Andrea sat on a bench and took in the feel of the cool air on her skin; the feelings of anger had faded after she left the apartment. Milton hadn't understood how she felt.. she knew he tried to, but he really just didn't.

Suddenly in the middle of all of her thoughts, she registered Shona walking over to her.. white hair blowing in the breeze around her. She smiled; a smile that Andrea should have trusted, but just couldn't.

"May I sit?" Andrea immediately noticed how composed Shona always appeared to be, her appearance was clean and together.. in ways, she reminded Andrea of Milton, and yet she didn't at the same time. She stood before Andrea with her hands behind her back, perfect posture. She wore a black long-sleeved button-up shirt with a pair of brown pants that was a slightly bigger size than her small frame needed, she noticed how shiny her combat boots were, and she took notice of the gun on her waist, half-concealed by her shirt. She did not seem to be trying to seduce anyone, but Andrea still didn't trust her around Milton. She just didn't seem human. Something in her icy eyes told Andrea that she should be afraid of this woman.
Andrea sighed, "Yeah, whatever."

Shona carried herself much like Michonne.. careful in each step and action she made. It made the situation more awkward than it should have. "I am sorry for the fight I caused between the two of you." she met Andrea's eyes with her own, and Andrea could not deny the sincerity in her voice and face,
"How could you possibly know about that?"

Shona smiled faintly and Andrea thought she caught a hint of pale pink in her cheeks. She tapped her ear lightly and shrugged, "Can't really help it. Hearing isn't what it used to be. I wish I could block out things... but as it stands..." she seemed distracted by something unseen.
"Well. You two had no right to act like that.. and behind my back?" Andrea shook her head, "I never would have expected it from him.."
Shona chuckled, and even though she was angry with her.. Andrea couldn't deny the sound was delightful. Tired, and yet full of life at the same time. Everything about this woman drew people in.. and she could almost understand why Milton defended her so much.. but she knew that this only made her all the more dangerous.

"I won't deny what I feel for your boyfriend. You'll never know what you have in that man. I wanted to be with him so desperately before I changed into..." she frowned and tapped her foot impatiently on the pavement, trying to think of the appropriate word to use, only to realize there wasn't one. "...Before I changed into this monster. He was always so passionate about finding a cure. When I changed, I knew I had to find him.. I knew that he could help me somehow. I came back to Woodbury only to find chaos. I just knew he was dead.. but then the lot of you arrived. I couldn't stop what I felt when I saw his face.. when I knew he was safe... and what I felt when I knew you had his heart."
Andrea had stood to her feet with her arms crossed. This was not something she wanted to discuss with a woman who loved her boyfriend. She couldn't stop the words from coming out.

"I'm pregnant."

Shona's eyes could've fallen out of their sockets, she immediately stood, staring at Andrea's stomach with clear revulsion.
"...Milton...?"
Her voice was dripping with dread and hopelessness. As if she had lost a battle she had fought for far too long. Something had broken inside of her.
A single tear escaped from Andrea, and her hands flew up to her stomach.
"I'd give anything for it to be his."
"Who...?"
"Philip."
Shona sighed and ran her hand through her hair, she couldn't fight the feeling of relief in her heart.. and she felt terrible for it. She knew this would destroy Milton.
"You're positively sure?"
Andrea shook her head slowly, "I'm not.. but, I'm late.."
"Could be stress."
"I've been sick.."
"Could be the fact that you're surrounded by rotting flesh day after day."
"Why are you so desperate for me to be wrong?"

Shona pointed at a building far off in the distance,
"Rick brought in a baby girl. Can you possibly imagine the life that child will have before her? The horrors she will experience? Can you even process the fact that she will be filled with more fear than we've ever known? We've known normal lives; a gift that child will have never known. She will know only running.. survival.. she will watch her family get torn apart. Or... it could be worse..."
Andrea raised an eyebrow.. what could be worse than what she had just described?

"..She could go the other way. She could be so indifferent to it all that she doesn't even resemble a human being anymore. She could feel the blood on her hands and not feel a damn thing. She could watch them all die and want so desperately to feel.. only for the feelings to never surface."

Andrea got the creeping feeling that perhaps Shona was talking about herself, beneath it all. It just seemed too... personal.
Shona seemed to be lost in thought, "...Somehow, the days turn into weeks.. and you realize who you were.. whoever it was.. whatever it was.. has died. Deep down you know, you're not really that different from the things you're running from."

She shook off whatever thoughts were in head head and looked into Andrea's eyes. She didn't understand why it hurt to look at Shona so much. Perhaps it was because she was so radiant... or perhaps, there was a deep pain inside of her eyes that gripped her heart when she was face-to-face with it.
"You need to find out for sure if you are pregnant.. but first.. you need to tell him."
"I can't. If I am...he'll know it isn't his."
"Yes, he will.. but I know him. He will be there, nonetheless. He will love the child as if it were."
"I am sorry, Shona... I know this must bring you pain."
Shona shrugged, "You make him happy," she took Andrea's face in her hands and smiled, "that is all I ever wanted.."
Andrea hugged her and walked off in the direction of their apartment.
Shona stood there for a while longer with a pained expression.

Milton was asleep when Andrea arrived back at the apartment. She bent down beside the bed and ran her index finger down his spine, he stirred and opened one eye to look at her, mumbling something incoherent.
"We need to talk," she whispered, and he sat up, stretching and yawning.
He grabbed his glasses off of the bed side table and put them on, he didn't have the warm, happy expression he usually did.
"I think we actually talked enough earlier."

Andrea sat beside him with her hands in her lap, "I think I'm pregnant."
"Very funny."
She looked at him, and his expression told her that he wasn't buying it.
"If you wanted to scare me, there are other ways.."
She chuckled and shook her head, unable to believe his reaction.
"Milton.." her tone was serious this time, and his eyes widened just as Shona's had. "..I'm serious. I think.. I'm pregnant."
He stood up and began to pace.
"I don't know for sure.. please don't freak out yet. I thought maybe we could go on a run and get a test to find out for sure..."
It took a second for him to stop, mid-pace, and look at her.

"...It hasn't been that long since we.."
"I know."
"It can't be.."
"No.."
"That means it's.. Ph..Phil.."
"...Yes.."
She gasped loudly as he fainted and hit the floor.
"Shona!" she called, knowing that she could hear her, and she was surprised when Shona arrived a few moments later.
Shona burst into laughter the second she walked through the door,

"Clean up on aisle five."

Just want to thank you guys for reading so far. Things are about to pick up, so I hope you're all prepared :)

FAQ # 1 & 2

Q: "Is Shona going to interfere with Milton/Andrea?

A: While I enjoy writing about the character, I am fully committed to the Mildrea ship, if that tells you anything.

Q: "Is there going to be a big bad now that the Governor is dead?"

A: It's not just the dead you have to fear. Milton's going to be making some mistakes, and he's going to have to pay dearly for it. Yes. There will be a very big bad in this fic.