Sweet Dreams Are Made Of This

Chapter 84

Author's Note: I will be out of town this weekend, so I wanted to get one chapter posted before I run away. REVIEW! Please? It's a detour from the originally scripted program. Please make my holiday and review!

Jewel POV:

Jewel walked down the steps with Rick the next day, relying on him to help her down. "Glenn!" she called as he looked up from the table.

"Jewel!" Glenn greeted as she got to the bottom of the steps.

"I am so sorry….God, Merle did this?" Jewel asked as she hugged him.

"Yeah, but it's not your fault. You look as bad as I feel," Glenn said.

"How's Maggie?" Rick asked.

"She's in our cell….just wants some time," Glenn answered, his face being concerned.

"Give her a bit of time, I'll talk to her. I'm sorry about what Merle did…." Jewel told him.

"It's not your fault. I'm sorry about Daryl not coming back," he told her.

"Daryl's got his own set of rules, he'll figure this out," Jewel told the other man. "Rick I'm going to go check on our wounded guest."

Rick kissed her. "I'll be right there."

Jewel nodded and walked to the cell where Michonne was. "How is she Hershel?"

"Sleeping. She needs to rest, get some food in her. How are you?" Hershel asked.

"Alright….really. I want to talk to her. Give me a minute?" Jewel asked. "Rick is talkin' with Glenn. I'm going to go talk with Maggie….after this," she told him.

Hershel squeezed her shoulder. "Everyone is glad you are back."

"We haven't heard the last about the Governor, from him. Sometime he'll be comin' here, and we got to prepare ourselves Hershel. He's a sick, twisted mind, and he's not going to let what we did go unanswered," Jewel told him. "The thought of him getting' his hands on Beth, Summer, Mar, Carol, and Maggie again…it makes my blood boil," she told him.

Hershel squeezed her shoulder. "We'll get through this, we always do," he said as he left.

Jewel looked at the woman. "You can stop pretendin' to be asleep now, I have a teenager, know that trick. You don't have to say anything, just listen. But give me the respect to look at me while I'm talkin' to you."

Michonne opened up her eyes and looked at her. "Happy now?"

"I know what you did…bringin' the baby formula here, telling' my family that we were takin'. That took guts, that took a piece of humanity. Humanity in this world it's hard to come by, and when you meet the few that have it, we have to stick together. That little part is going to keep us fighting, not just the dead…but the livin'," Jewel told her.

"Your son of a bitch brother shot me," Michonne told her.

Jewel smirked. "And I married the man who handcuffed him to a roof, a little forgiveness goes a long way in this world. Merle is an ass, always has been. What happened in that room? With the Governor?"

"Why do you care?" Michonne asked.

"I saw his face, I saw the look of the devil starin' at me. He's not going to forgive and sure the hell 'aint going to forgive. He's going to come after us, and you are here, Jes is here. I don't think the man is much for betrayal. So I need to know everythin', including what you did, what you saw," Jewel told her.

"I aint part of this," Michonne told her.

Jewel arched an eyebrow. "You're here, you're part of this. Let me get something straight Michonne, my children are here. Summer, Carl, and Judy and a little boy named Mitch who just turned eight. We all adopted him. Beth she's barley seventeen. You are here, you did what you did when you were with Rick and the others. I'll do anything to protect them, anything to protect any of them. Even against my own brother. So start talkin' Michonne because if you don't, I won't hesitate to put you out those damn gates, and you won't have that sword with you. I'm a mother Michonne, a mother who will take her last breath protecting her children. You brought us that formula, you are a good person. Don't look at me like Merle's sister, we've had our problems since I learned to talk. Think of me of a mother. A mother of a teenage girl who sings like an angel. A mother of a pre teen boy who lost his own mother to child birth, who is struggling to be a kid who likes comic books and being a man. A mother of a new born whose father and mother are both dead, and growin' up in a world where she may not survive. An adoptive mother to a little boy who witnessed his oldest brother be taken down by walkers, and then his other brother went missing and we all told him it would be safe, but he was in a barn and was a walker. He witnessed Rick having to shoot him while Summer held him crying. That's who I am trying to protect Michonne. So, please if you don't do it for anyone else, do it for them," Jewel begged.

Michonne looked at her. "I wanted my sword back," she simply stated.

"You got it back, now the Governor he's missing an eye. So there's more to the story," Jewel told her as she stood.

"I went into his room, he had fish tanks full of heads, and what I thought was a kid in a closet with a burlap bag over her head….she was a walker. His daughter, or what was left of her. He begged me not to kill her that she was innocent, that this was between us. I put her out of her misery," Michonne answered.

Jewel looked at her. "Fish tanks….he wanted my head brought back…." she said above a whisper.

"Probably wanted mine too," Michonne answered. "So now you know."

"Now I know," Jewel agreed with the other woman.

"So now what?" Michonne asked.

Jewel looked at her. "We both get better, we both get our strength back and then we get ready to take the bastard down."

"Your husband doesn't want me here," the other woman told her.

"He doesn't trust you," Jewel said. "I don't trust you, and you don't trust us. But against this, we're going to have to trust each other, rely on each other. You can't do it alone. It doesn't work like that, not anymore. When this is all over, if you want to leave, I'll open the gates for you."

"Heard that before, from the Governor," Michonne told her.

"If you are even suggesting that we are anything like the Governor, then you can walk out that door right now," Rick said as he joined the two women. "My wife has a point, no one does it alone. We've got the same enemy, we'll work better as a team."

"Think you're forgetting the big elephant in the room. Your brother shot me," Michonne repeated. "Whose side are you really going to be on when shit hit's the fan?"

"The Governor had Daryl and Merle pitted against each other in a ring with walkers. He was going to have them fight to the death, I think Merle isn't on the Governor's side anymore," Rick told her.

"My loyalty lies with family, not the blood family. But the family that is here, and right now, you are part of that," Jewel told the other woman. "Weather you want to accept it or not."

(Sorry this is so short but heading out of town and wanted to post. This seems like a good place to end.)