MOUNT FALLS-

Negan had seen Michonne come back from someplace, while he was still talking to some of the men in town, but he had put it to the back of his mind. Until now.

It was evening and with the exception of some activity in the down town area, the town itself was relatively quiet. Negan had assumed that Michonne had went out to make plans for his brother's funeral. He personally didn't think a funeral was necessary, but that would be a bastardly way to be—especially when they were talking about his brother. So he pretended to be sad for Judith and RJ's sake and let Michonne give his priest brother, the proper goodbye she felt he deserved.

But as the sounds of Judith and RJ playing an old video game with Eugene, who had returned from his 'errand', wafted into his senses, Negan realized that Michonne was being uncharacteristically quiet. And he now wondered if something more happened during her kidnapping, than she was sharing…

He found her in the kitchen, trying to make room in the fridge for some of the food neighbors had brought over, in condolence over Father John. Negan eyed the food, then Michonne, who noticed him and shoved a glass container of some sort of potato dish, in the fridge before closing the door and facing him.

"I was thinking of letting the kids decide what they wanted to eat tonight." Michonne said casually.

Negan shrugged.

"I'm fine with whatever they want." he said and sat down at the table, peering at her. "So…how did the funeral planning go?"

"Funeral planning?"

"That's where you were earlier, right?"

Michonne took a deep breath and leaned against the fridge.

"I went to see Shane."

Negan blinked.

"You went to see him, why?"

"Negan, we talked about his. He needs to help us bring food and supplies from his world, back here."

"Yeah and I was going to talk to him about it tomorrow—alone! I don't want you near the crazy fuck!"

"Yeah…I think that maybe he's not the right person to ask. But I was thinking we could get Rick to help us."

Negan leaned back in his chair and stared up at her, knowingly.

"Now why would that be? Your suggestion about what Shane could do for us, was the only reason I chose to keep him alive. Now suddenly you want Rick to go back through the portal and bring shit?"

"Negan, we have no way to make sure that Shane even returns with anything."

"You said you wanted to offer him a chance to get to know Judith? I take it you made that offer and he refused it?" Negan asked tightly. There was something more Michonne wasn't saying and he strongly suspected what it was. But he was going to wait for Michonne to say it.

Michonne slowly sat down in a chair.

"He wants more than we can give. Let's just leave it at that. But Rick would do it for Alexandria and a chance to get to know Judith and RJ. We could trust him to come back and we wouldn't need to go there and watch him."

Negan drummed his fingers on the table for a moment before answering.

"Chonnie, we've met some real fucks from that other universe. And Evil Rick was a fuck. He could go back and forth without blinking an eye. I don't think the Rick Grimes we know is made of such strong shit. There's a reason he doesn't want to go back there, even if it means his people will starve. I get what you're saying and I think it's a good idea. I think it may be the only idea, other than scavenging further away from here. But, Shane is the one that's going to do this. And I'm going to go to him tomorrow and hear why he wants to do this for us. If I don't like his answer, I'm going to use Lucille on him, and THEN we can go to Rick. Are we clear?"

Michonne stood up again.

"There isn't going to be anyway to make Shane do this unless I agree to give him a chance."

"A chance?"

"Yes," Michonne said firmly, "and that's not happening. I don't think he's going to tell you anything different than what he told me. Let's just let him go. We can put him back in his own universe and be done with him."

"Because we would really be 'done with him', if we did that, versus just killing him and never seeing him again?" Negan countered. He stood up as well.

"We can't kill him. And the idea of Judith knowing that we did something like that to her father…"

Negan began grinning!

"Chonnie, Judith doesn't even know him! She might wonder when she gets older but she will not give a fuck, I'm sure!"

"Let's just do things my way? For once?"

"When have I never done things your way? Fine, Chonnie. If it will make you feel better, we'll return Shane to his world if he doesn't want to cooperate." Negan said in a syrupy tone. One that sounded faker than hell to Michonne!

"Really?" she asked suspiciously. But Negan's tone suddenly changed again.

"So," Negan said slowly, "let me guess: Shane wants Judith and you, right? That's why you're so eager for him not to die?"

"I think he's jealous of Rick. He probably always has been. Let's just let him go. Rick, I'm sure, will help us."

Negan just stared at her and Michonne knew he didn't like any of this! She moved to close the distance between him and he pulled her into his arms.

"We're having a baby. I don't want you running around making deals or being kidnapped…you do understand why my way is easier?"

"Negan…" Michonne began but he shushed her with a kiss on the mouth, before speaking again.

"Judith doesn't know about Shane, because Rick wouldn't want her to know. She will never know who he was. I will take care of Shane. You take care of yourself. Take care of our children. I don't want you even thinking about any of this. I will find a way to bring in the supplies that we need. But from now on, I handle shit around here. Okay?"

Reluctantly, Michonne relaxed in his embrace. Letting Negan handle things always came at a price. And that price usually included hard feelings, bitterness and attempted murders and kidnappings on their persons. She could not tell Negan that Shane had come here to get to know a version of her that he had hoped, was better than the Michonne he had been married to, in the other universe. She couldn't tell Negan that she didn't think Shane should be killed for seeking out someone had had loved once, even if she herself could not return his feelings.

"As long as handling things means you don't kill Shane." Michonne said. Negan nodded and kissed her again. He was lying, of course. He had found that it was best just to do things and not let Chonnie know that they had been done. And even if she did find out, there was nothing to be done to change anything and life moved on.

Negan let go of her, squeezing her pregnant waist.

"I'm going to tell the kids they can play one more game, and then it's off to bed." he said, giving her another quick kiss, before leaving the kitchen. But instead of going to the room that emitted squeals of excitement from Judith and RJ, and shouts of something being 'unfair' from Eugene, he pulled Lucille from behind an umbrella holder and quietly left the house. He only began whistling once he was on his way to the infirmary.

ALEXANDRIA-

Rick ran water over his face, then dried off with a towel. He had come to a decision, one that he could not voice aloud to anyone. And that was because the consequences of what he was going to do, were going to be tremendously unfair to several people. Actually many people here.

Deb walked into the kitchen and stood there with her arms folded.

"Well? What's our next move? And don't tell me we don't have one because Maggie is raring to go."

Rick tossed the towel by the sink and focused on her.

"I know. We attack."

Deb's eyes widened a bit. She didn't expect him to sound so sure or to even have a plan of attack. What she had honestly expected, was for Rick Grimes to ask how Maggie was, after finding a version of her late husband, dead outside of the gates, along with some bulky red headed guy. Rosita had been close to him because she had a shit fit when she saw him.

"Meaning Alpha's way?" Deb asked, not relishing putting on dead walker skins.

"Yeah. Alpha's way. I'm going to bring in re-enforcements because we are not going to lose this battle."

"Re-enforcements? Meaning people from the other communities? Jesus didn't seem like he thought this was his fight…"

"No, Deb." Rick sighed. "I'm going to go back through the portal and get military help. Negan won't stand a chance."

Deb backed back a bit.

"Rick, you said everyone from that place was shit! And from what I've seen they are! If you get people from there, they'll defeat Negan and Michonne and then leave us in peace?"

"They'll leave us with supplies. The people that live there do not want their world to turn like ours did. They will get in and out." Rick told her. Deb nodded.

"That could work. But if you're going to get an army, then why do we need to wear the skins? That will just get us killed. We'll be shot at."

"Not if we mingle with real walkers." Rick said matter-of-factly.

Deb didn't like the sound of any of this! And there was something off about Rick's strategy.

"Rick, if you're going to go and get us an honest to goodness army, and bring supplies, I don't see why we have to pretend to be walkers. Negan isn't stupid. He's heard about what Alpha and her people were doing and when his people start shooting at us, we won't stand a chance."

"We're going to be providing cover for the military, so they can overwhelm them."

"They can overwhelm them anyway! I think we should have a meeting." Deb said, her eyes roving over him. Rick realized that he could not get around Deb and decided to come clean.

"Okay, look, I want to get Michonne, Judith and RJ out of here. I plan on taking them back to the other world and closing the portal behind me, somehow, someway. The walkers and the army, will be enough of a distraction so I can get them out of here."

Deb just stared at him. Stared until Rick could not take it any longer!

"Look, I know what I'm doing…"

"Is a shit thing to do? You're just going to leave us here? You want to take Michonne and the kids to a world that is clean and without monsters? It never occurred to you that there's plenty of people that would like to do that? You may stop Negan with this army idea but what about Shane? He knows exactly where this portal is and…"

"I'm going to ask for his help in getting Michonne and the kids out of Mount Falls. He's coming back with me. I will not leave you all without food or supplies…"

"Until we run out of food and supplies! You don't plan on coming back so how are we supposed to replenish things?"

"You go back to scavenging, Deb!" Rick snapped. "I will bring you gas and cars…but as long as there are versions of yourselves there, you can't come with me! None of you can!"

"There's no version of Maggie or Herschel."

"And there is no Glenn. Not anymore. Maggie will not want to come. She will want to see Negan's destruction through to the end." Rick said. Deb turned and walked out of his house. Rick knew he had made a mistake in telling her. He walked over to a window and saw her talking to Rosita. Damn! Why hadn't he kept his damned mouth shut?

Because he wanted this to work so badly, he could taste it. Michonne had to be forced to be without Negan, much like she was forced to be without him for six years. And yes, he knew there was a Negan in their world on the other side of the portal. But Rick had never met him and from what he had heard, he was married, ran a media empire and was someone they themselves would never see or be near.

No. This was the only way.

He heard someone clear their throat, and realized that Alpha had come in a back door. She sat down on a couch and stared at him.

"You heard?" Rick asked, still looking out of the window.

"I did."

"And?"

"I think that I can run Alexandria just fine in your absence."

Rick turned to look at her.

"You have no problems with this?"

Alpha did not answer that.

"I want your army to make sure that Negan is brought to me—alive. I see him as—-useful."

"Maggie won't like that."

"Maggie won't have any choice." Alpha said softly. "You'll need my help to pull this off."

Rick nodded.

"I will."

"And I will need for you to never return."

Rick folded his arms.

"You'll need sup…"

"We'll need nothing. After all, I'll be running Alexandria and Mount Falls. Once the people understand our ways of scavenging among the dead, we'll all be just fine." Alpha almost cooed before standing up and walking out of the house, via the back door. Rick stared after her, wondering briefly if he was being selfish leaving people in the hands of a woman such as this?

But all he could think about was Michonne, Judith and RJ. Each day he was not with them, was a day they were slipping further and further away from him. He thought about Shane. Shane, he would deal with when they returned through the portal. For now, the immediate threat was Negan.

PORTAL WORLD-ELM LAKE

Negan Peltier leaned against a pillar at the Peltier Ranch and watched his 19 year old step-daughter, Sophia, swim laps in the pool. The morning was annoyingly hot and according to the weather people at his station, WKBS, it would be ungodly hot all week.

He himself was wearing a robe with shorts underneath. He sipped a glass of tomato juice with a shot of vodka in it, as he watched Sophia swim another lap. He thought about his time with her the other night in her room, after Carol, her mother, slept off the liquor she had begun drinking, again, whenever she heard news she didn't like. Negan didn't know if she knew about Sophia and him, nor did he really give a damn.

Now, Sophia's father, Merle, might be a problem. And her uncle Darryl. But Sophia was worldly, for her years. She knew how to keep her damned mouth shut. So he was expecting no problems on that subject.

Negan turned from eyeing his step-daughter, to face his assistant at the station, Gareth West, who had been escorted out by their butler, a man named Herschel Greene. He was the father of mayor's wife but she seemed ashamed of him or something, and never came around. Which was too bad, because Negan would love to interview Beth Rhee on several subjects. Gareth thanked Herschel, before he took off his suit jacket.

"Jesus, it's hot! Christ!" Gareth swore, draping his jacket over a lounge chair.

Negan really didn't want to hear his complaining. And he didn't acknowledge the weather.

"You have something for me?" he asked instead, sitting down at a table.

"Yes," Gareth said, watching to make sure that Herschel was indeed gone, "Mayor Rhee and Deputy Ford went through that portal to bring back Sheriff Walsh."

"And yet no one knows where the fuck this portal is, right?" Negan asked.

"No. Glenn Rhee and his inner circle have been quite slick about the whole thing."

"Rhee's inner circle is dwindling. No one has shit to say about the fact that Dexter and Rita Morgan haven't been seen in months. And remember that lawyer that used to pant over Rita Morgan?"

"Miguel Prado." Gareth said. "His replacement became a D.A.."

"And where the fuck is Brian Heriot? Remember how him and Grimes fought over that blonde?"

Gareth leaned forward.

"Didn't your wife's ex get her pregnant one time?"

"She's the reason Carol divorced Dixon. Rumor has it that…I think her name is Andrea, gave birth to a girl and then let her sister raise it." Negan confided. "But I never could get anyone to talk. Anyway, we need to put something on the air, now that Morgan Jones and Michonne Walsh are dead. Everyone knows the Sheriff killed them both and he needs to be brought to justice." Negan said.

"Public opinion is against that, from what I can see, considering what's been said about Michonne." Gareth replied, looking around for the bar. He could use something to drink. He spotted it and got up to help himself to something. Negan eyed Gareth's back. He had known him for years. That meant he knew his moods and he knew when he was chomping at the bit to tell him something. Negan glanced over at Sophia, who had finished her swim and was now wiping herself off with a towel.

"What is it? What aren't you telling me?" Negan asked. Gareth turned back around, drink in hand.

"Oh? That I want a raise and a promotion? Like to Assistant Station Manager? Or maybe even Station Manager?"

Sophia, who was wringing out her hair, came over to them and plopped herself in Negan's lap! She gave him a kiss on the mouth, before smiling at Gareth, getting up and continuing on into he house. Gareth cleared his throat.

"I would say that that little display alone is the reason I'm asking for the come up, but no, what I know is much worse than that."

Negan got up out of his chair and shrugged off his robe. He then padded over to the breakfast table and poured himself a glass of water. He looked at Gareth.

"You're the one coming at me with blackmail and now you're expecting me to guess what it is?"

Gareth set his drink down on the bar and spoke.

"I never could get why you didn't want me to do any stories on Michonne. I mean she followed both Rick's through that portal, murdered people and screwed half the town. It was only after she was killed, that you okayed anything at all about her. So I did some digging. I think you know what I found. I just have one question? Did Carol begin drinking when she had to help you pay Michonne the hush money? Or was she always a lush?" Gareth asked.

Negan said nothing to any of that as he gauged in his mind, how bad the fall out from any of this would be, if it were well known? He had actually known Michonne in high school. They had both attended a posh, private academy called Porter Mills, named after some fucker named Porter Mills, who had been ungodly rich and wanted rich kids to attend a school named after him. Or at least that's what Negan told himself.

His own parents had died in a plane crash that oddly, Michonne's parents, who had been rich Africans that came to the U.S., had been in as well. Negan and Michonne were drawn to one another through grief, loss and being left fortunes that were beyond their years, due to their being only children.

Then, Michonne got pregnant. Then Negan lost his fortune. Bad investments and other fuckery had been the culprit. And if he had not been broke, Negan would not have taken an interest in their child, Andre, or anything else related to fatherhood. He liked fucking Michonne but that was about it. That and she had money. But she was so insistent on his being a good father and being there for her and blah, blah…he just wasn't ready for any of it.

Then the accident occurred. The one that he had been responsible for. He had been drunk and somehow almost drove them off a cliff. Well, they were hanging perilously off a cliff and the passenger side was hanging down further than the driver's side. Negan managed to climb out and run for the damned hills.

Michonne and Andre were rescued by a passerby…a young police cadet named Shane Walsh.

Andre died at the hospital.

Michonne was never the same. And she made sure that Negan paid her child support anyway, even though Andre was dead! But Negan knew what the payments really were and he scraped them up through various means, until he met an older lady named Carol Peltier. She helped him deal with Michonne in exchange for his hand in marriage. She dumped her cheating husband and Negan took her last name…along with parts of her fortune that he had scurried away.

"You know, Negan, I can protect you."

Negan raised a brow.

"I can protect myself by killing you." he replied.

"You could. But you don't know who I told, do you? Just like you don't know who Michonne might have told. For example, I'd be willing to bet that Michonne, probably told her good friend Andrea about you. She's all alone and pregnant. I'm sure she will begin asking for that hush money."

"And if that happens you can do what, Gareth? Kill a pregnant woman?" Negan asked sarcastically. Gareth didn't get a chance to answer because Carol's moaning hit both of their ears. She stumbled out, her eyes squinting at the sunlight. She was wearing a silk robe with a fur boa around the collar. She dropped into a chair and looked at the breakfast that Herschel set out. She looked as if she wanted to heave! Gareth looked at Negan.

"Why don't you get back to me on my offer." he said before waving at Carol and walking down a gated path towards his car. Carol stared at him, then looked at Negan.

"Was that Gareth?" she asked in a hoarse voice.

"It was. Yes." Negan said in a tight tone. He eyed her with disgust.

"Stop looking at me like that!" she snapped.

"Like what? Like someone who was supposed to be clean and is now fallen of the wagon?"

Carol slapped a hand down on to the table!

"That pregnant bitch…Andrea, asked me for money the other day! She said Michonne had left 'blackmail' in her will to Andrea! And you know what? I'm not paying it! Not to the bitch that stole Merle from me! You do what you have to do to keep her quiet! Or don't keep her quiet Negan and we can just get a divorce! I can't remember the last time we were together anyway…"

Negan told himself during these times, that what he had to do to keep his money, was a small price to pay. He pulled down his shorts and grinned at her.

"The 'last time' is right now, darlin'." he said as he approached her, his erection looking more enthusiastic than he felt inwardly. Meanwhile, Gareth got a call in his car from a source. General Dale Horvath had sent troops through the portal, in accordance with some deal made with Rick Grimes.

MOUNT FALLS-MORNING-

Michonne awoke to the sun streaming through the curtains and Negan's body curled against hers. It was during times like this that she felt as if everything in this messed up world, could possibly be alright. And then…

There was screaming and loud knocking on their door! Michonne sat up and Negan bolted upright! He listened, then realized what this could possibly be about…

"Is that Naomi? Maybe Shane's wound took a turn for the worse?" Michonne asked and began to get up out of bed. Yeah, Negan thought, something like that…

Negan put on a robe and hurried from the room, down the hallway and stairs and got to the door long before Michonne did. He opened the door and grinned at Naomi!

"Well good morning, Nancy! Do you know how early it is…"

"First of all, you know damned well my name is Naomi! Second, you know what you did! I know it was you because you were the last person I saw Shane with!"

Michonne was now at the door next to Negan.

"Naomi? What's happened? Is Shane alright?"

"No, he's not fucking alright! He's dead! Beaten to death! You told me you were going to watch out for him last night! You told me you had been a medic in the army! I should have known when you carried that bat in…"

Michonne's eyes widened and she stared at Negan before looking at Naomi again.

"You're saying that someone beat Shane to death last night? With a bat?"

"Yes I'm fucking saying it! And it was our 'Governor' here! I don't know what's going on, but I damned well should have left when Alicia and the others did!"

"They were thrown out of here. They didn't 'leave'. But you are welcome to take your narrow looking ass, out of here, Night Nurse! And you are welcome to tell that story. But I'll have a different one to tell and it goes like this: I beat the shit out of Shane after I found him forcefully fingering you! I was just trying to protect a lady's honor. Now I'll have Deke and some of the other men in this town, escort you to the gate. Alexandria is a long way away…"

Naomi slapped Negan and Michonne had to get in between them to keep him from laying hands on her!

"Stop it! Just stop it! Naomi, go! Just go! There isn't anything here for you anymore. Take John with you." Michonne said calmly. Naomi turned and hurried down the stairs. Michonne slammed the door and faced Negan!

"How? How could you? You pretended to my face to go along with what I was asking you to do and you lied…"

"You liked him, didn't you?" Negan asked calmly.

"He was Judith's father. I couldn't hate the man that had brought her into this world, Negan! Why couldn't you get that? Rick would've understood that."

"You're really going to throw his goddamned name in my face?! Huh, Chonnie? You're going to look me in the eye and tell me that you didn't know what I was going to do, once you confessed the fucker was panting after you? Hell no, he could not stay alive! And hell no, we're not using Rick Grimes as a go between the worlds! And maybe you should begin thinking about MY fucking feelings here!"

"Your feelings? What are you talking about?"

"You are still ashamed of what we have! Your ashamed you're carrying my child and you were always looking at my brother as a 'better version' of me! I'm not going to get any better, Chonnie and neither is this world! Now either you are with me or you're not! Either you are committed to raising a family with me or you're not!"

"Negan," Michonne said coolly, "if I hadn't wanted to have your baby, I wouldn't have. It's as simple as that. Maybe I'm tired of having to prove my feelings for you, over and over again! You had no business killing Shane!"

"Well he is dead. And another reveal: I made sure Eugene dumped dead red head, and Glenn, outside of Alexandria! So they're probably raring to go over there!"

Michonne's mouth dropped open!

"What the hell is wrong with you? Rick is going to come for us! Rick, Maggie and probably that crazy assed Alpha! The point of coming here was so we could live a quiet life and run this community! You're ruining all of that!"

Suddenly, a loud, anguished scream could be heard! Michonne and Negan ran to the door and opened it! Naomi had taken it upon herself to leave unescorted, along with John, the talkative helicopter pilot. A hoard of walkers streamed in, just as this community was beginning to wake up!

"Christ!" Negan swore. He would've never guessed Rick Grimes would be so quick on the rebound! Michonne scanned the walkers, instinctively knowing that some of them, were probably from Alexandria. She slammed the door and locked it! Negan ran upstairs to get Judith and RJ! Eugene had slept over as well! They would get out of here and have Eugene fly them the hell out!

Meanwhile, Michonne peered out of the peephole and saw one walker walk up the porch steps and stand in front of their door. She knew instinctively it was Rick.

ALEXANDRIA—ONE DAY LATER-

Negan woke up and thought that this had to be a dream.

He was back in the cell he had spent almost six years in, at Alexandria! What the fuck?

But when he heard a giggle, looked over and saw that Hannah McKay was in the cell next to his, he knew Rick Grimes had managed to get the better of him—again! GODDAMNIT!

"Well, well. I didn't think these people had it in them. But you're here and I had the first, great dinner since I was captured here before—or when you left me here to rot." Hannah said, still smiling at him.

Negan didn't answer her because he didn't quite understand what the fuck had happened! He had been running up the stairs to get Judith and RJ…then…

Eugene. That fuck Eugene came out of his room and hit him with something! Then nothing.

Then here.

"Where are Michonne and the kids? Is Rick fucking Michonne someplace on the grounds?"

Hannah rolled her eyes and shook her head.

"You know, when it comes to failure around here, by men, 'Michonne' seems to be the culprit. Rick is gone. The kids are gone and so is Michonne."

"What the fuck does that mean? Answer me, bitch!"

"It means," Hannah said in a tone that clearly indicated she didn't appreciate being called a 'bitch', "that Alpha runs this place now. Rick took his family back through the portal."

"You. Are. Shitting. Me?" Negan asked in a slow, deliberate tone, just as the door to the basement prison opened and Maggie came in. Negan rolled his eyes. Lord…

"You are finally where you should have been when I came back here. If you had been behind those bars, Dexter would still be alive. And so would Darryl."

"I highly doubt that since you and Darryl were fuck buddies. Dexter was many things, but he wasn't a total cuck. You both would've been taking dirt naps by the time he was through with you. Now you let me the fuck out of here so I can talk to that crazy assed looking bitch. The one that dresses in walker skins." Negan told her.

Hannah regarded Maggie with contempt. She would not survive Alpha. Herself, on the other hand, planned to make herself indispensable to the weirdo.

Meanwhile, in the portal world, in Elm Lake, Sheriff Rick Grimes was having a news conference, one that WKBS was all over. Negan was there and stared at Grimes, while his two children, Judith and RJ, stood unsure, by his side. They looked scared to death, but willing to trust Rick. His eyes scanned the area. He did not see a version of Michonne. He didn't know if that was a good thing or bad. He listened as Rick explained that Sheriff Walsh, Mayor Rhee and Deputy Ford had been killed by the undead in the other world.

At the same time this was going on, Michonne awoke, tied to a chair in a bedroom! A bedroom she did not recognize! She looked around and saw a shadowy, framed picture of herself with Shane, in a wedding dress. God, Michonne thought, Rick brought me back through the portal. This was the other universe! She had stupidly opened the door to him, thinking she could reason with him and then…

Nothing.

Where was Negan? Had he been killed? Where were Judith and RJ? God, she felt sick and sorry that she had ever argued with Negan! He had been right about the danger to their family! How had she not seen it? How?

Michonne hopped the chair over to a window and peered out. Rick was on some kind of stage with Judith and RJ! He was dressed in a police uniform and he had his arms around the kids! They looked alright, from a distance. But she had never feared that Rick would ever hurt them. No, that had not been her true fear.

It had been that Rick would hurt her again.

Michonne saw something else as she looked down. Or someone else.

Negan was staring up at her though the window. Michonne tore her eyes from his, knowing he was not 'her' Negan, and hopped back away from the window. She would survive this. She would do what she needed to do so she could find the portal and…

And what? Return to a world of death and decay? Could she return her children to that world? And what of her unborn child? Didn't he or she deserve a real chance at life?

Yes, but Negan, her Negan, deserved the chance to know this baby. Michonne told herself to keep calm and think. She was unaware that the Negan of this world, had slipped away from the crowd, broken into the house and was now on his way upstairs to introduce himself to a very different Michonne.

THE END