Ok, I went overboard with his chapter. It is much longer than what it was meant to be. I was so nervous with the election coverage that instead of just editing what I already had, I just kept adding to it. Nervous energy I guess. I was going to split it into two shorter chapters, but full disclosure, I like round numbers and seeing eleven chapters would have forced me to write four more to get to fifteen. So I hope this does not drag for you. I think it was missing something and even though I added to it, it still seems like it is and I really can't put my finger on what. So I do hope you enjoy this chapter, and for this one, a review would be great. Good, bad or ugly (just not racist like the one from the guest). Let me know what you think! I appreciate all the readers and reviewers! Enjoy

Chapter 8-New Sherriff in Michonne-Umm I mean Town

"It is with both extreme regret and immense relief that I am announcing that I am stepping down as the leader of the Alexandria Safe Zone," Reginald spoke to the crowd of community members.

There was a collective gasp, and Reginald saw the shocked looks on the Alexandrian's faces. Well, from what he could tell, they always looked shocked about one thing or another if he was honest with himself. When it was announced that they would be switching from canned chicken to canned tuna for all the community casseroles a few months back, the community walked around in a stupor for almost a week. So damn dramatic. Everyone started murmuring and whispering and Reginald held his hand up to quiet the dazed audience and when he started to speak again, it was dead quiet. Spencer was sitting on the edge of his seat, eyes wide, all his teeth showing in a huge smile; he just knew his father was about to name him as his successor.

"I want to focus on engineering a better community and I thought long and hard about who could lead the community and not only keep it safe but grow it, just like my wife envisioned. So, without further ado, I have named Rick Grimes as the new leader of Alexandria," proclaimed Reginald.

Spencer jumped from his seat grinning from ear to ear. "Thank you father, I happily accept and I want you to know that I will work closely with Michonne…," he winked at her and nodded his head with an air of bizarre assuredness. Rick sucked his teeth and moved towards Spencer, but Reginald took a deep breath stopped the former sheriff from killing his foolish son.

"Sit down Spencer," said his frustrated father interrupting his son's ignorant rantings, "I said Rick Grimes is the new leader, not you."

Everyone looked at Spencer and shook their heads at the dummy that stood before them. As he slid back into his seat, there were giggles at Spencer's expense but then the grumbling about Rick began.

"Rick is a savage!" Someone Yelled.

"He will kill us all!" Another community member screamed.

"He is gorgeous!" Screamed a random woman.

Michonne narrowed her eyes searching the room for the woman who made the inappropriately timed comment. She knew it wasn't Jessie that yelled the piece of flattery, Michonne knew that hoe's voice, grating as it was. But when she locked eyes on Jessie, she saw the smirk on that THOT'S face anyway. Michonne cut her eyes at the trifling woman and reached back and gripped her katana and Jessie's expression switched from self-assured to self-preservation. Jessie looked down towards the floor scared as hell.

When Jessie raised her head, she was determined to appear strong and squared her shoulders. Jessie made the mistake of looking Michonne's way again and all her faux bravado went out the window. Michonne was still staring her dead in her eyes with her head now tilted and the hint of a malevolent smile on her face. Jessie shifted in her seat when she observed Michonne's hand still maintained a firm grip on her katana. Michonne pretended to rise from her seat and Jessie peed her pants. Not a dribble, but full on, drank too much water, urinated. She tried to use her tacky dress to absorb the liquid before anybody noticed and then she started to weep. Her son, who was sitting next to her, got up in disgust and stood by the wall to distance himself. As she was leaking down the pew, she looked at Ron for some help, but he just gestured for her to "talk to the hand" and refused to make eye contact. Michonne knew the nasty deed Jessie just committed, she saw the puddle, she smirked right back at Jessie and turned around to face Rick and didn't give Jessie another thought.

Rick calmed the crowd as he walked up and replaced Reginald at the podium and began his speech. He poked his chest out and Michonne knew it was mostly because of the little tired compliment he got from some random woman and rolled her eyes. He was so needy.

"Thank you, Reginald, for believing in me and I happily accept," he narrowed his eyes at a dejected Spencer. "But I will not be the only leader, I am announcing a co-leader." Spencer perked up. "Michonne will lead with me," Rick smiled and looked towards his girlfriend, who he now, at that very moment, decided to start referring to as his wife. He needed to shut some of these men down. He saw how they ogled her when she walked around Alexandria. There were varied responses to new development.

"She will be a good leader!" Someone shouted.

"She is beautiful!" Rick cut his eyes at the crowd looking for the man who yelled it out.

"I would like to smack that phat ass!" Hollered a random man.

Rick had his gun drawn and pointed at the crowd and yelling "who said that about my wife!"

Michonne snickered then jumped to quickly calm, evidently and surprisingly, her new husband then spoke to the community. "I want each of you to know that I will do my best to co-lead with Rick and build this community into something special. I would also like to announce that Rick and I would like to form a council. I would like to name each member and title. We would need a second from someone in the audience and an acceptance from the member." Michonne began to name each member.

"Council –Rick and Michonne Grimes Co-Leaders." "Second" and "Accept"-'might as well start using my new last name now,' she thought and Rick's grin was so big and lasted so long and when she didn't see him blink, Michonne thought he froze for a second.

"Reginald and Maggie—Executive Council"- "Second" and "Accept"

"Aaron, Sasha, Tara, and Heath-General Council Members"- "Second" and "Accept"

"Darryl and Francine-Alternate Council Members"- "Second" and "Accept"

Michonne surveyed the crowd and made her last statement. "Since there is a strong stench of piss in here," she glanced and winked at Jessie, "this meeting will now be adjourned so we can air this place out!" Exclaimed Michonne as she banged the gavel that she will soon be using for the divorce trial.

Before anyone could get up from their seats, they heard a scream from the watchtower where an Alexandrian was currently on duty. Rick and Michonne ran outside, followed by the rest of the community, and noticed three walkers had gotten in the gate that was left unlocked and open. They all witnessed a terrified Alexandrian woman screaming and running too close to the dead intruders and was immediately dragged down to the ground and munched on by the three walkers. It was like they were watching a strange movie in slow motion. Glen tried to tell them what they were like around walkers, but to see it for themselves, they were dumbfounded.

"Seriously, the woman had ample time to get away," said a stunned Michonne. "But she really didn't need to get away if she had just not walked directly into their path. On purpose."

"She just walked right into em, like she didn't know any better," astounded Rick as he was standing there in awe of what he just saw.

"I told you so, it was like she was hypnotized, just like the others," said a perplexed Glen as he stood watching with his arms crossed shaking his head.

"Well the good news is there is another house open," Smiled Rick.

Rick and Michonne were snapped out of the outlandish moment and they both jogged over to the area and weirdly stepped over several guns on the ground. Rick shut the gate and Michonne dispatched the walkers with her katana like a graceful ballerina. The Alexandrians cheered. Rick and Michonne, as well as the other members of their crew, shook their heads. They were tired of the antics of these naïve motherfuckers. Rick called up to the guard and berated him not doing anything about the situation, "You're Fired!" (see what I did there) Hollered Rick.

"Who left the gate open?" Rick asked the former guard.

"Spencer was the last one who opened it," replied the nervous ex-watchtower sentinel.

"What was Spencer doing with the gate open?" Rick asked the now, but about to be replaced lookout, "And why are all these damn guns all over the ground?"

"Spencer likes to open and close the gates in front of people, especially women to show how brave he is," admitted the soon to be swapped out security, "And I was trying to kill the walkers by throwing the guns at them."

"What the fuck?" Rick roared ignoring the ludicrous use of a gun and looking for Spencer who was nowhere in sight. He could only handle one dip shit problem at a time. Spencer was back home pouting to Jessie about his loss of leadership. Jessie did not feel sorry for Spencer in the least and informed him he had better be ready for the trial and she better win.

"I can't even think about that right now Jessie, Rick called Michonne his wife!" Cried Spencer.

"Get a grip dumbass, we still have time to break them up. You just make sure I get the house and kids in the divorce and that you paint Pete in a bad light and get him kicked out the community. We both need a shit ton of sympathy right now!" Jessie Shrieked.

"Why do you smell like piss?" Spencer asked a now embarrassed Jessie as he scrunched up his nose and stepped away from her.

Back at the gate, Rick was berating the Alexandrians. What he just witnessed was senseless. "Tomorrow we start training each of you. There was no reason anyone of you had to die on the supply run or just now. It stops now before you get some of my people killed," Rick spat. "Rosita will train you on target practice by showing you how to actually keep the gun in your hand and pull the damn trigger. Sasha will train a few of you to be sharpshooters, Glen and Tara will train you how to effectively kill a walker up close without getting bit or ripped to shreds. And Carl, a damn child, will teach you some knife skills," hollered Rick shaking his head.

"The Anderson trial is tomorrow," someone yelled.

"We can't miss that!" Another community member shouted.

"I want to watch that sexy judge all day," a male member hollered.

Rick took off running towards the man he knew made that last comment about his wife with his hand itching the butt of his Colt. Darryl and Abraham chuckled at funny Rick then snatched him by his arms as the unwise and very petrified man sprinted towards his home. Many of the Alexandrians and most of the crew were kinda bummed because for second, they thought they were going to witness their fellow Alexandrian get his ass whooped.

Once Rick got his faculties back, he remarked to the crowd, "Ok, Ok, I'm cool!"

"You're not cool!" Yelled a young voice in the crowd.

"SHUT UP CARL!" Hollered Rick rolling his eyes. "We will start the training immediately after the trial." He wanted to watch that mess too. "Everybody go home and get some rest."

The whole crew walked over to congratulate Rick and Michonne and they each had a gift for their new official bosses, even though they were already and nothing really changed. They figured Rick and Michonne deserved for the hating to stop, at least for tonight, and decided to give them a reprieve.

"Since you are now our official fearless leaders, Abraham's house," said Abraham dramatically as he beat his fist across his chest and looked towards the sky, "will take Noah off your hands tonight. We are fully aware that none of us will get any rest with that buzz saw rattling all the butts and balls all damn night, but for you two it'll be our pleasure." Noah cut his eyes at Abraham. He had no clue why they were all up in arms about a little snoring.

"And Glen's and Maggie's house will take Carl," followed Glen.

"And Darryl and Sasha's house, even though it is the same house as Glen and Maggie's, will take Judith," exclaimed Darryl, "Hey can we take the house of that lady that just got eaten?"

Rick barely heard what Darryl said, he had already flipped Michonne over his shoulder and was unbelievably and amazingly running full speed towards their house while trying to hold her steady. He fell down a slight incline and both rolled down the embankment, but Rick quickly jumped up and scooped Michonne off the ground and kept it moving. He did not look back when he kicked his front door open and ran to their bedroom. Michonne had to quicky run back and shut and lock the front door before returned to their bedroom. Rick was panting and ready for his new wife.

Rick picked her up and dropped her on the bed and pounced on top of her like a puppy. He did not know where to start or what to do first. His eyes darted all over her. He had dreamed about this for weeks, and now all his plans of how he would ravage her left his head. He decided to start kissing every part of her exposed flesh. Michonne giggled, delighting in the feel, but after all this buildup, she needed Rick naked now. She took charged and flipped him so that she was now on top of him and slid down his legs as she unbuckled his holster and placed it on the floor slightly under the bed just to be safe. She then undid the button of his well-worn and perfectly fitted jeans and pulled them off along with his boxers. Michonne scanned his naked lower half. He was tiny. Just kidding. He was huge. Her eyes bulged when she saw that big D and she wanted to do naked cartwheels all over the room. His cock was thick and long and veiny and beautiful. Rick smirked at her reaction and knew she was wondering if she could accommodate that hammer after a two year dry spell. But Michonne was always up for a good challenge. Rick, sensing her excitement seized her waist and tossed her on her back and kissed her furiously, disrobing her along the way.

"I don't know how long I'm gonna last once I get in there Michonne, but we got all night to get it right. I want to kiss you everywhere, but right now I just need to be inside of you," breathed Rick heavily.

Rick got on top and lined himself up with her and in one swift motion, penetrated her. She was so tight, and so wet, and so warm, and so smooth, and so everything, that after three pumps he exploded. It had been too long, the anticipation too much, and the pussy too tight for the sex to have gone any other way. He panted and told her to give him ten minutes. Michonne was annoyed but patient. She knew Rick had it in him to be more than a three-pump chump. So she agreed and prayed to Sweet Baby Jesus that this was not all there was ever going to be.

After Rick regained control of his body, and his mind that he lost after being inside of her for just a few seconds, he aimed to set everything straight. And oh boy, he did just that. It was about to be on and popping. He went in for a kiss first. That kiss was long and hard and sweet and loving and passionate all at the same time. The way he caressed her body with his lips, his tongue and his hands left her speechless and she didn't know what to do with herself, so she played with those curls at the base of his head. Every time he went a little lower, she yanked harder on those curls and to Ricks surprise, his dick got harder. He loved her playing in his head, but the hair pulling turned him on big time. "Baby, keep pulling my hair," he begged. He stopped and licked her breasts, taking each nipple into his mouth, savoring it like it was a fine wine. He stayed on her breasts for what seemed like hours to Michonne sucking and licking on her nipples. She was halfway ready to orgasm. All she could do was moan his name over and over. And Rick loved it.

He could have listened to her moan his name all night. To elicit another response, he licked her belly button and all around her flat stomach, then gave her one long, slow, wet lick from where her flat stomach met her pussy all the way up to her chin, then kissed her deeply again on her mouth. It was so erotic and Michonne whimpered and closed her eyes tight at the intensity of it. He flipped her over onto her stomach and repeated the process ending with another long lick of his rugged tongue on her smooth skin from the bottom of her ass to her top of her neck and back down again. He flipped back over one more time kissing along her lovely neck then scooted off the bed. Rick now standing and looking down at his wife, naked and aroused. She was glistening from the sweat on her forehead to the nectar coating her pussy. He was aroused too. His dick was at strict attention as he stroked it softly, he was ready to be inside her again, but he needed to taste her first. He pulled her by her ankles so that her fabulous ass was at the edge of the bed and dropped to his knees.

He lifted her legs over his shoulders, then he ran his hand between the bed and her butt and squeezed as much of a handful as he could get. He let his head fall like he was praying to the alter of her bare ass. His dick shot straight up and got harder than it already was with just the feel of that round piece of art in his hands. He lowered his head even further and rested it against one of her thighs, just under her mound, he needed to get his bearings, and silently whispered "Jesus" before sliding his hands out from under her and refocusing on what was now right in front of him. He spread her legs open wider and he kissed from her calf of her right leg to her pussy and back around to the calf of her left leg. Then he said another silent prayer of thanks and went in for the kill.

All the air seemed to rush into Michonne's body the moment his pink pouty lips met her chocolaty pink lower ones and she took a deep inhale. She could not breathe for a few seconds and squeezed her eyes shut as she tried to focus her brain to remember how to exhale. Rick moaned and hummed as he sucked and flicked. He cursed and called her name at the deliciousness of her. She loved the sultry way her name dripped from his mouth. He kept saying how sweet she tasted and how he wanted to live there forever, over and over, not sure if it was out loud or in his mind. When she came all over his tongue, he lapped it up and licked his lips then waited a few minutes for her to come down and then he started all over again. He could not get enough. This time he added his fingers to the mix. Pumping in and out and out and in as he slurped on her bud. He sucked her clit and licked her folds like it was the only thing giving him life. Like if he did not suck hard enough, he would get no air, no oxygen to his lungs. She came again. All over his face . All over the sheets. All over herself. She thought she had died, come back to life, and died again. She suspected that sex with Rick Grimes would be out of this world, but this was far beyond that. The feeling had had no explanation or definition.

She wanted to return the favor, but she could not move. She was senseless, boneless, and helpless under Rick. If there was a walker invasion right then, she would be just like the Alexandrians, and just lay there and die. But she would die happy and satisfied and that, she one hundred percent believed. Right when she started to come back to her senses, Rick climbed back on top of her and with one swift thrust, reentered for a second time that night. Rick was motionless for a few seconds as he closed his eyes and savored the feel of her. "Oh God," he whispered. She felt even better than she did when he was inside her the first time. He did not know how that was even possible. She was so wet that she was dripping. So tight he could not comprehend how he was able to fit in that tight spot. He was dizzy and delirious.

Once he started moving his hips, it was so sensual and carnal that Michonne moaned loudly with pleasure and came for a third time before Rick even really got started. "RICK," she screamed, she did not think she could take anymore. Her pussy was throbbing, her mind was buzzing, and her eyesight was blurry. She wanted him to both stop and keep going. She arched her back and screamed his name and that gave Rick such a burst of desire and confidence that he started to move faster, grunting, and groaning with each thrust. He set a pounding hard yet delectable pace. She licked her lips like she was being served a five-course meal, and she was. Rick was the appetizer all the way to the dessert plus an after dinner drink. If you asked her how long they made love, she will you days. She lost track of time when Rick was inside her. With his blue eyes staring into her brown eyes, they watched in pure ecstasy as each climaxed. There was no pulling out, no condoms, no worry. Just pure Rick and pure Michonne intermingling their tongues, their bodies, and their fluids. They became one.

Now, that the lovemaking was taken care of, they had a bit of fun. First in the shower where Michonne nearly stopped Ricks heart when she went down on him, hot water spraying on them both. It was rough and it was raw. She took his cock so deep down her throat that his knees buckled. She hummed songs around his dick that Rick never heard before but became part of the playlist in his head. He would find himself days after humming those unknown tunes around the house that he never heard before outside of that shower. He was grabbing her locs just to stay on two feet and he came so hard into her mouth that she tumbled backwards onto her fantastic backside as he leaned against the shower wall. She had to scramble to get up to finish sucking him off. She wanted every drop in her mouth. He tried to tell her no more, but he could not get the words out.

About an hour after that, she was on all fours taking it from the back. Rick at this point was showing out. He was pulling out all the stops. Rick held her tight, one hand on her hip and the other on her shoulder for leverage as he pummeled into her so hard and fast, she had to bury her face deep and bite into the corner mattress to keep sane. The pace he set was brutal but divine. It was nasty but delicious. Michonne would not have it any other way at that moment in time. He literally beat her pussy to death. By the end, she was sure she lost feeling down there. Rick had never sweated so much and cum so hard during sex in his life. Sex with Michonne was transcendent. He was upset he wasted all that time with "Lay There Lori," but he decided to forget about the terrible sex he had in his past and focus on the tantalizing and awe-inspiring sex he was about to have every single day for the rest of his life. Rick meant, every single day, he could not imagine a day where he could go without experiencing making love to, being inside of, or tasting his wife.

They were able to get some shut eye for a few hours before they were back at it. This time Michonne rode him into oblivion and right after they both came, Rick picked her up and sat her on his face and ate her until she screamed for him to stop. She had enough. Her body could not take any more Rick Grimes. They finally cuddled and slept so hard that they did not wake up until there was a hard knock on their bedroom door.

"RICK, MICHONNE," Noah yelled, "Y'ALL ARE LATE FOR COURT!"