"So you think these wolves are going to be a problem?" Rick questions Daryl.
"I don't know; depends on where they are and if they know about this place" he answers.
They pause moment to watch how happy Morgan is about frying fresh apples slices in a frying pan.
Rick slowly turns back to Daryl, "So you think we should go looking for them."
"That trap Morgan found us in was at least 50 miles away, it would take too many resources and people to try and track them right now."
Morgan places a bowl in front of Rick and Daryl along with some forks and cloth napkins; he pours some apples from the frying pan in to the bowl in front of Daryl then the one in front of Rick, "I wouldn't worry too much about those, 'Wolves' right now."
Before Rick can fork some apples in to his mouth he asks, "And why's that?"
Morgan sits down at the table with his own bowl of fried apples then begins blowing his forkful of apples, "Because I ran in to two of them early in the morning yesterday", he places the fork in his mouth and savors the taste.
Rick drops his fork, 'What? What happened what did they say?"
"They were just two punk kids looking to take what little I had. They weren't a real threat to me."
Daryl starts eating the apples, "How do you know they were a part of this group?"
"They had w's written on their foreheads; the one guy says that's what they do. They go looking around for survivors or groups, take what they have and kill them." Morgan explains as he happily continues to eat.
Rick rubs his eyes at Morgan nonchalant attitude towards this potential threat. He considers what Michonne said before she left earlier about checking to so see if Morgan is still dangerous.
"So you killed them right?" Rick asks.
Morgan instantly stops eating, "No."
"You let them live!" Rick asks loudly.
"They were just a couple of kids trying to find a way to survive; there was a skirmish but I knocked the both of them out; put them in the back seat of an abandon car and went on my way."
Daryl quickly finishes his apples as he can see that Rick is a little more than ticked off with Morgan information, "Look I'm gonna go do a perimeter check, warn whoever's on tower duty about what we saw yesterday."
Rick slowly begins to eat his apples and shakes his head, "You do remember the last time we saw each other right? You were ready to kill me, Carl and Michonne. Now you're letting people who are clearly trying to take your life? That's a damn near incredible transformation don't you think?"
"I remember", Morgan says, "I remember that you took a knife to the shoulder from me and still you refused to kill me. Now I find you being an executioner, so I think the both of us have gone through a transformation to say the least.
Rick you killed that man on command; no trial or jury and you didn't blink. It was like you wanted to kill him."
Rick falls back against his chair, "He's been a threat all along, he was beating on his wife and kids then he kills Reggie by mistake…"
"So you knew he killed that man by mistake and yet you shot him in cold blood. Did his wife and kids say that he was beating on them" Morgan questions.
After considering the whole of the events that's taken place over the past two days he tell Morgan, "Look there's been a couple of people that have confirmed that this man was a problem. In my experience so far these small problems turn in to larger problems. I'm being…proactive."
Morgan gets up from the table with his bowl then grabs Daryl's, "That's being proactive, shooting a man dead for accidentally killing another?"
"Listen Deanna's in charge around here, she said to kill him so…and I'd already talked with his wife and she said that she wanted me to help her."
"Uh huh" was all that Morgan could say at the moment. After he finishes drying off the dishes he turns around, "Before you shot this Pete guy; did you consider what his wife wanted or maybe what his children wanted? And if she wanted to leave do you think that anyone would force her to stay with an abusive husband?"
Carol comes downstairs with Judith she pauses in the living room as Rick and Morgan are talking; she places Judith in the playpen then quietly walks over to the edge of the wall to listen to their conversation.
"Look Rick I'm not questioning what you did; but you just didn't struck me as a man so easily influenced to take another man's life at the snap of somebody's fingers. If someone, this leader Deanna wanted Pete dead why didn't she do it herself; if his wife was didn't want to be with this man why didn't she just take the kids and leave? All I'm saying is, did you kill Pete for your own motives or did you do it for someone else's?"
Judith begins to babble loudly; now that her covers been blown Carol walks in to the kitchen.
"Good morning" she announces.
Morgan brightens up once Carol walks in, "Good morning."
"So the man that saved Rick, I'm Carol", she extends her hand.
He reaches out to shake her hand, "I'm Morgan."
Rick got lost in Morgan's question then looks over at Carol oddly, "Morning."
"Can I fix you some fried apples?" Morgan asks.
"Oh no thank you, I've got senior citizen duty first thing this morning, Rick I've already fed Judith a bottle but she'd probably love some of those fried apples", she looks back at Morgan, "They smell delicious."
Morgan smiles at Carol, "Well that's some real honorable work you're doing."
Carol grins, "Yea, I guess. So I'll see the two of you later."
Carol shuts the front door behind her and stands on the front porch for a moment trying to think of a way to cover her own motives for wanting Pete dead.