So I KNOW I should be updating my other stories but this was stuck in my head all night. I decided that if it was still in my head when I woke up that I would write it. It's going to be short. Just a feel good piece but will still have a wee bit of smut in there. let me know what you think. Review, comment, criticize, PM me.

Vegaslover.

The Beginning

Chapter 1

"Daddy?"

"Yes Princess?"

"How did you and mommy meet?"

"Your momma happened to run into me one day. That's how we met." Rick turned to look at his six year old daughter who was leaning over the side of her chair, peering at him with large blue eyes that matched his own. Savannah Grimes was a precocious child, a trait that her maternal grandparents declared she'd inherited from her mother. "Why do you ask?"

"Well, I was watching 'The Little Mermaid' last night with Auntie Sasha and she said 'That's nothing like how your parents met.' When I asked her how you met, she told me to ask you," she explained matter of factly.

"Oh she did, huh?" Making a mental note to ask Sasha what she was thinking next time he saw her, Rick turned down the heat on the grill before walking over to his lounge chair and sitting down. "What else did she tell you to ask me?"

"She said to ask you if it was love at first sight like it was for Ariel."

Rick chuckled as he thought back to the first time he'd laid his eyes on his beautiful wife. "Well Princess, if you come over here, I'll tell you a secret."

Savannah jumped down from her chair and ran over to her father, her unruly, copper curls bouncing all the way. "What's the secret daddy?!" she asked excitedly. "Does mommy know?"

Rick pulled Savanah into his lap with a smile. "No Savannah, even mommy doesn't know. Yes, I fell in love with your mommy the first time I saw her."

Seven and a half years ago

"I'm fuckin' starvin'. I'm so hungry I could eat a squirrel. Practice was rough today," Daryl Dixon said as he walked next to his best friend Rick Grimes towards the dining hall.

"Eww! Don't let anyone else hear you say that Dixon. They won't be as understanding as I am," Rick replied. Daryl and Rick had grown up in the same small Georgia town of Kings County becoming best friends when Daryl had come to stay with the Grimes after being taken away from his abusive parents at the age of 12. The move had allowed Daryl to prosper socially, academically, and physically. He and Rick were currently in their senior year at the University of Maryland both on soccer scholarships. They had transferred from a division three school after their sophomore year, looking forward for more competition and the true college experience.

Daryl laughed. "It's been a while since I had to do that but I guess these northerners wouldn't get it anyway. Hell, neither do you. If I remember right, squirrel taste just like chicken," he said with a grin. "Speakin' of…do they have those chicken steaks at late night? That's what I want."

Rick was about to reply when he was knocked into Daryl, feeling a slap across his face. "What the fuck?" he said shaking his head.

"SORRY!" a voice called like the wind. Looking up his breath caught in his throat. Running backwards with a two hands covering her bare breast was the most beautiful creature he'd ever seen. She was lean and lithe yet he could see she was muscular as her thighs moved up and down, tendons flexing under the smooth skin of her bare legs. Her body was stunning but it was the smile she gave him that captured his heart. It was blinding white and perfectly framed by her full lips. Her hair, which Rick now realized was what had slapped him in the face, was in dreads that went well past her shoulders to the middle of her strong back. "My bad."

"Come on Michonne! Stop flirting," said the lighter skinned girl who had sprinted back to her. "We can't be last!" She too clutched her bare breast as the two were only dressed in knee high sweat socks, tennis shoes and underwear. The girl who came back wore red boys shorts while the one named Michonne had on a white thong that contrasted with her ebony skin.

"Later boys," Michonne called, puckering her lips in a kiss before she turned, her dreads whipping around her face and sprinting past her friend down the path into the dark.

It took a moment for both Daryl and Rick to come to their senses, each feeling that they had just been the presence of goddesses. "Did you just see that? Did that really happen?" Daryl questioned still staring at the spot the two girls had occupied for less than a minute as if they would reappear.

"It did indeed," a loud, boisterous voice said right as a strong hand clasped on each of the boys shoulders. The voice belonged to their suitemate and football player Abraham Ford. At only 22 he looked older with his massive build and red goatee. He had plans to go into the military if his NFL dreams fell flat. "It looks like the girls track team has started their round of truth or dare early and if this is any indication of how they plan to continue, I for one am very excited."

"They go here? And run track?" Daryl asked at the same time Rick asked "Won't they get in trouble?"

Abraham laughed as they once again began their trek to the dining hall. "They sure do go here! You guys were in your own little world of division one cheerleaders and home town girlfriends last year. Those two have been causing rivers of drool across this campus and plenty others for years. Welcome to the promised land boys! And it is over flowing with milk and honey. Or in case of those two and my girlfriend Rosita, the land over floweth with tits and ass."

Rick and Daryl walked along, listening to Abe talk but still in confusion at the fact that girls that looked like that even existed yet along had been occupying the same space as they had for over a year. Sure they both had girlfriends when they started at UMD but those relationship had soon disintegrated due to distance and lack of trust. Neither their girlfriends nor their friends from back home had come close to what they had just witnessed.

"They aren't going to get in trouble for running around campus naked?" Rick once again asked, not knowing how it was possible.

The red headed giant threw his head back in laughter. "THIS is a D-1 school guys. Over 30,000 kids go here plus commuters. Who is going to complain about hot ass girls running practically naked on the south side of campus at 9 pm? I, for one, am not. I guess you didn't get it last year so welcome to the college experience!" he boomed as he threw open the doors to the dining hall, getting high fives from the rest of his football teammates as they walked in.

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Three days later, Rick and Daryl made their way down to the athletic complex to do their workout at the time Abraham had suggested. The man himself was standing out front talking to his girlfriend Rosita as they approached. They saw him give her a kiss before she disappeared back into the weight room.

"Welcome. Glad you boys could make it," he called out as they came closer, his grin making him resemble the Cheshire Cat from Alice on Wonderland.

"What's up Abe?" Daryl said as he and Rick greeted their roommate with their usual fist pound. "Why'd you tell us to come down here now?"

Abe walked into the building, steering the guys to the floor to ceiling windows that looked over the entire weight room floor. "I told you to come now so that you boys can stop hanging around the quad hoping the beauties from your wet dreams happen to run by naked again. Well, they aren't naked but they are damn close. God bless America."

Once again Daryl and Rick were speechless as the ladies track team worked out in front of them dressed in little more than what appeared to be sports bras and boys shorts. The boys knew they were the standard workout wear for track but they left little to the imagination.

The girl who they now knew to be Sasha stood talking to Rosita, a feisty Latina, and a very pretty white girl who's brown hair was cut in a bob. All three were watching Michonne sprint on the treadmill as their coach increased her incline. Rick was mesmerized as he watched her strong legs churn, her feet practically hitting her strong ass as her full breast bounced up and down. He saw her raise her hand to signal the couch to slow the machine down. Daryl and Rick were in awe that she made something they knew was harder than it looked appear so easy.

Jumping off, all of her friends gave her a high fives, listening as the coach gave her pointers. Once he was finished, Michonne turned to leave the room meeting Rick's eyes through the glass. A smile slowly spread over her face as she pushed open the door.

"Abe! You bringing your friends around to spy on us again?" she said as she strolled over to the trio. Her voice was smooth, smokey and undeniably sexy.

"What can I say? I appreciate beautiful things and like to share them," he replied as he pulled her into a hug. " Seriously though, these are my roommates Daryl and Rick. They both play soccer and came to do their workout."

"Ohhhh. The Georgia boys. Rosita told Sasha and I all about you," Michonne said, her voice taking on an amused tone, as she took her time to look both men up and down, her gaze lingering on Rick's crotch a hair longer than was necessary.

"And you ran into us the other night," Daryl added. " You and your friend."

"That I did. I'll have to recommend running at night more often if it means running into you guys," she declared, a smirk playing at her lips. "Well, I just came to get some water." Michonne walked over to the water fountain and bent over, her ass on full display once again making Rick's mouth run dry. After a few sips she stood up, wiped her mouth and walked back to the door. "See you later Rick." And with that she strolled back into the weight room .

"Looks like you got an admirer you lucky bastard," Daryl said still staring at Sasha who was now using adductor machine to work her inner thighs.

Rick walked closer to the glass, gazing at Michonne as she stretched on a mat. Her smile, her voice, that ass; he was in love. "Fellas, I think I just met the future Mrs. Rick Grimes."