A/N: Inspired by a reoccurring dream

Things have been slightly stressful for Rick at his job at the sheriffs office, the crime rate has gone up a bit in the past month leaving him with huge amounts of paperwork and more physical demand. A few days later things were going the same as they have all week when his boss called him into his office, which only happens when he's called out for another assignment. Surprisingly he was impressed with everything he's done around the office at he gave him a two weeks paid vacation. Rick shook his hand and thanked him for his offer and quickly walked out of the office in fear he would change his mind. Once he arrived home he made dinner and watched some tv, still not knowing what to do with his time off considering it's been the same routine for years. He went on the computer to check how much he had in his savings account, roughly forty five hundred bucks and some change. At that moment he booked a non stop flight to jamaica for six o'clock tonight. Even though he's never been their before and didn't know what to expect it sounded more adventurous than staying home.

After being on an airplane for over two hours Rick was finally happy to land at the airport. Once he grabbed his bags he walked outside the terminal, feeling a mildly warm breeze on his exposed skin. During the cab ride the sun started to set, giving the sky a bluish look with an orange tone. He's seen a sunset a bunch of times but at least his time he could finally enjoy it. After checking into his hotel room he unpacked his stuff and sat by the window, which had a large view of the city. Not knowing too much about the nightlife he stayed in and ordered room service to save his energy.

Rick woke up at noon and got dressed. He was clueless about what to do but took his camera just in case. The sun beamed down as he made his way down the block, seeing a variety of shops. Many people around him were socializing amongst each other, giving him the impression of a friendly environment. A gentlemen standing near a food stand noticed a lost look on Rick's faced and called him over. He seemed hungry so the man told him that him and his friend make the best chicken soup in town and that he couldn't leave the city without trying it. Three local people who had their food also agreed with the man. He looked at the bright sign that read Jim Jim's soup. The price seemed reasonable so he said yes.

The cook grabbed a medium sized styrofoam cup and filled it with huge chunks of chicken, variety of chopped vegetables and seasoned broth. Sitting on a bench he took in the aroma from the steam. To him the soup was packed with flavor with a little hint of sweetness in the broth. Past the shopping district he heard some mild tempo music and went to check it out. He saw a woman wearing a long colorful fabric skirt and a black tank top dancing in a semi circle of instrumentalist. He was impressed by her fluid body movements, like she was trying to tell a story without the help of a singer. Her dark brown skin glistened in the sunlight as she continued to dance. When she spun around in a circle her bandana fell off, revealing her medium length dreadlocks. This woman is beautiful; he's never seen anyone like her. Before he could come up with a way to approach the woman she was shaking hands with the group of men. He made the choice to let it go and continue on with his original plans.

The moon glowed brightly over the city as Rick made the walk back to his hotel. Looking at the beach he noticed a woman slowly dancing on top of a large rock. Long skirt, tank top, this was the same woman he saw earlier. Being a risk taker he took a walk through the smooth sand to finally approach the woman. He watched her move her body with the motion of the waves. There were many things he found intriguing about her and even though she had a great body that wasn't something he focused on. When she did her final pose she looked down and saw a man staring at her. They locked eyes with each other for a solid minute. He felt his heart stop as the woman came down from the rock and walked towards him.

"I didn't mean to intrude" He said. She looked at him neutrally then smiled.

"Your that guy from earlier" He nodded his head, feeling slightly embarrassed.

"Don't worry, my uncle owns that restaurant you were standing outside of" He couldn't figure out what to say and the moonlight shining down on her skin didn't help.

"I'm Rick" He reached our his hand.

"Heh, names Michonne" She happily shook his hand. "You see that street corner over there, some of the best street vendors come out at this time and make the best food. I doubt that soup filled you up, care to join me?"

"Sure" He smiled.

As they continue their walk he found out she wasn't originally from here, just spending time with her uncle for a few months. The weather was warm and a live band was playing as they made there way through the semi crowded streets, sampling various foods. For the first time Rick was able to let go of his troubles and have fun for once.

"Hello tell me what you want it's all right here" The man said, stirring the contents inside the pot.

"I need your sample platter, all the goodies" She said.

The cook took a large styrofoam container and filled it with every food his stand offered. Michonne and Rick sat down on the side walk to eat.

"Okay you got your Chicken, Fish, rice, bread, and steamed bananas" She pointed out.

Rick tried the chicken and was immediately hit with the intense flavors. She smiled as she watched him grab another piece. He was going to try the fish but Michonne suddenly stopped him, saying he wasn't eating it right. She grabbed a bottle of hot sauce and put an ample amount over his piece of fish. Determined not to make a fool of himself he bravely put the fish in his mouth but instantly started coughing.

"You'll build up an immunity to it" She laughed, handing him a beer. He couldn't help but laugh himself. He held up his bottle and clanked it with hers.

"Cheers" He said, taking a big sip"

Once they finished Michonne grabbed two more beers from one of the stands and they begun their walk back to his hotel. Many thoughts and emotions going through him, he really enjoyed her company tonight but knew it was coming to an end.

"I had a lot of fun, thank you for that" He said.

"My pleasure" She smiled, taking a sip of beer. She started walking up the sidewalk

"Wait that's it?" He said. She stopped and turned around.

"I'm a free spirit, I'll be around" She winked, continuing her walk.