I plan to make this a little compilation of moments between Rick & Michonne that we don't/didn't get to see on the show. You know, those little important moments in-between.

This one is within the time period of the second half of season 4, where Michonne found Rick & Carl together after the prison fell. I haven't decided on a permanent title yet. I hope people like it!

They both heard the knock on the door and instantly froze in place. Who could be knocking?

Rick got up to look through the peephole as Carl drew his gun and pointed it towards the door just in case. Then all of a sudden, Rick was laughing and leaning down against the door, causing Carl immense confusion.

"What?" he whisper-yelled to his dad.

"It's for you."

"Michonne?!" Carl yelled excitedly just as he pushed his body forward to embrace her in a hug, all but forgetting about being scared just moments before. Seeing her after so much trauma was like a dream. "It's you."

Taken off guard a bit, Michonne took a couple steps back from the force with a gasp but otherwise held held him back tightly. "Yeah, it's me."

Carl thought he had never smiled so much or so hard before in the new world. After thinking that he'd never see anyone from the prison again, seeing her was the best thing that could've happened to both he and his dad. Michonne instantly felt a whole new fountain of tears involuntarily pouring out of her eyes. The relief she felt was overwhelming as she pulled back to make sure Carl was real and really in front of her.

"Why don't you let her breathe a little, Carl."

It was then she noticed Rick standing a little distance into the house, looking like he wanted to do what Carl had just done but was unsure whether or not it would be okay. The way he looked so wounded and vulnerable filled Michonne with worry. He leaned limply against the sideways couch, clearly in pain just by standing up. But he didn't want to appear weak in front of her.

"Hey," he whispered to her in a scratchy voice as she approached him with Carl by her said. He too was having trouble believing she was really there and not a figment of imagination.

"Hey," she whispered back, not knowing what else to say as tears continued to pour down her face. "You look terrible."

Instead of being offended by Michonne's innocuous, yet true statement, Rick simply laughed in spite of himself, "It's good to see you too." Then he said seriously this time: "We missed you."

Michonne nodded up at him, "I did too."

The two of them awkwardly stood a couple feet away from each other while Carl watched with a sly grin. They were absolutely terrified of each other in that moment, and they knew exactly what that meant. Neither of them knew what to say to communicate their urgent feelings.

"Really Rick, let me help fix you up," she said gently as she rested a hand on his inevitably tense shoulder, turning him a bit so she could properly assess the damage that had been inflicted upon his face.

"Yeah.. okay," Rick responded. He watched as Michonne's eyebrows shot up in surprise. She had expected him to argue or say he was fine when he obviously wasn't, physically or emotionally.

It was then she observed that somebody important was missing: Judith. She knew what that meant too.

Once in the bathroom, Rick sat on top of the cold toilet with the lid closed as Michonne leaned down over him, working on his injuries.

Michonne dabbed the wet cloth carefully around the injured parts of his face, but he inevitably still winced at the stinging pain it caused.

"Hold still," Michonne ordered as she started to bandage him up, "It's okay, just a little bit more."

And just as she had promised, it was soon done and Rick found himself oddly missing the feel of her hands on his face. His face was flushed where she had touched it.

"Thank you."

"You don't need to thank me, Rick, you would've done it for me too."

After a couple moments of silence, Michonne decided to say the thing that had been on her mind ever since she first arrived at the house. "I'm sorry about Judith."

Rick looked a bit shocked at the mention of her name, jerking his head up suddenly. But he didn't look upset, at least not in the way Michonne had expected. "Yeah, me too. I'm the one who couldn't protect her."

"You tried to."

"Yeah, but I couldn't. Now she's gone too."

Michonne didn't know what to say to that, so she stood from her squatting position near the toilet and motioned towards the door, " We should go back downstairs, Carl's probably wondering what's taking us so long up here."

"We've been holed up here for a couple days, I think," Carl explained as the three of them sat around the table in the kitchen, Rick's face was now bandaged to the best of Michonne's abilities with some medical tape they found in the bathroom cabinet.

"Dad was unconscious for a while.. so I went out to find some food and supplies in the other houses."

"That was good of you to do," Michonne assured him. "It looks your dad really needed to be protected."

Carl smiled proudly while at the same time, looking down in slight embarrassment. At the end of the day, he was still a kid and he liked to be told he had done a good job with something important.

"On your way here," Rick spoke up suddenly, "Did you see anyone from the prison?" He tried to sound hopeful but his sadness was obvious.

The way he was looking at her made her feel all the sadness he held as well as her own. Daryl, Glenn, Maggie, Carol.. the others. She had looked for them too but found nothing. She only shook her head in response to his question, looking down at the table where her fingers were intertwined.

Rick hadn't expected her to say she had found anyone, they would have been with her. But he had to do justice to his people and ask her anyway.

"Okay.. I'm glad you're here though. I'm glad you found us."

When Michonne looked back up and into his diamond-like blue eyes, she saw nothing but pure sincerity behind the obscure sadness.

"Where else would I be? You know I had to find you two," she whispered softly, truly happy to be with two people she considered to be her family.

It was in that moment she realized with true joy, that she wouldn't be alone in the world anymore. She was back with her people.