A/N: Originally posted on Tumblr; what I imagine happens after their run-in with the Saviors
Love Song
Sometimes when she was all alone and the screaming had died down, Michonne could have sworn the soft melody of a beautiful song filled her ears. It was a remnant from her childhood, she mused; a sweet tune to lull her into sleep. She had oft times sung that song for her lovely boy, her André; even after he was gone, she would hum it while she rocked herself into a tortured, restless slumber. She had stolen away from the others and shed her tears in solitude, opting to soothe herself in a tried and tested manner. Now, as she let the tender lyrics play over in her weary mind, she felt a pang in her chest, brought on by the recent tragedy her new family had suffered. The song, which was once something she remembered with fondness, which gave her much comfort, was presently a reminder of those she had lost. Michonne did not know what felt worse: the sharp, almost searing pain that pierced her very being or the near empty, hollow numbness that eventually followed; either way, she felt so terribly alone.
She knew he was standing there, in the doorway of the unfamiliar bedroom at Hilltop; she sensed him before she even raised her head and let her sad eyes fall upon him. A deep, mournful sigh escaped from her body; weighed down by melancholy and a simmering rage. She tried so hard not to let her anger consume her, after all, it made people stupid and got them killed; she could not stomach losing anyone else that night. Rick looked as lost as she felt; an almost crazed, detached gleam flickered in his eyes. His saddened gaze made her heart feel as if it had split in two. He stepped forward and sank down on the bed beside her and said nothing as his body leaned against hers; he smelled of blood and soil and a hint of defeat. Slowly, his head fell into her lap as he curled up next to her. She wrapped him tight in her embrace and stroked his unruly hair as she felt him begin to shudder. Michonne knew he was shedding his own tears and all she could do was hold him. After what seemed like an eternity, she placed her hand over his heart and began to hum that tune from her childhood with the hope that her beloved could find some comfort in it himself, even if she no longer did.