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Theoretical: Michonne finds out she's pregnant and she's terrified.

The Pregnancy:

Michonne sat on the bathroom counter, eyes wide as she took in the obvious yes on the tiny pregnancy test she held between trembling fingers. She didn't know whether to be excited or to panic. She knew what had happened to Rick's wife when she got pregnant. It was obvious. Judith was here and she wasn't. But they had a doctor now. They had secure walls protecting them from outside threats.

She barely had time to process it before she heard the door open downstairs. Inevitably, her heart was beating at such a quick pace that she could barely hear her labored breaths under the sound of it. The shake to her hands was something that wouldn't go unnoticed to Rick, who knew her better than she knew herself at this point in time. From where she was, she could hear him talking with Daryl, who he had just been out with, and then playfully talking to Judith too. Then it was practically silent for a few painful moments, until it wasn't.

She heard his boots padding against the floor before she saw him standing in the doorway, looking pensive, sweaty and tired all in the same beat. He knew something was up instantly.

"What's up?" he asked gently, immediately coming into the bathroom to stand in front of her, resting his his hands on her knees where they were pressed into his lower stomach. That was when he saw the test which read positive on the bathroom sink. His eyes widened as he looked back up at her, her eyes filling with tears of undetermined emotion.

"R-Really?" he whispered, a nervous smile taking it's place upon his plump lips.

"Yes," she nodded up in his direction. The tears finally started to fall and when they did, Rick's eyes began to water up too.

"How do you feel about it?" he asked after carefully wiping away her fallen tears.

"I don't know."

He nodded, understanding why she would feel that way. He hadn't had more than a very short period of time to process it, but the part that did was ecstatic and terrified at the same time. She didn't have to ask how he felt about it, she could see it written all over his face. She wanted to be happy about it, and in the old world she would've been, but the truth was, she was scared. The new world was tough and unrelenting. They all knew it.

Rick responded as if he could hear the thoughts whipping through her head, "Hey," he said softly, taking her jaw between both of his hands and looking her right in the eyes. "I'm gonna make sure it's all okay. We have the doctor and we have the supplies to deal with this type of thing now. I won't let anything happen to you."

It isn't up to you, she thought. She didn't voice that part. "I know you won't," she smiled up at him, placing her own hands on his taut shoulders, "I just can't help but to be terrified. We have so much to lose already."

He wrapped his arms around her torso in an effort to bring her some type of solace.

"I don't want you to think about that," he whispered as he leaned in to place a kiss on her lips. She gladly and openly accepted it, knowing it was his way of making her feel better about things.

"I can't believe it," he murmured just inches from her lips, "We were being so careful."

Michonne looked up at him skeptically and let out a tiny little laugh. The subtle, but present sound of Michonne's laughter was like music to deaf ears. It was his favorite sound after coming home from a difficult day, now especially.

"Okay," he laughed out, "You were the one trying to be careful."

"That's better."

As he deepened the kiss, she pulled the curls just at the base of his neck the way she often did, which led him to sigh out loud, shutting his tired eyes at the pleasure of it. For the time being, they wouldn't think about when or how they would tell their two kids. They wouldn't think about the emotional tasking the next 8 to 9 months would put them through.

They were both scared of all the possible things that might come from this, but they were happy too. They had created something together that was just theirs and nobody would take it away from them.