That morning we went to check on Nicholas and Nikoli, who was excited to see us. "JENNI, DARYL!" They wrapped around our legs hugging us, I bent over Nicholas hugging him to me. He starts sniffing at my belly, his eyes changing bright blue as his cat. "Jenni, you don't smell like you." I looked at him confused while Daryl and Merle eyed us. "What do you mean, I don't smell like me?" He buried his nose into my belly more sniffing deeper before looking up at me. "You smell like you, but you smell like candy too." I looked at him shocked a moment as his words sunk into my brain before I stared at Daryl, he noticed the look on my face and begun chewing on his thumb. "What the hell it mean 'you smell like candy' furball, I ain't getting' it?" I looked between the two and shrug at them, knowing exactly what it means but not wanting to say anything until I knew for certain myself. "I don't know, could mean anything." Merle gave me a thoughtful look while Daryl kept chewing on his thumb before nodding. "Alright, Mer you care keeping the kids in here while we help with clean up?" Laying his hand on Nikoli's head who looked up at him. "I ain't got no problem with the rugrats."

Leaving the boys with Merle we made our way outside to meet up with Tyreese to work on repairing the fence. To add a barrier before reaching the fence we stuck more spikes down to help stop the dead, Daryl wouldn't let me do any of the lifting but had me keep watch. After a few hours the fence was finally repaired we made our way back up to the prison, Michonne was working on removing the dead by herself. I made my way over to her after asking Hershel about how Glenn and Mike were doing, letting Daryl speak to Hershel I walked over to Michonne. "Hey girl, need some help?" Standing back up from gripping a dead's leg Michonne smiled at me. "Won't turn a hand down, but you don't have to I've got this." Bending down to grip its wrist lifting with her when she followed my lead, we easily tossed it into the bed of the trailer she was stacking them in. "Faster with help, beside got a question for you." Michonne gave me an assessing look. "What's up?" I looked over at Daryl who was still talking to Hershel, I step closer to her. "I need help." Her assessing look turn to concern. "Did you get hurt during the med run?" I quickly shook my head at her, easing her worry. "No, no I didn't get hurt. I need a test..." I look back over at Daryl who was stalking down to the field to find Rick. "A pregnancy test." Michonne's face morphed to shock in less than a second. "Seriously!?" I hushed her to be quiet as I nodded my head. "Yes, there's a good chance." Once the shock wore off a bit she smiled widely at me. "Follow me, I grabbed a few last run I was on. Figured we might need some eventually with all you love birds in the nest." I followed Michonne into the prison to her cell, she rummaged through a bag under her bed handing me a crumpled blue and pink box with the words 'first response' on it. "Pee on the stick, five-minute wait." She followed me to the washroom and waited while I peed on the stick, waiting those five-minutes were the longest wait of my life. Michonne tried to ease the worry she thought I had as we waited. "It's going to be okay, you won't be alone when you have this baby. Between Hershel, Carol and I we've got enough knowledge of child birth we can help you." I smiled at her offer. "Thank you, I'm not scared about delivery. How do I tell Daryl he's going to be a daddy?" Michonne frown at my question before voicing her concern. "He's accepted the twins, he already makes a wonderful father." I smiled at the truth of her words. "Yeah, he is, I just don't know how to break the news. He'll never let me leave our tower." Michonne laugh nodding her head in agreement. "I can see that happening, well time if up, ready to see?" Letting loose a deep sigh I flip the stick over and we stared at the two pink lines as their meaning settled in. A bright smile broke out on Michonne's face as I stared at it in a mixture of shock and excitement. "Congratulation!" Michonne hugged me tightly. "Can we keep this between just us, until I can tell Daryl later?" Michonne laugh and nodded. "Of course, girl he's going to be so excited!" Sticking the test in my back pocket we made our way back out to the jeep. "So obviously you're not going to help with the dead, but you could drive." Laughing I shake my head, I give her a playful push. "Don't you start before he gets to. But fine I'll be Bonnie to your Clyde and drive the getaway car."

Double checking to make sure the dead wasn't going anywhere and we had the gas cans Hershel walked over to us. "You ladies heading out?" I stop leaning against the jeep's door to give him a smile. "Wanna join us Hershel, some fresh air will do you wonders." He returned my smile as he answered. "Hell, yeah it would." Michonne smiled as she laid her katana in the backseat getting in, Hershel got in the passenger seat and I got behind the wheel. We worked chatting and enjoying each other's company even though the task was a messy one. A little into the last bit of the load I got an uneasy feeling like we weren't alone anymore, trying not to let the other two notice I tried to stay alert. Between the smell of the dead and the bodies that we had burning I could smell anything in the surrounding words which had both my wolf and I antsy, Michonne shook the water can she hand realizing it was low. "I'll grab the other can." Walking back toward the jeep I wasn't paying attention to our surrounding, giving the Governor the perfect opportunity to crack me in the temp with the butt of his hand gun. A sharp pain spread through my head as I crumbled to the ground at his feet, he then pointed the gun at Michonne who was pulling her katana from its sheath. "Ah, ah we wouldn't want to have an accident would we." Keeping her eyes on him she slowly slipped her katana off her back to drop it on the ground, walking closer he cracked the barrel of his pistol across Michonne's face knocking her unconscious as well.