.

"Huh. Never saw a black man with blue eyes," Keaton mused.

"Moving along," Tony snorted. "The rest introduced themselves."

"When did you eat?" Maria raised her hand.

"Before introductions. Rand said she wouldn't keep us long. She figured we had better things to do than listen to her. She called the meeting so all the leaders would know who everyone was."

"She said she was nosy," Jess interrupted.

"It was a good idea," Ash stated.

"It was. The second thing was patrol. Apparently, Robert from the Fort asked to be included," Tony said before pausing.

"Go on," Andrew waved his hand. "We want to hear the story then we'll ask questions."

"The patrol lasts from two to three weeks. They've only lost one person to biters for the year they've been doing this. We asked a few questions before she asked if we wanted to participate in a quarterly market. Oh," Tony pointed to Hannah. "Your calendar is off by two months. It's June twelfth."

"How does she know?" Hannah sputtered.

"They have some electricity and a laptop. Internal clock," Jess replied as she rolled her eyes.

"She said she didn't want to sound like an arrogant ass," Ash grinned again. "Rand is also good looking."

"After she explained about the market the queen and knights sat and answered questions," Tony finished. "She's very business."

"We're finished with the story," Ash ended.

Maggie didn't miss Glenn's reaction to the Castle lady's name.

"You know her?" she whispered.

Glenn shrugged. "Maybe," he whispered back. "I'll tell you later."

Maggie nodded and paid attention the others.

"Two or three weeks?" Abraham asked.

"It's what she said. Since they've been doing this a year I think they've got it down. If we do this we'll lose people. And it would be appreciated if we contributed to the food supplies in the places set up for sleeping."

"How much?"

"As much as we can spare," Jesus answered.

"So we go there," Mike suggested.

"They'll watch whatever form of transportation we leave. We do the patrol and come home," Tony concluded.

"I'll do it." Abraham raised his hand. Maggie wasn't surprised he wanted to do it.

She saw Sasha glance at him with a thoughtful look on her face and she knew they'd both do the patrol. She wasn't sure how she felt about it. The patrol was a good idea. Hell, it was nice of the Castle to do it. Maggie didn't know if she wanted to do it or not.

"Before volunteering," Ash drawled, "let's get any other questions out of the way first, Ford."

"Rand said aside from the kids everyone has done one patrol," Tony informed the group. "If we do this we need to be prepared to lose a person or people for two weeks, minimum. Aside from watch, it's doable."

"Quarterly market. Where would it be? The Castle?" Hector questioned.

"You're never gonna believe this shit, pun intended," Ash took the question. "They put a septic system in at a hotel. We don't know where."

"No fences or walls," Jess reminded her.

"If we want to do this we can help put them up. Waya says fences, so we can see what's coming and won't have to depend on the Castle for watch," Tony nodded. "Good policy. It'll be quarterly. If we don't do it no harm, no foul. We can clean out rooms or they'll do it for us."

"They're preference is no guns in the market," Jesus pronounced.

"But," Tony raised his voice to be heard over the muttering. "They'll supply lockers or we can supply our own. We don't have to do this and they'll still trade with us, if needed, if we don't."

"We have a week to decide. We can change our minds," Ash said as she looked around the full dining room.

"We want everyone to think about this, especially the patrol," Tony advised. "You'll be gone, walking a pretty big area, with at least seven people you don't know."

"So far the Castle's been good to us. I don't think they'll try and screw us, they could have killed us when we drove up, but there's no guarantee something won't happen to you," Ash warned.

"Let's be smart about this. How many want to volunteer? If you get out there and don't like it you have to finish. No coming back. We don't want to look bad in front of the Castle or the Fort. If we get a lot of volunteers we'll need to make some decisions on how many can leave at a time. Personally, I'd like to do it. I'd like to start with one or two. We can afford to lose that many. Not a lot happens around here, but watch is pretty important. Things to think about," Tony recommended.

Sasha listened to the Tony and Ash as they brought up points they needed to consider. She knew Abraham would like to do it at least once. She wouldn't mind doing it. There wasn't a lot to do here. If the Castle has been doing it for a year, she could do a tour.

"…the market?" she turned her attention to Lisa.

"It'll be held once a quarter. Rand wants to start in September. If we find more communities we could have it more often. We don't have a lot to trade. We could ask the Castle to see who would bring what or just get some sort of list going," Ash furrowed her brows. "That's a good idea." She shook her head. "We'll get a notice the month before. Another thing we'd have to consider is how many would go. We could stay the night but do we want to have a lot of us gone for that long? We'd have to trade out. Anyone that didn't go before should get a chance to go."

"I like the list idea. We'll recommend it," Tony agreed.

"I don't want to put up fences," Andrew stated.

He got a lot of approving noises. Sasha didn't want to put up fences either. Cleaning the rooms? She could do it. It sounded kind of nice. A chance to see the other communities. She'd never been to the Kingdom but she had been to Hilltop. She was crazy back then so she didn't appreciate the change of scene. She didn't bother to remember anyone else's name because they'd been too busy trying to stay alive.

"If the others want to do the market and the Castle will put up the fences and we get a list of what people will bring maybe we should do it," Hannah suggested.

"I'll go clean some rooms," Lisa volunteered.

Which started another round of everyone talking over each other until Ash slammed her hand down on the table again. "I get this is exciting, but what the hell? We don't have to talk it all out tonight. We can wait for the patrol in two weeks or we can send someone to the Castle in a week."

"Ash is right. None of this has to be decided right now. If you have other questions, ones we didn't answer, find us later. If me, Ash, Jess or Jesus didn't ask we can send someone to the Castle for answers or wait for the patrol. If we don't do it this round we can do it next round."

Carl sat and listened as Dave and Tracy headed back to the watch room with them muttering at the look Tony gave them. Everyone else asked the same questions, it sounded like. They were talking over each other. Jesus and Jess were talking to a group of women, one of them Beth, about the men, while Ash was talking to some of the men about the women she'd seen, not many, including Jared. He was more interested in the kids. He should have known the other places had kids. Hilltop and the Kingdom did, according to his dad. His dad, Michonne and Daryl brought all those kids from Woodbury to the prison. Daryl had brought Patrick's family there, too. Lizzie and Mika.

He saw his dad and Tony were talking by themselves. Whatever it was it must be okay because his dad didn't look mad. He walked over and sat by them on one of the sofas. He didn't care what they looked like. He cared they wouldn't try and kill them.

"…alright. The woman, Rand, she was pretty much no bullshit."

His dad nodded. "I don't want to do a patrol."

"You don't have to, Rick. You can stay here. I'm not sure if we'll do the market thing. It would depend on what the Castle has to say. You can stay here for that, too."

"I'd like to go," Carl interrupted.

His dad turned with a frown on his face. "Carl, I'm not."

"Please, dad? Even if it's just one time? There might be other kids there," he whined.

"We'll see, Carl. We'll see." He turned back to Tony. "You trust this?"

"I do," Tony responded after a few minutes. "I do. Helping with the patrol? It's nice the Castle does it, but what happens if somehow they get attacked, not that it seems to happen a lot or we'd here more about it, and we don't really know where the other places are? We can't always count on them."

"Yeah. We can't always count on them," his dad repeated.

Glenn headed to Jesus and Jess as they talked about the 'knights' of the Castle. When they started talking about 'Rand' he listened. They didn't describe her much but it could be. He saw Carl sitting with Rick and Tony. He could barely remember her. Carl, aside from frowning, didn't seem to be interested. He'd ask him later. It couldn't be her. 'Rand' could have been her last name or her first name, Jesus and Jess didn't say. Hardly anyone used last names anymore. The people they'd met outside of Alexandria, anyway. Gregory. King Ezekiel. Negan. Simon. Arat. Hell, he'd only learned Jesus' last name after a few months of living at Hilltop and it had made him gape. When Jesus said 'Monroe' he thought he might be related to Deanna. It turned out he wasn't. Monroe wasn't that popular a last name. He'd never met anyone, outside of Deanna, Reg, Spencer and Aiden, with the last name of Monroe until he met Jesus. Rand could be one of those types of names. Something that he'd never heard of until now. He still didn't know Michonne's last name and she'd lived with them in the prison. Rand might not even be this woman's real name.

"You know her, Glenn?" Maggie asked him again when they were getting ready for bed. He loved their new mattress. Looking around the room he smiled. They'd done a good job. The bed was situated in the corner away from the door, near the bathroom, with the tall dresser on the left, his side of the bed. The small dresser sat in the closet, the door was off, and held the few towels and sheet sets they'd taken when they'd gone back to get the beds. The little table and two chairs was on the other side of the bathroom. Maggie had found a vase at the dollar store and some fake flowers. They'd eaten in their room once and it was nice. Almost like their own little apartment. Better than the prison tower. Better than the trailer.

"I'm not sure," he replied.

"Well," she was on her side staring at him before she poked him in his side.

He turned on his side with a glare as he put his arm underneath his pillow. "Stop. I don't know. I don't know if it's the same woman. Rand might not even be this woman's real name."

"So you do know her," Maggie huffed.

"Maybe."

"Where from?" Maggie pressed.

Glenn sighed and rolled onto his back. "If it's the same woman, from the quarry."

"What?"

"From the quarry camp, Maggie. She wasn't with us long. A few days. She, uh, left. Shane said she went back to Atlanta to look for her family or friends."

"You believed him?" she questioned skeptically.

He shrugged. "She didn't really talk to me. I know her and Shane got into it. She put him on his ass and left. She talked to Dale, Andrea and her sister, Amy. Dale told me he asked Shane later. Shane told Dale he tried to stop her, she wasn't listening and he couldn't stop her from committing suicide."

Maggi snorted. "I bet."

"Atlanta was bad, Maggie. Really, really bad. The last time I went; me, Rick, Daryl and T-Dog, we almost didn't make it. The time before. Well, it was bad. She might or might not have made it."

"Rick didn't seem to know her. Or Carl," she pointed out.

"She was with us early, Rick wasn't there yet. She didn't talk much to Lori or Carl. Or Carol. There weren't that many of us in the very beginning."

"Daryl didn't know her either?"

"No. Daryl and Merle weren't there. They showed up a few days after she left." He shrugged again. "The only ones left from the first week are me and Carl."

"Would you recognize her?"

"What the hell, Maggie? Does it matter?" he turned his head to look at her again.

"No, I guess it doesn't." She paused. "Maybe. Maybe you could go talk to her."

Glenn rolled to his side again. "Maybe."

"If it's a real castle, Glenn, maybe we could get a tour," Maggie grinned.

"Maybe."

He went to Carl's room the next morning and knocked on his door.

Carl opened it right away. "Hi, Glenn."

"Hi, Carl. Can I come in?" he gestured to the room.

Carl frowned and stepped back. "I, uh, only have the bed." Glenn saw it wasn't made and his hair was wet.

"It's fine," he stepped inside and headed for the footlocker to sit. "Do you remember Dr. Rand from the camp?"

"Sorta." Carl wrinkled his nose. "My mom and Shane told me to leave her alone." Carl sat on his bed. "You think it's her? The Castle lady?"

"I don't know. She wasn't with us long."

"Shane said she died."

"I remember."

"She didn't really talk to us much. I think she talked to Dale a lot."

Glenn sighed at his tone. He knew Carl still felt bad about Dale.

"She didn't like Shane," he continued.

"Yeah, no shit," Glenn muttered.

"Does it matter?"

He sighed. "Not really, I guess. It'd be interesting to know if it was her or not."

"Why don't we go see?"

He snorted. "We're not going to the Castle just to see if it's her, Carl. Tony or Ash wouldn't let us waste gas for something like this."

"Then we volunteer to go to the Castle if anyone has any other questions."

Glenn had thought of volunteering to do it anyway. "Your dad."

"It wouldn't take long, right?"

"Jesus said about an hour or so. Still, your dad."

"He can come with us," Carl interrupted.

"We'll see, Carl."

"I want to go."

"Go where, Carl?" Rick asked as he stood in the doorway. Glenn looked up quickly.

"To see the Castle lady. Rand. We think we know her," Carl answered.