Hi there, your feedback has been great. Had to read Morgan in because he's been in the dark for far too long. He's still digesting all that he's learning. He's having a really bad day.

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Morgan was shocked at his daughter's reaction so he took a seat in one of the comfortable client chairs in front of the glass desk. The slight buzz he had had when he arrived was fast evaporating. He looked at his daughter as though she was behaving like a petulant ten year old. "You can't do it or you won't do it? Since when did can't become a part of your vocabulary Michonne?

"Daddy, it wouldn't be fair to Rick. There's too much baggage between us." Michonne felt very much like stamping her feet for effect. She knew she'd have to come clean with her father sooner or later. She had no idea just what sort of things Rick had come across going through his father's stuff, but she had a fairly good idea that he knew just what their parents had done. She was even willing to bet that in their house in Kings County would be the very similar things he found at his father's place, buried but still there nonetheless.

"Daddy, it's getting late why don't we go home? Neither you nor Rick should be driving at any cost so he could crash at the penthouse. We can order dinner and we'll both fill in the blanks for you."

Michonne quickly called Mrs. Neudermeyer the housekeeper in Kings County asking her to open up the house for her friends as she wouldn't be able to make it down due to an emergency. Mrs. Neudermeyer told her how much she was looking forward to seeing her after all this time because she hadn't seen her since her Nana's funeral. Michonne promised that she'd be seeing her soon and they'd have tea together at the Diner.

After, she sent a quick text to Andrea. The girls were in the middle of having dinner at the Olive Garden.

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Michonne: Andrea, so sorry, Kings County 911 is in ATL, our reception area this min. Dealing with it. Love y'all.

Andrea: WTF? R u fucking kidding me right now? How? Why? Inquiring minds in Kings County.

Michonne: TTYL.

Sasha: Mich, Andrea just told us. Where's blue eyes boots gonna be tonight? Lmao. Giddy up cowgirl ;)

Michonne: Really Sasha? Y'all believe that's all it'll take. Almost did. Lol … But no.

Maggie: Chonne, r u ok Sweetie? Evr need 2 tlk… call anytime. Need me? … Glenn will drive me.

Michonne: Mags, you're my only true friend. Luv u.

Rosita: Chonne, if you mention this 2 Abraham I will deny it and u better delete this msg 2. But gurl u best be locking that thing down tonight bc there's plenty of us out here willing 2 do it if you don't.

Michonne: Rosita, you're cut off.

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Shaking her head at her crazy friends, Michonne placed her phone in her purse, motioned for her dad to lead the way as she grabbed her briefcase and coat.

Hearing the click of her heels on the hardwood floor Rick finished his drink and turned to see both Michonne and Morgan coming down the corridor.

Michonne stood next to her dad and addressed Rick. "Look, neither you nor my dad are in any shape to be driving so, I'll drive your vehicle back to the penthouse where you're welcome to stay or I can drive you to a hotel. Should you choose the penthouse, we'll order dinner and we'll fill in dad on what you've found in your father's belongings. Plus, I believe we just need to clear the air."

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After dinner and over coffee the three relaxed as best they could in the sunken living room, seated on the white leather couch. Michonne turned to her father inhaled deeply and started telling her father what happened.

"Daddy, do you remember the opening for the New York office? It happened the third week in May, Mother went down alone because I had a paper to write. I convinced her that if I needed anything I could call on the Grimes and Olivia was with me anyway so she went to New York City without me. What you didn't know is that I bribed Olivia to let Rick stay over.

I know… but before you say anything, I was already sixteen. We were together for five nights. The night Nana died Mother found us together. She kicked Rick out and I never saw him again until today. After the funeral, you took us to Europe, but had to rush back to New York on business so you left us in Barcelona."

As Michonne spoke she became more and more agitated. Rick moved closer to her and began rubbing her back in a circular pattern because he knew what was to come. His touch had a calming effect over her, it caused her breathing to slow down and her body to relax. Silently, she willed the impending waterworks away.

"By the time we got to London, I wasn't well. I was rushed to the hospital with severe abdominal pains. I had an ectopic pregnancy and suffered a miscarriage. Shortly after, Mother convinced you to enrol me in school in London.

From the time we left Kings County I tried contacting Rick but was unsuccessful. I enlisted Mrs. Pelletier to send my letters from Atlanta but to no success. I even started calling the Sheriff's Department but he never took my calls.

I didn't know about Mother and Mr. Grimes but she was on the phone every night."

Morgan looked from his daughter to Rick and shook his head, he got up walked to the liquor cabinet and retrieved a bottle of Scotch and three crystal tumblers. Walking back to the living room he placed the tumblers down on the coffee table opened the bottle and proceeded to pour them some drinks.

"Morgan, the letters I found in my father's possessions confirms it all. And yes, I did stay with Michonne while Mrs. Jones was in New York. I had every intention to ask you for her hand in marriage when she turned eighteen but things didn't work out the way we planned it. I'm sorry if what we did violated your trust in us but I have no regrets about it."