An average build black man was sitting beside a small fire. He sighed opening up a can of food and looked up at the trees.

"You coming down this time? Or are you just going to stay up there again?" He asked smartly. He heard a snort of laughter and he shook his head with a laugh of his own. "You need to eat something..." He tried again and he heard a click and he rolled his eyes. "Roasted pine cones don't count!"

"Should I not inform ya of the five walkers bearing down from the east?" Came a sarcastic reply. "Time to contact looks to be about...'now'"

"Shit..." The man stood up grabbing up his staff and started fighting the small group of walkers that showed up.

The man killed three of the walkers before he turned and saw the other two had been dispatched with what looked like sharp twigs.

"How did you do that?" The man asked curiously and a bow fell beside his feet. "Where the hell did you get that?!" He asked in surprise.

"Made it this morning..."

"With what string?" The man asked with dawning understanding as he went over to his bag and rifled in it.

"Snatched it from your bag three days ago. You only just 'now' realized it was gone?" A thudding sound happened to the man's right and he glared at her before smirking.

"Finally graced me with your presence huh Dixon?"

"You know I can't stay away from your roguish charm Morgan." Ann Dixon sat down beside her bow and snatched some of the canned food and Morgan Jones whined at her.

"I scavenged three hours for that!" Morgan grumbled and saw she only took enough for herself and nothing more.

"Hey! I deserve some friend food because I warned ya about those walkers!" Ann argued with a grin. Morgan glared at her good-naturedly.

"A 'good' friend would have informed me 'before' they were on top of me." Morgan took back the can and started eating.

After the can of food had been eaten Morgan looked over sadly watching Ann fiddling with her wedding ring.

"You know we'll find them...I mean that map was the best lead we've had for a while."

"But will they be alive?" Ann asked sadly poking at her ring.

"Hey what was that you said again?" Morgan asked trying to change the topic. "When we saw that last sign for Terminus? When somebody marked it up saying 'not safe'?"

Ann snorted in laughter before she smiled grimly at her friend.

"Never trust a person who rhymes on a sign..."

"I would bet money that your ragtag band of morons did that damage." Morgan offered and Ann snickered.

"If anything...I would put money on it being done by Carol."

Morgan frowned confusedly before drinking some water and handing it over to Ann.

"I wasn't aware of anybody named 'Carol' in your group."

"Neither were 'we' until we had a girl's only pow-wow at the prison one night...we had to go in a circle and say one fact that nobody would've known by looking at us. It was all fun and games until it was Kim's turn. She told us that 'Kim' was her middle name. She gave her late husband Ed her middle name instead of her first name. She didn't feel safe around him to 'be herself'."

Morgan listened sadly but confused.

"Why would she give him her middle name?"

"She got bad vibes from him from the start, but she got pregnant with her daughter and she stayed with him and married him hoping that having Sophia would calm him down...it didn't. But after that night we asked if she wanted to be 'Kim' or 'Carol' and she smiled sadly at us and admitted she wanted to be true again so we all started calling her Carol. It was honestly the first time I've ever seen that woman smile."

"So what was everybody's answers?" Morgan asked with a sudden grin getting Ann to scowl at him.

"Oh no ya don't! I am not breaking the sisterhood!" Ann warned the man opposite of her who deflated with a pout.

Ann then smirked into the small canteen talking a sip before corking it. True she'd never tell another soul what the girls spoke about except for 'Carol's' story. She would never tell anybody that the best story came from Beth Greene who admitted to smoking a huge blunt which led to her eating an entire loaf of white bread only to puke for three hours after that. Maggie had slid off the cell cot in hysterics.

'I remember that! That was because you were stoned?!' The girl had started to cough she was laughing that hard. 'God that is so funny!'

'It wasn't to dad! He thought I was pregnant!' Beth had whined making them all laugh.

Ann sighed and looked into the fire again she really had to stop spacing out.

"But at least we know the X-Men are around." Ann muttered to herself making Morgan groan.

"Oh no...not this again..." He rolled his eyes.

"Hey that was totally the X-Men symbol you found in the tree..." Ann argued and Morgan rubbed his face.

"If you are going to bring up the Marvel Talk again...go back in your tree." Morgan complained and Ann snorted in laughter and started climbing back up to where she was. "Go for it Spider-Woman." He teased her and she looked back down at him.

"Now who's bringing up Marvel...huh...?" She challenged him. "Goodnight Donatello."

"Better than being called Gandalf!" Morgan shot back at her with a gently smile.