Michonne could feel everyone staring at Rick and herself, as if they knew they had been doing something illicit inside just now.

Maggie approached them.

"Where is Andrea? She went to get you."

"She's napping. Maybe Glenn and you should start packing." Rick said boldly, as he continued to follow Michonne towards the gate. Phillip turned and saw them. He could just feel that something had happened between them, but he shook the thought from his mind. Michonne was committed to him, as she proved last night.

Michonne thought that maybe she'd recognize this guy as she moved closer to the fence, but honestly, she had never seen him before in her life!

Gareth smiled with relief!

"Hey, Michonne! You're looking well."

Michonne smiled wanly and glanced over at Phillip, who could see she looked confused. Michonne then moved closer to the gate.

"Uh, I had an accident and I kind of lost part of my memory. I'm not really sure who you are." she told him.

Phillip looked more shocked than Gareth!

"What do you mean you don't remember him? I thought you were feeling better." Phillip asked, touching her forehead. Michonne kind of brushed his hands off of her face.

"I am but there are some things I just don't remember still." Michonne answered, turning from him and back to Gareth. Gareth now looked at Phillip.

"What accident, Phillip? One that you caused or..."

Phillip pointed his gun at Gareth's head! Michonne reached up and pulled his hand down.

"Look, I don't remember you. I'm sure this amnesia is temporary. Why don't you tell me why you're here?"

"Can I do it on the other side of the gate?" Gareth asked in a sing song voice. Michonne looked over at Rick.

"Rick, please, can we let him in so I can find out what he wants and send him on his way?"

Rick didn't answer at first. This guy just didn't seem like Michonne's type. It's not like he knew what her type was, but he suspected it was not a guy like this. He just couldn't really see Michonne being with him.

"Let him in." Rick said, now more suspicious than curious. The gate was opened and Gareth hurried through it and reached down to wipe off of his jeans before standing to full height again.

"Wow! That was close! Michonne, a hug?"

Rick got in between the two of them.

"No. Now tell me who you are and why you're here?"

Gareth looked around at everyone before going into his story.

"Our camp was attacked by some pretty depraved people. We barely got out of there alive. Many of us didn't. We then went to Woodbury looking for help but I saw that either the same people got to your town or something happened! Anyway, now we're here."

"How did you know Michonne was here?" Phillip asked.

"Well we picked up some people who claimed they had been thrown out of here for non payment of rent. That's why I'm offering the barbecue, for starters." Gareth said solemnly.

Merle's eyes lit up!

"Barbecue? You actually have barbecue?" he asked, greed evident in his tone.

"Yeah. A lot of beef." Gareth replied now looking at Michonne. "You really remember nothing? Nothing at all about Terminus?"

"No." Michonne answered. "I'm sorry."

"NOTHING at all? No memories whatsoever?"

Michonne got the very distinct impression, that her 'amnesia' was just fine with him! She looked over at Phillip.

"What did I tell you about him?" she asked quietly.

Phillip shrugged, but he was skeptical of Gareth as well.

"You never wanted to talk about him. And you were uneasy when he showed up at Woodbury." he admitted.

"Now, Phillip," Gareth drawled, "that is not true. Michonne and I had a very amicable break up and she was actually happy to see me looking well."

"I think you're saying that because you know my wife can't remember otherwise. It was nice seeing you, Gareth. Now I think you should take your barbecue and go." Phillip told him.

"Hey!" Merle snapped. "You don't run anything around here! I want to see some of this barbecue he's offering! And it's only twelve people."

There were murmurs that echoed through the crowd, that this little spectacle had attracted. Rick nodded.

"Okay, this is how things are going to go: Merle and a couple of other men are going with you, Grant..."

"It's Gareth." Gareth said a little tiredly.

"As far as I'm concerned you're Mr. Barbecue. But if you're fucking with us and there isn't any cue, than you're a dead man. And the people that you picked up that didn't pay rent around here, don't come with."

Gareth licked his lips.

"That's fair."

"I know it is," Rick said, "AND, your people will have to pay rent. So unless you've got an endless supply of barbecue or you can find me something else to pay with, you'll have to leave if you can't pay."

Michonne noticed that Gareth looked around at everyone, almost as if he was counting.

"I think I will be able to definitely come up with an endless supply of barbecue. I've noticed that there are a lot of animals in the nearby woods."

Darryl glanced at Merle, who suddenly frowned.

"We haven't noticed anything of the kind," Darryl said, "and Merle and I are about the best hunters here."

"Well maybe they're just hiding from you." Gareth said cutely, then reached out to pull Michonne aside away from Phillip and Rick.

"I'm sorry that you don't remember anything, but when you do, I hope you'll be on board. Also, do you still have your sword? It was really handy."

"Be on board for what, Gareth?"

"To really become one with the community and with me. Or maybe not with me, considering your supposedly married to Phillip here. But really, Michonne, I mean weddings aren't exactly legal these days. You're not REALLY married to him."

Michonne didn't quite know what do say. She felt as if this man didn't really have romantic designs on her, but for some reason he wanted her to belong with his group? Had this man really been an old boyfriend? Or just someone she knew from another group the other Michonne had hung out with before Woodbury?

Her gut was telling her to tell Rick to forget the barbecue and not let this man in. But it was barbecue. And everyone seemed to be in such good spirits at just the idea of it.

And she was not planning on staying here anyway.

"Why don't you go on with Rick and the others." was all Michonne said. Gareth nodded in response, and he walked over to Rick and some of the others, to plan the trek back to his people.

"I'm worried about you." Phillip said suddenly. Michonne focused on him.

"I'm fine. It's just..."

"It's just that you don't remember someone you should. Maybe I pushed you too far last night?" Phillip asked.

"No." was all Michonne said, looking away from him. Phillip reached out and turned her face back so that she was facing him.

"Maybe Rick pushed you just now?" he asked. Before Michonne could answer, Phillip shook his head.

"Never mind. It doesn't matter. I think we should still leave. Right now. What Rick does here with Garth..."

"Gareth." Michonne corrected him.

"Gareth, is his business," Phillip said, "his being here will only add to our problems."

"Phillip, no one is leaving here knowing there is barbecue coming. Let's just wait and eat and then leave okay?" Michonne asked quietly. Phillip nodded and she could not keep him from giving her a quick kiss, before he turned and walked off to find Lizzie and Judith. Michonne looked around until her eyes rested on Rick, who was already staring at her.

Now, how to keep from leaving even after eating barbecue, was Michonne's latest problem. Or so she thought.

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