Michonne had not slept well that night. Her mind had been busy replaying situations and conversations that involved various people. But the main one that bothered her was Darryl. Darryl wanted to kill Dexter. And even though she knew it would hurt Maggie, she was beginning to think that it might not be such a bad idea, God help her.

When the first sign of morning light came through the windows, Michonne got out of bed, naked and went into the bathroom to take a shower. As soon at the door to the bathroom closed, Negan, who was also naked, rolled over and lifted his head. He could hear the shower running and yawned, momentarily ashamed that he felt lazier than fuck.

He got up and padded over to the window to look out and…

Negan's eyes widened! Darryl was coming out of Maggie's house and seemed to be moving in this direction. Towards their house. Frowning, he backed away from the window and reached for a gun he kept on the night table. He then returned to the window and saw two things:

Evil Rick staring up at him from the ground, and Dexter, coming out of his own house, coughing up blood! Negan heard something downstairs and glanced at the bathroom door, before deciding against telling Michonne anything. He ran out of the room and down the stairs, where he found Deb, crawling around and coughing up blood. On the table was a crueller pastry with blood on it!

"Shit!" Negan yelled and helped Deb up and out of the door! He was going to get her to Siddiq quickly! Evil Rick, who was eating an apple, grinned at the sight as they lurched past him. Negan didn't have time to ask him why the fuck he was in Alexandria and Darryl appeared, looking pissed off! He glared at Evil Rick!

"What's this? Negan was supposed to eat that donut!" he growled, just as Maggie came flying out of the house and over to Dexter, who she cradled on the ground! Dexter could feel himself slipping away and could not believe he let Darryl poison him! He lurched towards Deb, who was spewing blood now! Siddiq came running out, as well as Father Gabriel and Aaron! Laura and Deke looked at Rick, who was eating and figured he was the culprit.

But Maggie looked around wildly and began screaming at Darryl!

"YOU POISONED HIS COFFEE! DID MICHONNE AND THIS PIECE OF SHIT HERE COME UP WITH THIS!"

Negan gently set Deb to the ground and Siddiq confirmed that she was dead. Negan looked down at Dexter, who's lips were moving, through the blood, before his eyes became lifeless. Negan backed away and looked at Evil Rick. Darryl stared at him as well. The poison was not supposed to be this violent or public! Shit! And Negan was still alive!

Maggie began to take gasping breaths, as Harrison ran out, screaming! The screaming, is what woke Judith and RJ, who began yelling. Their yelling, caused Michonne to turn off the shower. She got out, put on a robe and ran to the window. She could not make sense of what she was seeing…

Was that Dexter and Deb lying out on the ground? Dead? What the hell? Rick…Rick was here too? Who let him in? Her eyes took in a hysterical Maggie and Harrison and Michonne turned and ran out of her room and to Judith and RJ's rooms! RJ was in a panic but Judith looked stoic.

"Daddy is back. He's back and he doesn't look sorry about what happened to Deb or Dexter." she said matter-of-factly. How the hell could Michonne have thought for a minute, that he was really HER Rick? Her Rick wouldn't have done anything like this!

"I want you to stay here. Both of you. Don't come out of this house. Understand?"

Judith and RJ nodded and Michonne left them to hurry down the stairs. She took her katana off of the wall and joined the fray outside. Negan looked over at her and she could see the shock in his eyes. She didn't think she had ever seen him look like that before.

"What happened here? How did you get in here?" Michonne asked, facing Evil Rick head on.

"I used to live here, remember?" Evil Rick said and Negan suddenly snatched Michonne's katana out of her hands and swung it at Evil Rick's neck! His head came clean off…right before Negan awoke! He sat up and looked over at Michonne, who was asleep. It had to be maybe two or three in the morning. He got up, put on a robe and looked out of the window.

Everything was quiet. He glanced over at the guard tower and saw figure standing in it. Negan couldn't make out who it was though. He turned away from the window and left the room, closing the door quietly behind him. He looked in on Judith, who was sleeping with her hat on. He crept in, took the hat off of her and pulled a blanket over her more securely. Negan then left her room, closing the door partially, and went into RJ's room…

He was surprised to find Harrison on the floor in a sleeping bag, next to RJ's bed. There were old comic books on the floor as well. Negan eyed Harrison. He had had no idea that he was even in the house and wondered if Deb knew?

Negan left RJ's room and headed downstairs to the kitchen. He found Deb in there, feasting on late night snack consisting of some of the food brought back from Mount Falls. Deb eyed him.

"I could fix you a plate?" she asked and Negan shook his head tiredly and sat in a chair. Deb brought her plate over to the table and began eating. She then stopped as she realized Negan was staring at her.

"What?"

Negan leaned forward.

"What did you say Dexter did for a living before the world went to shit? He was a cop or something?"

"I was a cop. A detective. Dexter was a blood splatter specialist."

"What the hell is that? He got paid for knowing that blood splatters?"

"No," Deb said, sighing, "sometimes when someone is killed, the blood can give us a clue as to how they were murdered."

Negan nodded.

"Why are you asking me that?" Deb asked, suddenly not hungry anymore. Negan was different. Different and not in a good way.

"Did you know that Harrison was here?"

"No. I thought he was with Dexter and Maggie?"

"You know, Harrison is probably here because no one explained that shit with his mother. Or his mother from another universe, getting killed. Dexter just waltzed in, back with a woman that cheated on him, as if nothing ever happened. Clearly the kid isn't buying it."

"Look, Negan, I know that I shouldn't be here either. Harrison and I will leave…"

"Deb, you're welcome to stay here. Michonne and I don't care about that."

Deb suddenly began to feel uneasy now.

"Michonne and you? What's going on, Negan?"

"What's going on is that one minute Dexter, Madison, Maggie, Rita and I are in the prison, with a group of people from another universe. Suddenly, Rita is found dead. Another guy named Miguel is found dead and someone offed Madison."

"So what? You're saying that you think Dexter killed those people?"

"I know he killed Miguel. He said he knew him from this time. Did you know him too?"

"Yes."

"And? How did he die here? And don't fuck with me, Deb, because I know he is dead!"

"Someone killed him. I don't know why you're focused on Dexter. That Rick with amnesia guy killed someone and is missing! He wants the kids to go back with him to that other place. Maybe you need to be worried about that."

"Don't tell me what I need to be worried about." Negan said, leaning forward. "Because Dex has had a serial killer/batshit crazy vibe about him from the moment I met him. And you've been covering for him. I take it no one in your police department ever knew about him?"

"There was nothing to know. I don't where you're getting this shit about Dexter, but like I said before, Harrison and I will be leaving." she said and stood up.

Negan stood up as well.

"You need to convince Dexter and Maggie to leave Alexandria. Your killer brother can't stay here. I don't know that he just killed Miguel at this prison. I don't know who killed Rita but I think it was either Dexter or Maggie. Now I want them the fuck out of here! And honestly, I don't think they need to be taking care of children but that's not my call."

"You have some fucking nerve!" Deb hissed. "You have bashed people's skulls in for no reason…"

"But Dexter has reasons, right? I did what I did to keep people in line. To make some sense out of this fucked up world that suddenly didn't make sense. I had rules to what I did."

"Dexter has rules too."

Negan lifted a brow.

"Wow, Deb. That's the closest you've ever come to admitting that I was right about him."

Deb got up and picked up her plate, heading towards the trash…

"Bitch, don't you dare throw that food away. Just leave it there. I'll take care of it." he said in a slow deliberate voice.

Deb turned, threw the food at him and flung the plate in the sink! She then hurried out of the kitchen and up the stairs! She had to find Harrison so they could get the fuck up out of this house NOW! And she needed to talk to Dexter and Maggie. All Negan had to do was spread it around that he thought Dexter was a serial killer, and they wouldn't be able to stay here.

Dexter opened the door to Deb and Harrison, who he thought had been in his room…

"What's going on?" Dexter asked, looking at Harrison. "Where were you?"

Harrison said nothing to him. He walked past his father and up the stairs. He passed Maggie, who was on her way down.

"Hey, Deb!" Maggie said, yawning.

Deb walked into the living room and sat down, dropping luggage loudly on the floor.

"I just had a late night 'chat' with Negan. He wants both of you out of here."

"What?" Maggie half laughed. "Well he isn't in charge of anything around here."

"No. Michonne is." Deb said. "And I get the fucking feeling he was speaking for both of them."

Maggie looked confused but Dexter wasn't. And Maggie could see that.

"What is it?" she asked.

"Michonne wants us both gone. So we can spare Darryl's feelings." Dexter said, trying to hide his contempt at that notion.

"Yeah, well, Negan told me he wants you gone because he thinks you're a serial killer. He also thinks that either you or Maggie killed that other Rita. I think we should go. This Mount Falls has good food and a lot of people."

"So we're supposed to leave because Negan wants us to go?" Dexter asked sardonically. Maggie shook her head.

"THEY are welcome to leave. But this is our home too. And if Michonne wants to bring this to a council vote, then let her. She won't win. Deb, your old room is ready. I'll make sure Harrison is in bed." Maggie said and headed up the stairs. Dexter looked at Deb.

"You heard my wife."

"Dexter!" Deb hissed. "Let it go! If this goes before a vote, then Michonne and Negan will spread all of that shit around about how many people they think you really killed at the prison! I don't want to live like that!"

"Then don't. If you want to go to Mount Falls, do so. With my blessing."

"Okay. But I want to take Harrison with me."

"No. Surely you didn't think I'd go for that."

"And surely you don't think you can live with Harrison here, with people thinking you're a killer, do you? Dexter, he's going to wonder if you killed his mother, if we continue to stay here and he hears that kind of talk. And he will."

Dexter said nothing for a short while.

Then he said something that surprised Deb.

"Okay. I'll leave with you in the morning."

"Really?" Deb asked, surprised that he was agreeing to this.

"Yes. Why don't you go to bed. I just want to make sure everything is secure." Dexter said, allowing Deb to pull him into a hug, before watching her head upstairs. He stared at the stairs for a long while after she had went up them, before walking in the opposite direction—to the basement. He walked down the steps slowly, walked across the room and then opened the door to the secret room Darryl had once been staying in. Dexter turned on the light.

Darryl and Evil Rick were tied up, back to back, unconscious, no thanks to the trusty drug he had used on Miguel in the prison! He had been looking out of the window when he saw Michonne leave the infirmary. He had still been looking out when he saw Evil Rick and Darryl, ease out, like ten minutes later. It had taken Dexter little, precious time, to get his kill room ready.

It had also taken him little, precious time to subdue each of the men. He had left the house, unbeknownst to Maggie or Herschel, and confronted Darryl, who had been up in the guard tower. He had told him that Maggie wanted to be with Darryl and that he would be leaving Alexandria with Harrison. Darryl had been surprised and shocked—so much so that he dropped his guard and Dexter was able to inject him with his usual, knock out drug. He then hoisted Darryl over his shoulder and carefully climbed down the ladder with him. Then, under the cover of darkness, he returned to the house with him, went to the basement and tied him to a chair.

Dexter then went to look for Evil Rick.

Low and behold, he found him staring up at Michonne and Negan's bedroom window! The fuck had clearly been planning something when Dexter used the element of surprise to sneak up on him, inject him, then carry him over his shoulder, back to his home. He went to the basement, tied Evil Rick to a chair and then tied them both together.

Dexter closed the door to the room as he saw both men, starting to come out of it. He walked to a table where he kept a meat saw, and picked up a picture of Maggie and moved it so that Darryl would see it when he awoke. Evil Rick was dying because Dexter had no doubt, that if he was not killed now, some innocent person would probably die by his hand, soon enough. Dexter was sorry he had no picture to shove in front of him.

Negan wandered around the house, restless after his tiff with Deb and that dream. The dream where in which Michonne and Darryl, for some reason, seemed to think that Evil Rick was the one that had left here, years ago. Then again, dreams could be strange that way. Maybe there was nothing to any of that.

He plopped down on to the couch in the TV room and looked through a bunch of DVD's, none of which fit the mood he was in. Negan was about to turn off the light and go back upstairs, when Michonne entered the room, wearing a robe.

"Was Deb up too?" she asked, looking around.

"Yeah. She moved out."

Michonne's eyes widened!

"In the middle of the night?"

"Yes."

"Okay. What's going on? Did you two get into it?"

"What's going on," Negan said, "is that I asked her some real questions about Dexter and she gave me attitude. With Amnesia Rick running loose and Evil Rick pissed off about Madison, we don't need trouble around here."

Michonne said nothing for a moment, studying his features. She then spoke.

"Dexter really bothers you, doesn't it? I mean you acted as if we could just live with this man if we didn't piss him off, but it's more than that now, isn't it?"

"Chonnie, we don't know who killed who in that prison. Dexter admitted to killing Miguel but that was it. I don't know who really killed Rita or Madison. And Maggie is just a little too quick to dump Darryl. I think she knew what Dexter was the whole time." he said. It was very damned likely that Maggie married him, hoping to use Dexter to kill him.

"So Deb got offended and left?"

Negan said back down.

"Harrison was here. On RJ's floor. I'm telling you, that kid knows something isn't right and didn't want to stay with them."

"Alright. What do you want to do about it?" Michonne asked.

"I think we need to get rid of Dexter. Our own way. Just take him someplace and be done with him."

"And Maggie? She'll know." Michonne said.

"And? Like I give a fuck! She can pick a better husband next time!"

Michonne slowly sat down next to him.

"Okay, let's just not decide anything right now. Come on. We'll go back upstairs…"

Michonne had been about to grab his hand but he pulled away.

"What?" she asked, frowning.

"Do you think that Evil Rick is 'The' Rick? The one that left all those years ago?"

"Why would you think that I thought that?"

"Answer my question, Chonnie."

Michonne said nothing and looked away. Negan slowly stood up.

"Did Darryl put that in your head? That Evil Rick was the real Rick?"

"Negan, where are you getting this from?"

Negan rubbed his hands over his face and sighed.

"I'm sorry. I had a fucked up dream and it just got to me, I guess."

Michonne stood up as well.

"The real problem is that we still have too many problems. Why don't you run the shower and I'll join you, okay?"

"Why? It's hours before we get up."

Michonne smiled.

"Who's says we're 'getting up'? Just go run the shower." she said and Negan smiled at her, gave her a quick kiss and hurried to the stairs to do as he was told. Once he was out of sight, Michonne began to pick up the slightly messy room, when the front door opened and Dexter walked in, without knocking! Michonne dropped a toy of RJ's and stared him down.

"Did Deb forget something? Like telling you to knock?"

Dexter took off some gloves that had blood on them, and tossed them on a table. Michonne just stared at the gloves for a whole minute, before addressing Dexter again.

"What have you done?" she asked hoarsely.

"Maggie and I are leaving. Deb will most likely be coming with us. I knew that would make you happy, Michonne."

"What would make me 'happy', is if you explained who's blood is on those gloves?"

"Darryl's. And Evil Rick's. He got into Alexandria somehow. You know, I found him looking up at your window."

"You killed Darryl? You killed Darryl!" she hissed.

"And your precious Evil Rick." Dexter said inching closer to her. "I'm going to leave the cover-up to Negan and you."

"If you think Maggie is going to leave with you once she finds out you killed two people, you've got another thing coming!"

"And if you think my wife is going to believe you over me, after you hooked up with Negan, think again, Michonne. I'm going to leave the bodies in our basement. Once we leave, you are going to somehow, dispose of those bodies without anyone being the wiser. And if you don't do as I've told you to do, then we will come back and I will tell a different story: that Negan threatened to kill my son and wife if we didn't leave here. I'll then let it slip that I think that Negan also might have killed Darryl and that's why no one has seen him…"

"You are out of your mind!" Michonne snapped, trying not to glance at the katana on the wall.

"So are you if you think you can reach the sword before I snap your neck." Dexter said. He then looked past Michonne and saw Negan. He had thought Chonnie had taken a bit too long to get upstairs to the shower.

"Dex. What's with the late night visit?" he asked with a calm he was struggling to feel. His eyes took in the bloody gloves on the front hall table, before he looked at Dexter again.

"Michonne will explain it. Somehow, I don't think you'll take the news as badly as she is." Dexter said wryly, before turning and walking out. He closed the door softly behind him. Negan moved to where Michonne was.

"What? What did he say? Who's blood is that on those gloves?"

"Darryl and Evil Rick's! He came in here and told me that he killed them both and he wants US to get rid of their bodies! He and Maggie are leaving tomorrow…oh my God!" Michonne whispered. She was shaking! She realized it hurt her that Darryl was dead. Darryl was dead. Evil Rick…it was Darryl that had been lost! And all because Maggie had brought that maniac into Alexandria!

Negan turned away from her and walked to a front hall closet. He pulled out Lucille and then looked back at her.

"Get your sword off the wall, Chonnie! It's time to shut this fuck down, once and for all."