Richonne (Short Love Stories)
The Sweetest Little Thang (Chapter 3)
Sequel to The Sweetest Thang. Honorable mention to amrcncpprhd1 for her assistance with this story and to literaturechick for suggesting that we all get to meet baby Richonne. Thank you.
The sky is so blue and almost cloudless as Michonne reclines on a blanket, enjoying the nice breeze. Springtime has arrived and everything is in bloom. The air is full of different fragrances and people are milling about, reveling in the comfortable temperature (not too hot, not too cool). She looks around the park, searching for one person in particular. He comes into view with a high pitched laugh, kicking a ball around. She watches closely to see who he is playing with, but the other child doesn't come into view.
Minutes later, her little man comes running up to her and lands against her, throwing his arms around her neck. "Are you enjoying yourself, Peanut? Today is so pretty, isn't it? Aren't you glad Mom decided to come to the park?"
Andre smiles at her, nodding his head. "Yes, we're having fun."
She hugs him to her. "Yes, we are having fun. You hungry?" She unpacks some snacks and juice for him, continuing to engage him playfully. Once he is done with his snacks, they play a memory game with cards. Not long after that, Andre falls asleep with his head in her lap and Michonne takes in a little reading.
Half an hour later, her son begins to stir. She smiles down at him and decides it's time for their playdate to end. She rubs his arm, lovingly, trying to rouse him from his nap. Looking at him closely, she realizes that her son's skin is several shades lighter than before, his hair is curlier and sandy brown. He turns his head toward her and opens his eyes.
Michonne gasps loudly as she stares at him. His eyes are no longer brown, but a startling baby blue. She feels someone shake her. She looks around cautiously, then looks down to see that Andre is no longer in her lap. She opens her mouth to scream, but nothing happens. Realizing that she is all alone, she moves to stand and in the distance, she can see a herd of walkers moving her way.
"Hey, Michonne? Wake up, baby." Rick's voice pulls her out of what has now become a nightmare.
Her eyes pop open to look directly into his concerned blue ones. "You ok?" He asks.
Nodding, Michonne sighs, then says, "No. I was dreaming about Andre. At least, I think it was Andre. We were at the park and it was such a beautiful day, but then he….he changed. It was Andre, but it wasn't Andre. I've gotta stop eating in the middle of the night."
Rick reaches over to rub her protruding belly. "Good luck with that." He pulls her into his arms, holding her gently. "You gonna be ok?"
"Yeah, I guess I'm just missing him. Maybe being pregnant is making me think about him more so now than ever," she tells him.
"I would've loved to have met him," Rick returns.
Michonne nods. "He was such a good boy." She tries to fight it, but the tears come anyway. Rick holds her, supporting her as she grieves.
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Several days have passed and the Grimes family is hosting a small barbeque with their immediate family. The weather is finally taking a turn for the better and they want to take advantage of the nice, slightly breezy day. Bob is manning the grill while Daryl and Tyreese tell him how to do it, the latter two nursing a couple of beers.
Daryl looks up, scoffs loudly, and says "Check this out."
Tyreese and Bob look out into the yard and laugh.
Daryl walks inside meeting Rick at the door as he was on his way out. "You better take a look at this."
"What's going on?" Rick inquires as he follows Daryl, a beer in his hand as well.
Daryl points to the sight in the backyard. Rick takes a look and shakes his head.
Michonne is with Judith, the two of them wearing sundresses and poised in a warrior's stance. Michonne has her katana pointed out away from her body and Judith, who has been walking for a couple of months now, is holding her stance albeit a little wobbly. Carl fashioned a small replica katana for his sister out of wood (a talent he picked up at school) that she proudly carries around at all times if she's allowed.
The guys can't quite make out the instructions Michonne is giving her, but they watch entranced as Michonne pushes forward with the katana as if she is stabbing something. Judith mimics her but doesn't stop with one thrust of her weapon. She slices the air repeatedly, her little movements almost comical.
Her dad and her uncles are definitely laughing at the spectacle. Tyreese says, "Well, if that make believe walker wasn't dead on the first go round, he is certainly dead now. Don't look like Judy's playing around." The others laugh with him.
"Man, what are you gonna do with those two?" Bob asks Rick.
"I have no idea," Rick returns. "This pregnancy hasn't slowed her down one bit. If she thought I wouldn't mind, she'd still be going on runs."
The others slowly file out of the house and immediately hone in on Judith and Michonne. The girls go out to join them, praising Judith's skills and telling Michonne to take it easy. Of course, the latter doesn't listen. Soon, all of them are polishing up on their hand to hand combat skills, Judith the center of everyone's attention.
Much later, everyone is seated in a circle in the backyard, eating and drinking and enjoying themselves as they always do. Glenn and Maggie seem more jovial tonight and decide to tell everyone why. He uses his fork, tapping against his beer bottle to get everyone's attention. "Hey, guys. Pipe down. Maggie and I have something we need to say."
They look at each other, grasping each other's hands, and announce, "We're pregnant!"
Cheers are heard all around, even a few tears are shed. The family is growing and everyone is really happy.
Michonne makes her way over to Maggie to give her a tight embrace. "I'm so happy for you. I know how much you've wanted this."
Maggie cradles Michonne's stomach with her hands and nods. "I've been crying ever since we found out. You gotta help me out, too. I'm so glad we'll be pregnant together for a little while."
Michonne agrees as the two of them rejoin the family and they all continue to celebrate the good news.
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"Please. It's been at least a week now. It'll be ok. I promise. Remember we talked to Dr. S and he said sex during pregnancy was fine," Michonne tells Rick.
"That was when you were in the first stages of pregnancy. You're 8 ½ months pregnant, so no go. No," Rick returns.
She reaches over to caress his bare chest. "But I want you. Once the baby gets here, we'll have to wait 6 long weeks before we can do anything. We need to get it all in now."
"It's really late. You need your rest, so come on, let's go to sleep." He pulls her toward him, her back against his front as he places an arm around her and prepares for slumber. His eyes pop open as he feels Michonne wiggling her hips, pressing her rear against him. His body reacts almost immediately. He tries to push away from her, but she felt him.
"Aha!" She turns to face him. "You want some, too?'
Rick's cheeks are red as he covers himself with his hands and says, "I don't know what you're talking about."
Michonne sits up on her knees and removes her nightgown, revealing her completely nude body underneath.
Damn. She is so beautiful. Why is she doing this to me? Rick thinks to himself. "Ok, I admit it. I want you, but I really don't think it's a good idea and…" He watches as Michonne grabs his boxers and pulls them down his legs. "…..you're not listening to me. Ok, I guess we're doing this then."
She smiles as she straddles him, leaning forward to kiss him, passionately. She aligns his member with her body and guides him in as she sits down on him slowly. They both exhale loudly as their bodies connect. "Oh, that feels so good."
Rick rolls his head against the pillow, agreeing with her. He grabs her hips and gasps as she starts to move with him. How can this be even better than before she got pregnant? Shit.
Michonne places her hands on his chest as she moves sensuously and slowly, enjoying their lovemaking even more now than before. Much later, they're both close to release, both panting, both moving at a quicker pace, seeking that glorious fulfillment.
Rick comes first, almost lifting his body off the bed it hits him so powerfully. He continues to move, ensuring that Michonne reaches her peak as well. Seconds later, she cries out his name as she feels wave after wave wash over her with her orgasm. He turns his body, slowly moving her so she can lie down beside him, separating their bodies in the process.
She smiles at him and says, "That was so good. I really needed that. Hmmmm…..Oh!" She feels a sharp pain in her abdomen. "Now, that didn't feel very good."
"What? What is it?" Rick asks with concern.
She attempts to sit up, but can't because the pain is too intense. "Ohhh, that really hurts."
Rick jumps up. "What hurts? What's going on?!"
"It's ok. It's ok. Ok, that's better. It's subsiding now. It's subsiding," she assures him, breathing heavily.
Rick slowly makes his way back into bed, his hands going to her stomach. "Are you sure you're ok?"
"Yea, I….ohhhhhhhhhhh! It's back. The pain's back. Oh my god, are these contractions?!" She yells.
"I don't know! Are you in labor?" Rick panics.
Michonne eyes him as she says, "I can't be. I'm not ready."
Rick fumbles as he grabs her nightgown, pulling it over her head and pushing her arms through. He doesn't notice that it's on backward as he pulls on his boxers and races to the closest to get dressed. He throws on whatever and grabs the already packed overnight bag. He moves to the door, but Michonne stops him.
"Don't leave me," she begs.
"I'm not leaving. I'm going to wake up Carl, so he'll know we had to go to…" He stops as she interrupts him.
"No, don't wake him up. He needs…..Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!" Michonne grabs her stomach and tries to rock herself through the pain.
Carl appears in the hallway, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "What's with all the yelling?"
"IthinkMichonne'sinlabor. Goingtotheinfirmary. TakecareofJudy," Rick's words are jumbled, but Carl understands every word as his eyes grow big and he rushes into the room, to Michonne's side.
She grabs his hand as her eyes begin to water. "I'm ok. It's gonna be ok. It just hurts a little right now." Her breathing is rapid as she fights through the pain, unable to relax.
Carl helps her up from the bed, leading her over to his dad. He grabs a robe from the closet placing it over her shoulders. Rick helps put her arms into the robe and ties it as best as he is able with shaking hands.
"I'll get dressed and get the others and come over with Judy," Carl tells them as he sees them down the stairs and out the front door.
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Hours later, Michonne is still in labor. One of Dr. S's assistants suggested that she walk around. Walking supposedly helps lessen the labor pains, so Rick and Michonne are walking up and down the hall, doing anything to alleviate the pain of her contractions.
"Baby, you're awfully quiet. Please…yell if you need to, squeeze my hand, whatever you need," Rick tells her anxiously.
"Yelling isn't helping me at all. I forgot how much this shit hurts," she tells him as tears stream down her face.
Just then, the family arrives to show their support. The girls surround Michonne giving her as much love and support as they can. The guys do the same with Rick, but soon Mom and Dad are back together again, awaiting the much anticipated birth of their child.
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Dr. Stevens examines Michonne again and announces, "I think we can start pushing now."
Michonne pulls from memory the birthing process and tries her best to bring their child into the world safely. Rick is by her side, holding her hand, coaching her to the best of his ability. Sweat is popping up on his forehead and his vision begins to swim.
Dr. S looks over at him with concern. "Let's get Rick a chair please. Hurry."
Michonne turns her head to glance at him and can't help smiling. Rick is terrified. She squeezes his hand and mouths, "I love you." He nods as he takes a seat and swipes the sweat from his brow.
Thirty minutes later, the whimsical sound of a healthy baby's cry fills the room. Rick and Michonne are both in tears as Dr. S proclaims, "It's a boy! Congratulations!"
A few minutes later, the assistant places the swaddled bundle in Michonne's arms as Rick looks on in amazement. They both move the blanket away from his face to get a good look at him. He's so tiny, but he has a full head of curly hair and he's already sucking on one of his balled up fists.
"Hey, little guy. You hungry already?" Rick says and as if he heard him, the baby opens his eyes and looks directly at his dad.
Michonne and Rick both gasp as his eyes are almost as blue as his dad's. Her dream about Andre comes to mind immediately. She looks up towards the heavens and smiles as the tears continue to stream down her face.
Moments later, the room is full of people as the family has come in to welcome their newest addition.
"So, what's his name?" Sasha asks.
"Raile Andreis Carlton Grimes," Michonne announces.
They all look at each other and Rick's exclamation is exactly what everyone else is thinking. "What?"
A/N: There you have it, my fellow Richonners. Rick and Michonne have a son. Raile is pronounced rah-lee and amrcncpphd1 helped me to come up with that. This was so much fun to write. I hope everyone enjoys reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Take care.