A/N: Inspired by what mscurious88 on Tumblr said about wanting Rick to gift Michonne with something. As usual, I got Richonne feels and got carried away. Enjoy!

Rick and his group had settled into a seemingly quiet life at the ASZ; they had become acclimated to living there in the months that had passed. His family was safe and he was stable, in more ways than one. He, Maggie and Tara were clearing one of the other houses to make ready for any new recruits to their community that Daryl and Aaron might bring back as they were scheduled to return soon.

The women were downstairs sorting through the kitchen and living space removing anything that was particular to the people who had lived there before. They did not throw keepsakes like photographs away, but rather, boxed them and set them aside. Things like clothing and accessories were usually shared amongst survivors.

The women were almost bursting at the seams to get upstairs with Rick to check out the closets and jewelry boxes; it was the closest thing to shopping for new outfits that they had and enjoyed organizing get-togethers with the other ladies. These get-togethers mainly consisted of them opening a few bottles of wine, choosing and trading garments and, once the wine was flowing, modelling the outfits for fun.

Maggie boxed the last of the photographs just before Sasha finished what she was doing and made a mad dash for the staircase.

"Maggie! You'd better not hog everything!" Sasha called after her and quickly followed.

Rick heard them coming and smiled to himself; it was like this every time they volunteered to help with clearing houses and they volunteered more than the others.

"You ladies lucked out again," said Rick as they breathlessly stood in the doorway of what was the master bedroom.

"Women's clothing?" Maggie asked wide-eyed.

Rick nodded and watched them both rush for the closet.

"Did you wanna have a look at some things for Michonne?" Sasha asked as she turned to Rick who was sitting on the bed examining a small trinket box.

"Nah, go ahead. She likes those little get-togethers y'all do. I think she likes the wine more that the clothes though," He said with a smile.

"Come on, Rick. It'd be romantic if you gave her something, sort o' like a gift," Maggie added.

"I ain't the romantic type," Rick offered.

"Please, that's not what we heard!" Sasha joked and both women laughed.

"What?" He asked dubiously.

"We heard about the lingerie you gave her!" Maggie said with a smirk.

"Nah, Maggie, that was more of a gift for Rick than it was for Michonne!" Sasha said laughingly.

Rick's face grew warm as he went a bright shade of red.

"Ha ha. Y'all got jokes, I see. I think I'm gonna leave you two to it and call it a day. Keys are here; lock up when you're done."

Rick said as he tossed the house keys onto the bed, slipped something into his pocket and left; Maggie and Sasha's giggles could still be heard as he headed down the stairs.

xXx

Night had fallen by the time Rick had the chance to actually call it a day; he had met with a few new recruits, two young men, and was helping them get situated in the house they had cleared earlier. Rick walked in the front door of the home he shared with his children and Michonne; he found Carl sprawled out on the floor playing with Judith.

"We've eaten and Michonne left a plate for you," Carl said as his father sat down on the sofa.

"Where is she?" Rick asked as he rubbed his tired eyes.

"Maggie and Glenn's place; they're doing that girl-thing with the clothes and wine," Carl said as he tickled Judith's tummy eliciting an amused giggle.

"Oh yeah, I forgot about that," Rick said.

He then remembered that he still had the gift for Michonne that he had secretly procured while Maggie and Sasha were teasing him.

"Son, I'm just gonna pop over to see Michonne about somethin' real quick. Won't be long."

Carl just nodded and went back to making his baby sister laugh.

xXx

Rick knocked a couple of times at the Rhee residence; he could hear the sounds of jovial laughter wafting out of the opened window. Maggie opened the door after a moment and smiled amicably when she saw who it was.

"You after Michonne?" She asked, already figuring that was who Rick was there to see.

"Yeah, would you mind sendin' her out?" Said Rick.

"Of course not," Maggie replied. "Hold on a sec."

Michonne stepped out on to the front porch to find Rick looking up at the full moon overhead; he had both hands in his pockets and she smiled at the sight of him.

"Hey you," Michonne said quietly as she closed the door behind herself.

"Hi," Rick replied while gesturing for her to stand near him.

She sidled up beside him and looked up to the sky.

"Everything okay? The kids okay?" She asked, amazed that in all the time that had passed and how she and Rick grew closer, being near him still caused her stomach to flutter.

"Yeah, everything's good," Rick said as he draped his arm over her shoulder and drew her near. "I actually have somethin' for you."

Michonne turned her head in surprise.

"Really? Like a gift?" She asked with a small grin.

Rick nodded and then shifted to he was standing behind her.

"Lift your hair," he instructed while bringing a small silver chain around her slender neck and clasping it at the back.

He then placed a gentle kiss at her nape while he wrapped his arms around her waist. Michonne put her hand over the necklace and felt a small pendant; it was smaller than the M she already wore. She looked down but could not quite make it out in the light of the moon. She turned to face Rick with a smile; he did not let her go and his hands came to rest at her hips.

"Thank you. It's lovely, Rick; but I can't see the pendant properly…"

"It's a letter A," he said while holding her gaze. "For André."

Michonne felt her eyes well with tears before embracing Rick and kissing him gratefully and lovingly.