The cars continued down the road.

Tyreese, Michonne and Sasha

Tyreese said, "Has anyone said where Carl is, exactly?"

Michonne said, "He's minding the farm."

Sasha looked surprised. "Alone?"

Michonne shook her head. "No, not alone. He's with Lizzie, and Mika, and that cute little curly-haired boy, and..." she searched for more names.

Tyreese's brow furrowed with concern. "Do you mean to say a 14-year-old is in charge of defending the farm?"

Michonne said comfortingly, "It's not just him. There's also...Jeannette."

Sasha rolled her eyes. "Do you mean Jeannette 'I swear they are just allergies' Jeannette?"

Michonne laughed. "Yes, also known as Jeannette 'They really were just allergies' Jeannette."

Sasha sighed. "If I were Jeannette, I'd have some serious anger issues right now."

Michonne shrugged. "She's living on borrowed time, anyway."

Sasha nodded. "I haven't bothered to get to know her. I kind of feel like her survival is a bad thing for MY survival."

Tyreese raised his eyebrows sympathetically. "That's how I feel about Bob, too."

Michonne said, "Can I give you some advice? You need to stop accurately reading patterns or you will be very unhappy here."

The siblings nodded, but looked glum.

They went a few more miles when they arrived at a roadside tavern. There were a few cars outside, so they decided to check it out. When they walked in, they didn't smell the familiar stench of rotting flesh, so they moved more quickly around the darkened pub. They had just entered a large room when they heard a rustling coming from the far end of the room. They pulled out their weapons and approached carefully. At the back of the room, drinking a martini by a roaring fire, was Carol. They ran to her.

Glenn shook his head, smiling. "I can't believe you are drinking a martini. That is just so badass."

Carol laughed, "I couldn't resist. I thought it would look cool when you got here."

Beth said, "So you knew we were coming?"

Carol said, "Of course. There is no sound on the road, and it seems like somebody in your group likes to crank Bob Marley." Bob and Beth giggled. "I've known you were coming for about 30 minutes."

Glenn looked at the table next to Carol. "Is that a can of mixed nuts?"

She smiled, "Yes. There's a whole case of them in my car."

Glenn was overjoyed. "I haven't had mixed nuts in so long! And look, Maggie, it's not the kind that is mostly peanuts like some people find, either!"

Rick looked down at the ground.

Maggie said, "Carol Peletier, raising our standard of living." The group cheered, while a strangled sound emerged from Rick's throat.

Michonne said, "Wait. Before we go any further, we need to clarify something. Carol, did you actually kill those people, or were you covering for someone else?"

Carol said earnestly, "Yes. You know I'd do anything for the group."

Beth said, "There! Are you happy now, Rick?"

Tyreese said, "I've heard enough. Give me a hug, Carol." He swept her into his arms.

After Tyreese released her, Carol scanned the room and saw Daryl, standing in the back, looking uncomfortable. She noticed his headgear. She turned to the group and hissed, "Did one of you say something to him about his hair?"

Maggie said pleadingly, "Yes, and we've learned our lesson. We didn't know."

Carol relaxed and said calmly, "Of course you didn't. How could you? I'm sorry I got upset. I was just afraid something like this would happen in the 48 hours I've been gone."

Sasha said, "Can you...fix him?"

Carol nodded and smiled. "I'll need a little time alone, but he'll be fine."

Glenn said, "Well, we'll start loading anything we can find from here into our cars while you, uh, reunite with Daryl."

The group walked back outside into the sunlight.

Beth shouted, "I get to ride with Lori!"

Maggie said, "I KNEW it was a mistake to let her ride with Bob and Rick."

Glenn said, "Well, they all seem pretty happy."

Maggie looked thoughtful. "Well, that's true. I'm just a little surprised."

Glenn said, "That she's baked out of her mind? She did ride with Bob, after all."

Maggie shook her head. "No, that Ghost Lori is fun to hang out with. Non-Ghost Lori was such a downer."

Glenn said thoughtfully, "You know, I'm grateful to Ghost Lori. We didn't realize it, but she kept Rick out of our hair a LOT."

Maggie slapped herself on the forehead and said, "Oh my God! I just realized something! Sasha, Michonne, come here!"

They rushed over. "What's up?"

Maggie looked at them and said with great emphasis. "Ghost Lori isn't a bitch. She's awesome and really laid-back to hang out with!"

The three women did a fist bump and smiled happily.

Glenn said, "What exactly am I missing?"

Michonne said, "LORI's personality changed on a dime! That means Sasha and I don't have to change ours! Ooh, Sasha, let's not forget to let Carol know, too."

Sasha said, "Well, here she comes, we can tell her now."

Sure enough, Carol was walking out of the tavern with Daryl, holding his hand and whispering to him. They both had huge smiles on their faces.

Sasha said, "You know, let's wait, give them some time to catch up."

The group loaded into their cars, with Daryl going in Carol's new vehicle, a minivan.

The cars pulled out onto the empty road, with Carol's leading the way. After a few yards, the passenger window of her car rolled down and the sombrero went sailing out.

"She really is a miracle worker, isn't she?" Maggie said admiringly.

Glenn said, "She sure is."

"I wish I understood their relationship, though. I mean, clearly they are BFFs..." she stopped herself. "It's none of my business. They clearly love each other and have a special bond. I'll just accept them for what they are and stop being nosy."

Glenn said, "Wow, Maggie, you are showing so much self-restraint. I'm really impressed."

Maggie said thoughtfully, "Well, losing Daddy has made me realize what's really important. I don't need to speculate about two people I admire."

Glenn nodded. He was silent for a minute, then looked at her sharply. "You're going to ask Ghost Lori about them, aren't you?"

Maggie said fondly, "You know me too well, babe."

Glenn said, "Maybe Ghost Lori can become our Moral Compass."

Maggie looked at him curiously. "Why not Carol?"

Glenn said, "Because I'm wondering if she can take on Moral Compass AND Daryl Hair Esteem Counselor."

Maggie said, "You know who we can ask about this, right?"

Glenn said, "Yes. I'm so glad she's back."

Maggie smiled. "Me, too."