Rick reaches Shyanna's motel room door; he's nervous for some reason but knocks on the door anyway. When Shyanna answers; she's still wearing the loose fitting clothing that he saw her in earlier that morning as her and her sister did their morning exercises.

Dabbing her neck and forehead with a towel; she says, "Hi… ahhh, Rick Grimes right?"

"Yup, that's me." He grins.

"Please come in." Shyanna tells him.

Rick almost noticeably gawks at Shyanna's present state; the sweat along with her luxuriant tawny complexion illuminates her skin. Two elegantly crafted steel hair sticks hold Shyanna's bun inplace atop of her hair enhancing her graceful jaw line.

Catori runs in to the room, "Hi."

"Hey Catori", Rick looks up at Shyanna for pronunciation confirmation, "How ya' doin'?"

"I'm cool." She sweetly smiles and shrugs her shoulders.

Shyanna looks down at Catori and bumps her in the arm; then Catori corrects herself, "I mean I am doing well."

Rick chuckles then winks his eye at Shyanna, "Well that's cool."

"I just came by to talk with your sister a minute." He tells the young girl.

Shyanna smiles at Catori and says, "Tori, go finish hanging up our clothes." As she shuts the door to the hallway; Shyanna sits down at the table in the corner of the room, "So what's up?"

Rick, walks further in to the room and says, "I just wanted to come by and properly introduce myself and to ask you a few questions….", He runs his fingers through his hair attempting to hide his shyness, "…so I can get to know you and your sister better."

"Alright", Shyanna replies

Rick looks around the room and eyes various types of native american and martial arts weaponry as well as hunting and tracking equipment. As he walks over to the small table; he pulls out a chair to sit down, out of respect; he looks at her for approval to sit.

She indubitably says, "Please, sit."

"If you don't mind me asking, what did you do before everything happened?" Rick asks.

Shyanna, baffled at his first question, is a somewhat surprised. She expected he was going to ask her something of a more serious nature. "I was a dog whisperer or a dog trainer rather; on our reservation back in South Carolina. Before the outbreak I was using the money to take care of me and my sister."

"And where did you learn martial arts?" he queries further.

Shyanna exhales heavily, "South Carolina state laws were non existent when it came to the abuse of woman on a native american reservation. If there were any acts of violence toward females, the grievance went before a tribal council…that was comprised of old misogynistic tribal chiefs. Being a female on my reservation; if you didn't learn how to fight, your chances of becoming a domestic violence victim increased ten-fold."

Clearly hearing a little more than what he was ready for, Rick forges on to the main reason for his visit.

"Listen, I don't mean to take up too much of your time so I'll get right to the questions. How many walkers have you killed?

She furrows her brow and purses her lips a bit at the ridiculousness of his question, "Plenty."

He goes on to ask, "How many people have you killed?"

She answer without hesitation, "three".

Rick finally asks, "Why."

"The first one was when I was fourteen; I, my mother and my stepfather were living in a trailer on the reservation. My stepfather was a vile man…he had been beating on my mother for many years. One day when I came home from the schoolhouse; I walked in to our trailer and noticed that it was unspeakable quiet. I called out to my mother but still heard no answer. As I walked in to the bedroom my stepfather was on top of mother on the floor; in the process of choking her to death. So I got his .38 from underneath the couch and shot him in the head."

"And the other three?" he asks.

"They were a part of the first and only survivor group my sister and I came across after running away from the chaos on the reservation after the outbreak hit. Two men and a woman; the woman graciously welcomed my sister and me in to the group…" Shyanna sighs, "…but alas, she only brought us in for her own sake. The two men must have repeatedly been raping her of a regular basis.

The five of us had been staying in an abandoned house in an empty neighborhood. One morning I saw some deer tracks and decided to track it; my sister had been very weak from lack of food. So I trusted that they would look after her while I went tracking. A few hours later; as I was coming back; I heard my sister yelling for me. When I ran in to the house…" again she sighs but this time one infuriating tear trickles from her creamy jade eyes and down her cheek, "…the woman was right there assisting both of the men as they were trying to rip the clothes off...of my little sister."

Shyanna tightens her grip on the towel in her hand as she tries to restrain the fury that boils in her veins everytime she has to recall that moment.

Shyanna takes in the sites outside her motel window for a moment; as she brings her consciouness back to the present moment; she briefly reviews Rick's face for a response.

With a less than somber smile, she says bleakly, "I suppose some people...some woman will do anything to keep from being tortured on a regular basis; even if means sacrificing of a little girl. So I killed that woman and one of the men. Catori was only eleven at the time; but she didn't flinch when it came to executing the second man."

Rick sits back in the chair and closes his eyes in horror at the thought of what Shyanna and Catori had to go through to make in the world this far; even more so, he dreaded the savage world that Judith would have to grow up in.

After a few moments of stillness he tells Shyanna, "Listen, my people and I have been together for a while; we've been lucky and …not so lucky with adding members to our group. But you and Catori are more than welcome to join if you want. Being that you and your sister saved the lives my wife and children I think it's the least we can do."

"Well that's very kind of you Mr. Grimes…" he cuts her off,

"Please call me Rick."

"…Rick…but for right now I think I would rather get to know you and your group a little better. Out of desperation I misjudged the first group of survivors we came across; jeopardizing my little sister's well-being in the process. So if it's all the same to you, I prefer to wait awhile…to see...how things go. We have no problem with making sure to pull our weight and I believe you already know my sister and I have noo problem when it comes to killing the 'dead spirits.'"

Rick admires the fact that she wants to wait to see how things go before committing; as he walks out the door he shakes Shyanna's hand and says, "Fair enough."