Michonne woke up, wondering why the hell it seemed like she was in her bedroom back in Alexandria, when she was really in Wayward Pines?
Then other things came back to her. Abraham was dead, she didn't have to marry Ethan Burke and those hybrid creatures could kill everyone in Wayward Pines and make their way here, if that wall, or the power in that town went out.
She slowly sat up. She wouldn't think about Abraham right now. She had to warn everyone here about the oncoming threat.
She would think about Abraham later.
There was a knock on her door and Carol walked in, without waiting to be asked.
"Hey! You're up!" Carol smiled, closing the door. Michonne got on her feet.
"Yeah. How did I get back here?" she asked.
"Well Rick, Rosita and Abraham brought you back. Of course Rick and Abraham looked as if they had been brawling..."
"Abraham? What do you mean?" Michonne asked.
"What do you mean? What are you asking me?" Carol countered.
"Carol! I saw Abraham fall! Off of a wall with walkers and walker hybrids on the other side! He died."
"Walker hybrids?" Carol asked. "Well, Abraham is very much alive and I have to bring you up to speed because there is trouble."
"Did Rick tell you anything about those creatures in Wayward Pines?"
Carol walked over and shook Michonne by the shoulders!
"Forget about that for a moment! We have other concerns! When you all got back here, Rick found Jessie and Morgan going at it in his house. Rick is locked up for his own good. Morgan and Sasha plan to leave together. They want to try Wayward Pines and Deanna wants Abraham, Rick, Jessie and YOU out of here. We're all supposed to vote on it tonight."
"I was unconscious! How am I in this?"
"It was the Governor thing, Michonne. Deanna thinks that Abraham and you caused all of this by taking matters into your own hands with him. Rick is being thrown out because he's always beating on people and Jessie as his wife, and part of this trouble, is being asked to go as well. Carl was doing drugs..."
"What?" Michonne asked. It was then, that God help her, she realized that Carl's plight had completely slipped her mind!
"Didn't Abraham catch you up to speed? Carl did some bad drugs. That's why he was sick."
"We risked life and limb because Carl was doing drugs?" Michonne asked, feeling anger burn inside of her. What was that boy thinking?
"Believe me, I feel the same way. Rick was going to talk to him but then Dr. Pilcher was killed and everything went to hell in a handbasket." Carol said.
"Where is Carl now?" Michonne asked.
"With Glenn and Maggie. It's been quiet around here since Rick almost beat the shit out of Morgan. It was in the middle of the street again and Morgan was naked."
"Oh God...did you say that Sasha is going with him? I didn't realize anything had been going on between them?" Michonne asked.
"Neither did I. But it doesn't surprise me. He was the only one that could really get close to her, after Tyrese died." Carol said.
"Okay, well I'm off to find Carl." Michonne said and started to walk past Carol. But Carol grabbed her arm!
"Michonne, let Rick handle Carl. You have other concerns. You have to come up with a defense for tonight's meeting! And Jessie and Rosita have murder in their eyes when ever they hear your name. Not to mention Rick and Abraham were fighting over you..."
Michonne gave Carol a hard look.
"Carol, I don't care what the vote is. I'm not staying here. The Wayward Pines situation is too unstable. I'm going back the way we came and take my chances."
Carol looked at her like she was crazy!
"You're leaving? Rick said these things can be shot in the head!"
"Yeah and we have an advantage because the walkers we're used to dealing with are slow. These new things can run, jump and think. We're not prepared. Wayward Pines is not prepared if something happens to their wall. And that town is just a little too close for comfort. I'm leaving."
"And if Abraham doesn't want to go?" Carol challenged her.
"I have no intention of asking anyone to go with me. It's a decision I've made on my own. Anyone that wants to come with me, is welcome." Michonne said with finality.
Rick shook his head from inside of his jail cell.
HE was the one that came home to find his friend and wife screwing like rabbits, and HE was in jail?
Glenn and Maggie were taking care of baby Judith and Carl. Noah was sitting at Michonne's desk, reading the same magazine he had been reading, hours before. Abraham was trying to catch up on some paperwork.
"So you both are going to pretend as if you think it's right that I'm locked up?" Rick asked them. Noah slowly put down the magazine.
"Come on, Rick! We just put you in there to cool off! You were beating Morgan's ass in the street! Children were watching."
"Yeah," Abraham said without looking up, "Morgan's NAKED ass in the street. Jessie didn't have too much clothing on either."
"You must think this is really funny, hey, Abraham?" Rick asked, touching his tender jaw. Abraham and not Morgan, had delivered that blow.
"Nope. Because you see, I don't think that kind of betrayal can be worked out. And I have no doubt you plan on sniffing around Michonne again." Abraham said, now leaning back in his chair. Noah looked over at Rick, wanting to hear his answer to Abraham's challenge.
But the conversation was cut short, when Deanna walked in and closed the door. She folded her arms and looked at all three men.
"As you all well know, we're having a meeting tonight about putting some of you out of here. I am here to tell you that for the good of this community, all of you should go."
Noah sat up straight in his chair.
"Define 'all'?" Noah asked. Deanna looked at him regretfully.
"Everyone that came here with Rick Grimes." she said simply. Abraham slammed his hand down on his desk!
"Thanks, Rick!"
Deanna raised a brow.
"You would've been leaving here anyway, Mr. Ford. Michonne and you. What you did to the Governor is still suspect."
"Suspect in what way?" Abraham challenged her. "If we hadn't gotten him the hell out of here, you'd have a bloodbath on your hands, lady!"
"I don't know that. And we'll never know that now. I don't know that he 'died' the way Michonne and you said it happened. You could've taken him out of here and killed him in cold blood."
"Not to be rude, Deanna," Noah said, "but who cares? I came with Rick and I didn't know the dude. I do know Glenn and Maggie. I thought you did too. Are they liars? Because what he did to Maggie was enough for me not to give a good damned WHAT was done with him!"
"I'll leave," Rick said from within his cell, "that ought to take care of the problem. I'll take Carl and Judith and we'll go."
"Yes. I didn't figure you'd be taking Jessie. Did you know she's planning on going to Wayward Pines?" Deanna asked.
"Probably to be with Morgan. It's over between us so she can do what she likes." Rick said calmly. "But I don't think that everyone else should be thrown out of here because you're mad at me, Deanna."
"Are you people listening to what I'm saying? This is not just about you, Rick! Or even you, Abraham! Noah hasn't done anything, but I bet you he'd leave if I threw the two of you out! So would Glenn. So would Maggie. So would Carol and Darryl and so on and so on! Your drama has disrupted everything here. I need for all of you to leave-even Maggie and Glenn."
"What are you asking? That we just leave and skip the meeting where you throw us out by firelight?" Rick asked sarcastically.
"Actually, yes. That is what I'm asking. Abraham, I want you to let Rick out of that cell. Then I want the three of you to go and pack your things. I'll tell the others."
"No," Rick said, "we'll tell the others since you've all got us lumped in together."
"This is some straight up bullshittery!" Noah snapped. "I supposed bitch ass priest gets to stay, huh?"
"Yeah, what about him?" Abraham asked curiously. "He came with us too."
Deanna cleared her throat.
"Actually, I have found that Father Gabriel is a real comfort to the community. I just could not live with myself if I threw a man of the cloth out of there." she sniffed.
"Of of course not!" Abraham said sarcastically. He then took off his badge. "Get bitch ass priest to keep this place safe!"
Noah took his off and tossed it on the desk. Neither man unlocked Rick's cell. They just left. Deanna walked over to Rick's cell, opened the door, then put the key ring back on the nail on the wall.
"You're free to go, Rick. And since you're telling everyone the bad news, I'll leave you to do it. I want all of you gone by midnight tonight." she said, then turned to leave the station. Rick ran a tired hand over his face. What had he done? He had jeopardized his children's safety and well being over...over...
Michonne? Morgan and Jessie? Jealousy of Abraham? What?
Rick came to a decision of his own as well. He had to think of his children. And when the Wayward Pines people came to collect people, he and his children would be going there as well. The idea of going back out into the elements was just not something he wanted to submit Carl and Judith to again. And maybe, just maybe, he could think of some contingency plan to deal with those hybrid walkers, if the electric fence failed.
Rosita watched as Jessie Grimes closed a suitcase.
"Jessie, I know we don't know each other very well. But I'm telling you, Wayward Pines has no back up plan if their electric fence fails. The place would be overrun by walkers that can run and climb. You really want to subject Sam to that kind of danger?"
"You're right. We don't know one another very well." was all Jessie said. Rosita folded her arms.
"Fine. I just thought I'd warn you."
"Really? You came here to 'warn' me?"
"Yes," Rosita said coolly, "since Rick is in jail. And by the way, Sasha is a friend of mine. I hope you keep your damned hands off of Morgan when you get there."
Jessie grinned!
"What is this? Why are you really here? Rick and I are over. You'd think you'd be dancing on a rooftop someplace! Because that means Rick and Michonne can get together and you can get Abraham back."
"I haven't lost Abraham. He's just a little confused." Rosita argued. "And Rick was devoted to you. Your problem was that you never grasped what we all meant to each other. Being on the road and surviving all kinds of shit. You shouldn't have asked Rick to define what he felt for Michonne vs. what he felt for you. Because it wasn't the same. Men do what they want to do. And if Rick wanted to be with Michonne, then he wouldn't have married you."
"Get out, bitch! I know why my marriage failed. And it had nothing to do with me."
"Right," Rosita said, turing to walk out, "ask Rick that and see if he'd agree."
Jessie had had it! With Rick, his smart assed friends and ALL of the trouble they had brought into Alexandria! Impulsively, Jessie picked up a marble ashtray and flung it at Rosita, just as she was about to open the door.
It hit her on the back of the head and she dropped suddenly! Jessie gasped, covering her mouth, then slowly made her towards Rosita's prone form. Jessie then bent down and turned her over...
Rosita' s eyes were wide open! She was very clearly dead.
Jessie slowly stood up and swallowed. There was no way in the hell she was going down for this! She'd be thrown out of here on her tail and Sam would be taken from her.
She heard the back door open and panicking, Jessie stepped over Rosita's body and opened the front door to leave. Once she closed the door behind her, she scanned the street. There was no sign of anyone.
Jessie then hurried down the porch and ran around the side of the house, not noticing that Michonne had come out of her house, and caught sight of her running around towards the back of the property.
Meanwhile, Jessie slowly eased open the back door and stepped into the kitchen. She walked through into the living room and saw Carl crouched over Rosita's body!
"AAAAAAHHHHH!" Jessie screamed, startling the hell out of Carl. Carl whipped around and stood up.
"Someone killed Rosita!" Carl cried.
"Oh 'someone' did? Carl, honey, what have YOU done?" Jessie asked, feigning shock.