A/N: Sorry this one has taken so long to update. I had so much fun writing the last chapter and I'm glad it was well received. They got there finally! Thanks for the reviews; I swear you guys are the best. Seriously, you're wonderful and make me grin from ear to ear!

Since it's been ages, here's a recap: there was a zombie movie marathon; Rick sexting Michonne; Rick and Michonne made love for the first time; and Michonne admitted that she was in love with Rick.

Pillow talk time; it's about to get fluffy!

Rick's eyes focussed on the ceiling of his bedroom in the soft light of the morning as a smile crept over his face. He looked to his left and saw Michonne fast asleep next to him; the covers had fallen away and her bare, smooth back was exposed to him. Rick's smile grew wider when he thought of how he could easily become used to waking up next to her every day. He could barely contain the urge to reach over and touch her to make sure that she was really there. That it all had not been some delightful dream.

Rick shuffled closer and draped his arm over Michonne's waist; listening to the sound of her gentle breathing. He then drew his face close to her shoulder and gave it a light kiss. He did not stop there and trailed several kisses over her back. Michonne began to stir as she was awoken from her slumber by the sensation of Rick's lips on her skin. She smiled to herself when she remembered where she was and who she was with.

"Good morning, Grimesy." She said cheerfully before turning to face him.

"Mornin', beautiful." Was his reply.

They shared a grin before Rick pressed a languid kiss to Michonne's lips; she yawned a little then moved herself nearer to him.

"How'd you sleep?" Rick whispered, still smiling at her.

"I slept fine; feel well rested actually." She whispered back before giggling and asking. "Why are we whispering?"

Rick let out his own small laugh and responded with:

"I don't know. Don't wanna wake the boys, maybe? Could do with some quiet before they get up and start stompin' around."

Michonne used her finger to trace lines up and down Rick's arm.

"Oh please, I'm sure we made enough noise last night to wake the neighbors!" She offered, a devilish smile playing on her face.

"Hmm, last night…" Rick said dreamily as he closed his eyes and grinned once more.

"What about it?" Michonne asked in a flirtatious manner.

"Well, let's just say it was amazing." He started as he opened his eyes and looked at her. "Because you're amazing."

"You know what you are?" She asked while running her fingers through his curls.

"What am I?" Was Rick's cheerful response.

"You're fuckin' hot! Facebook shall hear about this!" She teased as she kissed him chastely on the mouth.

"But seriously, you're the amazing one, Rick. You're so good to me. Why are you so good to me?"

Asked Michonne, becoming somewhat staid. Rick grabbed her hand and placed a kiss to it.

"Are you kiddin'?" He asked with a smile as she shrugged. "Why wouldn't I be good to you? You deserve the best of everything. And I love you, Michonne."

She smiled at Rick as she fought to hold back the tears that had welled in her eyes. He continued talking as she held on to his hand and listened.

"You know why I love you? It's 'cause you're beautiful and smart and funny; you're kind and brave and you make me wanna be a better man 'cause you deserve the best."

Now the tears started to roll down Michonne's cheeks; Rick used his thumb to wipe them away.

"You okay?" He asked looking concerned.

"Yeah," She said with a smile.

"You know I love you, right? 'Cause you make me smile, Rick. You made me smile when I didn't think I could ever smile again; you've always been patient with me. I felt so empty for a long time that I didn't even notice you slowly filled that space inside me. You make me feel…whole again; and I realize that now, I feel empty when I'm not near you. You and Carl are everything to me."

Michonne finally said.

"That's exactly how I feel too." He offered before leaning toward Michonne and kissing her deeply.

She rolled onto her back as Rick leaned over her and continued their unhurried kiss; his hand trailing over her body, savoring the feeling of her soft, smooth skin.

xXxXx

Michonne crashed into a sweating, writhing heap on top of Rick as they both reached their climax. Rick was not worried about the teenagers asleep down stairs when he filled Michonne's womb with his seed once more and called her name loudly. She kissed his mouth and they both could not help but smile. Michonne had not known how insatiable Rick was for her and she was definitely not opposed to his appetite.

The euphoria of being with her was almost too much for him to fathom; Rick was happy. Rick was extremely happy. He was happy that, after all of the trials they had faced on their own, and then together, that they had overcome it all. They had found a place in their friendship and relationship where they were being completely honest and open with each other. They had finally taken the first step down an unknown road; yes, it was scary, but at the same time, it felt so right. They both knew deep down inside that the road would be easier to walk now that they did not walk it alone.

Michonne rolled from off of Rick while catching her breath; she leaned on her elbow and watched him. He wore the most contented smile she had seen; head reclined and eyes closed. She reached over and pressed her index finger to his swollen lips and he grinned wider under her touch.

"Rick?" She asked, still running her finger over his lips.

"Yeah?" He answered, eyes still firmly closed.

"Will you make me pancakes?" She asked softly, causing Rick to open his eyes and look at her.

She really was the most spontaneously amusing and utterly adorable person he had ever known.

"What, right now?" He queried, letting her stroke his face with the back of his hand.

"Hmm mm." She replied.

"Can I have a shower first?" He then asked, knowing full well he would do anything that she wanted him to.

"Yeah, okay." She smiled flirtatiously. "We can have one together."

xXxXx

The smell of pancakes wafted through the kitchen of Rick's home as he and Michonne ate breakfast; Carl and Duane were still asleep in the lounge room. The adults did not know how long the boys had been up watching their zombie films, but they would leave them there for now.

"God, Grimesy. This is so good. What is it with you and breakfast foods?" Michonne said as she pulled out her phone and snapped a picture of her second stack of pancakes covered in golden syrup.

"What is it with you and your phone and pictures of breakfast foods?"

He laughed as he took in her appearance; she wore one of his t-shirts, a pair of sweat pants and her hair tied in a high ponytail.

"You know my fascination with social media and the American consumer; this," she said before uploading the picture to her Facebook page. "Is for research purposes."

"Yeah?" He asked, amused and not too sure how serious she was.

"Yes. Also, it's to show all of my friends that I have this hot ass boyfriend who cooks pancakes for me." She offered while laughing.

Rick could not help but join her in chortling and then smiled.

"Ya know how good it sounds when you call me that?" He said.

"What? My hot ass boyfriend?" She said lightly.

"Yes, ma'am. Feels great to be official." Rick offered with a grin.

"Baby, it ain't official until we update our relationship statuses on FB to 'in a relationship'." She said and they both burst out laughing once more.

Michonne placed her phone on the table then stared at Rick who had continued to eat; he looked up at her and asked:

"What?"

"Nothin'. I just know Carl's gonna be pissed when he finds out." She said with a wry smirk.

"What, about us?" Rick said, looking somewhat concerned.

"No, dude; when he finds out we didn't save him any pancakes!" Came her reply as they once again fell into laughter.

xXxXx

Michonne had reluctantly left Rick and went back to her place; she was going to grab some items and pack an overnight bag for her return later in the evening. Rick was outside tending to his vegetable patch when Carl and Duane came outside. Carl did not look impressed when he walked over to his father.

"Dude, what's wrong with you and Michonne? I gotta go on Facebook to find out?" Carl said clearly annoyed.

Rick sighed, placed the gardening implement down and faced his son.

"Firstly, son; don't call me dude. You know I hate it. Secondly, we thought you already figured out that we had feelings for each other…"

"What? No, Dad; I know you two are together. Oh and it's about time you made it official. But I'm talkin' about the pancakes! Michonne posted it all over Facey and you guys didn't even save any for us!"

Upon hearing what his son was currently upset about, Rick laughed uproariously and patted both boys on the back.

"Come on, let's get you both fed." Said Rick as he and the teenagers headed back inside.

A/N: I wonder if Michonne should pack more than an overnight bag? Might be a good idea since she and Rick don't seem like they want to let each other up for air anytime soon lol I don't blame 'em!

Thanks for sticking with me; this one really has been a little rough at times, but they're in a good place now.

More to come!