A/N: Throughout this AU, I will be jumping back and forth between the seasons of The Walking Dead, and I hope I don't make it confusing to you. I wanted to move some characters where I felt they would be most effective for this fanfic. Some scenes stray away from Richonne, but Rick or Michonne are always present.

For Guests who asked questions, some of them will be answered in this chapter...enjoy!

CHAPTER 3

I Can't Even

Rick and the other immortals are keeping busy fortifying Alexandria. Guard duties have been assigned, checkpoints and towers need to be completed. Getting acquainted with ASZ's residents, they're goal was to prepare them to protect themselves.

Some, more annoying than the rest.

A week after discovering Zeus is Negan…

Knock, knock, knock.

Knock, knock, knock!

Bleary, blue eyes pierced the veil of darkness to the early rays of sunrise. Rick rolled over and checked his watch laying on the bedside table. It was 5:30 in the morning. Reaching out, he found his bed empty of his queen. "She must be up patrolling already.

"Ugh, morning people."

Downstairs, the knocking persisted. Pulling on a pair of cotton pajama bottoms, a groggy and grumpy Rick scratched his mussed hair as he slowly made his way to see who the hell was bugging him so early. He opened the door a crack and stuck his head through. Standing before him were three female residents of the ASZ, holding a basket of muffins. Without a word, he squinted at them.

The smile from the blond in front, dimmed when it became obvious he wasn't going to say anything first. "Good morning! My name is Jesse Anderson." She gestured to the women behind her, "This is Shelly Neudermeyer and Gladys Kravitz."

"Michonne's not here."

The blonde scoffed lightly, "We're not here to greet her, silly, we're from the Alexandrian welcoming committ-"

SLAM!

Their open mouths were greeted with the face of the door being slammed shut. Rick turned and head toward the kitchen. He wasn't going to be able to go back to sleep. Might as well get some coffee.

The three women stood there for several seconds. They couldn't believe that the new constable wasn't happy to see them. "How rude," came from Mrs. Neudermeyer as they walked down the stairs. Mrs. Kravitz threw out, "Well, fuck you… half dead muthafucka." Mrs. Anderson stared at the normally quiet but nosey woman in shock.

They all passed a curious Michonne without giving her a word in greeting as she stepped up to the house she and Rick chose when they for came to Alexandria. The first thing they did, was soundproof their bedroom. Still looking at the women, she opened her door, shaking her head.

Walking in, she found her sleepy king standing in front of the coffee machine with his head down. "Grumpy to the neighbors, I see." She said cheerfully.

Rick's eyes rolled toward his wife and her bright smile, "Ugh, morning people," then took a sip of his coffee.

She walked behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist. Giving him a kiss on his back, she shook him, "Come on babe, wake up. We have a lot to do today." Her hands slid down his chiseled abs to slide into his bottoms. Her cool fingers closed around his flaccid cock briefly, just enough to get his attention.

"Whoa! Okay, I'm up." He pulled her hands out of his pants and kissed her fingers, "Don't start somethin' you're not gonna finish."

She hopped up onto the island counter, "Okay, I did a walkthrough and the northern wall needs to be reinforced, the west end will be expanded to include those set of single homes, and a guard tower needs to be erected over there. There's also gun and knife training for the Alexandrians which Sasha and I will be instructors, I want you to bring the kids down tonight and Tara, Noah and Tyrese will be going on the run to that nearby mall.

Rick's cup was halfway to his mouth when he caught what she tried to slip in her litany of tasks. "Hold on. What do you mean bring the kids down? I thought we talked about this?"

Michonne swung her feet, "I know, but I miss them. With everyone down here, they'll have plenty of protection and remember Carl is experienced and he would make a great teacher for Andre and Pan can watch over Judith when we're out. There's no telling how long we'll be here." She hopped down and hugged him again, "I miss my babies. Please, please can you bring them down tonight?"

He eyed her skeptically, "Fine."

She stood on her tiptoes and placed small kisses along his jawline, "Great, there's one more thing I want you to do while you're up there."

"Uh, oh. What do you want?"

She rubbed her lips on his chest and licked his nipple before saying, "I want you to bring back some chocolate pomegranates. Just enough to last a few weeks. You know they're my favorite."

Rick scanned the ceiling and chewed the inside of his mouth, "Michonne," dragging out her name, "we talked about this. We decided not to bring food from home, only make due with what's here."

"I know, but I want my chocolate. If you do this for me, I give you what you've wanted but never asked."

Rick would have done anything when his wife pouted like that, but he was intrigued. "What do want to give me?" She chewed on her finger and gazed up at him shyly. She stepped back, her finger still in her mouth. Rick watched as she pulled the wet tip from her lips as she slowly turned half way and pointed to her ass. His eyes widened, "Really?"

"Yes."

"Well, alright! Consider it done."

…

Under the bright Georgian sun, Rick squatted down on his knees, driving a nail through wood planks to help secure the north wall when Jesse Anderson walked up. Sweating profusely and breathing heavily, he squinted up at her since she stood in front of the sun, casting her face in shadow. She smiled brightly and held out her hand and said cheerfully, "Hi, I just wanted to come by and welcome you to Alexandria."

Rick took notice of his brothers from Olympus that she had passed in order to speak to him, "Not now, Jesse," and he went back to hammering.

The red flush of embarrassment covered her cheeks, she dropped her hand and peered nervously, "I was just trying to be nice. How do you even know my name?"

He didn't stop what he was doing, "You told me at 5:30 this morning." He stopped and wiped a hand over his brow. "Look, I don't mean to be rude, but I'm not a morning person, and ain't in the mood for talkin'. Besides, there are other new people here that you passed without greeting before you got to me. That don't seem right. Whether on purpose or you're just clueless, I don't know, but don't go out of your way to speak to me and not the others."

Shocked, Jesse stuttered, "Well, I…"

"I know, you didn't mean to be rude. Next time you want to welcome new people, come at a decent hour and if they're married, make sure both are home. I don't play that sneaky shit.

"Now I got a lot of work to do, so if you'll excuse me."

…

Rick and Michonne were making their way past the front gates when Abraham yelled down from the guard tower, "Rick, incoming!" They both turned, Michonne's hand went to her katana and Rick to his colt. After getting the go-ahead from Abe, Spencer unlocked the heavy chain and slid open the two sets of gates that kept the walkers and the undesirables out. Both relaxed their hands as Daryl rolled in on his motorcycle, with a passenger sitting behind him. Walking up, they both greeted the quiet archer. When they ran into Negan, he told them that Daryl and his companion would show up soon and there he was. What made Rick curious, was the man sitting behind the god who once held up the skies on his shoulders.

Daryl glanced at Rick, timidly. The god of war gave him a weird look as he came closer. He didn't know what to think of it, but it didn't seem good. When he left Olympus, Rick knew he was returning to find someone he cared about. He didn't think that Rick would have an issue if that someone was a man.

Going by the flash of incredulity on Rick's face and believing he'd never met Jesus, Daryl waited for the deity's condemnation. He got it when Rick yelled, "Are you fuckin' kidding me?"

At Rick's outburst, Daryl hopped from his seat and growled, "Don't you fuckin' judge me!"

Not understanding why Daryl was so pissed, Rick stopped gawking at the subject of his ire to watch his friend stomp off.

Daryl made a beeline to the only house he visited before the Greek deities came down to help. He wasn't worried about Jesus, the man could take care of himself, but Daryl needed to get his head together and his rage to simmer down before he confronted Rick and tell him some thangs.

Michonne watched the whole misunderstanding unfold. She smacked Rick on the ass and told him, "You are such an asshole right now."

Rick turned his gaze away from Jesus to ask why his wife was mad at him, "What? What did I do?"

She sighed, shaking her head, "Daryl, thinks you're mad at him for being involved with a man."

"Why the hell would he think that?"

She sighed even louder, and waved a hand at the man who still sat on the bike with a look of amusement on his face, "Daryl thinks you were hollering at him and doesn't know you were talking to your brother sitting in front of you."

Bewildered, Rick's head went back to Daryl's path then turned to focus on his brother. When they rolled up, he was glad to see Daryl safe and sound and that he found his friend. When they came closer, that friend started to look awfully familiar. He studied the face underneath that long, dark blond hair and his full beard, only to go back to wide, blue eyes that he'd known for eons. He didn't know Daryl had no idea the real identity of the person sitting behind him, because they came from different pantheons and never met.

"Hermes, what are you doing here? I haven't seen you since I woke up in that hospital."

After setting the kickstand, the messenger of the gods, got off the bike, straightened his sleeves of his leather trench coat and stepped over to where Rick stood tapping his holster. "Dad banished me as soon as I left you. He said I gave you too much information. So, that was my punishment. He plopped me down at Hilltop and I've been there ever since."

"So, that's what he was talking about. Dad called you Jesus. What's up with that?"

"After I woke up in front of the Barrington house and I settled in, I let my hair grow." He laughed, "The people at Hilltop said I resembled their Euro version of Jesus, so that's what they called me."

"Only a Grecian god, you, would find it funny to be mistaken for another Judeo-Christian one. I'm sure you're up to speed on everything down here. How did you meet Daryl? And, why didn't tell him who you were?"

Jesus clasped his arm as he pulled on the hairs of his beard and sighed, "Daryl was the first immortal I encountered. He was hunting while I was out scavenging and recruiting for Hilltop. He couldn't see my aura, but I could see his. After that, we met out in the forest each day. He was too cautious to tell me about you and where you were staying at first. By the time we weren't so suspicious about each other, Dad had snatched you all back, but left me here. Daryl came back for me."

He shook his head as he looked down at his feet, "He thought I was mortal and it made him feel good that he could protect me. I know it was wrong to deceive him like that, but now I don't know how I'm gonna tell him."

Rick felt sorry for his brother. "Well, you better figure out somethin' quick. Michonne just followed him and most likely lettin' him know you have somethin' to tell him. Be prepared, cause you're gonna be in the doghouse for a while and I'd start coming up with some ideas on how to make it up to him."

In the middle of talking to his brother, Jesse took the time to try and approach him again, "Rick, I'm…"

Without glancing her way, he gave an annoying sigh, "Not now, Jesse."

…

Michonne found Daryl sitting on Aaron's front porch steps, chewing his bottom lip and flicking pieces of dirt off his pants. "He wasn't talking to you, you know?" She said as she sat down beside him.

With his long hair covering his face, he threw a piece of dirt on the ground, "Who else he talkin' bout? He don't know Jesus… was never part of our group at the prison."

She put a comforting hand on his shoulder, "He knows him. I think you should go and have a talk with Jesus. Believe me, Rick doesn't have a problem with you. He was just surprised because he didn't expect to see him. Now, I'm not going to say anymore, but talk to him and don't be so quick to get upset. Can you do that for me?"

Daryl stared at the ground before biting on his lip and mumbled, "Fine. Send 'em over here, would ya?"

…

When Michonne reached the gate to send Jesus Daryl's way, Rick went back to the house to get prepared to travel back to Olympus and bring back their children. He was standing in the kitchen when he heard the front door open.

Expecting to see his wife walking in, he saw Jesse instead. Good fuckin grief, he thought as he pinched the bridge of his nose, I'm gone have to hurt this girl's feelin's.

She walked into the kitchen and stood in front of him, like she lived there and that she knew him. He put a hand on the counter as he leaned into it, "Wanna tell me why you just walked into my house like you own it?"

She put her hands on her hips and asked, "Will you finally let me speak?"

"I asked you a question."

"I don't understand your animosity towards me. I was just trying to be friendly to the new residents."

"There's no animosity coming from me. I don't know you. Let me ask you somethin' first. Alright?"

"Sure."

"When we first came, Deanna gave us a run down on who lived here. She also explained that she would give a town hall meeting to explain who we were. Did you go and listen?"

In her mind, Jesse thought that Rick was taking this opportunity to get to know her. "Yes, everyone from Alexandria went, except for a few who were out on runs."

"Okay, so you know that I'm married, right?"

Hesitantly, she agreed, "Yes."

"And, I know that you are married with two kids."

"What does that have to do with anything?"

Rick sighed to himself, This girl gone…. "Why are you here… in my house?" He spoke a little louder, cause the girl was either deaf or stupid.

She didn't understand his line of questioning. She came here to see and get to know him. "Look, I just wanted to do my duty and greet new people. That's all."

"That's all? Okay, if that's all. Let me ask you this. Do you find me attractive?"

"Yes," she spoke shyly.

"And you think that there may be a possibility of somethin' happenin' between us?"

"Yes."

"Why."

"Because you're handsome, strong, a good leader."

He gave her a puzzled look, "I can't do this," he said as he shook his head and started to walk away. He held a finger out to her, "Stay right there. I'll be right back." He went and opened the door and yelled outside, "Michonne…Michonne come here."

Jesse's hand went to her heart in shock and she got all nervous. What is he doing? I don't want to see or talk to her! She thought about running out the back door before Michonne got there, but Rick was so gorgeous. He had to know that she would make a better partner than he would with that woman. She would take care of him like a woman should. She would cook, clean and take care of 2.5 children, if they had any. He would protect their family and provide for them. She grimaced as the thoughts continued in her head, I wouldn't run around and cuss and fight like a man, I would be soft, ladylike, and weak…no, no I didn't mean weak. I would be girly, girly…yes, that's what I mean.

Michonne's presence in the kitchen drew her from her thoughts, "What's going on, babe?" She asked when she saw the blonde woman standing there, lost in her own little world.

Rick followed her in and nodded toward Jesse, who stood there looking scared. "She wants me, Michonne."

Michonne turned to her with a smirk on her face, "Really?"

Rick the nark, chuckled, "Yeah. This married woman was one of the ones that showed up early this morning to greet newcomers and then specifically came to say hi to me when she passed by other new people. She walked into the house without knocking and confessed she was attracted to me. Cause, you know… I'm handsome, strong and a good leader."

Michonne laughed and turned back to Jesse, "So you want my husband?"

Jesse's eye went back and forth between the two, "I don't understand what is happening here."

As Michonne stepped closer the air seemed to darken, "Oh, I think you do. Seems you've gone way out of your way to speak with my husband." She stepped back and everything lightened, "If you want him so bad, go ahead."

"What?"

"Michonne," Rick said in a warning tone.

His wife ignored him. She gestured toward Rick, "Go ahead, seduce him. Right here, right now. I'm giving you permission."

Both Rick and Jesse gaped at her like she had grown two heads. Michonne kept her eye on Jesse, just to see what she would do. Jesse actually turned to Rick and flashed seductive eyes at her husband. Michonne wasn't surprised.

This bitch…

The goddess of victory slowly reached up and placed a gentle hand on Jesse's chin and pulled her toward her. With a menacing glare, she spoke quietly, yet harshly, "If you ever, ever try to mess with my king again, I will hurt you, little girl." Her hand tightened on her jaw, "Don't fuck with my family."

Huge droplets of salty tears formed then ran down Jesse's cheeks in rivets. She snatched her face out of Michonne's hands, pushed past Rick, and ran out the door.

Rick felt bad for her, "I thought you were gonna beat her up."

She still gazed at the door where Jesse left out, "Nah… wouldn't be a fair fight."

As they stood there watching the open doorway where Jesse ran out, Shane sauntered in, glancing back at the crying woman fleeing his sister's home. "What's wrong with her? What'd y'all do?"

He stepped into the kitchen waiting for his sister and brother-in-law to answer. Rick explained how the young infant had been pestering him all day and it finally came to a head when Michonne checked her.

Her brother laughed, "And you didn't beat her up?" Michonne just shook her head.

They continued to chat about the things that are happening around Alexandria, Negan and the kids coming down. Shane grabbed an apple off the counter, "I got somethin for you guys." He pulled out a rectangular wooden box, opened it to reveal several silver rings, decorated with a round blue opal. "Since we can't use cell phones, Eugene made these for everyone down here. They'll let us track each other and there's extra for the kids. They're not as powerful as if we were at home, but there's enough juice there to be able to see where everyone is located. I also gave Daryl and Jesus a set." He handed Rick and Michonne their rings, "Put 'em on, they shrink to fit."

Michonne put her ring on and immediately, she felt the presence of her fellow deities. She closed her eyes and their whereabouts appeared to her in a clear image. "Abe's humping Rosita. Oh, Carol's fucking Merle. Why did he give them one? They're not down here. I see Tara, Tyrese, and Noah on their run. Thankfully, they're doing fine, and oops, guess Daryl's not upset with Jesus being Hermes."

Rick opened his eyes, "Is everybody fuckin'? Don't they have jobs to do?" Shane laughed.

Michonne had enough of watching porn in the afternoon, "What I wanna know is why Eugene made these for us so we can see what everyone's doing? I don't want people watching me have sex." Her hand flew to her mouth, "What about the kids? We can't give these to them."

Rick pulled his ring off and held out his hand for Michonne to give up hers, "Give these back to Eugene and tell that perv to fix 'em. We just need to see everybody's location, not see what they're doing. I see why Aphrodite married him. They're both freaks."

Shane took them back, "Speaking of freaks, you two did a piss poor job of soundproofing that room of yours. I'm tired of hearing those horns all hours of the night and then have to go out and kill the walkers. It's embarrassin'."

Rick chuckled, "Shoulda said somethin' then."

As he chewed on his apple, Shane held his finger up, "I have an idea on how you can fix the little problem with that Jesse."

Michonne leaned on the counter, "Don't tell me you want to do her."

He guffawed, "Hell no. You said she's married, right? What about when Rick goes to pick up the kids, he asks Eros to come down, shoot her in the ass and make her fall in love with her husband. That'll get her off her crush."

Rick stepped behind Michonne and settled his body on top of hers as she leaned on the counter, "That's not a bad idea," he agreed as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

Observing his sister and Rick start to get frisky in front of him, Shane threw his apple core in the trash, "Guess that's my cue to git."

Rick straightened, "Before you go, I don't want to forget." Since Shane was on the other side of the island, Rick grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulled him roughly toward him, and headbutted him… hard.

Shane yelled, "Ow!"

Hard enough for himself to stagger after letting go of Shane's shirt.

Michonne had moved to the side, knowing what was going to happen. "See that's what you get. Now, you've hurt yourself."

Rick rubbed the knot that began to form, "Worth it."

Holding his own head as he stumbled out the door, Shane hollered back, "Another good one, Rick. Get that room fixed."

Michonne slapped a cool washcloth in her husband's hand, "Y'all crazy."

A/N: And…that's enough of Jesse? Gave you a little bit of Darus/Desus, but I won't dwell too much on any other ships than Richonne. Please let me know how you like it so far.

I left two Easter egg nods at the beginning of this chapter. Anybody catch them? You have to be old to catch one and you have to really be old to catch the other, lol.

Comments, reviews, requests, and critiques are very welcomed. If you guys have any suggestions on what more you would like to see, drop me a note. Y'all already know I'm a talker so if you have any questions, I will be more than happy to answer.

KEY

Michonne-Nike-Goddess of Victory.

Rick-Ares-God of War.

Daryl-Atlas-Titan god that led the war against the Olympians.

Carol-Theia-Titanide goddess and Mother of the Sun, Moon and the dawn.

Sasha-Selene-Titanide goddess of the moon.

Jesus-Hermes-God of athletes, thieves, and adventures. Messenger and trickster of the gods.

Abraham-Hercules-world's greatest hero

Rosita-Athena-Goddess of War and Wisdom

Tara-Artemis-Goddess of the Moon and the hunt

Noah-Apollo-God of the Music and healing

Shane-Kratos-God of strength and power

Eugene-Hephaestus- God of blacksmiths and metallurgy

Negan-Zeus