The next morning, Eastman had made breakfast, and Morgan presents herself at the table in one of his t-shirts. Just looking at her, in nothing but a large t-shirt, made his dick hard and visable through his boxers.

Eastman: I don't know how sore you are, but a good morning fuck, sure sounds appealing right now.

He says, as he sits down at the table. Morgan is sore, but not wanting to pass on any moment, of the new experience of sexual pleasure. She limps over to him, stradding his lap, and also penetrating her aching pussy. She gives a painful moan, before kissing his soft lips, and taking in a big whiff of his rugged afershave.

Morgan: Damn, you smell so good.

Surprisingly, he picks her up by her ass, and lays her on top of the dining room table. He starts off, thrusting faster and deeper, hitting the right spot and making her moan loudly each time. Even after they climax, he milks his cock inside her, before pulling out and sitting back down to rest. Morgan, on the other hand, was too sore and tired to move.

Eastman: Damn, Morgan. I didn't think I had the stamina.

Morgan: How old are you?

Eastman: 42, but with you, I feel fifteen years younger. I guess it's the aikido keeping me in good shape.

Morgan: I'm not complaining.

That night, they are at the dinner table, and having a conversation. It has been another long day of aikido training, gardening and showing her how to make cheese.

Morgan: So, why you have a cell in your cabin?

Eastman: I built this cabin with my late wife and a while before our daughter was born. It didn't have a cell back then. That was just the other side of the living room. Im my job, I interviewed over 825 people, convicted of awful things. Stuff from the darkest pat of the human soul.

Before Eastman continues, he takes a sip of water from his glass.

Eastman: I was evaluating a man. Despite doing some truly unspeakable acts, he was up for parole. And he was the most likable people I had ever met. He said all the right things, he went to therapy. He wrote letters to the prison board to start a program to grow flowers for the waiting rooms in state hospitals and rest homes.

Morgan: Then what?

Eastman: I saw right through him. I saw that he was a true psychopath, that he knew how to play people, exactly how to play people.

Morgan: So, did he get paroled?

Eastman: While interviewing him, there was this moment, I can't even remember the exchange. But right then I knew, that he knew what I knew, exactly what he was. When he stood up, he smiled, and just cracked me across the face. His fist felt like a rock. Then he was on top of me, I saw his face, and the evil in his eyes.

Morgan: So, he got away?

Eastman: He was gonna kill me, right then and there, because he knew I would make sure he would never get out again. I was being choked from a pinned position. It was a good thing, I had taken aikido lessons, cause it saved my life. And I got to make sure he never got out again. Well, I got to try.

Morgan: So, he escaped?

Eastman: Well, he broke out, but not to escape. He went to my home and murdered my wife, my daughter and my son. Afterwards, he walked down the street, to turn himself in at the police station. Covered in their blood, he surrendered. He said, the only reason he broke out, was to destroy my life.

Morgan felt bad for him. She wanted to hold and comfort him in his loss. This was a first, he opened up something personal about his life, to learn that his family was murdered. She wonders, how he must of felt that day, when he learned about all this. She felt tears in her eyes as he continued.

Eastman: A year passed and he was still working those plots. I built that cell with the full intention, to bringing that man here, putting him behind those bars and watching him starve to death.

Morgan: And did you?

Eastman wanted to tell her the truth, but the moment wasn't right, so he told her something else.

Eastman: I have come to believe that all life is precious.

Morgan: Even for a man like that? Who did that to you? To your family?

Eastman: I have come to believe that all life is precious. That's why we're having oatmeal burgers.

Morgan looks at him in disbelief, but knows that deep down, knows there's more to the story. She takes a bite of her food before continuing.

Morgan: You're good at it. Redirecting, I mean.

Four months later, during the afternoon, Morgan finds Eastman looking over a map. He looks to be planning a trip.

Eastman: We need more gear. And I'm thinking we could try for the islands off the coast. I think people could have gone there. At the very least, we could see the beach.

Morgan: That would be nice.

She was sitting down, in the living room, rubbing her tummy and feeling a little nuaseated. Eastman could tell that something was wrong.

Eastman: What is it? Are you okay?

Morgan: Nothing to serious. Just feeling sick to my stomach and kinda tired.

Morgan said, as she stood up, revealing that she had a small belly bump.

Morgan: Ever thought, that you were gonna be a dad again?

Eastman: This is why we need a safer place. A place where you can have our baby and we can be a family.

Morgan: Well, I had this bad dream, that you were protecting me from a walker, and you got bit and eventually died. I woke up and cried.

She walks up to Eastman, who lets her sit on his lap, and she kisses him. She looks back at him, stroking his lips, and staring into his eyes.

Eastman: Let's hope nothing happens to either of us. We both, lost so much, as it is.

Morgan: You're right. Honestly, I'll be lost without you.

Eastman: Then I should be honest with you. Remember the man, that killed my family, and built the cell for him?

Morgan: Yes, why?

Eastman: I wasn't being completely honest with you. I really locked him up and starved him to death. Took him 47 days to die, but after that, I vowed to never kill anything again.

Morgan: That doesn't change how I feel about you. The man did hurt your family and you got revenge. And you're a different man, now.

Eastman: I was gonna turn myself in, but that's when I found out, that the world has ended. Then I was like, what's the point? Ever since then, I've been surviving out here, on my own.

Morgan: Then we will continue to do so. Surviving, I mean.

Then he kisses her again. They eventually found their destination. Well, sort of. It took them a few days, but they managed to get to the beach, and live in a beach house and near the ocean. And they both welcomed a baby girl and named her after his goat, Tabitha.

The End...

Note: Yeah, I like the happy ending better, cause I cried when Eastman died on the show.