"Damn Rick, I knew I'd need to come drag your ass back to work today. Morning Michonne. You look well rested." Shane was standing in the kitchen waiting for Rick to hurry up and get out of the house so they could get to work.

"Thank you Shane. You want some coffee?"

"Naw, I've gotten used to that sludge they pass off as coffee down at the station. Thanks for the offer though. You mind if I take your husband off your hands for 8 to 10 hours today?"

"Shut up Shane. I'm ready." Rick looked at Michonne knowing he wasn't ready to get back to work. 10 days with her in Greece plus the two days they'd been back just didn't seem like enough time, but duty called. They all walked to the front door together and Rick turned and kissed Michonne before he walked out the door with his friend.

"Bye guys have a good day." She waved to them from the porch as Shane drove off down the driveway.

"Didn't y'all go to Greece" Shane asked as he looked over at Rick while driving down the road.

"Yeah. It's a nice island."

"Did you see any off it?"

"We saw plenty. Why you asking?"

"Well I know if I had spent 10 days on an island, I woulda come back with a better tan. You look the same way you did when you left. If I was a betting man I'd say y'all didn't leave the room at all."

"Is there a point to this Shane?"

"No point." He turned to Rick and gave him a knowing mischievous smile. "It's good to be you right now brother."

"You'll get no argument about that from me." Rick finally gave him a hint of a smile as they turned down the street to get to the station.

"Look at you, Mrs. Grimes! You look fantastic." Andrea gushed

"10 days in Greece will do that to you." Maggie said

Maggie and Andrea came to see Michonne as soon as she said they could. They were dying to hear about the honeymoon and see pictures. The one that she texted to them didn't show much of the beautiful white buildings and blue domes, they were anxious to see.

"You're still unpacking I see? Good thing you work from home now or you'd never be settled in this big ass house." Andrea told Michonne.

"We still have a lot to do. All the boxes are in the rooms they're supposed to be in though. We just need to unpack and put everything where it belongs. We've got the kitchen all done though come on let's eat while we talk."

"I brought wine. Did you get your pictures printed out yet?"

"Yes Andrea, all the pictures are printed."

Lunch consisted of antipasto salad and the red wine Andrea brought. All the pictures were spread out on the kitchen island and Michonne watched as Andrea intently studied each one.

"It's a beautiful island Michonne. Y'all made a good choice picking it for the honeymoon."

"They didn't pick it." Maggie chimed in. "She told him where she wanted to go and he made it happen." Michonne smiled at Maggie and then looked back at Andrea, recognizing the lawyer look in her eyes. Michonne was preparing to be interrogated by her lawyer friend.

"Just spit it out already Andrea."

"You're wearing the same dress in all these pictures. They're all from the same day aren't they?"

"So what if they are? It's not like Monday's pictures of building would have been different than Thursday's pictures of buildings. You're lucky we took any at all."

"I'm sure they had better things to think about than snapping pictures. It was their honeymoon." Maggie told her.

"You made us wait 3 days to call you and then when I did call you, you didn't even answer." Andrea whined.

"It's not like you wanted anything important. I sent you a text saying hi when I was ready."

"Honeymoon Andrea. Who wants to talk to their friends on their honeymoon?" Maggie said to her.

"I'm sure it's hard to talk when you're mouth is full of Rick's ..."

"Andrea!" Maggie shouted

"What? I'm proud of you Michonne. Before you met Rick, you were going through a drought, now you barely come up for air. Good thing he's at work today to give your vagina some rest."

"You are unreal Andrea." Michonne said to her.

"Hey, don't give me a hard time. Unlike the two of y'all, I'm very single and have no immediate prospects."

"So you need to get some?" Michonne asked her

"Like you wouldn't believe. It's been so long. All my energy has been going into work. I think I'm about to earn a raise for all the extra work I've done." Maggie and Michonne laughed at her as Maggie poured more wine into Andrea's glass.

"Is all the extra work making your skin look like that? You look great, what have you been using?" Michonne asked her.

"Oh my god. Thanks. Remember Sasha, the woman who did hair and makeup for the wedding? She recommended this cleanser and it has been working miracles. Speaking of Sasha, you'll never guess who she's been talking to every day since the wedding."

"She met someone at the wedding?" Michonne asked as she thought back to all the single men who could have been attractive to Sasha. "Who?"

"Rick's friend Daryl."

"The squirrel hunter?" Maggie asked perplexed

"That's the one."

"Daryl." Michonne whispered to no one in particular. "I barely got three words out of him and he's one of Rick's close friends and she's been talking to him everyday. Wow. Good for them."

"Oh I've got news. Glenn is buying that old pizzeria in town." Maggie beamed as she relayed the news

"Here in King County?"

"Yep."

"Maggie, are y'all moving here?" Michonne asked her.

"Yes. The pizzeria has an apartment above it so we're gonna live there."

"So I'd just be by myself in the city? Great." Andrea said feeling left out.

"There's plenty of places around here for you to live. Shane still has an extra bedroom at his house."

"Shut up."

"I'll be at the gallery in two weeks, we can meet up for dinner or something." She gave Andrea a slight smile hoping her friend would appreciate her offer. "So when will y'all move in?"

"In the next few weeks. We won't open for about three months; we've got renovating to do to get ready. Daddy's going to help us too, the more we can do ourselves the less we need to pay for."

"Let me know if I can do anything to help you out. I'm so excited for the two of you."

"Thanks Michonne." Maggie said while looking at her watch. "Oh I've gotta get out of here. I'm meeting up with Glenn, we've gotta pick out a bed for our new place."

"Did y'all wear out the old one?" Andrea asked with a hint of sarcasm.

"We sure did!" Michonne and Andrea just watched as she walked out the kitchen on her way to the front door, not waiting for Michonne to walk her out.

"How was your first day back?" Michonne asked Rick as she handed him his plate to eat dinner. He smelled good from just taking a shower and his hair was still wet. She ran her fingers through it and leaned down to kiss his forehead.

"Long. Got a few new deputies that like to talk a lot. They sit next to me and had one too questions about my honeymoon. What about you, how was your day?"

"I'm almost caught up on all my invoices for the gallery. The online gallery is actually doing really good. Andrea and Maggie came by for lunch, Andrea's still a mess. I hear your friend Daryl met someone at our reception."

"Daryl? You sure?"

"Yes, the woman who did my hair and makeup, her name's Sasha. They've been talking everyday."

"Good for him. I've never seen him talk to a woman in my life. He barely talks to me."

Michonne went on to tell him about Maggie and Glenn and how Andrea busted them when it came to the photos. He didn't much care though; the one day they spent out of bed was close to torture for him. He didn't need pictures for his favorite memories of him and Michonne, those were branded in his mind never to be forgotten.

"I'm meeting your mama for lunch tomorrow. Hopefully her eyes aren't as observant when she looks through the pictures. I emptied three huge boxes today. Maybe we'll be done unpacking in a few months. Unpacking is for the birds." Michonne laughed at the task of unpacking that was going slow because she hated to do it.

"Just leave it until I have a day off. We can knock it out together."

"You've forgotten about the garage full of gifts that we haven't opened yet."

"Shit, I did." He stood up and went to the door that connected to the garage and stepped inside; when he came back in he was carrying three wrapped boxes and smiling. "Here, we'll open three a night."

"We didn't even have a registry, I have no clue what kinds of gifts people gave us." She tore the wrapping off the box that Rick handed her and he opened the one in front of him. "Ohh a plate set and it's purple." She turned the box towards him so he could see the front. "What's that?"

"It's a crystal decanter and matching glasses. This is nice." He thought about what brand or scotch to put in it.

"You're thinking of putting that in your man can aren't you? She asked him as she opened the last box. "Huh?"

"What is it?"

"It's a cookie jar."Michonne pulled out the multi colored ceramic container that was in the shape of a cat and showed it to Rick.

"Open it." Michonne pulled the lid off and Rick watched, as her eyes grew big. "How much is it?"

"$300. She pulled out the crisp bills and handed them to Rick. "What do you think?" He put the money back where she got it from and went to stand closer to her.

"I think it's time for me to get you to bed."

"I'm not tired yet."

"Me either."

"Michonne, look at you. You look gorgeous as always. Sit. Tell me all about that honeymoon of yours."

Michonne met Ms. Evelyn at the King County diner for lunch, hoping to catch her up on how married life was treating her and to reconnect with her mother in law. She really loved her and was happy to have such a caring and accepting person in her life.

"The honeymoon was very relaxing."

"Did y'all get to swim when you went to the beach?"

"We only put our feet in. Our villa had a private heated pool; we used it a few times." Michonne hoped her blushing cheeks weren't noticeable to Ms. Evelyn. They did use the pool a few times, midnight skinny dips that ended up with her ass up on the pool steps as Rick took her from behind.

"That's so nice. The pictures y'all sent were beautiful. I might have to get out to that Santorini one day."

"You will love it. How have things been around here, anything we missed?"

The waitress came by and took their orders and Michonne showed Ms. Evelyn some of the printed pictures while they waited.

"They're finally fixing up Main Street. The shops are getting repaired and they even have a sold sign on the pizza place. It's about time. We're almost done with all the planning for the Summer Fest. We do it for the kids to celebrate the end of the school year. Do you know anyone who can face paint? The kids would really like that. I have never seen Richard smile so big. It shows in his eyes how happy he is. Can I keep this picture of y'all? It's my favorite."

"Go right ahead. I'm supposed to get the wedding photos from Aaron when I go into the gallery, so you'll have a lot more pictures to look at."

"I can't wait. I took a few with my camera, but they're far from professional. I have to pick them up later today. You and Richard were such a handsome couple. Here, let me send you this one that I took with my phone."

The food arrived and the talking became more about the people at the wedding and what Michonne has planned for the house. Before they left she ordered food for Rick so she could drop it off at the station. Ms. Evelyn came along with her since she hadn't seen Rick since before they left for Greece.

"Hey mama." Rick reached out to give her a hug when she got close enough.

"So you're Mrs. Grimes?" An unfamiliar hand extended itself towards Ms. Evelyn. "It's nice to meet you. I'm Tara."

"It's nice to meet you too, Tara. You can call me Ms. Evelyn; I think the title of Mrs. Grimes is reserved for his wife."

"Oh of course. Sorry about that."

"Don't worry about it. Will y'all excuse me; I need to talk to the sheriff. Ms. Evelyn walked towards the sheriff's office wanting to talk to him about the Summer Fest.

"Hey Michonne." Rick smiled as he greeted his wife. "What you got there?"

"I brought you some lunch."

"Thank you."He turned to introduce her to Tara, but she had suddenly disappeared.

"Was she one of the new ones?"

"Yeah. She's loads of fun." Michonne laughed at his sarcasm. "How was lunch?" He offered Michonne his chair to sit in.

"Great. I'm stuffed though." She pulled out her phone to show Rick the picture that Ms. Evelyn sent to her. It was a picture of her and Rick during their first dance. He looked at it and smiled, remembering how she felt in his arms as they danced.

"Sorry bout that Grimes, urgent phone call."

"No problem Tara. Let me introduce you to Michonne."

"Nice to meet you Tara. I hope deputy Grimes is teaching you a lot."

"Oh yes ma'am, his been a big help in showing me the ropes. Is he working on a case for you?"

"Michonne!" Before she could answer Tara's odd question, Andrea yelled out her name from across the station floor.

"Excuse me, I'll be right back." Rick looked at Andrea with irritation as Michonne walked towards her. He looked over to Tara and noticed her watching Michonne walk away. Her tight pants hugging her curves in the most delicious way made it hard to look away.

"What?" Tara asked as she noticed Rick looking at her. "She's got a great ass. Does your wife know you gawk at other women?" Rick squinted his eyes at her question before realizing that Tara didn't know that Michonne was his wife.

"Andrea, what the hell are you doing here? I could have sworn you work in the city where you also live. And why the hell are you calling my name out all loud and shit?" Michonne asked her friend quiet enough to not be heard by anyone else, but loud enough for Andrea to get her irritation.

"I was just visiting a friend." She looked across the room and her eyes landed on Shane.

"Are you serious?"

"What? We can't be friends?" She watched as Michonne shook her head in disbelief. "Hey Ms. Evelyn. How have you been?"

"Just fine Andrea, and you?" Andrea hooked her arm through Ms. Evelyn's and led her outside.

"Don't leave, we're not done." Michonne called out to her before she stepped outside with Ms. Evelyn. She made her way back to Rick's desk to say goodbye.

"Ms. Evelyn, things have been great with me. All my friends are making their way out here to King County, maybe I should too? The city can be so overrated sometimes." Before Ms. Evelyn could respond two over made up women came out of the station.

"Agh! Why can't I find a decent man in there?" The first one said

"Maybe you should lower your standards some." The second woman told her.

"They can't get any lower. I should be a sheriff's wife. If that one wasn't so old, I'd go after him."

"I heard that Rick Grimes is next in line. Maybe you can get to know him. But he just got married." The second woman said. Both women unaware of Ms. Evelyn and Andrea's presence.

"Married to his first wife. I wonder if he likes cookies. Maybe I can make him some."

"You know what." Andrea said to the first woman. "I heard he does like cookies. Right Ms. Evelyn?" She turned to her hoping she would go along with her pettiness. "Chocolate cookies. He likes the chocolate ones the best." Understanding exactly what Andrea was doing, Ms. Evelyn joined in.

"Yep. Dark chocolate, I think that's his favorite."

Michonne walked to Rick to say bye, she grabbed her phone off his desk and went to hug him. He surprised her with a kiss on the lips that was absolutely inappropriate for work, but it was exactly what he needed to show Tara and anyone else who was unsure of who Mrs. Grimes was. He patted her on the butt when she turned to walk away. "See you at home."

"You could of just told me." Tara said.

"Could have." He shrugged his shoulders. "You can stop looking at her ass now."

"Sorry dude."

"So he likes dark chocolate cookies?" The first woman asked Ms. Evelyn just as Michonne walked out the station doors.

"You know, maybe you should ask his wife." Andrea said to both women. They looked behind Andrea to see Michonne glancing at all four of them.

"What did I miss?" Michonne asked sensing that she was out of the loop on something.

"These women were just wondering what kind of cookies deputy Grimes likes. That one." Andrea pointed to the first woman is trying to be his second wife. "Isn't that right?" She asked the woman. The woman just smiled, but didn't refute the claim. "She wants to make him some cookies. I guess you have to start somewhere, right?"

"Oh is that right? Did you ask his mama what she thought?" Michonne asked the women.

"Should I? Do you know her?" The first woman asked excitedly.

"Ms. Evelyn, you didn't tell these women what kind of cookies your son likes? That's not like you to hold your tongue." Michonne said to her mother in law.

"You're Rick's mama?" The first woman asked looking at Ms. Evelyn.

"I am."

"And who are you?" The second woman asked Michonne. Embarrassed for her friend and irritated at the antics of Andrea and Ms. Evelyn.

Extending her hand for the first woman to shake she smiled at her and answered the second woman's question.

"Michonne Grimes, nice to meet you."