Hello Every one! Glad you like the first chapter! I am just overjoyed with encouragement and great feedback I have received. Keep the feedback coming! Here is the second chapter.

Another thanks' goes out to Siancore! You will see some of her handiwork in this chapter specifically the conversation between Shane and Rick. My version was more sterile, hers, as you will see, brings forth more warmth between the two friends. Testament to her skills as an author and teacher. I'm learning so much about this writing thing.

WARNING! There is physical abuse of Michonne in this chapter so please protect your minds, spirts and hearts.

Otherwise please enjoy! Hope to have another Chapter out to you soon.

Rick's eyes scanned the map Glenn had spread out on the makeshift table, the intricate red and blue lines blurred in front of him as a feeling of weariness tried to overtake him. He had tried to sleep but the thought of losing the only lead they had to find Judith, kept him up the night before. Actually, he didn't remember the last time he had had more than a few hours' sleep.

His mind was a constant battlefield of detailed plans of action and worry that he was on a fool's errand and his daughter was lost to him for good. Rick tried to will the desolation away and remain confident that they were on the right track to find his daughter. Every once in a while, one of his closest friends, Glenn, would shoot him a reassuring look. He was grateful for his friend's presence; not only for moral support, but because he was an expert tracker. Rick tried not to feel anything but confident that they were on the right track to find his daughter.

The day before, they had happened upon scene where it appeared a small battle had recently been fought. Two dismembered bodies laid strewn across the forest floor along with a crashed hoverboard, the hoverboard had an empty trailer attached to the back of it. They also found a set of footprints, which led away from the scene.

Rick didn't want to jump to conclusions but the hoverboard appeared similar to the one that Judith was kidnapped in but it was the only lead he and his small group had found in the past three weeks. They followed the footprints until the night made them too hard to spot and too dangerous to be follow.

By luck, his group had found this small cabin and dispatched the three zombies who still occupied the small space.

"Here drink this." Carol said, a prominent doctor in their community, handed him a mug filled with hot coffee.

"Thanks." He said, glad she decided to come along on this trip. She was good friend. They all were.

He looked around small cabin and the inhabitants who decided to drop everything they were doing to help him find his daughter. It warmed his heart that they were here and he knew they would stand by his side as long as he needed them to.

Glenn moved from cot to cot waking their occupants. They had to get an early start this morning, in hopes that they can find the trail again.

Carl woke with a start, he shot up in the cot once he was roused from his slumber; his long hair, disheveled from a restless night, stood up in different directions.

Tyrese, one of Rick's closest friends since high school, sat up silently and stretched before moving to break down the small cot he had slept on.

Maggie, Glenn's significate other, struggled as she rose; but once she did, Glenn pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead.

Once everybody was up, Rick put a call into Shane, who he had to leave behind to protect their community.

"Update Shane?"

"None team lead, it's been quiet on our end," Shane replied as he stared bleary into his camera. For the past month Shane made sure to answer Ricks call at any time. He had made sure the security team was ready to move at a moment's notice. "Anything on your end?"

"We heard some gun shots late last night and was able to track down where the battle was coming from but once we got there it was too late. Whomever was fighting had moved on. But Glenn was able to pick up some tracks, we're waiting for the sun to come up so we can see if we can find them again."

Shane could hear the small glimmer of hope in his friend's voice. It had been a month since they set out in search of Judith, and each time Rick had reported back to Shane, it was always the same: A few leads here and there, but nothing concrete. It seemed they were still not any closer to discovering the child's whereabouts.

"Rick," said Shane. His tone was soft as he approached the next thing he would say with care. "It's been almost thirty days…"

"I know what you're thinking," Rick replied as the room stilled and its occupants waited for what their leader had to say further on the matter. "You think we're not going to find her."

Shane sighed, feeling guilty for having to be the one to broach the subject with Rick. Yet someone had to.

"No, that's not what I think," said Shane. "I want to know if you think you'll find her."

"I will keep searching for her until my dying breath and if I can't find her I will find the ones who took her from me and make sure that they never do this to another parent again."

Shane nodded, "Understood Team Lead."

Rick ended the call with a "Team lead out."

The people in the room had begun to move about again. Rick sat at the table and sipped his coffee trying to ignore the negative voices in his head. Judith was alive and he was going to find her.

The small team left a few minutes after the sun rose. Following Glens lead, they were able to pick up the set of footprints they had found the previous day.

Glenn halted at a large tree, bending down he pointed to a foot print near the base of the tree. "Whomever it is, is smart. She is keeping close the tree line only allowing her feet in the moss and exposed tree limbs and not in the grass, where her footprints could settle and be tracked." Glenn pointed ahead, "She also doubled back a couple times to try to lose us or the men who are pursuing her."

"How do you know it's a woman?" Rick asked.

"The size of the foot print. I could be wrong, it could be a teenager or slender man but I do believe it's a woman."

"Why would those men be chasing a woman?" Maggie asked stepping up beside Rick. The others continued to watch their backs for any dangers.

"I don't know but whomever she is, I hope she could lead us to Judith."

"Let's keep going as it looks like the guys she was fighting last night are hot on her trail also." Glenn said picking up the pace as he scanned the ground, "She seems to be on her feet as the men who are chasing her are using hoverboards."

No sooner than words had passed from Glens mouth when they heard fire blasters coming about fifty feet in front of them.

Rick pulled out his gun, the others followed his lead. He ran forward and prayed today would be the day he got his daughter back.

After they exited a group of trees, Rick held his hand up to signal his group to stop. In front of them they found four hoverboards surrounding a black woman who stooped on the ground beneath them. The woman long dreadlocked hair fell into the dirt and obscured her face. Her frame seemed so small compared to the six men who surrounded her.

The men on the hoverboards, whipped what appeared to be bike chains down upon the woman's back. She didn't fight back, she just held her position. Rick couldn't even hear any screams as they rained down the steel chains down upon her.

The largest man, yelled "You will return her to us or we will beat you to death and take her from your dead body!"

"You'll have to take her from my dead body then you bastard!"

"Chonne no!"

The voice was muffled but it stopped Rick dead in his tracks. That was Judith!

"Judith!"

With a quick reflex the woman picked up Judith with one arm and in the other a bright green sword ejected from the woman's hand, she slammed the cold blade into the hoverboard to her left, then swiftly turned to the occupant to the hoverboard to her right, cutting off his right foot. Amputated foots hoverboard then swung into the other on his left, careening them both off and to the side clearing a large path. The woman saw her chance and took it; she ran! The bright green sword in one hand and Judith in the other.

By this time, Rick and his group had moved to meet her. He could now see Judith's brown curls as she held tightly to the woman, her face buried in the woman's neck.

Hold on baby! Daddies coming!

Once the woman saw them she tried to divert and head the other way. She probably thought they were with idiots who were following her.

Bad idea though, as the forth hoverboard rider, used the opportunity to use the chain again, it slapped against the woman's back hard and sent her spiraling. She lost her grip on her katana as she used both hands to protect Judith in her fall. Rick grimaced as the woman went face first into the dry dirt. He could hear his companions use their guns to take down the last hoverboard rider but he kept going toward the one who was threatening the woman who was protecting his daughter.

The chain whipped out again, and this time it slipped around the woman's neck; using the leverage, the hoverboard rider pulled her up off the ground. Rick could see the rider was now dragging the woman toward the cliff while simultaneously choking her. The rider was going to drag the woman over, the problem was Judith still clung to the woman.

"Chonne!" Judith cried out as she tried her best to help uncurl the chain from around Michonne's neck.

"Judith!" Rick called out, "Let go! Judith let go!"

Rick fired upon the rider, hitting him right in the chest. It did nothing to stop the hoverboard from continuing on its quest even though the rider crumbled on its deck. The chain didn't loosen as the woman continued to be dragged along toward the edge of the cliff.

Rick ran as fast as he could, he was so close but Judith was still out of reach. He stretched for her "Judith let go!"

At the last second just as the woman went over the edge, he felt Judith small body slam into his chest. The woman at the last moment, unwrapped Judith's arms and legs from around her body and thrown her toward Rick.

Rick watched in horror as the woman's body fell over the mountains edge, the chain still around her neck.

"CHONNE!" Judith's screamed.

Rick wrapped Judith in his arms but she continued to scream "Chonne! Chonne!"

Rick tried to hush her and soothe her but Judith continued to struggle and scream. No matter what he did she would not even look at him. She continued to fight to get away. It wasn't until Carl caught up to them and called Judith's name did she stop struggling.

"Judes! Are you okay?" Carl asked. "Judes!"

It took a moment but Judith finally turned toward of her brother's voice, "Carl?" she called, fear and uncertainty lacing her voice.

Carl took Judith into his arms, "Yes, it's me Judes."

"Carl!" Judith cried, "They hurt Chonne Carl!" She was openly sobbing now "They hurt Chonne."

That's when Rick noticed the blood on his jacket sleeve. He pulled Judith out of Carls arms and searched her for wounds. She was hysterical but otherwise there was no wounds he could see.

Again, she wouldn't let him hold her, she struggled in his arms and that's when Rick felt it. His daughter held a glass blade and she had been stabbing his right arm with it. Carl was able to take it from her.

"Judes stop!" Carl yelled, "You're hurting dad."

"Daddy?"

"Yes Judes, Daddy."

Judy finally opened her eyes and stared up at her father's face. "Daddy, you have to help Chonne! You got to get herr!"

Rick was so grateful to have his daughter back in his arms again. He pressed kisses on her forehead and cheeks and tried to soothe her as she continued to cry out for the woman who had saved her life.

"We are already on it Judith." Maggie said calmly said, she now stood near the right of them at the edge of the cliff and stared down. "Carol and Glenn are trying to reach your friend Chonne now."

Rick had no hope that they would find the woman alive. There is no way she could have survived that drop.

"Rick!" Carol called from the bottom of the cliff.

"Yeah!" Rick called taking a tentative step toward the cliff, noticing that Judith was afraid, he handed her over to Carl. "Did you find her down there?"

"Yep and she's alive. She's critical but she's alive. I can hyper heal some of her superficial wounds but we have to get her back to the hospital if we want to save her." Carol called back up.

Rick used his wrist band and called Shane.

"Yes Team Lead."

"We got Judith." Rick responded, "But we need emergency transport to the hospital."

"We have your signal and sending transport to you now." Shane responded, "Is Judith alright?"

"Yeah, but it appears her savior isn't"

Michonne woke up slowly, her whole body hurt. All she wanted to do was go back into the dark pit but the pain was lulling her back towards the light.

She slowly opened her eyes and didn't recognize the room she was in. There were unfamiliar posters on the wall in front of her. She slowly turned her head and searched the room she was in. From the decoration it appeared she was in a kid's room, a boy's room, in fact.

She stilled when she heard an unfamiliar voice.

"Judes, she probably still asleep. Remember what Carol said. She said your friend has to sleep for a long time to recover from her injuries."

"But I know she's awake this time." Michonne recognized that precocious voice anywhere:Judith. A smile formed on Michonne's lips, she was happy the little girl was alive.

"Judes, come on let her sleep."

"Carl, please just let me check this one last time." Judith begged.

There was a pause then the older brother Judith had told Michonne so much about relented, "Oh okay just this one last time."

The door opened a fraction more and Michonne made sure to keep her tired eyes open and a smile on her face as Judith small face peaked into the room. Judith's eyes widened and smile lit up her face as she screamed, "SHE"S AWAKE! I TOLD YOU! CHONNE'S AWAKE!"

Michonne groaned as the little girl's loud voice filled the room. Judith ran to Michonne's side and quickly crawled into the bed with her. "Chonne, you're awake?" Judith asked this time quietly. Possibly remembering the rule of speaking softly and quietly while they were out in the wilderness hiding from men who thought to hurt them.

Michonne nodded and once she did, Judith buried her face into Michonne's neck and begun silently crying. Using her free arm Michonne gathered the little girl closer and tried to find her voice to comfort the little girl.

Carl stared at Michonne in disbelief before moving to the pitcher of water to pour Michonne a glass of water.

She could hear other footsteps as they entered the bedroom but she didn't move from comforting the little girl who clung to her.

Finally, Michonne was able to croak out a "Judes?" The name the little girl had insisted Michonne call her while they were out on their "adventure." Judith only buried her face deeper into Michonne's neck. Michonne took the time to search the faces of the people who surrounded her bedside. There was an older woman there with gray hair and serious blue eyes. She intently watched Michonne actions. Then there was a Asian man who held a friendly smile for her and young brown haired woman who smiled encouragingly. Michonne eyes caught Carl's who just held the glass water toward her.

"Here," he said. Handing the glass to Michonne,

Michonne gratefully took a deep drink of the cool water. She handed it back, "Thank you, Carl." At Carl's shocked expression she explained, "Judith told me all about her big brother on our adventure." Looking down at the child she held in her arms, she asked "Isn't that right Judes?"

That seemed to do the trick, Judith sat up, her tears forgotten, she graced Michonne with a big smile, "I did!" she sang out "But I also told you about my daddy."

That's when Michonne's eyes connected to the bluest eyes she had ever seen before. All at once the room grew smaller, and wetness pooled between her legs. A feeling of want, lust, and desperation hit her all at once. Michonne let out a gasp in surprise. Even though her body betrayed her as she tried to sit up, "You?" she addressed to the blue-eyed stranger, pain slammed into her side at her movements but it did nothing to stop the effects of the Indluvu.

Her breathing changed and it was like she was viewing everything in red prism, everything but him, he was graced in a cool white light. She felt that if she could just get to him, he could cool this fire that was overwhelming her.

She took in her match, and his blue denim shirt and dark jeans, the low-cut beard that surrounded very kissable lips, the dark hair curled at his neck. The only thing Michonne could think about was how those lips and beard was going to feel between her legs. She tried to raise herself from her bed so she could go to him but her entire body hurt. She groaned in frustration as she tried to make her body move.

It took only a few seconds for everyone in the room to feel the change in atmosphere and Carol swung into action. She pulled Judith off of the bed and handed her to Maggie and reached into her medical bag. "Maggie, take Judith to her room."

Pulling out a syringe Carol headed toward Rick, who looked like he was going to take a leap onto the bed and the undulating woman.

"Glenn! Carl! Grab him before he causes anymore damage to her!" Carl was surprised to see a total change take over his father. Rick looked almost possessed, with a total singular objective: to have woman in Carl's bed. Carl and Glenn did what they could to pull Ricks back and away from 'Chonne', as Judith called her.

As soon as Carl, with Glenn's help, stopped his approach toward woman, his father began fighting them. He threw a shocked Carl to the ground and landed a solid punch to Glenn's face, Glenn recovered and launched himself at Ricks back just as Rick was about to crawl into the bed.

Hauling a growling Rick back with the help of Carl, they pulled he away by his waist holding him a few feet away from the bed. Carl got up and grabbed his father by the neck and tried to push him back. They held him just long enough for Carol to inject something into Ricks right arm.

She then rushed to Michonne's side and did the same thing.

"Mine," Rick growled dragging Glenn and his son toward the bed. His eyes never wavered from the occupant. "Mine." He said again.

"Yes, Rick, she is yours but you have to leave her to heal right now," Carol answered. "You would never forgive yourself, or me, if we let you hurt her."

"I would not hurt," Rick voice only deepened as he continued, "I would love."

Rick couldn't think clearly. A part of his conscious mind understood that he was acting out of character but he couldn't focus on anything other than the woman in his son's bed. And how much he needed to feel those luscious lips on his, to drag his tongue across her dark skin, feel her sheathed around his hardness as he buried himself inside her again and again. The front of his jeans felt so tight but he didn't dare reach down to adjust himself as he only wanted her to touch him.

Damn! Her smell alone was driving him crazy, she smelled liked brown sugar and spice. He wanted bury his face between her long legs and just breathe her in. He made to move toward her again but Glenn and Carl held him steady.

"I'm not sure in this state of mind you would know what you would do to her," Carol answered "You will have to wait until she heals."

"How long?" Rick asked his words slurred as if his brain was struggling to find the words.

"Maybe two weeks." Carol replied.

"No!" Michonne said from the bed, her legs rubbed together under the sheets as she tried to find some release, she still wanted the stranger who stood only a few feet from her. He could give her release. She knew he could. "Too long!" She moaned.

"Yes, too long!" Rick agreed taking another step toward the bed, pulling Glenn and Carl along with him.

"Stop Rick!" Carol said holding her hand out. "The inhibitor I injected into both should clear your minds so you can think for yourselves. Rick look at her! She's injured! She has two cracked ribs, and a fractured tailbone. She can barely move! If you take her in this state, you will surely maim her for life. Is that what you want?"

"I don't care," Michonne moaned as she thrashed upon the bed as the wetness between her legs intensified. She groaned in agony and twisted on the bed. "I want him! I want Rick."

Everyone ignored the growl that emanated from Rick at the sound of his name coming from her mouth.

"Oh my god!What the hell is happening to me?" Michonne wailed in a moment of clarity; her whole body was wracked in pain but all she could think about satisfying this need that throbbed between her thighs.

Carol checked Michonne's heart rate. "The pain medicine you are on might be hindering the inhibitor I gave you. I might need to give you another dose. But just to be safe I wait rather wait a couple of hours."

"Rick, you should be feeling the effects of the inhibitor." Carol said looking toward her friend. She hoped the inhibitor would work rather quickly, as it did not seem that Carl or Glenn would be able to win this battle if it came down to it, they were barely holding Rick back as it is.

To everyone's relief after a few minutes of struggling, Rick started to calm down. Not sure if he should let go of the grip he had on his father, Carl said "Dad?"

"Yeah son." Came a hoarse reply, Ricks breathing was labored as his heart continued to race. But the red haze had lifted some. He still wanted the woman who lay in his son's bed but he was able to think clearly. He couldn't believe he acted like a madman in front of his friends and family over a woman, a stranger at that.

Glenn and Carl cautiously released him but continued to block his path to 'Chonne'. Rick took a few deep breaths and took a few steps back hoping that giving himself some space. He didn't trust himself to get any closer to her. She still writhed upon the bed and he could still smell her. Groaning he turned away from them and pressed his forehead against the cool surface of the wall.

Get it together Rick! You can't have her. You can't touch her. You would hurt her if you tried. You don't want to hurt her.

Rick took several deep breaths before he felt he could speak again. The tightness in front of his pants hadn't lessoned at all but he didn't feel like a crazed maniac any more.

"What the hell happened?" he asked.

"Indlovu." Carol calmly stated.