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Rick POV
As Rick and company enter the anniversary party, the lights turned down and the people in the room stopped their conversations. At a top of the grand staircase was a projector screen with a slideshow of the Greene family. It began with images of a youthful Hershel and Annette Greene. The pictures continued with images of their growing family, with all of their daughters and their growth.
One of the daughters stood out to Rick. He thought that it looked like Michonne but it was impossible. Rick thinks he knows what she looks like, but the last time he saw an image of the Greene's youngest daughter, she was about 10 in the picture. But his suspicion was confirmed when a picture of the youngest daughter, at what Rick assume, was her high school graduation. She was surrounded by her parents and her sisters.
Rick's eyes widen at the revelation. He tried to keep a straight face because he doesn't want his brothers to think anything was wrong. This discovery could cause problems, but Rick wouldn't let it. He still wanted Michonne in his life. Despite the hatred, their families feel for each other, Rick would work twice as hard to make sure that Michonne was happy and wanted for nothing in life.
The photos of the projection stopped on one picture. A group picture with the whole family. The picture was taken recently and looks like it was taken abroad.
"That family makes me sick," Rick heard Shane say in disgust. The twins nodded in agreement. A couple of heads turned to looked back at Shane and gave him the stink eye. Shane hated the Greene's family. Although he didn't have any personal beef with them, Shane despised them just because his family didn't like them.
Rick rolled his eyes at Shane's response but didn't add any input. He looked at the pictured Michonne. She had a bright smile with her one of her arms wrapped around her mother's back. Although she was completely dressed down in jean shorts, which Rick considered to be too short without him there to glare at any man looking at her, and a tank, she was still beautiful to him. He wants to see her face and be in her presence for the rest of his life. Family be damned. If the pair has to leave their family behind, he'd do it in a heartbeat.
The lights filled the room again. "Now, Welcome the Greene family," A voice echoed throughout the ballroom hall. The crowd began clapping as Hershel and Annette Greene made their way down the stairs. At the bottom of the stairs was a group of photographers taking their pictures as they made their way down. After the Greene parent's made their way down were their daughters in the order of age. Maggie was first, then Sasha and finally Michonne.
Rick makes an unconscious step forward to get a better look at Michonne. Although he was nearly in the back of the hall, it was as if Michonne was right in front of him. Her face a covered by her mask, but Rick was able to still see her beautiful face. All Rick saw was Michonne. The room was empty to him, just Rick and Michonne. How it should be.
Rick saw Michonne at the bottom of the stairs and taking pictures with her family. The partygoers decided to mingle around, while they waited for the Greene family to make their way to them.
"After that unnecessary show of ass kissing and pictures of this horrible family," Shane announced. He started walking backward. "I'll make use of that open bar and probably get one of these wonderful and incredibly sexy women to sleep with me." He made eye contact with a few women as he backed away from his brothers, winking at them.
"In case you forgot little brother," Spencer interrupted as he and Aiden followed Shane towards the bar. "You brought us with you."
"With the technology, we have today, big brother," Shane smirked at Spencer. "There's a wonderful app called Uber or you could use their competitor Lyft."
The brothers went back and forth as they made their way to the bar. Rick turned to his right where his friends were at, but neither of them was standing there. He looked around for them, but with the number of people in the room and the fact that people were wearing masks, Rick wouldn't be able to find them unless he was looking from above.
Since he was left alone, Rick decided he'd find Michonne and dance with her all night. He moved towards the last place he saw her and hoped she was still taking pictures.
Michonne POV
Michonne's face felt like it was going to break with the amount of smile she had to do for the pictures. She doesn't know how many pictures her parents wanted, but still stood and took them anyways. Although the Greene family weren't celebrities, many attendees at the party wanted to take pictures with one of the most powerful law family in the state.
After a while, Michonne felt someone staring at her. Not the normal stare where people are looking at her and admiring her, but the kind of stare that was penetrating. She didn't feel weird about it, just cautious about who this particular admirer was. So she discreetly looked around to see if she recognized anyone.
The pictures finally stopped, but just before Michonne was able to get away from the onlookers, her father called her over. "Michonne!"
She tried not to huff in frustration. Michonne just wanted to text Rick to see what he was doing. She hoping that she could just get a room at the hotel and stay in there until the party was over and for the time she was set to meet up with Rick.
She fixed her annoyed face and turned to her father. "Yes, Dad?" She made her way over to her father and another man he seemed to be talking to. Michonne mentally sighed in her head. Her father was trying to set her up again. She knew that some people in attendance at this party was potential suitors but she didn't want any of them. The man was a tall, black man. He looked to be over a decade older than him. Michonne believed that she seen him before at another event hosted by her parents, but doesn't seem to recall his name.
"I want you to meet a friend of mine."
"Another friend, Daddy? You seem to have a lot of friends you want to introduce me to." She went to her father's side and placed her arm around his back.
"Please indulge your old man, princess," Hershel responded as he looked down at his youngest daughter. She was the apple of his eye. He loved her immensely. He wants to give her the best of the best. The only way she'd get it is if he helped her in finding love. No man would be good enough for his youngest but he'd work hard to make sure that the man would treat her right. "Meet one of the junior associates at the firm, Mike Anthony."
Michonne moved her attention from her father to Mike Anthony. Now that she was closer, she thought Mike was cute, but not really her type. Especially since she now has Rick in her life. She found the person she'd wish to spend the rest of her life with. But instead of being rude and ignoring the man in front of her, Michonne greeted him. "Hello, Mr. Anthony."
"Please call me Mike." He smiled his bleached white teeth in her direction.
"Well, it's nice to meet you, Mike. I don't believe that we ever met before."
Mike interrupted, "We actually have." He gestured to Hershel. "Your father had a New Year's party at the firm. He introduced us then."
"Oh. I apologize for not recognizing you, then. But it was nice seeing you again."
There was a small lull in the conversation. Michonne subtly looked around to see if she could find her sisters so she could get out of this match-up her dad was trying to make. Her sisters were standing a little further into the crowd on the side. They had their eyes directly on her sister making faces and gesturing Michonne and Mike. Michonne stuck her tongue out at the two.
"Sweetheart," Michonne heard her mother called. She watches as she made her way to them. She hoped her mother was referencing to her and not her father. But she was referencing to her dad.
Annette Greene walked up to her husband and daughter. "Sweetheart, we need to talk with the mayor about some of the cases the firm is dealing with." She noticed Mike was standing with her husband and child. "Well hello Mike. How are you this evening?"
"I'm fine, Mrs. Greene. How are you?" Mike smiled at Annette.
"I'm wonderful. I'm celebrating 30 years with the love of my life. I hope soon enough you'd be able to find the love of your life."
"I hope so too, Mrs. Greene. I feel her close already," Mike looked at Michonne with his final statement. Michonne tried not to make eye contact with him.
"Well, I need to steal my husband. Maybe you can keep our daughter company this evening."
"I'll try my best ma'am."
Annette turned back to her family. Hershel smiled at his wife while his daughter was pleading with her eyes for her mother to save her. But Annette ignored those silent pleas and grabbed her husband. "Let's go, before the mayor gets a little too drunk for conversation."
"Of course, my love." Before they left, Michonne's parents kissed her cheeks. "Please try and play nice," Hershel pleaded with his daughter. Michonne closed her eyes and nodded in defeat. Tonight, she'd have to entertain a man who wants her heart, but he was too late. Someone else hold her heart. Annette also whispered to her daughter, "I'll see you later, baby girl." With that, both of her parents abandoned their daughter.
Michonne looked at her parents with longing as they walked away from her. "Your father mentioned that you were going to be joining the firm soon."
"Yeah, I sadly have to follow the family tradition of being a lawyer," She tried to joke.
"Entering law is very important and we help shape the world," Mike started to babble. He went on a mini rant about how important law was and their role as lawyers. This is not what Michonne thought her night would be. She'd rather be home, or much better with Rick. But her wishes won't be coming true tonight. Michonne just have to listen to this man talk about law.
Mike noticed that Michonne was half-listening. She was looking around the room rather than looking at him. "How about we dance? Try to get to know each other a little."
Since it would be rude to say no and her parents were looking at her, Michonne agreed. "Sure, let's go." She walked ahead of him, making her way towards the dance floor. Other couples were holding each other as they dance to slow songs. Sighing, because she'd have to take part of this but would do it for her family and to stave off bored.
Once Mike finally made it to the dance floor, he'd tried to hold Michonne's hand, but she decided to set her hands on his shoulders and keep a decent distance from actually touching him. The pair swayed quietly like they were at their 8th grade prom.
"So," Mike started. Michonne wondered if he ever shut up. She just looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "What is your favorite course in school?"
God, it was like he was some old relative that Michonne hasn't seen since she was toddler. Again, not wanting to be rude, she decided to respond. "Art history."
"Art history," Mike questioned. Michonne nodded. "I didn't know that they offered art history to a law major student."
"They do when we need a history. I like art, so I thought I'd learn the history of art."
"Oh, do you like looking at art?"
"No, I want to create art. Maybe get some of my works in a gallery or something." Most people would judge her for her love of art rather than law, considering her family background. Even some people in attendance tonight looked down at her older sister for become a veterinarian like her mother.
"Art doesn't really get you any money." There it went. Any interest Michonne had in Mike, which was already little, went away. "Most artists don't get recognition until they die, so you wouldn't be able to reap any of the benefits."
"Well, luckily for me. I'm going into law, one of the most stable professions in America. Someone is always getting sued for one thing or another."
"It is stable. And recently, everyone is suing each other. At the firm, I most deal with criminal cases." Mike left out the part that he only represents the defendants who typically have a lot of money. Wanting to impress her, Mike started talking about his current cases. He knew that if he'd be able to marry Michonne, his family could get a share of the firm and possible becomes a senior associate in the process. His father stressed the importance of getting with Michonne, which if he didn't Mike would be a stain on their family tree. It didn't hurt that Michonne was also attractive and young. He didn't have to worry about anything sagging in a few years if he dated someone his age.
Michonne was once again bored by Mike. She sent a prayer to whoever is listening to get her away from this man.
Rick finally found Michonne. Sadly she was dancing with some dumbass who looked to be almost a decade older than she was. He was over by the bar watching them. He was practically fuming when this man touched his pretty flower. Even from a distance, Rick could see that Michonne was uncomfortable with the man.
He orders a neat whiskey and watches with silent anger. A few women came up to him while he was by the bar, but he didn't pay them any mind. There was only one woman on his mind and at the moment she was in the arms of another man.
Rick watches as the man start to move his hand lower towards Michonne's ass. His resolve finally broke. Before he made his way over, Rick swallowed the rest of his drink and marched his way over to the pair. He came up behind the man holding his pretty flower and gripped his shoulder tightly.
"May I step in," Rick asked. Mike jumped from the abrupt interruption. Michonne was elated that the dance with Mike was over but now she had to dance with other random guy. But she'll suck it up and deal with it. She looked at the man behind Mike. There was something familiar about him, but Michonne wasn't too sure.
Mike hesitated a bit, but Rick tightens his hold on Mike's shoulder, making him wince and nod his approval. Mike backed away from Michonne. "Find me after you're done dancing with this guy." He walked away practically glaring at Rick for interrupting them.
Michonne let out a breath of relief. She was able to clearly look at her savior. They made eye contact, although his face was covered by his mask, his eyes were hypnotizing. She knew those eyes. But she wasn't sure and Michonne didn't want to say Rick's name to some stranger who knows her father.
"Thanks for saving me from him," Michonne said as she looked into the masked man's electric blue eyes. The man nodded in response and reached a hand out for Michonne to take. She smiled and placed her hand in his.
Rick smiled back at Michonne and pulled her to him. He placed his other hand on her waist and began to sway to the rhythm. The pair silently danced together for two songs. Michonne rested her head on this man's chest. She felt at ease. She pretended that the man holding her was Rick, her prince.
Michonne needed to know who this man was. He was giving her the same feeling that Rick gave her, the other times she was with him. She pulled her head back and looked into those blue eyes. "I need to know your name."
The masked man smiled at Michonne. He pulled her away from the dance floor and in area was there were less people. The whole way there Michonne was trying to fight and pull her arm away from the man. "Uh, excuse you. What are you doing?" She continued. "I'll scream my head off. There are cops here who'd shoot you."
Finally in a secluded corner, Rick pulled of his mask and gave Michonne a sheepish smile. Michonne was frozen for a few seconds. Her eyes were wide and mouth was open. Rick chuckled and closed her mouth, "Bugs will fly in your mouth. The only thing you need in your mouth is my tongue and-" Rick was interrupted by Michonne's loud squealing. She wrapped her arms around his neck while jumping up and down. Rick wrapped his arms his arms around her to make sure that she didn't fall. He spun them around and Michonne giggled.
Once they stopped spinning, the pair looked in each other's eyes. Michonne was going to speak but Rick stopped her. "Hold on." He took the gold mask off her face. "It was concealing your beauty."
Michonne smiled brightly at him. "How are you here?"
"I believe I drove here," Rick sarcastically said. Michonne pushed his shoulder rather than removing her hand, she left it there.
"I meant how you are here at this party. My parent's party."
"I may have snuck in."
"The security here is pretty tight. My dad made sure of it."
"Well Daddy Greene needs to find better security."
"I thought that you had to be somewhere tonight." Michonne tried to look menacing. Rick just thought that she looked adorable.
"Yeah. My brothers forced me to come."
"What did they hold you at gunpoint til you came here," Michonne joked.
"Ha. Ha." Rick pulled Michonne to him, their pelvis touching. "My Pretty Flower seems to have jokes."
"I do actually. I'm a funny gal."
"Yeah?" Rick moved his head closer to Michonne's.
"Yeah." She whispered back. Rick pecked Michonne's lips. Wanting more, Michonne deepened the kiss by putting her tongue in his mouth. The pair kissed for a few moments, sensually kissing each other, before they pulled back and rested their forehead against each other. "I'm happy that you're here."
"I'm happy that I'm here with you." Rick placed his hand on her cheek and rubbed it. "If not, I'd probably just drink until I felt like leaving."
Michonne gasped. "We can spend the night together, and then we can spend more time after." Michonne started squealing again and began jumping up and down.
"Okay Pretty Flower. Let's go back out there before people begin to wonder where you're at." He puts his hand on her shoulders to stop her active movements.
"Let's go." She started and dragging Rick behind her. Rick stopped her. He didn't want to leave the corner without his mask on. Some people in this hall know who he is; he doesn't want any problems especially if he's going to be with Michonne for the rest of the party.
"We need to put our masks on."
"Duh. Of course." Michonne promptly put her mask back on, making sure not to mess up her makeup or her hair. Rick followed suit. "Now let's go." Michonne grabbed his hand and walked out the secluded area.
The couple went back to the dance floor, holding hands and placing their attention on each other.
Sasha POV
Sasha Greene was trying to enjoy her parent's anniversary party as best as she could. She was standing above the ballroom hall looking down, while listening to a group of men discuss the hated Grimes family. She despised that family. They were able to break the law and not be put to justice for the horrendous crimes they've committed. Her hatred was separate from their families' mutual hatred for each other.
One of her partners went undercover in the Grimes family was tortured then killed when they discovered that he was a cop. She wanted justice for her partner and his husband and kids he left behind. Those bastards needed to be taken down and be destroyed. Sasha will do anything in her power to make sure that the Grimes family doesn't hurt anyone that she cares about.
Sasha looked down at the dance floor and looked at the pairs dancing. She noticed Michonne dancing with some random man. Although she couldn't see who he was directly, Sasha was sure that she had no idea who he was. She looked around the room again, to make sure that she was able to recognize those in attendance. Sasha made it her business about who was coming to this party tonight out of the safety of her parents and siblings. Since her family was well know lawyers, who typically help the wealthy, sometimes her father firm actually convicts some of the worst criminals.
Sasha was able to recognize most people in the room with the exception of 4 other people, not including the man dancing with her sister. Sasha excused herself of the conversation that she didn't provide any input it and made her way over to her parents and sister, who were standing on the grand staircase.
"Hello little dove. Were you hiding from your mother?" Annette pulled her middle child to her.
"Of course not, mom. I'd never hide from you. Plus, if I was, you'd find me in an instant."
"Are you enjoying yourself," Hershel question Sasha.
"Yeah dad," Sasha responded simply. "I actually came over here to see if you guys know who that guy is dancing with Michonne." She pointed in the direction where her sister was slow dancing with an unknown man.
Her parents and Maggie looked over to the dancing pair. Maggie and Annette thought that Michonne looked happy in the man's arms. She was resting her head on his chest while he whispered things in her ear, making her smile and laugh. Hershel wasn't entirely sure who that man was. It wasn't one of the men that he wanted to set her daughter up with. But he couldn't deny that his daughter was enjoying herself with this unknown man.
"I'm not too sure who he is, little dove." Annette looked away from her youngest to look at her middle child. "But you can't deny that Michonne is enjoying herself." Maggie nodded in agreement.
Sasha looked back at her sister. She could see that Michonne was indeed enjoying herself but she wanted to protect her sister.
"Just leave it alone," Maggie suggested. She wanted her sister to calm down. It was a party and she's getting worked up over nothing important. "He might just be someone who's staying at this hotel and snuck in. It doesn't seem like he causing any problems."
Sasha sighed deeply and nodded her head in resignation. "Yeah you're right. I'm gonna go back upstairs." Sasha climbed the steps and looked back at her sister and this mystery man. She was curious, but decided to leave it alone. As she made her way up the stairs, Sasha's eyes roamed the room again. Her eyes landed on bar and one of the men she didn't recognize. She began moving her eyes away from him, but he removed his mask.
Sasha stopped on the stairs immediately and was shocked at what she was seeing. Standing at the bar, wiping away his sweat was Shane Grimes, the middle child of Deanna and Reg Grimes. She looked at the other men in the room. She was able to point out, Spencer Grimes, who was chatting with the ADA's daughter. Aiden Grimes was by the buffet table. The other man she still didn't know who he was. But the final person was Rick Grimes and he was dancing with her sister. Sasha was frozen unsure what to do, but decided to make her way to Rick Grimes. She wanted to catch him before he disappears.
While standing at the bar, Shane removed his mask because he was sweating like a pig. He asked the bartender for a cup of water. Once he received it, he looked around the room and noticed that Sasha Greene was looking directly at him. His eyes widen and nearly dropped his cup in the process of moving towards his closes brother, Aiden.
"We need to go now!" Shane pulled Aiden away from the table. Aiden looked at his brother with confusion but before he was able to respond, Shane interrupted him. "Sasha Greene saw me. Meaning she saw you and everyone else. You need to get Spencer and Daryl and get out of here. I'll be right behind you guys." Aiden nodded, dropped his food on the buffet table and made his way over to his twin brother and his little brother's best friend.
Rick held Michonne close, rubbed her back and was whispering sweet nothings in her ear. He was telling her she was gorgeous and can't wait till they're away from everyone else and it's just the two of them. He felt a hand grip his shoulder, making him tense and glare at whoever was interrupting his time with Michonne. But Rick saw that it was Shane. Not wanting to disrupt Michonne, he raised an eyebrow at his brother.
Shane leaned into Rick's ear, "Sasha Greene has spotted us. She's making her way over here, we need to go now." Rick huffed and nodded his head in response.
Rick pulled back from Michonne and looked into her pretty brown eyes. "I have to go, Pretty Flower. But I'll see you later tonight." He leaned down and gave Michonne a quick peck. Michonne closed her eyes trying to relish in the feel of his lips on hers, but nodded in response.
Just as Rick pulled away from Michonne completely and followed Rick, Michonne pulled him in the opposite direction of the way Sasha was coming in. She pulled Rick into another dark corner and kissed the life out of him then pulled back. "That's a preview for later."
Rick shook his head and gripped Michonne's ass. He started nibbling on her ear and whispered, "You're very bad girl. I'll deal with you later." Michonne gave him a bright smile and rubbed his chest. He shook his head her again and pulled away from Michonne. "Bye Pretty Flower."
"Bye Rick," Michonne responded, watching him walk away from her. She can't wait to see him later.
Sasha saw that Rick was making his way to the exit of the hotel. She followed but before she was able to stop him, one of her father's associates stopped in front of her, "Hey, Sasha, I heard you'll be making police sergeant."
"Yeah I am. Excuse me for one moment please." She bypassed the man and made her way outside of the hotel. She growled in frustration that she no longer saw them. They got away. She didn't know what she would have charged the Grimes boys with, but just having them in her custody, would help her career, just a little bit.
Michonne POV
Michonne was once again giddy. She was smiling to herself in the corner that Rick left her in, but she was happy. Time couldn't go by fast enough for her. She wanted to see Rick again. She sighed happily and made her way out of the dark corner. She looked for her parents because she'd rather hang out with them than men who were fighting for her affections.
Michonne walked up to her parents. "Hi, Mama. Hi, Dad. How are you guys on this wonderful evening?"
Her parents smiled at her daughter's happy behavior. "We're good, sweet daughter. How are you? And who was that man you were dancing with earlier?"
"I'm fine," Michonne smiled. She tried to brush off the question. "It was just some guy that I met."
"Oh? You seemed to enjoy his company quite a lot."
"I did." Michonne smiled. "But I don't want to jinx anything, so let's not talk about him anymore."
Sasha entered into the ballroom hall. Since she lost the Grimes boys, she needs to find her sister. She needed to find out what her sister knows about Rick Grimes, or figure out if she even knew Rick belonged to the Grimes family. Sasha found her sister standing on top of the staircase with their parents and Maggie. She marched her way over to them. "Hello Parents," Sasha smiled at them. She turned her attention to Michonne. "We need to talk." She was using her command voice that she used with her subordinates.
Michonne looked back at her parents with widen eyes, hoping that they'll save her from whatever rage Sasha has against her. But her parents averted their gaze. They are a little scared of their middle child as well. Michonne looked at her parents with betrayal in her eyes and followed her sister with her head down in shame. Although she didn't know what she done to her sister, Michonne thought that she must have done something bad for her sister to be acting like this. But Michonne reluctantly followed Sasha, when she abruptly turned on her heel towards an area filled with less people.
Maggie was also standing by their parents and Michonne. She watched when Sasha came back into the room and towards her family with a fire in her eyes. It was the same look she had when something didn't go her way but will do everything in her power to make sure that it does. But Maggie wasn't sure what Sasha wanted to do with Michonne. She just danced with a mystery guy for most of the night. Michonne looked happy while dancing with him, she looked happier than she has for a while. Maggie didn't want her younger sister to lose her happiness because Sasha wanted something and would be willing to take it forcibly. She followed behind her sisters, making sure that her younger sisters didn't cause a scene at their parents' party and to be there for Michonne for whatever Sasha has in store for her.
The three sisters made it to the less dense and slightly dimmed hall of the lobby area of the hotel. Before Michonne was able to question her sister's weird behavior, Sasha faced her and began her line of questioning. "Who was that guy you were dancing with earlier?"
Alarmed at her question, Michonne tried to keep a straight face. She wasn't ready her and Rick's relationship out there yet. She wanted to keep it under wraps despite the fact that she told Maggie a little bit about Rick. Maggie looked at the pair, with confusion on her face. She wondered if Sasha knew something that she didn't. But Sasha was known for finding out things even when people didn't want them to be found out.
While thinking of a response in a matter of three seconds, Michonne decided to give Sasha Rick's name. She'll lie about everything else because she doesn't want her sister to look into him and try to find her number then looking him up with that number. Working for the police comes with perks of finding people. "His name is Rick."
Sasha wasn't expecting Michonne to outright say his name. But it didn't escape her notice that she didn't say his last name. In Sasha's mind, Michonne is either covering it up that he's the child of Deanna Grimes or she doesn't know. Sasha wasn't sure which of the scenarios are correct but she plans to find out right now. "Where did you meet him?" She crossed her arms and didn't break eye contact with her sister.
Knowing that it's a tactic of Sasha's to have direct and intense eye contact to make the suspects she interviews tell her the truth, Michonne doesn't break eye contact with her despite the next words out of her mouth are lies. "I met him at school," she said in an even tone.
"If he's from school, how come no one has heard of him? And he was somehow made it to our parent's anniversary party?"
"I invited him."
"Did you, now?"
"Yeah."
Maggie was a simple bystander to her sisters' conversation. She looked on wondering why Sasha was asking these questions. There should be no reason for Sasha for asking Michonne about some guy. If it was possible, Maggie watched as Sasha's face harden more than it has.
"I don't believe you," Sasha accused Michonne, as she uncrossed her arms and stepped closer to her sister.
Michonne looked her up and down before she responded, "Why's that?" Michonne was confused. Why was Sasha so worried about Rick? She had no reason to be all up in her business, especially business with a guy that had nothing to do with her. "You know," Michonne started. "I'm curious about why you're questioning about my friend."
"A friend," Sasha scoffed. "He's not your friend."
"Excuse you," Michonne exclaimed. "He is and he likes me very much that it might go somewhere further than friends." Without realizing it, Michonne revealed more than what she wanted to her sisters. But she won't let Sasha try to taint what Michonne and Rick had together.
"You just need to stay away from that boy."
Michonne's eyebrows knitted together in confusion and responded, "You don't even know him. And don't call him 'that boy'. He has a name, it's Rick." Michonne glanced quickly at Maggie. She's been silent throughout the whole conversation between herself and Sasha. She doesn't know if Maggie is supporting Michonne or siding with Sasha. Since Michonne was so heated she continued her rant to defend Rick's name from her sister's accusations. "Rick's not some flavor of the week for me. I think he'll be someone special to me one day. If you can't support my decision to be with Rick, then I don't care to have you in my life any longer." With that, Michonne walked off, trying to cool down the heat of the anger she felt towards Sasha. She needed a minute away from her and needs to be in the arms of Rick. The party was winding down a bit so Michonne moved to the bathroom to freshen up for her meeting with Rick later.
Sasha watches Michonne walk off in anger. Sasha wanted to protect her sister from all dangers, including a dangerous love with a Grimes boy. Her sister will learn that Sasha will do everything in her power to protect her family, including Michonne.
She stands in the dark hallway going over the conversation between her sisters. Maggie moves closer to Sasha. "You don't need to be so harsh with her. You know she's sensitive sometimes." Maggie faces her sister. "Why are you pressing her about Rick anyways? You don't know him, right?"
Looking in Maggie's eyes with harden eyes, Sasha states, "I do know him."
Maggie was taken back from Sasha statement. Immediately in her head, she thinks Sasha had slept with Rick before or knew someone who has and wanted to warn her sister. But the next words that came out of Sasha's mouth were the last thing she excepted. "He's a Grimes."
"How—," Maggie was interrupted.
"I'm working on their case."
"Why?"
"Because they belong in jail. That whole family belongs in jail," Sasha responded quickly. She noticed that Maggie wasn't as upset as she was. "Why aren't you as upset as me?"
Maggie sighed. Whether he knew it or not, Maggie knew that Glenn was still involved with the Grimes family. She loved him and would do anything for him. She understands why Glenn feels so indebt to them and thinks of Rick as a brother. She didn't want to tell Glenn that she knew because if she did, his head would probably explode. Plus she saw him tonight, even danced with him under the guise of wanting to dance with someone because her boyfriend wasn't there. She proceeded to tell the masked Glenn about how much she loved Glenn.
She shook her head out of the thoughts of her boyfriend. When she thinks of him, she starts to think about the love she felt for him and how much she needs him in her life. She turned her attention back to Sasha. "I'm upset, but I don't think there's anything you can do about it."
"What do you mean by that?"
"I just think that you should stay out of it. It's none of your business."
"Our sister is dating the soon to be head of the Grimes crime family," Sasha nearly shouted at Maggie.
"Do not yell at me," Maggie hissed at her sister. She doesn't to argue with her sister. She took a deep breath to calm her nerves. "Stay out of her life. Let her make her own decisions, good or bad." Maggie shook her head at Sasha. "You should go home. Say goodbye to our parents and try to relax a bit." She gently raised her hand to her sister's shoulder and gave it a small squeeze. Maggie gave Sasha a smile and walked off towards the ballroom, saying goodbye to the invitees to her parents' party.
Sasha stared at her sister. The second time tonight that her sisters walking away from her. She won't quit on trying to get the Grimes family in jail and she won't stop to protect her sister. After this night, she'll keep an eye on Michonne.
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