A/N: Well, I never really realized how quickly this story has been going along, but it's going along quickly! Anyways, before any of y'all ask, yes, there will be a story for Season 2. Season 3 (which has finally been released) is still being debated. Anyways, I hope y'all enjoy! Also, this chapter had been laying around for I dunno how long and forgive me for how short it is, but I just want people to know that this story is still being continued and that this is sort of a filler chapter until I get everything sorted out.

Chapter Genre: Angst

Chapter Rating: T

Rating Content: Brief Language, Dark Themes

She felt something moving her, touching her, really. A hand on her arm, shaking her. Reflexively, Marianne snatched the wrist of whoever was grabbing her and twisted, not enough to hurt them but enough to warn them she meant business.

"OW! Maria, it's just me!"

She opened her eyes and looked around. Still in the RV, Lilly was still alive and Travis... was gone. Marianne released a deep sigh and released Ben's wrist, sitting herself up.

"We had to stop and Kenny wants everyone out of the RV..." He said quietly, his eyes darting over to where Lilly sat.

Marianne rubbed at her eyes, the horrors from the previous evening flooding back to her. The blood from when Travis had been shot was still on her hand, her clothes, she could even feel the itching sensation of dried blood on her face. All because of a missed shot. All because Travis had saved her, sacrificed himself. She waved her hand at him. "Ah will be oot in a wee moment, Ben. Just allow me a few moments."

Ben's face turned grim, a bad feeling settling in his gut. "Alright."

Marianne waited until he had completely left the RV and she took a deep breath, sitting up straight on the couch. She rooted through her pack before pulling out her Bible, tossing it onto the table in front of Lilly. The sound of the thick book slamming onto the table made Lilly jump.

"Do ye know wha' this is?" Marianne asked her, placing herself across from Lilly.

Lilly didn't respond, she didn't even dare to look at her. Marianne couldn't tell if it was because of guilt, shame, or fear.

"Ye did nae lose yer voice, answer my question."

"It's a bible." Lilly answered, her voice hoarse and quiet.

"Do ye know wha' this has taught me?" Marianne asked. "Many things. It taught me how to forgive, to love those who wrong ye."

Marianne leaned in and sighed. "Wot ye did last night, lass, was one of th' most despicable things anyone can do. However, Ah also understand tha' ye were on th' edge; ye lost yer father t' the St. Johns-"

"Not them. They didn't kill him..."

This took Marianne by surprise. She remembered when they were walking back to the motor inn and the comment she made to Kenny when he had said something about the food saving everyone. She just thought that Kenny was annoyed with her attitude. However, the comment she also made the previous day at the motor inn about Ken not being above murder, that was the only thing that set something off in her head. "Hoot now?"

Lilly swallowed a lump in her throat. "Kenny... killed him."

At first, Marianne was shocked. Then confused. Then angry. She didn't know what to say, her thoughts running a hundred miles a minute. If Lilly was telling the truth, if what she said the previous evening wasn't just some angry spout, then that would explain a lot of things; her continuing rivalry with Kenny, being constantly on edge and practically a ticking bomb. It especially explained the little 'exchange' between her and Kenny back at the abandoned car. "Dear Lord... Ah know what ye' said last night, lass, but Ahm praying tha' he did no' outright murder th' man..."

Lily sniffled and tears started forming in her eyes. "He had a heart attack... then Kenny... said we needed to destroy the brain..."

Marianne could hardly believe what she was hearing; Kenny, despite that he was a hot head and quite frankly, a dick, she never would've expected him to do such a thing.

"Lee tried to help me but, Kenny, he just-"

She sighed and placed a gentle hand on Lilly's, attempting to calm the woman down. "If wot ye say is indeed true, then ye have every right to be oot there," she pointed to the exit of the RV. "With everyone else like he is, an' no' tied up like some animal in here."

Lilly scoffed, then. "Tell that to everyone else."

"Ah will, an' yer comin' with me, lass."

"What the fuck are you still doing in here?! I said everyone out of the RV!"

Marianne suppressed a groan of annoyance. Instead, she stood with her back pack over her shoulder and her Bible in hand, inviting Lilly to stand up. "None o' yer business, Kenneth!"

Kenny stood in the doorway, blocking anyone who wanted to get in or out. "After what she did last night, I'm surprised you're anywhere near her; she's a fucking murderer!"

Marianne's lips curled up in a snarl. "An' from wot Ah heard, yer no' too far off from tha' title as well."

"The hell are you talking about?"

She untied Lilly's wrists and tossed the ropes at Kenny. "Wot happened back a' th' Dairy was nothin' short of murder, Kenneth. Ahm surprised ye did no' end up in ropes yerself!"

"You don't know shit-"

"When someone has a heart attack, they are no' dead! They could even be awake when having a heart attack!" Marianne started to snap. "Instead of offing someone like tha', ye should have given time! But nae, ye just had t' kill th' man! All because ye thought th' worst. It's no wonder tha' Lilly snapped!"

"Kenny, is everything alright over there?" Katjaa called her husband.

"Just fine, honey."

Marianne stepped up to Kenny, her eyes piercing his own in an almost lethal gaze. "Now, yer gonna let me pass with Lilly, or ye may just end up with everyone here knowing wot ye did."

Kenny's eyes narrowed. "Are you threatening me, Marianne?"

"Only my maw can call me Marianne. And nae, us Grace's never threaten," She leaned in so her nose was almost touching his. "We make promises."

Of course, Marianne was only making an empty threat. She wouldn't actually tell the rest of the group what had happened, as it wasn't really her place to say anything about it either. All secrets come out into the open at some point, especially in times like these.

His jaw tightened and he balled his hands into fists, debating whether to hit the girl or to learn to swallow his pride (and his dignity). "If she does anything I don't like, it'll be your neck hanging."

"Ever since this all started, everyone has been waiting at th' Hanging Tree, Kenneth, an' th' noose is already around our necks," Marianne hissed. "All we need, is a wee push."

And with that, she shoved at Kenny's chest, moving him out of the doorway and allowing both she and Lilly to get out of the RV. Marianne heard him grumble something, most likely a curse, and he stormed off towards the train.