It's a long one.

The two strange men sat themselves down at the bar and poured themselves a drink. Glenn and Rick has moved Lily behind them away from the strange men because they did not hide the fact that they were interested in her.

"I'm Dave," the thinner of the men introduced themselves. "That scrawny-looking douce bag over there is Tony." Tony was not scrawny.

"Eat me, Dave."

"Hey, maybe some day I will. We met on !-95 coming out of Philly. Damn shit-show that was."

"I'm Glenn. It's nice to meet some new people."

"Rick Grimes."

"How 'bout you, pal. You have one?"

"I just quit."

"You've got a unique sense of timing, my friend."

Rick spoke for Hershel. "His names Hershel. He lost a lot of people today, a lot of them."

"I'm truly sorry to hear that. To better days and new friends. And to our dead. May they be in better place."

Lily remained silent.

"What's your name?" She was looking at the wall. "Hey, I'm talkin' to you."

"Mary," she lied. Glenn gave her a questioning look which made her kick his shin.

"My mom's name was Mary," Dave chuckled but he moved on quickly pulling out a gun. "Not bad, huh? Pulled it off a cop."

All eyes moved to Rick. "I'm a cop."

"This one was already dead."

Tony leaned around Hershel to look at Lily. Out of the corner of her eye she could see it and whispered in Glenn's ear. "Take my hand." The look on his face was one of confusion. "Take my hand, please." He inched his hand across the bar and took her hand in his. Tony's eyes lingered for a second longer before turning his attention back to Dave.

"You fellas are a long way from Philadelphia."

"It feels like we're a long way from anywhere."

"Well, what drove you south?"

"Well, I can tell you it wasn't the weather. I must've dropped thirty pounds in sweat along down here."

"I wish," Tony added.

"No. First it was D.C. I heard there might be some kind of refugee camp, but the roads were so jammed, we never even got close. We decided to get off the highways, into the sticks, keep haulin' ass. Ever y group we came across had a new rumor about a way out of this thing."

"One guy told us there was this coast guard sitting in the Gulf, sending ferries to the islands."

"Latest was a rail yard in Montgomery running trains to the middle of the country-Kansas, Nebraska."

"Nebraska?" Glenn asked. Lily clutched his hand tighter when the eyes traveled back to them. Rick gave her a subtle glance asking her what was going on and she nodded her head toward Tony. Rick nodded his understanding.

"Low population. Lots of guns," Tony continued, looking at Lily again.

"Kinda makes sense," Glenn sighed rubbing Lily's arm to calm her nerves.

'Nice touch. He should do fine with Maggie.'

"Ever been to Nebraska, kid? Either of you been? A reason they call them flyover states." There was a pause before Dave continued. "How about you guys?"

"Fort Benning, eventually."

"I hate to piss on your cornflakes, officer, but...we ran across a grunt who was stationed at Benning. He said the place was over run by lamebrains."

"Wait. Fort Benning is gone? Are you for real?"

"Sadly, I am. Oddly, there is no way out of this mess. Just keep going from one pipe dream to the next, praying on these mindless freaks doesn't grab a hold of you when you sleep."

"If you sleep," Tony added.

"Yeah, it doesn't look like you guys are hangin' your hats here. You holed up somewhere else?"

"Not really," Rick said.

"Those your cars out front?"

"Yeah, why?" Glenn asked.

"We've been livin' in ours. Those look kinda empty, clean. Where's all your gear?"

"We're with a larger group," Hershel said. "Out scouting, thought we could use a drink."

"A drink? Hershel, I thought you quit. Well, we're thinking about setting up around here. Is it-is it safe?"

Nervousness flooded through Lily and she clutched Glenn's hand tightly. These men wanted a place to stay and they were made her as nervous as facing a walker.

"It can be, although I have killed a couple of walkers around here."

"Walkers?" Dave asked smiling. "That what you call 'em?"

"Yeah."

"That's good. I like that. I like that better than lamebrains."

"More succinct," Tony added.

"Ok, Tony went to college."

"Two years." As if that was supposed to impress them.

"So what-so what, you guys set up on the outskirts or something? That new development?"

"Trailer park or something? A farm?"

Dave started to sing. "Old McDonald had a farm...You got a farm?"

Tony rose to his feet and lumbered over to a corner where he began to urinate on the floor. As he did he looked over at his shoulder at the group letting his eyes linger on Lily. He made her skin crawl.

"Is it safe?"

"It's gotta be. You got food, water?"

"You got more cooze? We ain't had a piece of ass in weeks." At that moment Glenn knew exactly why Lily made him take her hand. She knew the kind of people they were and didn't want to draw him in to get him hurt but to make them hopefully seem less of a target. She'd wanted to protect herself but felt guilty to drag Glenn into it. He understood that from the very beginning they were looking for a place to stay, but he didn't know what their plans were. They sounded like they were deliberately looking for someplace to pillage.

"Listen, pardon my friend here. City kids- they got no tact. No disrespect. So listen, Glenn-"

"We've said enough."

"Well, hang on a second. This farm-it sounds pretty sweet. Don't it sound sweet, Tony?"

"Yeah, real sweet."

"How about a little southern hospitality? We got some buddies back at camp, been having a real hard time. I don't see why you can't make room for a few more. We can pool our resources, our manpower."

"We have enough sick people to take care of on our own without having to add who knows how many to it," Lily lied.

"Look, I'm sorry. That's not an option," Rick aided her.

"Doesn't sound like it's be a problem," Dave pushed.

"I'm sorry we can't."

"We can't take in anymore. Like she said, too many already."

"You guys are something else. I thought, you know- I thought we were friends," Dave said. "We got people we gotta look out for too. Sounds like you know what you're doing, Mary." He gave her a smile that was supposed to be sweet. "You the doctor? You can help us."

"Couldn't help my sister." There was a pause as she let it sink in. "I'd probably just end up killing your men. More likely dead already anyway."

"Not nice."

"We don't know anything about you," Rick said.

"No, that's true. You don't know anything about us. You don't know what we've had to go through out there, the things we've had to do. I bet you've had to do some of those same things. Am I right?"

"Don't you pretend to know what we've been through," Lily said quietly.

"Ain't nobody's hands clean in what's left of this world. We're all the same." Lily wanted to tell them he was wrong, but Glenn saw this coming and stopped her. "So come on, let's-Let's take a nice friendly hayride to this farm and we'll all get to know each other."

"That's not gonna happen," Rick said flatly.

"Rick," Dave pleaded longingly.

"This is bullshit," Tony spat.

"Calm down."

"Don't tell me to calm down! Don't ever tell me to calm down."

"Whoa."

"I'll shoot you three assholes in the head and take your damn farm!"

Glenn looked over at Lily and she was looking more shaken that usual. "It's ok," he whispered to her. What amazed her was that he was taking the fake relationship and making it look real and she was feeling extremely comforted by it.

Rick jumped up to kick Tony's butt but Dave stopped him.

"Whoa. Relax. Take it easy. Nobody's killing anybody. Nobody's shooting anybody. Right, Rick?"

They watched as Dave jumped over the bar counter. As Rick turned to watch him, Tony drew his gun. Lily flicked her knife open silently under the counter just to be ready.

"We're just friends having a drink. That's all," Dave said calmly putting his pistol on the counter. Yes, he set it down but he had it aimed right at Rick. "Now, where's the good stuff, huh? Good stuff. Good stuff. Good stuff. Let's see."

Glenn and Tony were having a stare down while Rick watched Dave search for the good stuff. Rick made to pull his gun and when Dave saw that, he grabbed whatever he could get his hand on.

"Ah, this oughta do it. You gotta understand, we can't stay out there. You know what it's like."

"Yeah, I do. But the farm is too crowded as it is. Too many sick and wounded. I'm sorry. You'll have to keep looking."

"Keep lookin'. Where do you suggest we do that?"

"I don't know. I hear Nebraska's nice."

Dave laughed. "Nebraska. This guy." He reached for the gun on the counter, but Rick saw it coming and drew his faster. Dave's blood stained the mirror behind the bar faster than Lily could blink. He then spun and shot Tony in the chest. He finished him off with a round to the head and the body thudded to the floor.

"You ok?" Lily asked Glenn when she saw how shaken up he was.

He turned to look her in the eyes and saw she was just as shaken. "You knew? About them?" He hugged her.

"It was a hunch. Thanks for helping with the act. You will do just fine with Maggie."

"You think?" he asked letting her go.

"Yeah. You don't need to be worried."