Epilogue

Oddly and luckily enough there had been no strong scent of the fresh paint lingering in the air. Not that the odor would have deterred them from the mission they were on either. But the sweet scent of a vanilla, caramel and cream candle combined with a barely noticeable light sexual musk. The flat sheet and comforter along with pillows had spilled to the floor at some point. The sheer curtains swayed in front of the open windows allowing in unexpected cooling breezes that tickled their sweat moistened skin. Roaming, grasping and caressing hands replaced the lost heat as they rolled over so Rick was now on top.

"You feel so good."

"You too."

Michonne and Rick moaned into the others mouth as he fully plummeted into her pulsing slickness. The soft pads of her feet slipped up and down his legs encouraging his thrusts. Their lips crashed together in fiery sucks while her fingers weaved in his grown in curls. He wanted to raise his body to stroke her more firmly but the feel of her hardened nipples pressed into his chest kept him put, for now.

The house was empty except for them. Taking advantage of this opportunity had them louder than they could normally be. Custom and maybe reason stated they might have refrained, but their resolve was never going to be steadfast. Carl having a sleepover with Sophia gave them the perfect opportunity to break their new bedroom in.

Technically, they had done that last night, then again in the middle of the night. And now in the early hours of the morning. Rick and Michonne were in their new large bedroom with an en suite. They had been taking up a two-bedroom suite in the lodge during the unlivable stage of the remodel. But they had been granted access, now that the finishing touches were the last things left to be completed. It just made sense to bless the house, they rationalized.

Michonne had already experienced a head spinning orgasm when she rode her fiancé. His tongue lapping and his teeth nipping at her dark areolas while his strong hands aggressively pulled her down on his dick as she bounced was all she needed. Now, under him she had regained her strength and she could feel the next one on the horizon. But nothing got her there faster than to know he was just as close to being sated as her. She knew what he enjoyed the most, even though he would say it wasn't always the case. But she knew better.

She kissed him roughly before unlocking her legs from around him, pushing him away. Surprise was quickly wiped away and his eyes twinkled seeing the mischief in hers. He swiftly sucked on her nipples causing her determination to waver before she ultimately scrambled to turn over. Her limbs were still a bit shaky but she made it on all fours, looking back to see Rick biting his kiss swollen bottom lip. His dick coated in her wetness as it bobbed begging for reentry.

A sexy snicker passed from his lips to her ears making her grin coquettishly. Her plump ass was up in the air and she leaned her head down so it rested on the mattress.

"Fuck."

The slow country thick expletive accompanying a throaty growl had her trembling. The view of her pussy's delicate arrangement of brown and pink soaking wet gave him a slight head rush. He deeply inhaled their scent but wanted more, perhaps a taste would serve him. Rick torturously ran two fingers over her lips causing Michonne to hiss. He nearly forgot what he was doing when she circled her waist in search of satisfaction. He indulged them both in a couple sluggish inserts before he opened his mouth sucking her honey off of his digits.

He had had enough of this teasing and he moved in closer to knead her upraised ass. Knowing how ready she always was for him made him rock hard. His body didn't need any direction, his cock landed right where they both needed it to be. Michonne's mouth dropped open and she started to push back when his thick head pierced her.

"Don't move."

She tried her hardest to comply, but her walls constricted as he gradually sank into her. Rick wished the bed had been placed differently, wanting a wall to brace his hand against. But it floated in the center, the focal point in the large bedroom. Instead, he dug his fingertips into her waist while he thrust his hips forward until she fully encompassed him. The way he always felt she was curved just perfectly for him made his decision even more true.

He started a paced drive that gradually increased, the impact resonating in the room. He watched as Michonne sighed and whimpered, her fingers gathering the fitted sheet. He knew she was about to throw it back on him so he readied himself. And when she did, his toes cracked and his eyes tried to roll to the top of his head, but he wanted to witness this. This woman, his woman, felt like perfection.

They moved together towards a common goal, pleasuring the other. Satisfying their own carnal desires with each dive, with each squeeze. Rick's breaths became labored when he sped up to not be outdone. His hair was dampened with sweat but he didn't swipe it away from his face. He was too close, focusing on the sounds of Michonne's cries, he had to get her over the edge once more. It was his duty, so he leaned over her back, reaching his fingers between her legs. He flicked her swollen jewel continuously, making her body shake.

"Rick!"

She gasped as she met her second intense end. Rick wanted her to ride the wave as long as possible, so he fought her staccato internal clutches that threatened to milk him. But the final set of pulses along with the shiver that ran from her into him had his climax violently forced from him.

"Chonne!"

Michonne snickered as his weight came down on her, pushing her into the bed. He shuttered through an apology that he needn't have offered. Her legs had been on the verge of collapse too. They were still connected, feeling the aftershocks mixed with the pounding of their hearts.

Once they calmed, Rick slowly detached making a gargled noise that had Michonne giggling. He narrowly missed falling off the bed when he rolled off of her, due to their haphazard position on the bed. They both laughed and he playfully wacked her ass now that she laid on her side.

"Oh, you think that's funny?"

"I did." her eyes watered from laughter as she scooted over, pulling him closer so he wasn't precariously laying on the edge of the mattress.

"Well, I hope the wet spots don't dry for you by tonight." he laughed until his cheeks colored at the 'O' that appeared on her face.

"That's mean."

She playfully pinched him making his squirm and tickle her in response. They laughed together for a few moments before he ran a finger across the intricate design, freshly shaved into the side of her head.

"Once I get the feeling back in my legs, I can make it up to you." he grinned at her.

"You know I need to be able to walk this weekend, right?" she simpered.

"I could just carry you around. I wouldn't mind." he pulled her leg up to rest on top of his hip.

"I thought you just said your legs didn't work?"

Rick leaned in to suck her heart shaped lips which she happily allowed. "You know I recover quick."

Michonne blushed at his cockiness because he wasn't wrong. "As much as I would love to be toted around this weekend, we have stuff and thangs to do."

"You're right." he pouted and she giggled before looking at the clock on the wall.

"Besides we have people arriving soon. But…"

Rick raised an eyebrow waiting for her offer.

"We can enjoy a nice shower together."

"Cashing in that raincheck again. I love it. I love you."

"I love you too." they leisurely kissed before they climbed out of the bed. Michonne taking his outstretched hand as they went into their brand new bathroom with the large glassed in shower they would soon be appreciating together.

After the nice shower to cool off from all the heat they created, Rick and Michonne were nearly dressed and ready to head to the lodge. They had guests arriving somewhat early to greet for the upcoming weekend. Rick was attempting to put on his watch from the jewelry dish that sat on top of their dresser but was distracted by Michonne's jumping to shimmy into her tight jeans.

She chuckled at his mesmerized state. "You know, we were just in bed and the shower naked. You've seen it plenty of times before."

He finally found the watch he fumbled for without taking his eyes off of her as she zipped and buttoned her pants. "I know but your ass puts me in a trance."

They both burst out laughing at his corny yet fitting dad joke before he secured his watch clasp then extended a hand, beckoning her to his side. Rick reached back up to the dish and retrieved the other item that was placed there. And Michonne softened her left hand in his so he could easily slip the chevron style engagement ring on. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach when he maintained eye contact as he pressed his lips to her finger with the symbol of his love now securely attached.

It was an easy decision for Rick when he examined the brightly lit display cases in the jewelry store. The modern shaped band was a perfect representation of two people who were perfect for one another yet had been on separate paths. The symmetry of the teardrop diamond at the center of the triangular point exhibited the harmony of their relationship.

"I'll be glad when we finish construction on this place so I don't have to worry about my ring getting caught on things anymore."

"Me too." he kissed her ring finger again making her cheeks warm. "At least you don't have to worry about that this weekend. The work will begin again on Tuesday and we will be long gone. Plus, it's nearly complete."

Michonne blissfully smiled as he retrieved his vibrating cellphone from the nightstand. "They're about to pull up."

He relayed the text message before turning her around so they could head out. Walking down the hall, they marveled from the quick glance into Carl's new larger bedroom, his old one becoming Michonne's home office. Rick's old bedroom was being repurposed as well into a bonus family room.

The couple opted to leave out through the mudroom slash laundry room that was built onto the newly remodeled kitchen with all new stainless steel appliances. They'd still kept the shortcut to the lodge but decided to use it for mostly winter to give them a little more work life balance. Rick wanted Michonne to feel like this was their place, to not have the shadow of his past marriage looming over her even though she said it didn't. So once the spruces the hotel needed were accomplished, their home was the next natural step.

The couple enjoyed a hand in hand walk, taking in the gorgeous views of the sun rising over the red cliff mountains. The fluffy clouds lazily wafted as though they were pausing to take in the array of orangey tones set to a blue sky too. The horizon granting a type of reprieve from what would undoubtedly be a busy day.

They rounded the building to the lodge entrance just as a car pulled up and watched a passenger climb out. They smiled pleasantly and waved back at a man-bunned Siddiq before he hustled around the vehicle to help a very visibly pregnant Rosita heave herself out of the backseat.

"Wow." Rick stated and Michonne held in a giggle and nudged him with her elbow before she stepped forward to greet their guests.

"Rosita! Siddiq!" she embraced them each and grinned at Rosita's growing belly while the men hugged then retrieved the luggage so the driver could depart.

"Don't say it, soy enorme." the tiny woman huffed rubbing her stomach through her flowy boho dress.

"You look beautiful." Michonne smiled warmly before the guys joined them.

Rick scratched his brow. "It doesn't seem like that much time has passed. How far along are you?"

"We are almost seven months along." Siddiq announced and Rosita lightheartedly rolled her eyes at him for answering for her.

"We are not anything. I am almost seven months."

Siddiq tried to hold in his grin. "You are absolutely right honey."

"And apparently a lot can happen in a few short months." Rosita rested a hand on her lower back and shaded her eyes with her other to look up at the structure.

"Yes, we-" Michonne started to respond when a flash of brown haired energy came barreling out of the lodge, surprising them all.

"Carl?" both Rick and Michonne stated with confusion.

The boy snickered at their muddled expressions. "Tobin brought me along while he dropped off some pastries. I could see you guys through the window so I came out to help. Whoa!" he exclaimed when he noticed Rosita's stomach, making them all laugh.

"Hola, Carl." Rosita laughed at his response.

"Hi." he bounced over on his toes to awkwardly hug her and then Siddiq before he pointed up at what they were examining before his sudden appearance.

"You like it? It's awesome, right?"

"It is awesome."

Siddiq smiled. "On the way from the airport the driver told us that the owner up and decided to change the name." They all giggled and looked up again.

Grimes Lodge now replaced the old Callies' signage, reaffirming that this would be Carl's legacy one day. The newly arriving couple smiled, happy but amazed to see the change they'd been told about in person.

"Let's get you guys checked in." Rick offered before the men toted the luggage inside with the women trailing behind.

"How did you manage to do all of this?" Rosita whispered to Michonne as they entered the lobby.

The two had built a stronger connection when Michonne and her made contact to help plan the upcoming wilderness lodge retreat weekend since Rick had been away at a conference then. The petite brunette and her boyfriend were happily surprised to find that not only had Michonne moved to Colorado but that she and Rick were engaged.

"Once Rick and Dale sat down with their lawyers to finalize the partnership, Rick started going to some hospitality management seminars. Next step was making some minor improvements. Luckily the place was in great shape thanks to Earl and Tobin. Earl called some of his old construction buddies and got the ball rolling."

Michonne offered for them to sit in the rocking chairs near the fireplace while Rick and Carl stood at the counter with Siddiq and they chatted with the new front desk attendant.

"My business connections have brought some big clients in with long term contracts. They want an escape for a few days while holding their conferences in a scenic locale that wouldn't inspire too much debauchery." The women smiled knowingly.

"I've also had my own clients venture here for in-person meetings regarding their business needs."

"Wow, I know you are glad that the guests this weekend will get to experience the new room décor you told me about."

"We are."

"I'm so happy for you two. And Carl." Rosita motioned to the Grimes men before her and Michonne grasped hands and they warmly smiled at one another.

"Thank you. We are happy for you guys too." Michonne gestured to her stomach and Rosita nodded, granting her permission to rub it.

"We are too. That man drives me crazy some days with my hormones arriba y abajo. But I love him so much."

Rosita dapped her eyes before she continued. "But Chica, let me run to the bathroom. Nina is pressing on my bladder."

They chuckled and Michonne helped her to stand then watched her waddle off down the hall. Just then, the glass doors slid open granting access to Sasha and Glenn. The women squealed to each other as they skipped across the lobby to hug. Glenn struggled with the suitcase as usual, prompting Rick to assist him before they too embraced. After all the greetings were done, Sasha and Michonne walked to the seating area to catch up.

"I'm so happy for you." Sasha's eyes shined as she looked around. "And remember, you didn't think me dropping everything and moving to Michigan for Glenn was a smart decision."

Michonne cackled remembering that conversation when they first met. "Have I apologized for that? It was so rude of me."

"Yes, you have many times." she sobered a bit but went on. "I know it must have been shocking what happened with your landlord."

Sadly, the elderly woman that Michonne sublet her New York apartment from passed away. Astonishingly, she had left the place to Michonne along with a nice sum of money.

"Mrs. Greene had written a letter to be given to me during the reading of her will. I couldn't believe that she wanted me at the reading at all."

"What did the letter say?" Sasha leaned in.

"She spoke about the apartment being the place she began her family. She wanted me to know that I could start my family wherever I wanted. But she hoped what she had left me would help me find the happiness that she'd had."

"Aww. It seems everyone was looking out for you two."

"I know, right?" Michonne's eyes welled up with joyful tears just as the guys moved away from the front desk.

Rick paused across from her, a grin perpetually stuck on his handsome face. "Baby, Carl and I are going to help them up to the rooms since the bellhop won't be here for another hour. And I wanna see how they like the rooms."

"Okay, I'll be down here with the girls just in case anyone else shows up."

"See you soon." Rick winked before turned to catch up with the guys.

Michonne looked like she was about to fall off her seat when her eyes trailed that bowlegged walk until it disappeared heading to the elevator bank, making Sasha snicker. She giggled but shrugged, unaffected by anyone witnessing her infatuation with her man. She'd proudly wear her love for him until her dying day. All questions in her mind had been erased.

When Rosita remerged, she and Sasha jubilantly embraced. They offered her a seat but she declined, saying it would be too hard to get back up.

"Siddiq and I were thinking we really should say it's a singles retreat because the way we are getting people to hook up." Rosita patted herself on the back and the other women laughed.

"You just might be on to something. Yumiko and Magna will be here later too."

"See what I mean. Gabriel and Anne told me they will be here tomorrow."

Sasha's eyebrows scrunched together and Michonne responded.

"Anne was actually the one that gave me the flyer about Rosita and Siddiq's retreat. But apparently, Rick and I get the credit for that one, Rosita. She saw the electricity between us and saved Gabriel from his attempt at courting me and now they are together."

The women giggled until Rosita suddenly placed a hand on her protruding belly giving the other two women cause for alarm.

"This baby is starving." Michonne and Sasha sighed with relief that that's all it was.

"Let's go eat since the guys took the bags to your rooms." Michonne suggested and they agreed.

"I'm so glad the taxidermy animal heads are gone." Sasha confessed while looking around.

Michonne snickered. "Girl, me too."

"Me three." Rosita added.

The ladies laughed as they made their way down to the dining hall.

"Business has been doing so well, I'm almost amazed by it." Tobin stated looking up at the log cabin styled lodge.

Rick, Tobin, Earl, Siddiq and Dale gathered by a set of picnic tables that were set up near the closest lake for guests to enjoy at their leisure while visiting the lodge. The guys had decided to partake in a small tasting of bourbon with cigars. Except Earl of course, who only smoked and drank ginger ale. Dusk would be upon them soon but a moment to revel was in order. There were still a few guests yet to arrive so their location would make it easy to greet them when they did.

"Well, that's all because of Rick and Michonne." Dale affirmed.

Rick flushed and sighed from the complement as the older man squeezed his shoulder. "Once they got the ball rolling there was no stopping them. When they put their mind to something, I tell you they are a force to be reckoned with."

"I give all the credit to Michonne." Rick grinned and took a sip from his glass.

"Of course you do, you are a smart man." Tobin snickered along with them all.

"It seems to me and Tammy Rose that you two have found your perfect match. You have always had ideas Rick, but you were nervous to implement them. Then Michonne came along and gave you a confidence that we hadn't seen in you in quite a while." Earl commended.

Rick smiled as he considered. "When I made decisions in the past, I always questioned myself. Wondered if I was doing the right thing. But with Michonne, she not only backs me but she finds a way to do it better. I don't know what I'd do without her."

"Well, luckily you won't. She's just as smitten with you." Earl smiled warmly so his cheeks glowed.

Rick blushed before taking another sip that wouldn't help calm his giddy mood. "But I can't take all the credit. I'm not gonna lie, the booming medicinal market here has thankfully increased traffic. We are booked up for the next few months."

"I've started using CBD oil, it does wonders for my aching back. Natania encouraged me to give it a try." Dale shrugged unashamed.

"Carol's even started baking the stuff into her cookies, she sells them to the seniors down at the center. Tourist too. Really any adult that comes in the bakery." Tobin added in a hushed tone.

Siddiq raised his hands in faux surrender. "Look, you don't have to convince me."

The men all laughed before Siddiq turned to Rick.

"How's Michonne been adjusting to life here? And with a kid."

"Sometimes I forget about what the calming effect of moving away from a fast-paced city can do. Michonne loves it more than me, I think. Plus, those two have their own connection and sometimes I even feel left out." he smirked thinking about those instances, happy for his son to have that maternal influence back in his life.

"And her new business with Yumiko and Andrea is off to a great start. They're doing really well since remote work is the wave of the future apparently. She was optimistic things would work out for her business, even if they had to start small. But they still had to figure things out until Michonne came into some money expectantly. Then Yumiko decided to get a loan from her parents in the UK. Apparently, they are pretty well off." Rick shrugged at their raised eyebrows before they nodded favorably.

"I offered to help them out even though I didn't understand the whole remote work craze." The men chuckled at the man in his signature bucket hat.

"But Andrea declined, she didn't want there to be any issues between us. She's really become the daughter I never had." Dale smiled warmly and got a little misty so he quickly dapped at his eyes with a handkerchief.

"I'm happy for you guys. When Rosita and I set out to have these retreat weekends we didn't imagine the results could be so unbelievable for so many people."

"And for yourselves." Earl added after a puff on his cigar. "Do you know what you are having?"

Siddiq nodded blissfully. "A girl. We will name her Coco after Rosita's late abuela."

They all smiled and tipped their glasses to him before taking a sip.

"We are just happy to be able to do this retreat before Rosita got too far along to fly."

"Don't worry, Tammy Rose and Barbara have everything under control as usual. We are just sorry that we won't be here." Rick reassured.

"Are you kidding me? You two don't have anything to be sorry about. We are overjoyed for you two. I'm glad Michonne finally came out of her shell."

Rick pivoted his head and the ponytailed man chuckled. "At the last retreat, I briefly spoke with Michonne about her closing herself off from bliss. I think she was headed to the wine tasting that night. I'm happy whatever you did worked."

Rick reddened at the memory of spending his first night with her. "Me too."

The distant sound of engines sliced into the silence and they looked over to see the headlights of a several vehicles headed down the road that would lead to the entrance gates of the property. More guests were about to arrive that needed to be welcomed. They all took their last gulp and headed to the driveway just as Michonne and a few of the other ladies stepped out onto the illuminated porch with Carl and Sophia in tow.

Michonne waved her lit up phone at Rick as he approached after slipping a piece of spearmint gum into his mouth. She smiled elatedly as he held his hand out to assist her down the steps just as the cars came down the path.

"You ready?" she asked as she ran a slightly trembling hand down the front of his shirt.

Rick blew out a deep breath then gently took her hand in his, bringing it to his mouth for a soft kiss. "Yeah, yeah." he beamed at her before an ever animated Carl joined them.

"Everyone's settled in." Andrea announced as she collapsed on the bench situated against the large window in Michonne and Rick's bedroom.

She had arrived late in the evening after taking an afternoon flight in from New York. Andrea needed to wait on Eduardo to complete his late bartending shift the night before. They'd finished packing and got some rest before departing for Gateway, Colorado. And now the friend trio was reunited, Yumiko and Magna having arrived with the large batch of guests that had come previously since their flights all landed similarly.

Michonne oiled and moisturized her scalp and hair while sitting on the freshly made bed. Yumiko was at the doorway of the walk-in closet, arranging garments. Then Andrea sat up abruptly, making Yumiko and Michonne turn to stare at her.

"Did you guys see this morning's cover of the New York Times?"

"No." they both responded as Andrea fumbled to remove her cellphone from her pocket at her sudden remembrance and searched for something on the screen.

They came to sit at her sides waiting for whatever discovery she had to show them. Finally, the page was loaded and the image of a disheveled man with a greying beard and sad dog bags showed up on the screen. He sat despondently on a thin mattress placed on a metal slab, hugging himself for comfort that didn't seem to be arriving for him anytime soon.

"Is that who I think it is?" Yumiko asked as both her and Michonne leaned in to further examine the picture above the article.

"Yep, Negan." Andrea confirmed.

Michonne took another look. "I didn't expect him to take to prison life, but this is a huge turnaround from the cocky asshole we knew."

"He's in solitary confinement because of his high profile. They didn't grant him bail so he's going to rot in there until his trial."

"And hopefully after too." Michonne sighed. "No one to coerce. No adoring crowd."

"I almost feel sorry for the bastard." Yumi stated before they all looked at one another bursting out with laughter.

Michonne exhaled. "I heard Gregory, Gavin and so many others all took plea deals. They handed over their passports and had their accounts froze so they can't run but they are more than likely doing better than Negan."

Andrea continued scrolling as she spoke. "You were right Michonne. They'd turn on him in a heartbeat." They all exhaled, relieved to be free from that mess.

"Well, enough of that nasty business. We are here to celebrate." Yumi stood and went back to her task and Andrea put her phone away.

"Dale and Eduardo seemed to hit it off."

"They have." Andrea grinned. "I'm glad we will all spend some time together over the weekend. Natania and Cyndie will join us too."

Her friends wore astounded expressions. Happy, but still astounded and Andrea blushed and waved them back to their tasks.

"That's so sweet. Who would've thought Andrea would be in a committed relationship with a bonus dad and everything?"

Andrea snorted. "Damn, sure not me." they all chuckled.

"Michonne, the improvements in the guest's rooms are amazing. Eduardo and I will enjoy that plush rug laid out in front of the restored brick fireplace this weekend. I only wish we could do it tonight but we have a big day ahead of us. Can't have that man putting me in a coma tonight."

Yumiko playfully rolled her eyes while Michonne snorted a laugh out. "Thanks for both, I guess."

"I know you are happy the returning retreat guests will get to see the subtle changes during their stay." Yumiko added.

"We are. It will be exciting to get the feedback from them versus new guests."

"Well, I'm so happy there's a bellhop now." Andrea chimed in and they rolled their eyes.

"Matter of fact, we have three. Two full time and one part, so meh." Michonne stuck her tongue out at her friend.

Their relationship had been improving with Andrea's change in attitude. She'd been taking things much more seriously since she was the partner in their business that was firmly stationed in New York. Yumiko had been travelling a bit with Magna as of recent and used those trips as opportunities to meet clients and draw in more business. She hoped they'd be able to repay her parents by next year, even though they told her it was not necessary.

Michonne wrapped a scarf on her completed hair then propped herself up against the many pillows against the headboard. She sighed peacefully as her body relaxed, an unmovable smile graced her face as she began to daydream.

"You don't seem nervous at all. You are grinning so hard with that thought bubble floating above your head." Yumiko interrupted her reveries.

"Just wondering what Rick is doing."

'He's with the guys probably getting drunk." Andrea stated until Yumiko's eyes widened. "Or he's not." she shrugged but Michonne just chuckled.

"Your parents were getting settled in when I left."

"They are definitely asleep by now. They go to bed pretty early most nights."

"You should be getting some rest too. You don't want bags under your eyes tomorrow. The makeup artist can only do so much."

Yumiko and Michonne both shot glances at Andrea this time.

"Sorry, you always look beautiful. And tomorrow will be no exception."

"Thank you." Michonne smirked.

"We should let you get some rest but we will be back in the morning to do all that you need. Tammy Rose has us all on a tight schedule." Yumiko guaranteed her.

Michonne's nerves finally got the best of her and she exhaled deeply, closing her eyes. Flashes of sparkling blue eyes, messy chestnut curls glistening in the sun, and a strut that could stop traffic played in her mind. The sensual feeling of being caressed in ways she hadn't realized her body craved, warmed her as she recalled his skin pressing against hers.

Instantly her nostrils filled with unique woody notes infused with a sweet amber trace. And she couldn't get started on the experience her palate was presented with whenever her mouth was on any part of him. The sound of a southern honeyed voice huskily whispered in her ears making every word uttered melodious.

A beaming smile overtook Michonne's face as she gradually opened her eyes. Her friends simply stood there waiting patiently for her to come to. A simple but profound statement was to follow.

"Tomorrow's my wedding day."

A/N~~~****

I'm so sorry this took so long to get out but life was just getting in the way. My creativity was paused and ya'll know I struggle with the lovey-dovey romance lol so it took me a minute to get it back. I hope that's what I did lol But yep, a two-part epilogue. Don't fear the second part is complete and off to the editor. As soon as I get you will.

As usual, I love and appreciate all of you and your support since I first began writing. And I vow to keep Richonne Alive, muah!