Dexter helped Siddiq in the infirmary as a way of making himself useful around Alexandria. And of course, while he was being 'helpful' he searched for any drugs that he could use to knock Negan out with, when his 'time' came. He usually used M99, which was basically a large, animal tranquilizer, when it came to immobilizing his victims. Dexter had already checked the stables and found nothing like that kept on the grounds.

Heath was still recovering from his 'Dead Walker Whiskey' poisoning in the infirmary. Rosita had stopped in and was being examined by Siddiq. Dexter didn't know what was wrong with her and couldn't find the time to pretend to care. He had to rummage and look after Heath.

He had told Siddiq of his background, that being mainly that while had been a blood splatter specialist, he had also attended medical school and finished in the top of his class, until working with the police, like his father, Harry, and Deb, had become his calling.

Dexter now checked on Heath's IV. He was on fluids and now sitting upright. Dexter was staring down at Heath's chart when he spoke.

"It's good to have two doctors here. It reminds me of the good, safe days with Pete." Heath said, sighing.

"Pete?" Dexter asked, looking up from the chart.

"He was the original doctor here in Alexandria, years ago. When this place was first founded. When everything was fine." Heath said in a quiet, bitter voice. Dexter suspected there was more to learn here, so he decided to temper his questions so that he could indeed get answers. If he was too nosy, Heath could clam up.

"Well, things weren't ever 'fine', once the virus started infecting people." Dexter noted.

"No," Heath agreed, "but we were safe. And careful. Until we let Rick's group in here."

Dexter raised a brow. Heath instantly regretted saying that.

"I'm sorry, Dexter. I know Maggie is your wife. I never had anything against her."

Dexter set the chart down.

"No offense taken. I guess I'm curious as to how things got so bad, that Negan was locked up in a cell for years on this property? He wasn't part of your group from the beginning, right?" Dexter asked, knowing the answer but figuring if he pretended not to know, he would learn more. Maggie had told him practically nothing about how or why Negan entered her life.

"Hell no! I've never seen that fucker before in my life! Not until I came back here." Heath hissed softly. "I went on a run, I came back and Rick and his group were here. Pete 'had' to be killed. Some bullshit about his beating his wife. I never saw Pete touch Jessie…she was his wife. But next thing you know, Rick kills Pete AND Reg, who was Deanna's husband. Reg and Deanna were the ones that founded this place."

"Deanna was a congresswoman, right?" Dexter asked.

"Yeah. I worked for her. She and Reg were nice enough to make sure that I had a place here once the world went to hell and back."

"So," Dexter said, "you went out scavenging for a period of time. You returned here and found people dead and new people running things?"

"Yeah," Heath said nodding, "and Rick…Rick had all of these big ideas. He thought we were stupid and naive. We weren't being proactive enough against the undead…like he and his group were just so much smarter than all of us…all of us that were ALIVE before they came in here."

"So you remember Glenn?"

Heath nodded.

"He was cool. Low key. He kind of was the calming force whenever Rick wanted to do something stupid, which was all of the time."

"So you weren't there when Glenn and this Abraham guy were killed?" Dexter asked.

Heath shook his head.

"No. I was out on a run with Tara. She lives over at the Hilltop. But Tara's girlfriend, Denise, who was our new doctor, ended up getting killed. And you know why?"

Dexter shook his head.

"Rick offered to kill Negan and ALL of his goddamned people, for food or some shit from the Hilltop. He just tried to turn all of us into hired assassins! For food! I didn't know these people…one night Rick forced us to break into one of their 'satellite houses' and chop them up while they slept! It was bullshit! I went out on a run after that shit, ran into trouble that kept me away for years, get back and find all kinds of people dead and gone. I don't miss, Rick, sorry."

Heath glanced over at Rosita, who was shaking her head vehemently at Siddiq.

"And her…she was one chopping mofo! Her and Michonne! Look, I get what Negan is…was. But when he grabbed up Rick's group that night, they had been pulling some bullshit. The Saviors were trying to avenge their dead people."

Dexter didn't know what to say! He had never quite heard that side before.

Hell, he'd never heard it at all.

"So Glenn killed?"

"Yeah. Maggie and Carol burned some people alive. If Rick had left the shit alone, things would be different today."

"You rest." Dexter said, changing the subject. "I'll be back over to check on you later."

Heath closed his eyes and Dexter moved away from him. In the end, Negan had needed to be stopped. But it didn't sound like what happened to Glenn, would have happened if Rick's people had not started it first. That axe chopping bit at the 'satellite house', probably set Negan off.

Dexter drummed his fingers on a tray, before walking over to Siddiq, who watched Rosita hurry out of the infirmary.

"That didn't look good." Dexter noted. Siddiq looked from Rosita's retreating figure, over to Dexter.

"She's asking for Viagra."

"What?!" Dexter almost choked.

"Yes, and she doesn't want to say who it's for."

"One of the older men around here?" Dexter questioned.

"Not necessarily." Siddiq replied. "Please keep this quiet…"

"Oh of course." Dexter replied, just as the sky seemed to cloud over suddenly and hard rain came down!

"God! I hope Michonne isn't out in this!" Siddiq exclaimed.

"I'm sure she's fine." Dexter replied, unsure of where Michonne was. Apparently she was not at the Kingdom. And unfortunately, Negan was out looking for her. Rain and the sight of Negan, would be the last things Michonne would probably want to deal with.

Negan and Michonne made their way to an old library. One that Negan knew for sure, that the Saviors had used as a satellite location. They had killed the staff that remained inside, when they had refused to join their group.

Negan got off the horse, then helped Michonne down. He walked up to the door and was only mildly surprised to find it unlocked. Michonne peered at him through the raindrops.

"You've been here before?"

"It was a 'Savior' location for some of my people." Negan said and opened the door. He lead the drenched horse into the lobby, then waited for Michonne.

But she stood out in the rain.

"You didn't even bother to check if it was safe. But you didn't have to because you killed everyone here, right?" Michonne asked sarcastically. She walked in and closed the door behind her.

"We all have pasts, Chonnie." Negan said, looking around. "I seem to remember your little group whipping our asses, before we caught on to who the hell you all were."

"I don't want to talk about that."

"Oh of course not! Not when it makes you remember how much a part of things you were, back in the day. You don't want to talk about that…or our eventual fucking…"

Michonne rolled her eyes and walked past a set of alarms, to step into the actual library. There was dust everywhere. Negan left the horse in the lobby and walked in past her. He picked up a yellow basket and headed towards a large DVD collection.

"Let's pick up some movies the kids might like." he said and began peering at the titles. Michonne nodded and walked over to the children's section. There were Easy Reader books that she thought RJ could use. She then looked over at the chapter books. Judith should be reading some of these.

Meanwhile, Negan went to the 'A' section of DVD's and swept the first shelf into his basket! This would do for now. He would return for more later. He glanced around until he saw a CD section. He perused those, taking five from a jazz section, before heading over to the Children's department where Michonne was. He set his basket down and peered at the books she was looking at.

"Who's going to read those? Some of the babies?"

"No." Michonne said, perusing a paper thin book, "this is for RJ."

"Why?"

Michonne looked at him.

"What do you mean, 'why'? Because it's at his reading level."

"No it's not! It's probably at Darryl's reading level or even Dwight's, but RJ can read better than that!" Negan scoffed and took the book from her. "Jesus, Chonnie, there's like two words to every page!"

"What do you know about my son's reading level? I suppose these books here are beneath Judith?"

Negan picked up a Nancy Drew book.

"Christ! I remember these stupid ass books from when I was a kid! You could solve the mystery before the book was done! Look, I didn't want to have to tell you this, but someone left a copy of 'The Exorcist' lying around."

Michonne's eyes widened!

"Judith was reading that?!"

"No, RJ! Hell, he asked why the devil possessed that girl, you know the one played by Linda Blair in that movie…well anyway, I told him she was bad. I mean how the fuck would I know? Point is, he's at 'Exorcist' reading level. And if he's there then Judith can probably read some boring shit like Plato…actually, let me check and see if 'The Exorcist' is over in the movie area. RJ should see it."

"Uh, no he shouldn't! You're kidding me, right? Tell me you're bullshitting me? My son his reading 'The Exorcist'? Who's book is it?"

"The hell do I know! Look, he doesn't understand the concepts but he knows some of the big words. All i'm saying is put that baby shit back and find him a proper book on his level. Go to the adult area over there."

But Michonne was offended and horrified that Negan knew what her kids reading habits were more than she did! She sat with them during their lessons…

Actually, Nola taught them. She sent them to the small school she ran but she helped with homework. And RJ was not at an adult reading level.

"Cut the crap, Negan! And you're not showing my kids that movie." Michonne said coolly, picking up the Easy Reading books. She was taking them anyway. But Negan stared at her.

"What?"

"You're upset."

"Yes, I'm upset! You're implying I don't know what my kids are reading. And I don't believe you about RJ."

"You don't want to believe it. And you don't want to, because then you'd have to look at why you don't know."

"The rain is letting up. Let's find something to carry this stuff in and head back." Michonne said and walked away from him.

But Negan stayed rooted in place.

"I'm not judging you, Chonnie. I'm the last fucking person to do so. But whatever King Zeke and you are doing, is beginning to get in the way of your family. OUR family."

Michonne stopped walking and slowly turned back to face Negan.

"What did you say?"

"I said, whatever King Zeke and you…"

"No. That is not what I am talking about. We are not family. You are nothing to the kids except some larger than life guy that…"

"Oh. I'm sorry, Chonnie, I forgot to tell you: I told the kids that Rick and I were brothers! Yeah…so THEY think we're family. I told Judith that Rick locked me up because I'd done some bad things and I deserved it. But go and ask them. They think I'm they're real unc…"

Negan was cut off because Michonne had looked around, after seeing red, found two sign displays and threw them at Negan! He had to duck or he would've been hit!

"How DARE YOU! YOU…YOU…"

Negan slowly walked over to her, his facial expression no longer jeering. He looked dead serious.

"There are people that are saying that Rick isn't dead. They're saying that he ran off with that woman that ran the garbage place."

Michonne just stared at him, processing the bits of crap that had come out of Negan's mouth in such a short amount of time.

"Wh…what?"

"You remember her, don't you?"

"Yes! Her name was…Ann, I think. Father Gabriel was seeing her."

"Where is she, Chonnie?"

"I don't know. I never thought about it…" Michonne said, trailing off as a memory came to her. One in which that woman had asked to 'lay with Rick'. Negan could see that what he had told her, did not seem out of the realm of possibility. For whatever reason.

"I know you don't think I care about you. That couldn't be further from the truth. And what you're doing with Zeke…"

"I'm not doing anything with him." Michonne lied calmly. "But since you are being so nosy, I'll tell you. Ezekiel found a prison. I'm helping fix it up. The Kingdom, where it is, is not livable anymore. Ezekiel wants to surprise Carol. That's all."

"A prison? So the way there is down that path?"

"Yes."

"And you're going to trust King Zeke with all of that? Hell, Chonnie, he couldn't take care of the place he had! He'd just fuck up a prison! I say we take it for ourselves! If something happens to Alexandria, it's a back up place for us."

"There you go, Negan. Talking about taking something that belongs to someone else. Just don't say anything to Carol, okay?" Michonne requested, feeling tired suddenly. She didn't know if conversation with him just tired her out, or if it was the fact that she was lying and he just didn't seem to be buying it.

Negan could see that he had given her a lot to think about. And he wanted to let her do just that.

But there was the part of him that just wanted her. Before he could stop himself, Negan closed the distance between them, forcing Michonne back into a row of books with his nearness. He pulled her into his arms and is lips found hers in a hard, forceful kiss. And for the briefest moment, she melted, letting him have his way, until she regained control of her senses and pushed him away!

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" she huffed, moving away from him. "I'm not Debra Morgan. So you can just forget about anything happening between us."

"Because of Debra Morgan? Because of King Zeke or because of that one night? And Chonnie, you seem to be forgetting that your people started the trouble. Rick would've done the same thing…"

Suddenly, Michonne decided to teach this man/monster, who had bashed in the skulls of two friends of hers in front of her, who had killed people within Alexandria, who had denied Herschel the right to know his own father and had the nerve to be here when Rick was not, a lesson! She wrapped her arms around Negan's neck, pulled his lips to hers and kissed him with all the feeling and passion she could muster. She molded her body to his and ignored her own growing desire as she felt his rise and insistingly press into her.

Michonne then pushed him away!

"THAT, Negan, is what we could MAYBE have had, if you had a time machine and could change the past. But you can't. Now when we get back, you are damned well going to tell the kids that you are not their real uncle. You aren't going to say anything about the prison or what you 'think' is going on between Ezekiel and I. Understood?"

Negan said nothing as she let go of him, picked up the books and walked out into the hallway. There was room in her saddlebag, along with her now TWO action figures. Negan grinned as he pulled out a pack he had been wearing on his back and shoved the movies inside. Michonne then turned back to him.

"I'm going to check the back area where the employees worked. Maybe there's something else we can use." she said and began walking down a hallway. Negan called out after her.

"What day is it?"

Michonne stopped and turned to look at him.

"Tuesday, why?"

"We're fucking this weekend." Negan told her, now grinning widely. "I mean after what just happened…"

Michonne rolled her eyes and continued walking down the hallway.

"BY SUNDAY NIGHT AT THE LATEST! SATURDAY MORNING THE EARLIEST! FIND A CALENDAR SO I CAN CROSS OFF THE DAYS! BABY STEPS, CHONNIE! BABY STEPS!"