Nightfall, the residents of Berrington and the survivors hold a meeting, with the exception of Margaret.
Cassandra: Where the hell is Kyle?
James: I know. He should be here.....my brother's not back either.
Caleb: Something's up.
Samantha sighs.
Brie: Samantha....don't you think we've waited long enough?
Samantha shakes her head.
Samantha: Fuck it. We're going to start.
Cassandra: Can we just wait a few minutes? There's still people coming.
Caleb: Yeah....Kyle and Shawn need to be here.
Samantha: We're going to start, because it's already dark. Everyone listen....we're going to talk about what happened. Not about my mom. Not about my Dad. We're dealing with that...or at least I'm dealing with that. We're going to talk about our head sheriff, Kyle Desipich and his people.....one of his people in particular; Rachel. We're going to talk about how she had a pistol on a run that she didn't turn in....
Samantha folds her lips.
Samantha: How she shot my mom in the head and about how that scares the rest of the Berrington people. I was hoping Kyle would be here to plead the girl's case. Shawn as well.
James: Cassandra said they're coming.
Caleb: I'm sure they'll be here...and I'm sure we can discuss this.
In the tower, Margaret is smoking a cigarette when she then looks out into the sky.
Margaret: Fuck....
At the meeting, Chris is speaking for Kyle.
Chris: I was on my own...living in a crane....then Kyle and his people came and took me....being out there for so long...it can drive you nuts....it can make you crazy and when we were out there, we saw crazy things. Kyle is a great man....and Rachel, I'm sure she regrets what happened, but she did what Laura failed to do; protect this place.
Sarah then speaks.
Sarah: When I first met Kyle, I didn't know a damn thing about him. Other than that he was a Zeus Corps Soldier. Other than that he was trouble. I believed that, but then, when I was captured by cannibals, he saved my life....I fell in love with him from that day....and yes, he did kill my brother and yes, I was angry when I figured it out, but I understood why he did it. He did to protect this group.....I lost my sister out there...and years later, Kyle and I lost our daughter, Rose. We separated after that, but then two years later, Kyle came back into my life, and when I first met Rachel, she was nothing to me. A stranger. Cargo to be delivered back to her piece of shit father, who was hurting her. Beating her....but I know we couldn't return her....and we're not going to let anything happen to her now.
James: Kyle has been one of my closest friends for years now. He's saved my life over and over. There's scary fucking people out there and he saved me from them. People like me, like us, need people like him....and I know what Rachel did was scary and I'm sure she's sorry, but she's just a kid. She was protecting not just our people, but yours.
Rocky: Simply put lightly, there a whole swamp of blood and shit that you people don't know shit about. Kyle knows every ounce of blood and shit. I was a loner, but then under harsh circumstances, I became one of Kyle's people...and then some.
In the tower, Margaret continues smoking, until she notices something in the distance. Margaret looks through her scope and looks down to notice Kyle, Rachel, Shawn and Peter rushing through the woods.
Margaret: What the fuck?
Margaret then prepares to climb down. At the meeting, Cassandra speaks.
Cassandra: My father and mother both respected Kyle Desipich. Kyle....he was a father at one point. A man with a good heart, who feels loss just as you all do, there are things he's done and regretted....and everyone who was together before this place, no matter when we found each other, we're all family. Kyle started that family.
Cassandra turns to Samantha.
Cassandra: And you will not break up this family....and I don't believe you want to, despite what Rachel did.
Cassandra turns to the Berrington residents.
Cassandra: This community, you people. You'll want to be apart of that, too.
Samantha sighs, stepping up and rubbing her hands.
Samantha: Okay, I think we've heard all we need to hear....and from what I'm heard, you all are family. I admire that. Different faces. All together....but that doesn't change the fact that someone is dead.
Brie sighs and stands up.
Brie: Look, I'm sure the kid is sorry, but I just want my family safe. Plus, that girl and my daughter do not get along. She almost killed her out on that run.
Alicia: She also killed Josh and got that boy, Moses, killed, Brie. You heard what they said. Not to mention; we all heard what Kyle said about Laura. About how she traded my sisters to whoever—
Samantha: Alicia, that's not the purpose of this meeting.
Brie: Still, though, it's not those people I'm worried about.
Brie turns to the survivors.
Brie: It's them and if it means, we gotta get rid of-
Suddenly, a voice is shouting.
Kyle: Help! I need help!
The survivors and Berrington survivors all rush out to find Kyle, Margaret, Shawn, John, Rachel and a wounded Peter running.
Anna: Oh, my god! Peter!
Anna runs to Peter, rushing to his side. Brigg does the same.
Brigg: You okay, boy?!
Peter: Fine, sir. It's okay if I call you sir, right? I mean I am fucking your niece.
Brigg: Jesus...If you weren't hurt, I'd fuck you up for that comment.
Connor: What the fuck happened out there?!
Kyle: We were ambushed.
Andrew: Ambushed? By who?
Shawn: By the motherfuckers that are coming to take you all.
Peter: She's right.
The survivors and Berrington survivors turn to Samantha, who sighs and shakes her head.
Samantha: Brigg. Dennis. Take care of Peter.
Dennis: You got it.
Chloe touches Peter's arm gently.
Chloe: Come on. Let's take a look at that.
Anna: I'm going with you.
Anna walks with Brigg, Chloe and Peter. Cassandra turns to Samantha.
Cassandra: Still might want to reconsider your choice to kick us all out.
At the raiders base, a cargo boat, Wes, Tobin and Griffin return just as, Freddy, a young Caucasian-American man with brown hair, Bakari, a middle aged African-American man with a beard and green beanie, Ross, a young African-America man with an afro, Albert, a Caucasian-American man with a beard, Orion, a African-American woman, Gorman, a bald African-American man with a black and grey beard, Charlotte, an African-American woman, Georgette, a middle aged Korean-American woman, and Leanne, a blonde Caucasian-American woman, greet them.
Wes: Boston!
Orion: Maryland!
Georgette: Sir....
Wes: Anything happen while we were gone?
Orion: Besides a few infected wandering on the grounds, not much.
Tobin: Good....
Wes: Fan out; make sure no more surprises for the rest of the goddamn night.
Wes turns to Ross and Albert.
Wes: Ross, Albert, I want you two on watch tonight on the east side.
Ross: Yes, sir.
Albert: Yes, sir.
Ross and Albert walk off.
Wes: Everyone else do a sweep. I want to make sure this place is clear of infected, before we shut in for the night.
Griffin: You got it.
After everyone else leaves, Wes turns to Tobin.
Wes: So, looks like you've got a little reunion with your old friend.
Tobin: He's not an old friend. Wes, with Laura gone, he'll be in charge of that community.
Wes: You think that's going to cause a problem with taking those people?
Tobin: The people; no, they're weak, but Kyle, him and his people, they're killers andvthey won't cooperate.
Griffin: He's right, Wes.
Griffin turns to Tobin.
Griffin: And you said he's Zeus Corps, too, right?
Tobin: Yeah...
Wes: Well, if we have to, we take Kyle and his people out first...make it easier...for now, we consider taking him.
Tobin: Wes, that's not a good idea.
Suddenly, movement is heard behind them as the three men aim their weapons at the woods.
Wes: Tobin. Call sign.
Tobin nods, before shouting in the woods.
Tobin: California.
Melanie: Los Angeles!
Melanie, with a new haircut, steps out of the woods, with a cross bow wrapped around her holster and a dead raccoon.
Tobin: Jesus....Melanie.
The three men lower their weapons.
Wes: Where were you, Melanie?
Melanie: Hunting.....
Wes: How many times do I have to say it? When you go out hunting in the woods late at night, you fucking take someone with you. Always.
Melanie: Sorry, sir. It's just...it's been a year since Berrington....since....
Melanie shakes her head.
Melanie: I just needed to clear my head. If I might ask, where were you guys? Were you near Berrington?
Tobin: Yeah, but don't get to excited about that, girl.
Wes turns to Tobin.
Wes: Tobin....
Melanie: Sir....what's going on? Did you talk to Laura?
Wes: Fortunately not....Laura's dead.
Melanie's eyes widen.
Melanie: What?!
The next morning, in Berrington, Kyle, Shawn, James, Sarah, Cassandra and Caleb are having a meeting with Samantha in the infirmary as Abigail continues to rest and Peter is being treated for his wound by Dennis with Anna present.
Samantha: Well, Kyle, we're all here. You want to explain to us why you're making us have this meeting.
Kyle sighs.
Kyle: You guys are never going to believe who we ran into in the woods.
James: Those raiders? The ones Kale was afraid of?
Shawn: Yeah, they ambushed Kyle and Rachel, but luckily we were out there and we had managed to save them....but Kyle; one of the men who attacked you in the woods, do you-
Kyle turns to everyone.
Kyle: Tobin.
Shawn: So you do know him. I was wondering.
Sarah: Tobin? As in asshole Tobin who ran Tobin Radioactive Fluid Facilties?
Caleb: Not to mention was a total prick.
James: Guys, can you fill me in? Who the hell is Tobin?
Cassandra: After.....after Jake died, we went to what was left of Union City for gas. This asshole Tobin had captured Woody and made us go across a ruined city full of Krens. Mina and the Condemned followed us and killed all of Tobin's people. Only he survived.
Shawn: Shit...
Caleb turns to Kyle.
Caleb: Still regret not letting me shoot his cable car down?
Kyle glares at Caleb.
Kyle: Okay, Caleb.
Sarah: Anyway, we figured he died, but according to Kyle, I guess not.
Kyle: And looks like he's changed.
Samantha gives the group a shocked look.
Samantha: Shit....
Samantha sighs.
Samantha: What about their leader? Wes?
Kyle: Wes? Never met him. I know he's the one running the show. Look, I know Tobin, but that doesn't mean we're in cahoots with his group.
Samantha: It's not that I don't trust you, guys. I'm just worried about the others and what they're going to do. We didn't even get a chance to properly mourn my parents and Josh before these survivor snatching assholes showed up and then you come back from an attack. Everyone's confused and no one knows how to feel about Rachel and you guys.
Samantha sits in the chair behind a desk.
Sarah: Samantha!
Sarah leans over the desk and places her hands on the desk.
Sarah: Rachel and the rest of us are the least of their worries.
Samantha: I know, but everything is such a goddamn mess. The people are scared and angry, and they're looking for someone to blame. I mean, they all wanted you out. It was going to be three against a whole town. How the fuck am I supposed to change their minds about you guys?
James: Aren't you their leader, Samantha? You're oldest Laura's daughter. They'll listen to you.
Samantha scoffs.
Samantha: Some fucking leader I am. They don't listen to me and they only listen when they want to.
Sarah removes her hands off the desk and stands up straighter.
Kyle: I know what Wes and Tobin will do next. They're going to get more guns, more people and they're going to attack us. Take everyone here.
Samantha: Why?
Kyle: Hell if I know, but if they have military people like Wes....it's not good.
Samantha: Is that what happened to Melanie and Colleen? They turned them into soldiers?
Shawn: Yeah, and the same shit will happen to us, too, if we don't stop them.
Samantha frowns.
Samantha: Melanie hated killing infected.
James places his fingers under his chin, in a thinking stance.
Cassandra: What are you thinking?
James: With the gates, this place is goddamn fortress. We can make this place harder to attack.
Samantha: Do you guys actually know how to do that?
Kyle: Yeah, we lived in Midtown Manhattan for three years....
Shawn: Then a beach settlement...
James: Then a hydro electrical plant...and we lived on a train before we came here.
Cassandra: Eventually they all fell, but.....we made them work.
Caleb: And we can make this place impervious....hard to get in.
Samantha nods and shakes her head yes.
Samantha: Okay....let's do it.
Sarah: Let's get your people prepared, then. Make sure they're ready for a fight when these fuckers come knocking at our door.
Abigail: What fuckers?
Kyle, Shawn, James, Sarah, Cassandra, Caleb and Samantha turn their heads to see Abigail has finally awakened, giving shocked and smiling looks. Peter raises his head and smiles.
Samantha: Well...this is a nice bed.
Abigail notices Kyle's haircut and clean-shaven face.
Abigail: Holy shit! Kyle! You cleaned your face and cut your hair!
Kyle walks over and hugs Abigail, before Sarah walks over and hugs Abigail.
Sarah: How are you feeling?
Abigail: Alive...and not irradiated....not anymore.
Abigail turns her head to Cassandra.
Abigail: Cassandra....you're okay....the medicine worked.
Cassandra walks over and hugs Abigail.
Cassandra: You saved my life...Thank you.
Abigail: Hey, don't get all mushy...I almost died saving you, remember?
Abigal looks around at the infirmary, then back at the group.
Abigail: Uh....Where are we? Is this Berrington? What's going on?
In the boat quarters, Wes, Tobin, and Orion are playing cards in the lower deck when suddenly, the door opens and then a Caucasian-American teenage boy with brown hair with a backpack and carrying a walkman walks in. He stops as soon as he sees everyone.
Hunter: (quietly) Shit.....
Hunter walks off, before Wes calls out.
Wes: Where you running off to, boy?
Hunter raises his head, before stepping back and seeing everyone.
Hunter: Uh...
Wes: "Hi", would be nice.
Hunter: Hi.
Orion: Sup, Hunter. Cute lookin boy.
Wes: This boy is cute. Look just like his daddy.
Wes laughs.
Wes: Where you been?
Hunter: Uh....I....I went to do another run.....
Wes: By yourself? Knowing my rules?
Hunter: Yeah...uh...you know, I was just looking for music for my walkman.
Wes sighs.
Wes: Boy, how many times do I have to say it? You can't keep carrying that fucking thing around. It's how you get shot.
Hunter: Yeah, but Mom gave it to me.
Wes: Well, shit. It is a nice memoir. Anyway, come on in and sit down. Play some fucking cards with us.
Hunter: Nah, I...uh...I'm kind tinkering with something. My...uh...my walkman's kinda busted and I've been looking for the right parts to fix it.
Tobin: Your boy thinks he's smarter than us.
Wes turns to Tobin.
Wes: Tobin, hey let me deal with my boy.
Wes turns to Hunter.
Wes: That true? You think you're smarter than us, boy?
Hunter shakes his head.
Hunter: No, sir.
Wes: Think you're too good for this group?
Hunter: No, sir.
Wes: That's good, cause this...this group is a family...and you are a part of that family.
Wes grabs car keys and tosses them to Hunter.
Wes: Here.
Hunter catches the keys.
Wes: Why don't you go out back and tune up the merc, boy. We've got a new community to go to. More people to capture and we need your help to get all these people.
Hunter sighs.
Wes: What?
Hunter: Dad, I....I've never killed a person....okay? I....I just...
Wes removes Orion's legs from under him and stands up, walking towards Hunter.
Wes: You don't listen to jack shit I fucking tell you, do you, boy? Huh?
Wes then smacks Hunter across the face. Tobin swallows. Hunter then turns to Wes.
Hunter: I can't...
Wes: I can't what? Hmm?
After intense glaring, Wes smacks Hunter again, before Tobin stands up.
Tobin: Hey, hey, come on, Wes. Let's just play some cards.
Wes laughs.
Wes: Jesus fucking Christ, Hunter. You are a slow fucking learner, boy. That's a bad thing to be in this wasteland. You still got some place to be or what?
Hunter: What.
Griffin: You may as well hit him again, boss.
Wes rolls his eyes.
Wes: Griffin, shut the fuck up.
Wes goes to punch Hunter, who grabs his fist this time, before tossing it to the side. The two then stare each other down.
Wes: You want to hit me, boy? Huh?
Hunter glares at Wes.
Wes: You hit me, you see what happens to you, boy.
In Berrington, Rachel is sitting on a bench, when Abigail walks up to her.
Abigail: Wow...your best friend asleep for a few days and you and Kyle get haircuts.
Rachel looks up and smiles.
Rachel: Abigail!
Rachel stands up and hugs Abigail.
Rachel: How are you feeling?
Abigail: Better now....I'm just glad you're okay and with a new fucking look! If I was a lesbian...
Rachel: Oh, God...Weeks in a coma and you haven't changed.
Rachel laughs and shakes her head, before Abigail walks ahead of Berrington and looks around at the well build houses.
Abigail: Wow....so this is Berrington. These houses are beautiful...and this wall is fucking gigantic! You and Moses get a chance to make out or make love in one of these fancy houses yet? Where is he anyway?
Rachel: Uh....actually, Abigail....Moses....he...
Rachel frowns, before Abigail turns, noticing Rachel's saddened expression. Rachel sheds a tear, before Abigail gives a sympathetic look.
Abigail: Oh, baby...I'm so sorry.
Rachel: He told me he loved me before he died...
Abigail hugs Rachel, before she then steps back.
Abigail: Hey, I heard Kyle and a few others talking when I woke up...about some assholes coming here.
Rachel: Yeah...the leader here, Laura Burns, she made a deal with these fucking asshole raiders...she let them take two of her people last year. She was gonna do the same with us. They're coming for everyone here.
Abigail: Well, where's this Laura bitch now?
Rachel's eyes dart to the pool of Laura's blood in the center of the street.
Abigail: Oh....damn.
In Berrington, a meeting is held between the survivors and Berrington residents in the Burns house.
Kyle: Last night, Rachel and I were attacked by the same people who took Melanie and Colleen last year. Only they're coming for everyone. Our families. Our children. These people won't discriminate. They'll take everyone in here. They are coming. There's no question about that. They're going to kill someone or some of us and try to own us. In fight like this, you people are unprepared. We are....but my group won't be enough. We all need to put our differences and bitterness towards each other aside for the sake of this place's survival. We have to survive. We fight these raiders off, prepare, and it's how we keep Berrington and it's how we feed Berrington.
Shawn: This isn't about if it happens, it's when it happens. That's why we need to do this.
Brie: (whew) Gotta say; I don't know what to call this. This is terrifying that they're really here.....they're really coming.
Anna: Yeah, they shot Peter.
Chloe: Sounds like there's no other way.
Brigg: Maybe there is. I mean....couldn't we maybe...give them half our food-
James: Were you listen to a word we've said?
Caleb: They don't want food, Brigg. They don't want guns either. They want us. You.
Samantha: We're going to do this Kyle's way.
Kyle shakes his head.
Kyle: So, here's how we do it. James is our brains. He and a few others can help lay out barbwire across the walls. Make these walls hard to climb over. Shawn, Margaret and Rocky will help train you all with knives and guns.
Rocky: It'll do the 12 gauge training.
Margaret: Of course....
Kyle looks to the Berrington residents.
Kyle: Who's in?
Brigg: Hold on, there's gotta be another plan. With that many raiders and none of us-
Kyle: I told you before. We'll train you to survive.
Brigg: "Train us" what to be killers? Like you? Like your people?
Brigg turns to Rachel.
Brigg: Like her?
Brigg turns back to Kyle.
Brigg: We're supposed to just trust you after....?
Kyle glares at Brigg.
Kyle: After what? Please finish your sentence.
Brigg: After you couldn't keep your little girl under control, after she shot a woman in the head, after-
Samantha turns to Brigg.
Samantha: Enough!
A moment of silence.
John: I'm in.
Bryan: Me too.
Sylvester: Whatever you need. I'm in, son.
Kyle nods in appreciation.
Kyle: Thank you.
Samantha: It's settled, then.
Kyle: We'll make this work. All of us. Keep this place and our families safe. We will.
Brigg looks down at his fingers.
Brigg: Well, go over the plan again, Kyle.
Shawn: He just fucking said it, dude.
Brigg: Every part again. The exact plan of how we live.
After the meeting, Rachel and Abigail walks out of the house as Morgan walks up to Rachel. Zeke behind her.
Morgan: What the hell is going on? I thought my sister was going to kick your asses out!
Zeke: Morgan, just calm down...
Zeke turns to Rachel and smiles.
Zeke: Hey, Rachel....
Rachel: Hi, Zeke....
Zeke turns to Abigail.
Zeke: You must be Abigail.
Abigail: Yeah. You're Zeke...and..
Abigail turns to Morgan.
Abigail: Morgan, right?
Morgan: Yeah....
Abigail: Good.
Abigail punches Morgan in the jaw, knocking her down. Zeke holds back a laugh.
Rachel: That was for getting my fucking friend killed.
Morgan sits up, before Samantha steps in.
Samantha: Hey! What's going on here?!
Morgan: This red-headed bitch just fucking slugged me!
Samantha: Well, can't say it's not deserved.
Morgan: Really?
Samantha: Anyway....We just got done a meeting.
Morgan: About?
Samantha: Those people who shot Peter and are arming up to attack the community. We need her and her people's help!
Morgan: The hell we do. For all we know, they're one of them.
Brie: They're not! Peter himself saw their leader's boot on Kyle's neck, you'd know that.
Rachel: Look. I get you're angry that you lost a friend, but you have to try and trust us. If you don't, we don't stand a chance against these people.
Rachel steps in front of Morgan.
Morgan: I trust you to bullet in the back of my head.
Rachel's fist clenches in anger.
Zeke: Morgan!
Brie: Look, we're all helping these people.
Morgan scoffs.
Morgan: Count me out.
Morgan: Fucking count me out.
Samantha grabs Morgan by the throat and pins her to the wall.
Samantha: Morgan, for once, shut your fucking mouth!
Morgan: Samantha! Let me go—
Zeke: Samantha...Samantha. Please.
Samantha lets go of Morgan.
Samantha: Rachel and Abigail are going to find barbed wire and anything else we need for the fight, you're going to help her.
Morgan: Uh, fuck that. They'll both kill me once we're out there!
Samantha: I'm not asking you, Morgan. You are going to do this. It's too dangerous for her and you're good in a fight.
Zeke: I'll go, too. You know, to keep the peace.
Morgan rolls her eyes.
Morgan! It's either we help or we die.
Morgan: Fuck, Samantha. Mom's been dead for a day and you're making the shots now?
Samantha: Since no one else has the balls to step the fuck up. Plus, I'm the oldest.
Samantha walks over to Rachel and Abigail.
Samantha: These two will meet you at the gate. There's a greenhouse out north in the safe zone. You three can head to the greenhouse once I've explained the situation.
Cassandra: I'll go, too.
Samantha turns to see Cassandra with a bow and arrows.
Cassandra: You know; adult supervision.
Cassandra turns to Morgan, glaring.
Cassandra: And to make sure you don't try anything against these girls like you did on the run....cause you're not getting them killed like you did Moses.
Samantha: Okay.
Samantha nods.