RED RIVER ROCK PRISON-

Evil Michonne eyed Rita, Maggie and Madison, before turning to talk to Andrea, who looked distressed.

"It's not true." she told her. Andrea took a deep breath and answered.

"What? That the Rick that was actually in love with me, has made a life with that woman over there? This isn't going to work! The Rick we're going to take back doesn't love me! He can't remember anything! Maybe we should just let him go."

"What are you talking about? The man we're taking back is the man you slept with, right? Then HE'S the father of your child. And to be blunt, I don't care if we see the real Rick again. You see that woman over there? The one named Madison? She looks stressed out as hell! That's how Lorie looked when she was married to him. Now this world smells like living hell and garbage! Let's get our people and go home, Andrea." Evil Michonne said in an almost soothing voice.

"What about you?" Andrea now whispered, eyeing Rita, who was grinning maniacally at them.

"What about me?"

"I've seen Miguel looking at you!"

"He was looking at me as a replacement fuck for Rita. Rita is back…"

"Michonne, there is another Dexter! You have enough problems with Shane! Not to mention that Rita still hates you for sleeping with HER Dexter! Look at her! She's staring at us!" Andrea hissed, putting her hands protectively over her pregnant stomach.

"The bitch doesn't bother me." Evil Michonne said coolly. "Look, why don't you sit down over there and I'll ask that dark haired one what her story is. Someone said she's actually Dexter's wife."

Andrea nodded and sat down at a table as Evil Michonne approached Maggie and Madison.

"So," Evil Michonne drawled, "you're Dexter's wife? And you want to come back with us to live with him?"

"No." Maggie said, unable to believe that she was looking at a second Michonne. "I want to come with you to find my first husband. Glenn."

Evil Michonne raised a brow.

"Uh, Glenn Rhee?"

Maggie's eyes widened!

"Yes! So he is there?"

"Yes. He's a congressman." she said, now frowning. "Oh my God! You're THAT Maggie!"

"What does that mean?" Madison asked. She liked Maggie and thought what she wanted to do was a terrible idea.

"It means that you're Glenn's first wife. The one that was murdered by her sister, Beth."

Maggie gasped and began to hyperventilate! Madison grabbed her arm and steered her away from Evil Michonne to sit down! Rita joined Evil Michonne.

"What happened over here?" she asked.

"I told her the truth about Congressman Rhee. She probably would've passed out if I had told her the rest." Evil Michonne said, turning away from Maggie and Madison and facing Rita.

"None of them can come back with us. You know that, don't you? Just Rick."

"You're not running things, Michonne. I am. And I say that we take Dexter, and our son, with us."

"Your son? Oh Jesus…so another Rita managed to give Dexter the evil spawn you couldn't? Nice. Nice and hell no, bitch, so say goodbye to this Dexter and your idea of bringing anyone else into our world."

Rita folded her arms.

"You don't think I know what you were doing when you snuck into this world? You're wanted for murder, Michonne. So you are going to go along with what I want. Otherwise, you'll be left here to answer for your crimes." she said before walking off. Evil Michonne rubbed the back of her neck, then reached inside her leather jacket and fingered a knife she kept there. Rita might not be making it back home with them.

Negan, Dexter, Miguel and Phillip Blake, were in an office that they assumed was the warden's. There was plenty of liquor there too…

Morgan had disappeared someplace with Eugene, which could be a good or bad thing.

Dexter, however, kept his eye on Miguel as he drank. That was not lost on Miguel…

"You keep staring at me." Miguel said, setting down his glass.

"Do I?" Dexter asked, continuing to drink. Negan eyed the two men, sensing trouble. But Phillip, a.k.a The Governor, who was used to trouble, ignored them and addressed Negan.

"So tell me how you ended up with another version of Michonne?"

Negan dragged his gaze off of Dexter and Miguel to answer Phillip.

"You sound surprised?"

"Well, it's just that Michonne, or the one I know, isn't in to men that have strong willed personalities. And if they do, by the time she's through with them, they're weakened."

Negan grinned!

"From what I hear, her being 'strong willed' is the least of her problems. I heard she's some kind of serial killer. At least she is here."

Phillip paused before answering.

"I guess she could be capable of that. So could our Dexter."

"Yeah this one here isn't that far behind yours." Negan snorted. "So, what's with you and the pregnant one?"

"She's carrying Rick's child. Only he could give a damn about her. He was always looking for ways to escape and come back here."

"So she's pregnant with Amnesia Rick's kid?" Negan noted more than asked.

"Yes, though the other one was into her too. You said he's where?" Phillip asked casually. He was thinking of staying and killing that Rick, so that he could ensure he did not come between him and what he wanted from Andrea, again.

"He's in a town called Mount Falls. Like I said, I wish to fuck you'd take him too so we could live in peace." Negan said, sipping his drink. He then glanced over at Dexter and Miguel.

They were gone.

"Shit!" Negan exclaimed.

Then the lights began flashing off and on, before the power died.

"Shit!" Negan and Phillip Blake said in unison. Phillip suddenly grabbed Negan and put him in a headlock, knowing damned well that Negan's people were responsible for this, and were up to something! Negan remembered where the bottle of whiskey had been on the desk, fumbled for it and reached behind him to smash it against Phillips's head! Phillip's hold on him disappeared and Negan saw him, in the dim light, drop to the floor. There was still sunlight outdoors, but oddly, not much of it came in through many of the windows. Then again, prison wasn't supposed to be a sunny place anyway.

Negan kicked at Phillip, saw he was out like the damned lights in this place, and left the room, very carefully. Somehow he knew Dexter was responsible for whatever was going on around here and he had to find him. Negan had to find him and avoid the other murdering asses he could run in to, on his way to wherever Dexter was.

Dexter pocketed the syringe he had brought from Alexandria, very carefully, then stared at Miguel's dead body, which was limp and cooling off in an electric chair. He didn't think any prison had one of these anymore. Lucky for him, this one did.

Miguel's death and been quick and easier than he had anticipated. Rita had mentioned that Miguel had made his interest in her clear. And Dexter could see that his eyes never left her when they arrived. So it was easy for him to lure Miguel away from Negan and Phillip, with the promise of hooking up with Rita. Dexter had told him that Maggie was his wife and that he needed for Miguel to talk to Rita about keeping out of his marriage—something Miguel had been only too happy to do.

Until they reached the room where the electric chair had been. The men had passed this room on their way to the warden's office, giving Dexter a creative way of killing Miguel. Without his 'kill table' supplies, this improvise would have to do.

In some ways, it was better.

He had injected Miguel in the back of his neck, watched him drop, dragged him over to the chair and strapped him in. Dexter did tell him why he was killing him, when he awoke, something Miguel protested before Dexter pulled the lever and electrocuted him. Unfortunately, it seemed that the power was being affected by his act of murder…

"What the fuck!" he heard Negan curse in the semi darkness. "Who the hell is that in that chair?"

Dexter glanced at Negan casually over his shoulder.

"Miguel."

"Uh, why?"

"Well, I knew Miguel from my own home town. I never liked him."

"And I suppose he's dead here too?" Negan asked wryly.

"Yes. He was murdered."

"Yeah," Negan said, drawing out the word, "well you see we're in a fuck world of trouble here! Phillip tried to kill me when the lights went screwy!"

"And I see you're not dead." Dexter said blithely.

"Yeah. And neither is he. And when he awakes and finds out what happened…"

Negan's words were cut off by a scream! Dexter ran from the room! That was Maggie! Negan followed Dexter down two winding hallways, until they reached an exercise room. Maggie was standing over Rita's body. She was lying on the floor, a set of bar bells near her head.

Additionally, her throat had been slashed. Dexter squared his jaw, then looked at Maggie.

"Maggie? What happened here?" he asked calmly. Negan checked her to make sure she was dead and she sure as shit was! Shit!

"I went looking for you when the power starting going in and out! I just found her here."

"You just found her, hey?" Negan asked with disbelief. Maggie faced him.

"I don't owe you any answers about anything!" she almost hissed, before facing Dexter again. Dexter could tell just from a cursory examination, that Rita had no head wound. The bar bells almost appeared like a clumsy attempt to make it look as if she had been struck with them. Rita had definitely been killed when someone slashed her throat. And yet, he did not think that Maggie was capable of such a thing.

"Someone else did this. Probably Killer Michonne. Where is she?" Dexter asked in a cold voice.

"I don't know. Rita and her left to find you all when the power went out."

"Where's Eugene?" Negan asked. "He's our ride out of here!"

"Not mine," Maggie said firnly," I'm leaving with…"

"With Killer Michonne and Andrea?" Dexter asked skeptically. "No, Maggie. You can't. And you have Herschel to think of."

"What are you saying?" Maggie asked, eyeing Dexter. "That you're not going there either?"

"I was never really going there. I was attracted to Rita but there is no way I'd let a woman like her, be my son's mother. And you have to think about what kind of 'Glenn' you'd be running in to, if you went there."

"Yes," Negan said in a bored voice, "this is all nice and sweet, but we need to get the fuck out of here before we end up like Rita and Miguel! By my count they have three to our three."

"Four." Dexter corrected him, "There's Madison. Where is she?"

"I left her with Andrea."

Dexter and Negan gave her a look.

"For God's sakes, she's pregnant! Madison can handle her! And she's harmless and she cries a lot. Madison is fine!" Maggie protested. It also just occurred to her that Negan had just admitted that Miguel was dead. How?

But unfortunately, no, Madison had not been able to handle her. Though Negan's first thought was when he saw Madison's body, was that the pregnant bitch had probably surprised her. There was some kind of knife jutting out of Madison's chin and her eyes looked as if she were still shocked shitless. Negan clenched his jaw and looked over at Dexter and Maggie. Dexter had his arms around Maggie as if they were back together as man and wife. Negan shook his head. Stranger things had happened. Like Madison's death.

"Evil Rick isn't going to like this shit." Negan said coolly.

"I thought 'Evil Rick' was after Michonne and could care less about Madison." Dexter noted wryly. "I mean if anything, he's just going to pant after Michonne even more, now that Madison is gone."

Negan eyed him.

"You know, you're good with murder, Dex, I have to hand it to you. You can stage bodies and make people disappear like no one's business. But when it comes to relationship shit, you suck. Hence, your current situation."

"Just say what you want to say!" Maggie snapped.

"Oh it's not obvious to you, either? Evil Rick may have been relieved of one less woman to lie to, but that doesn't mean he's going to like it! He did care for Madison and this shit is going to piss him off! Not to mention that murdering pregnant ass, is nowhere to be found! Pregnant ass and Evil Michonne have gone like the fucking wind! So we can't tell him some pregnant chick killed his woman and disappeared!" Negan snapped back.

"Yes we can. Because none of these people are unfamiliar to him. He knows Andrea and he knows she's jealous. He knows his Michonne is crazy…really, this is his fault for not staying around and helping us." Dexter informed them.

Negan looked around.

"We need to make sure that everyone IS actually gone from here! I left Phil on the floor in the Warden's office. We need to find Eugene and get back to Alexandria."

The sound of a helicopter approaching, caused the three of them to rush to a window! Evil Rick's helicopter had returned and landed on the other side of the gate entrance.

The first thing Evil Rick and Michonne saw, was the dead body of Tyrese Williams, lying by the guard's booth. Michonne recognized part of a torn shirt that Amnesia Rick had been wearing, lying near his body. Good God! Had he done that to Tyrese?

Evil Rick peered down at the two screwdrivers that had been used to gouge out Tyrese's eyes, then looked around uneasily drawing his gun. Michonne pulled an unused gun off of Tyrese's body and began heading towards the prison, when suddenly a helicopter swopped down in a diving motion near them both, it's intent clear…

"That's that crazy fuck, Morgan!" Evil Rick yelled and grabbed Michonne's arm! They ran for a storage unit and found Eugene already inside, cowering with fear!

"Eugene!" Michonne exclaimed. "Thank God! Where is everyone else? Up at the prison?"

"I think so! I was with Morgan looking for fuel and he seemed nice before he did a total 180 degrees and turned crazy on me!"

"Morgan doesn't 'turn crazy' he is crazy!" Evil Rick sneered. "You should have killed him when you had the chance!"

"I never got the chance!" Eugene whined. Michonne touched his arm.

"It's okay. Did you see what happened to the other Rick? Tyrese is dead and it looks like he did it!"

Eugene gave her skeptical look!

"I highly doubt the probability of that! Your counterpart and Andrea probably did it! They're the ones that probably told Morgan to kill anyone that came in here."

Michonne didn't like the sound of any of this! And there was no time to wait around for half assed explanations! Eugene didn't know shit about anyone being dead, which meant that he couldn't tell her how many people they were facing off against around here! She would have to find out for herself.

Michonne suddenly dashed out of the door, before Evil Rick could grab her to stop her, or Eugene could finish his long pitched scream. She pointed her gun up towards Morgan's helicopter, fired at two blades and then watched as the flying machine weaved and whirled drunkenly, before crashing to the ground and exploding! Evil Rick and Eugene emerged from the storage unit. Evil Rick nodded, impressed. Eugene babbled like a fearful Fred Flintstone, but kept close to them.

Michonne watched the flames from the crashed helicopter grow and then…then she saw her.

Michonne saw the version of herself. Through the flames.

She was not alone. There were two other figures with her, but she saw the evil version of herself staring back at her.

Then the woman gave Michonne the middle finger, before seemingly disappearing! Evil Rick squinted.

"I saw that. She gave you the finger."

Michonne turned to him, raising a brow.

"Yes. I saw that too. Now where did they go? Is the portal here on the prison grounds?"

"I have never seen this place before in my life. You see the fire is spreading and they're using it as cover to get away." Evil Rick explained.

"So you saw she was not alone? Who else was with her?" Michonne asked, hoping like hell Maggie hadn't went with them! Suddenly, Dexter, Maggie and Negan came running towards them! Michonne found herself running to meet them…and Negan's hard embrace! Evil Rick watched the two of them with contempt, before looking around.

"Where's Maddie?" he asked.

Negan cleared his throat, let go of Michonne and faced Evil Rick.

"Either Evil Michonne or Evil Pregnant Andrea, killed her. Sorry."

Michonne gasped!

"Where is she?" she asked.

"Back in the cafeteria. They all turned batshit crazy on us." Negan half lied. Michonne noted that he and Dexter exchanged a look and she knew that Dexter was somehow involved in all of this too.

"Where is Rita?" Michonne asked.

"Evil Michonne killed her too." Dexter said quietly. He suddenly thought of Harrison, who he hoped he could explain this to. Or maybe Maggie could help him. He clasped Maggie's hand and she squeezed it. Michonne noted their closeness and said nothing. Darryl was not going to like this at all.

"Those. Fucking. Bitches." was Evil Rick's response the news. "You take me to Maddie. You take me to her NOW!"

Maggie intervened.

"Come on. I'll show you." she said and the two of them walked off. Dexter watched them for a moment, before looking at Eugene.

"Where is our helicopter?" he asked.

"Safe. Morgan showed me some prison supplies we could use at Alexandria. He was alright until he was around…well…your evil version, Michonne. Then he changed."

Michonne had nothing to say to that. Eugene turned and walked off and Dexter turned back to Negan and Michonne.

"I don't suppose you know who killed Morgan there?" he asked sarcastically, referring to the burning helicopter, "Did Evil Rick do that?"

"No. I did." Michonne told him. "And I find it a bit hard to believe that my 'evil counterpart' killed so many people. Did you give her a little help?"

"Ouch, Michonne! That hurts! I didn't even know Maddie."

Michonne moved away from Negan and walked up to Dexter.

"When this is over, you need to take Maggie, and the kids, and leave. Mount Falls is a nice place. You might want to head there."

"Are you asking me to leave?" Dexter asked coyly, looking at her in a way that Negan didn't like. Negan ran interference.

"No! Chonnie's just tired. Aren't you tired, Chonnie?" Negan asked, hoping that she wasn't acting this way because she had been forced to fuck Evil Rick in Mount Falls!

"I'm tired," Michonne said, "of what Maggie and you are about to pull on Darryl. Darryl and I don't always see eye to eye, but he's my boy. And I don't want to see him fucked with. And if Maggie and you are back together, then you need to make that very clear to him."

"I'll take that under consideration, Michonne. You know, my gently letting down an adulterer. Darryl needs to apologize to me, not the other way around. Now, if you will excuse me, I'm just going to go and make sure Maggie is okay." Dexter said and slowly turned away from Negan and Michonne. He sincerely hoped that Michonne was not going to make problems for him or worse yet, become a problem for him.

Negan sighed and pulled on Michonne's arm, turning her back towards him.

"Chonnie, we both know he's crazy. He killed one of them in there, by strapping him in to the electric chair and turning on the juice. Don't fuck with him."

"I meant what I said." Michonne said. "I think he and Maggie need to leave. If he's as bad as we think he is, then more people are going to end up dead. And we don't even know how or why he chooses his victims."

"I think," Negan reluctantly admitted, "that he knew Miguel from before. Chonnie, none of us or innocent here."

"I know that. And I know we used Dexter to help us. But…I just think we could lessen our problems if Maggie and Dexter lived someplace else. I hope we don't have to have a council vote. Because we might not win." Michonne said, more to herself than him. But Negan grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to him.

"Tell me what happened in Mount Falls? You weren't talking about throwing anyone out of Alexandria before you ended up there." Negan noted.

Michonne pulled on his shirt.

"I met your 'twin'." she smiled. "How come you never said you had a twin brother?"

Negan rolled his eyes!

"Which one?"

"Which one, what?"

"Which brother did you meet? I just assumed they all died when the world went to hell."

Michonne frowned.

"Your twin, Negan! You only have one!"

"Uh, no! I have four others."

Michonne's mouth dropped open in shock!

"Wh…what? That would mean…"

"Yeah, my mother had quintuplets. My father could only take it for so long and then left when we were teenagers. I only liked one of my brothers…"

"His name was John."

Negan rolled his eyes again!

"Yeah, not him. He's the priest. He's living in Rick's town?"

"Negan, Rick does not know he's there! I mean the town is so big…I want to invite him to visit Alexandria."

Negan's expression was neutral.

"You want to invite, who, to visit Alexandria?"

"Your brother, John."

"Uh…no."

"Negan, he might know if your other brothers are alive! And I think he would be a good person to know!"

Negan eyed her suspiciously.

"A good person to know? Why? Because he's a priest? We have a man of the cloth in Alexandria so that's not necessary. My brother is not necessary." Negan said matter-of-factly.

Michonne touched his face with both hands and kissed him gently. She then let go of him.

"Okay. We'll leave that alone. For now. I think we need to make sure Rick gets Maddie back to Mount Falls. Her kids are not going to be too happy about this." Michonne noted, thinking of how Nick was going to take this. He already thought something sinister was going on between herself and Rick. Maddie's death would probably help exacerbate that line of thought.

ALEXANDRIA-

Much of the barbecue and drink that Negan and Eugene had brought back from Mount Falls, had been eaten by Alexandria townspeople, while they had all been gone! Negan was a bit pissed off that they had been out risking their lives for the very safety of this place, and people had been lying around here eating and drinking! What would have happened if those other universe weirdos had stormed this place? Half the townspeople would have been too drunk or full to fight back!

Luckily, Deb had saved some and Negan sat with her, Judith and RJ in their house. Herschel and Harrison were back at home with their parents and Michonne stood out on the porch, watching the infirmary, where Darryl was still recovering. She had seen Maggie go in there, then leave after about 15 minutes. Michonne turned and walked back in the house.

"I'm going to go and see how Darryl is doing." she said. Deb eyed her.

"I was over there earlier. He's doing good. You should eat." she said.

"Yes, Chonnie," Negan said, now feeling annoyed at what he deemed was her over worrying of Darryl, "Darryl is a big boy. He'll be fine."

Judith looked from Negan to Michonne. Something else was going on here. This was not just about Uncle Darryl being stabbed. But she decided to forget about it for now, as she slowly picked up a barbecued chicken leg and chewed on it.

Michonne turned and walked out of the house anyway and Negan stood up abruptly, threw down his napkin and went after her! She didn't get down the porch before he caught up with her!

"Chonnie, I know it sucks but he'll be fine! Let's just let it go and stay out of it!"

"I know you hate Darryl. But you have to understand…"

"No, Chonnie, you need to understand, Dexter! Did you see the way he looked at you at the prison? It was like he was actually considering killing you! I could see it in his eyes! For all we know he blames you for what Evil Michonne did to Rita!"

"I saw it," Michonne said calmly, "which is why he needs to leave. And I need to make sure that Darryl isn't his final victim before he leaves."

"He's not going to leave because you want him to. And he's definitely not leaving because Darryl wants him to as well. Now let's just finish dinner. Quietly. I can tell Judith has a thousand questions and we're going to have to tell her something." Negan said. Michonne relented and went back inside the house, Negan's arm around her protectively. Later on that evening, in the privacy of their room, she gave into Negan's need to bury himself inside of her. Negan planned to take his time and have her as many times and ways, as possible, and Michonne's body jolted in response to each one of his varying thrusts.

When Negan's need for her was sated and she lay in the cocoon of his arms, Michonne eased out of his hold and left their bed. She dressed quickly, checked on the kids and left the house. She headed over to the infirmary and did not notice that Dexter, who happened to be up, saw her walking over there from his window. His and Maggie's bedroom, where they had just spent several hours making love. Dexter's eyes did not leave her form and he almost willed her to notice that she was watching him.

Michonne entered the infirmary and nodded to Siddiq, who looked at her with surprise.

"Michonne? Are you hurt?"

Darryl awoke and sat up.

"She's here for me." he said knowingly. Darryl was the only patient there and Michonne looked at Siddiq.

"Why don't you go to bed? I'll look after him and lock up when I leave."

Siddiq nodded as well and padded off to bed. Once he was gone, Michonne pulled up a chair.

"How are you?"

"Scared shitless for Maggie."

"I know." Michonne said.

"Then you know we have to get rid of him, right? Darryl asked carefully. "Because you've been buddy-buddy with him this whole time."

"I have not been 'buddy-buddy' with him. But he did help us with some things. Things that I couldn't bring myself to do."

"Carol didn't kill Zeke. You know that now, don't you?"

Michonne grasped his hand.

"I more than know it. But Maggie would never forgive us if we killed Dexter. We can't go that route. I think they need to leave and…"

"Leave?! No! No, she'll end up like his first wife! No! Something has to be done about him now!"

Michonne squeezed his hand.

"Listen, get rested and we'll talk about this tomorrow. It's not going to help anything for you to get worked up about this…"

"You need to leave Negan as well." Darryl said, looking her in the eye pointedly. "I should have never ran off when you all needed me. Both Maggie and you needed me. I'm back now. I'm really back. And Dexter and Negan need to leave here on foot, or they can go to ground. The choice will be theirs." Darryl said with determination.

Michonne pulled her hand from his.

"Get better. We'll talk tomorrow." she said, realizing that she may have made a mistake coming there. She turned off a light and left, locking up as promised. Darryl painfully sat up so he could watch Michonne's retreating form from a window. After a few moments, he spoke.

"Did you get all of that?" he asked and Evil Rick came out of the darkness. Siddiq had not realized he had been hiding in his midst. No one knew that he was within the walls of Alexandria.

"I got it. I got all of it. Tomorrow we kill Dexter and Negan and take Maggie and Michonne out of here and to Mount Falls. To start a new life." Evil Rick said as Darryl nodded. Darryl, who had the same odd feeling that Michonne had had, that THIS guy, was their Rick Grimes.