"I know where you're comin' from. How about this - if I fall asleep, I'll drive. If I don't, well, I don't really care who drives to be honest bro. Just don't see my self getting much sleep tonight. I'm just not sure everyone knows the way to my crib. I think that's where we're going. Hey, let me go upstairs and get whoever's up there I gotta... I gotta tell everyone somethin'." He says, as he looks at his shirt and sees fresh blood. Fresh.

Walking upstairs, Marshall remembered the days of chasing little Noah around the house - always one for stairs he was. Marshall didn't want to think about his son - so he got the top of the stairs and looked around again. Marshall wonders what Noah would think if he saw what Marshall did - would he understand? Marshall knocks on the bathroom door. "Whoever's in there, I need you to come downstairs real soon." He says, addressing Katelyn with the idea it's her in there. Walking forth, he sees Autumn. "Why don't you go ahead and head downstairs buddy. Gotta talk to everyone." He states to Autumn, as he wipes a bit of sweat off his forehead. "Go on." He says, watching Autumn approach the stairs and descend.

A short while later, once Katelyn had went downstairs. Marshall sat at the top of the stairs, listening to the group muttering and discussing about why Marshall called them all there. A few minutes passed, and he went downstairs to the group.

"I know you're all curious as to why I called you here..." Marshall said, as he looked to Sophia - knowing that he was doing the right thing. "There's no easy way to say this so I'll just say it." He stated. "We were... Out, in the open. Raiding this car, this big new shit. We got... Attacked. Some guy, must've been at least 45 - probably older. He attacked us. Grabbed Sophia, knocked me clean flat out for at least 10 seconds. He was going to --" Marshall stopped, remembering Sophia didn't want Katelyn to find out the mans intentions. He looked everyone in the eyes - except Katelyn - giving them a look that they would maybe understand, that what he said next isn't 100% accurate. "He was going to... Rob us. Steal our guns and shit, take the car - take [i]everything[/i]." He stated, looking everyone in the eyes again except Katelyn. His eyes ignoring Katelyn's wasn't noticeable by anyone. But when he looked at the others - he hoped he was getting the message across. The man was a rapist. But Marshall wasn't about to say it infront of Sophia's little sister. 

"I got up, and saw him reaching for Sophia's neck. I didn't feel as if I had a choice. He was going to -- rob us. Maybe even hurt us more than he already had. I shot him... In the chest. He fell back. I walked up, shouted some shit and shot him in the head." Marshall stated.

"I killed a man today."

"I don't like it any more than you. Until the government clean this shit up - if they fuckin' do - then I hate to think these are the kind of things we're gonna' have to do. Together. Alone. It's not an easy thought. But if these are the type of things we're going to have to do in order to survive... Shit, I'll do 'em. I hate sayin' that but I don't want to let this stop us of who we are. Who we were before this... The thing is... When you're in the position I was - and when you kill someone - - When you stop someone's life, stop their existence. It changes you. I'm lookin' at things differently now... I don't like it." Marshall states, trying to justify his actions.

"I know that some of you - if not all of you, are probably thinking something along the lines of '[i]Why didn't you just beat him up, or run, or get in and drive away. Why did you have to kill him[/i].' I know where you're coming from. The thing is... Try to look at it like this. When you're in my shoes, in [i]my[/i] position, you don't get to think about what you're doing from the point of view we are looking at it now. You can't re-invent the moment or anything. I did what I did, it was in the moment. I didn't think about any other options. I did what I had to do - at the time. Looking at it now, I may be joining you and thinking why I didn't do things differently. But it's not like that when you're doing it." Marshall says. 

"I thought he was going to hurt Sophia more than he had hurt me. If any of you - - [i]Any[/i] of you - - were in Sophia's shoes? I'd have done the same thing and shot. I don't want to be changed by this world. But I already am. I had to protect her because she's in the group. Sophia's capable, and isn't the kind of person to need protecting. But [i]anyone[/i] in her position needed to be protected." Marshall informs to the group. 

"I'm not trying to say that [i]I'm[/i] the leader of the group or anything. Hell... I don't know. This isn't a leadership talk or anything. I'm not trying to make my self leader here. But I'm just saying..."

"[i]I[/i] will do anything - anything - to keep everyone of you alive. It might not be my responsibility, but I'm putting that weight on my shoulders. I don't care if you call me a leader, or don't. I don't think of my self as the leader. The way I see it, once we hit my house, which is where we're going next, I don't care who decides where we go, or what we do. But [i]I[/i], personally - [i]me[/i], I am not losing anyone of you to this damn shit. I know most of you feel like you don't need protection, and to be honest you are right, most of you can completely handle yourself - and that's great. But after today... If anyone of you is lost... I'd some how feel like it was my fault. Even though there may not be anything I could've done. Even though I might not be there. I won't be the only one having to make these choices. But when I do need too - - [i]I won't hesitate.[/i] I'll do whatever I need to do, to keep this group together - [i]alive.[/i] Leader or not - I don't give a fuck - I don't see my self as the leader type. I suppose we might not even need one - for now anyway. But after today... I'll do whatever I can, whenever I can - to make sure no one fuckin' dies." Marshall said. He looked to Luke for reassurance, but when their eyes locked he wasn't too sure what Luke was thinking - so Marshall looked away.

"Why don't you all go ahead and get some rest. I'm goin' upstairs to just keep watch. Even if we don't need it. Some of you may never look at me the same again after what I did. But I did it. And... I don't regret it." Marshall said, as he wiped some sweat off his forehead, looks over at Sophia - leaves the garage and goes upstairs.