This is a new chapter, on this site and AO3. It took me a while to fully complete the chapter but I finally did. I hope everyone enjoys this chapter. Thanks so much for all the reviews I received. I'm glad that you guys enjoy the story so far. I forgot to mention that this story is inspired by Romeo and Juliet. I haven't decided if the ending should be as tragic as that tale.

Songs in this chapter:

No Rush-Brave Girls

Can't Take My Eyes Off Of You- Lauryn Hill

I don't own any TWD characters.

Richonne's first park date. Rick is confronted by Glenn and Daryl while Michonne is confronted by Maggie.

Rick POV

Rick was driving his car, with Daryl and Glenn, who found the guys practically sprint from the party. The car was silent with music playing in the background. Daryl was looking out the window of the passenger side of the car. While he was at the bar, Daryl noticed that Rick was dancing with a woman for major of the night. Although it was out of his character, Daryl decided to question Rick to sate his curiosity.

"Who was that girl you were dancing with tonight," Daryl questioned, as he looked at his friend/brother.

Rick didn't want his brothers to find out about Michonne. He knows that Shane has a problem with the Greene family, just like they are with their family. Aiden and Spencer didn't particularly care for the family, with some underlining hatred, but other than that, they don't go out of the way to harass the people associated with the Greene family. But he knows that Daryl and Glenn wouldn't try to harass Michonne nor would they try to hurt her because she a Greene, what his family would consider her to be their enemy. They also wouldn't tell his parents about the relationship that they have either.

"She's my soulmate," Rick said simply. "Someone who's going to be my wife one day and carry my children."

"Didn't you meet her tonight," Glenn questioned from the backseat. He understands love at first sight, he had that with Maggie, but he didn't think that Rick was the kind of lovesick person.

"I met her the day we went to the mall," Rick explained. "I saw her walking with her sister and saw her again inside of a store. We talked, exchanged numbers and have been talking since then til now."

"Then how did you meet her again at the Greene's party," Glenn asked. Daryl looked at his friend waiting for an answer.

Rick hesitated for a second but decided to reveal the one fact about Michonne that could cause problems. "She's the Greene's youngest daughter." He smiled, thinking about her. "Michonne," Rick murmured softly, but his friends still heard her name from his lips.

Daryl cursed in response while Glenn was silent. He noticed that Glenn didn't make a single response and turns his attention from the driver seat to the backseat. "Did you know," Daryl asked roughly.

Glenn shook his head, as he looked like he was holding something back.

Rick does a quick glance through the rearview mirror at his friend.

"Out with it," Daryl grunted. The car rolled to a stop at a red light, a few blocks from Rick's house. Rick once again looks at his friend through the rearview mirror.

Stuttering, "I've been dating Maggie for 3 years now."

Rick knew who Maggie was. She's the Greene's oldest daughter. He was listening to those announcements made at the party. But Daryl didn't make the question. "Who the hell is Maggie? And why haven't you told us about her?"

Glenn starts to clam up with Daryl's tough questioning. He begins to stutter, but Rick decides to help his friend out. "Maggie is Michonne's sister, the oldest one."

Daryl practically explodes. "What the hell is wrong with you two? Especially you Rick. You have to stop seeing her." That was not what Rick was expecting from Daryl. Normally Daryl is on Rick's side but this time he isn't. "Your family won't allow this relationship to continue. So stop now, before the trouble starts with the Grimes and Greene family."

The car was silent after Daryl's statement. Rick didn't want to respond to Daryl's assessment of the relationship. Despite his friend's obvious disapproval about Michonne, it wouldn't stop Rick from seeing her. But this conversation was noted and locked away until further notice.

The trio pulls up in front of Rick's house. It looked like they made it before Rick's brothers, which worked in his favor. He doesn't have to explain where he's going and Rick might not be able to give a good excuse. Rick keeps the engine on and his face forward, "You guys can head inside."

Daryl unbuckled himself and turned to his friend. "You're going to meet up with her, aren't you?"

"Out."

Daryl huffed, "You're making a mistake. People are going to get hurt." He climbed out the car and slams the door shut.

Glenn still sat in Rick's car. He looked at his friend and brother waiting for him to turn and look at him. Rick finally did with a quirked eyebrow, wondering why Glenn hasn't left yet. Glenn smiled at his friend. "I'm happy for you." He moves from the middle seat towards the passenger side back door. "You deserve love." Glenn just climbed out the car, following behind Daryl. He waved back at Rick before entering the Grimes household.

Rick was happy that he received some support about his relationship with Michonne. Although he should be pissed about Glenn and Maggie, he's not because Glenn was a good friend who deserved happiness like him. The happiness he felt from thinking about Michonne, being around her, hearing her voice. She consumed him and he wants to drown in everything that is Michonne. Rick won't let anyone, especially Daryl, to cause any problems in their relationship. It's going to be the two of them forever and always. The rivalry between their families could end if they joined together anyways which would be good. Love was meant to outshine hatred.

Rick's phone beeped, reminding him, that he's still in his car, parked in his driveway. He reached for his phone and noticed that the message was from his Pretty Flower along with a picture of her beautiful face.

I'm 20 mins away. I can't wait to see you again. I'm gonna kiss all over your face.

Rick's face brightens at the message and the picture of his beauty. He finally gets his head into gear and ready to see Michonne in the next 20 mins. He pulled out of the drive of his home and make way towards the love of his life. But it wasn't before he responded back his beloved.

As he drives over, Rick thinks about Michonne and their future together. They'd live in a large but modest looking home with 5+ kids, 2 dogs, and a goldfish for the kids. The couple would have sex every day for the rest of their lives. One of the most important things in this future he's imaging, Rick can come home to her beautiful face. The last thing he'd see is her face and the first thing he'd see is her face for the rest of his life and he wouldn't have a problem with it. He can't wait for that perfect future with her.

Michonne made it to the bathroom to freshen up after she left her disagreement with Sasha. She couldn't believe that Sasha was trying to keep her away from Rick. From what she knew, Sasha doesn't know him and didn't have any right to judge the choices she makes. Michonne didn't need protection. She knows how to defeat herself in case of an attacker thanks to her parents' persistence of her taking self-defense classes. If she did need protection, Rick wouldn't be the one who'd hurt her. He'd try to protect her.

After she cooled down and fixed herself up, Michonne walked out to the lobby. She was still heated but tried to control her breathing. Most people who attended the party have gone home, it was getting late and her parents might have left already for the couple vacation. The lobby was mostly silent with a few people chattering. She heard footsteps behind her, she decides to ignore the steps and control her emotions.

Too wrapped in her head, a hand grips her shoulder making Michonne jump. She abruptly turns and realizes that it's Maggie behind her. Maggie looked at her sister with concern. Although Michonne cleaned up well enough, she still looked like she was going to break.

"You okay?"

"Of course," Michonne scoffs, as she rolls her eyes at Maggie. "Why wouldn't I be? My sister wants to ban me from seeing my soulmate without a proper explanation, but other than that, I'm freaking peachy."

"You think he's your soulmate?" Maggie thought the same of Glenn when she first met him. She wanted to know if Michonne also felt that igniting spark as well.

Michonne groaned and closed her eyes in frustration. "Not you too." She opens her eyes to look back at her sister. "Look, if you have something to say about Rick and me, you might as well save it. If you continue, I'm gonna have to resort to violence, meaning punching your beautiful green-eyed face."

Maggie smiled at Michonne. She wasn't known for violence and doubts that she would actually hit her, but she wasn't there to hold Michonne back from love and explained just that. "I'm not going to prevent your relationship with Rick."

"Why do I hear a 'but' coming?"

"But," Maggie exaggerated. "Sasha told me that Rick leads a dangerous life."

Knitting her eyebrows together, Michonne questioned, "What do you mean dangerous?"

Maggie didn't want to go into further detail so she decided to keep it simple. "Let's just say, he's on Sas' criminal radar." Holding Michonne's shoulder and looking her in the eye. "But you need to ask him about that. Relationships require full honesty and from what I know, the dangerous part is a big part of his life." Maggie pulls Michonne in for a tight hug. "If you still want to continue with him, even after he's explained everything, just know that I'll support you."

Maggie pulled back and gave her sister a gentle smile. "I'll see you later." She walked away from her sister, going to the party planner to discuss clean up of the ballroom area. But before she was to do that, Maggie wanted to talk to her own soulmate. Maybe they can meet up later and spend the weekend together. She might even reveal that she knows that he came to her parents' party.

Michonne was confused about Rick. Her sisters were telling her that he's dangerous but when she's around him, she doesn't feel unsafe. Around him, Michonne felt protected and nothing could ever hurt her or relationship with Rick. Despite the warnings she received from her sisters, Michonne still wanted to see him.

She looks at her phone to see how long it would take for to reach Huntington Park from the hotel. Michonne saw that it was only 20 mins away. So, she texted Rick, letting him know that she was on her way. Michonne decided that she wanted to send a picture to Rick to show how much she misses him and wanted him to see her face.

Rick responded with the text, 'I'm on my way to you. Did I mention that you look gorgeous on this full moon night?'

Michonne smiled brightly at his response. It felt like there were butterflies in her belly. She hopped in her car and drove towards her man.

Fifteen minutes later, Michonne pulled up to the empty parking lot of Huntington Park. It felt a little eerie being alone in the park so late at night. But she knew soon enough that Rick would pull up any minute. So, as she waited, Michonne scrolled through her social media accounts while listening to music playing in the background.

Don't rush, we got a lot of time
to get to know each other
Don't worry about anything
Baby Let's take our time
The night is longer than you think
Look at us in the mirror
Beautiful

Since her attention was diverted, Rick pulled up to the parking lost a few spots away from Michonne's car. He smiled as he watched Michonne from his car. She was looking down, mouthing words to what he assumed a song playing in the background. Keeping his eyes on her, he walked towards her driver side of the car.

Everything I do, all of this is for you
Today, I'm your swimming pool
Are u ready to dive in, no swimsuit, jump in

Michonne felt a shiver run down her spine. Her heart stopped as well as her breath. She looked up and noticed Rick was walking towards her. For a moment, he stopped. The pair looked at each other and smiled. Rick continued towards Michonne while she unbuckled her seatbelt and turned off her car.

Rick opened her car door. There were a few feet between them. If he wanted, he could pull Michonne right into his arms. Once again, the pair is going through another staring contest. The temperature outside was cooler than her car, making her skin prickled from the change in temperature.

"Hi."

"Hi."

"You want to come out the car?"

"I don't know if I should."

"Why not? I won't bite if that's what you're worried about." Rick tilted his head and gave Michonne a sly grin. "Unless that's something you want?"

Michonne gave Rick an amused smile. "It would be something I want, but that's not what worried about." She rose from her seat, keeping eye contact with him. "I'm not worried about anything. I'm just excited meeting and being with my soulmate." She reached out and lightly brushed her fingertips on his chest.

Although she couldn't see it, Rick felt the goosebumps formed from her trail. "I'm excited too." Rick pulled Michonne against his chest.

She let out a giggle at his action and looked down, suddenly shy being so close to him. Although the last time she was this close to him less than forty-five minutes ago, she still felt so nervous around him.

Rick gently placed his hand on Michonne's face, lifting it to force her to meet his eyes. "Don't ever feel shy around me." He moved his other hand on her face, cupping it like it was made of glass. "When we're around each other, never not touch me. I need the feeling of your body touching mine just to remind me that you're real." He gave her a kiss on her forehead. "That we belong together." Kissing her on both of her closed eyelids as she felt the energy, the air around the pair felt like it was on fire. "That we're soulmates." Rick gave Michonne a final kiss on her lips. It was supposed to be light, but they ended up deepening the kiss.

Rick pulled back, looking at Michonne as she tried to chase his lips to continue their make-out session. She opened her eyes and scold at Rick. "I wasn't done," Michonne pouted. She didn't want to stop. She never wanted to stop kissing or touching him. This is what she wanted to for the rest of her life, to be wrapped around him all the time.

"I know," He responded as he rubbed the apple of her cheeks with his thumbs. "But I didn't ask you to come here just so we can make out." He let out a chuckle, "I wouldn't mind though. I get to kiss a pretty lady." Michonne laughed again and gently hit him. "I just want to get to know you better. I know who you are in my soul and heart, but not my mind. I want to learn more about you. Learn your likes and dislikes, favorite color, favorite movie." Stepping back and removed his hands from her face, down to her hands. "Now, why don't we go over to the little white gazebo, dance a little bit and let me learn about you."

Michonne gave Rick a nod. She moved away from her still opened car door and closed it. They smiled at each other as Rick began pulling her towards the gazebo. The pair walked in silence, surrounded by the sounds of crickets and cars passing on the street by the park.

As they made it to the gazebo, little twinkle lights filled the small space as it sensed movement. Rick moved them to the middle of the gazebo. "Now, let's do a little dancing."

"Without music," Michonne questioned.

"Pretty Flower, why don't you play some music for us? Maybe something slow, so I can have you pressed up against me in this pretty gold dress." Rick placed his hands on her waist, pulling their hips together. Michonne looked up and smiled at Rick.

"Alright, cowboy." She pulled up her Spotify and pressed shuffle on her playlist. The song that started made her laugh. It basically represents her thoughts on the man in front of her. She set the phone down and wrapped her arms around Rick's neck. The pair slowed dance to the song, keeping eye contact with each other.

You're just too good to be true
I can't take my eyes off you
You'd be like heaven to touch
I wanna hold you so much
At long last love has arrived
And I thank God I'm alive
You're just too good to be true
Can't take my eyes off you

"Who is this," Rick questioned. He was curious. The voice was soothing and the lyrics represented the way he felt about Michonne.

Michonne paused for a moment, slightly shaking her head. "Miss Lauryn Hill. She's black artist. I've been listening to her for years."

The pair fell silent and listened to the lyrics. Michonne rested her head against Rick's chest, listening to his calming heartbeat. Being in his arms felt like coming home. His hands rest on her waist, rubbing circles with his thumbs.

I need you baby
And if it's quite all right
I need you baby
To warm the lonely nights
I love you baby
Trust in me when I say okay

After dancing for a few more songs, the pair finally stopped and sat in the seatless gazebo. Rick laid down his suit jacket, so Michonne's dress wouldn't get dirty. After the pair had settled on the jacket, Rick wrapped his arms around Michonne's shoulder, pulling her to his side.

Michonne looks up at Rick, admiring his incredibly handsome face. She wants to remember every detail, never wanting to forget this night or his face. But his physical looks weren't the only thing she wants to remember, she also wants to learn more about him. "How about we play 20 questions,"

"20 questions," Rick drawled as he smiled down at her.

"Yep." She beamed at him. "I ask you a question, you ask me one in return."

Rick nodded, ready to join in her little game.

"Favorite color?"

"I don't think I have a favorite color. But if I had to choose maybe red or blue. Yours?"

"Sky blue. I don't know why I just enjoy the color of the sky."

"My turn. Favorite TV show?"

"Oddly enough most of the DCTV shows. Like the Flash, Arrow or Gotham. They're really cheesy and a little dumb, but who doesn't enjoy a decent comic book adaption. Marvel's Netflix shows are good too, like Luke Cage."

"I don't even know what those shows are."

Michonne paused. "Wait, what?" She pulled back. "You don't know those shows? It shows on the CW. Same channel as the unnecessarily long and need to be dead show, Supernatural."

Rick gave Michonne an amused smiled. It was interesting to find out how much television she watches. He hardly watches any, if he does, its normally news. Shaking his head, "I don't even know who the Flash is."

Placing her hand on her chest, like she was in pain, Michonne let out a small gasp in disbelief. "You don't know the Flash? The fastest man alive? Barry Allen?" She looks at Rick. "Do any of these things ring a bell? From comic books or even the Justice League?"

"Nope."

"Well, thank goodness you meet me." Michonne gave him an affirmative nod. "Now we have tv shows to binge when we Netflix and chill. Starting with the Flash."

"You really like comic books," Rick observed.

Smiling, "I do." After her initial shock, Michonne went back under the warmth of Rick's arm. He held her close and drew little circles with his thumb on her shoulder. "My kids will know all comic book characters. They'll love both Marvel and DC equally because they both have good and bad qualities."

"So, you want kids," Rick smoothly asked. Before he never thought he wanted children. If he did, it would have to be with someone he truly loved. Looking at Michonne, Rick would want as many children she'd give him.

"Don't think I didn't notice you asked two questions. But I'll let this one slide." Michonne reached for his unoccupied hand. "I do want kids. With the one I love." She looked Rick directly in his eyes when she said "love".

"How many?" He lifted her hand to his lips.

"Rickkk," Michonne stretched his name out.

"I know. I know. You can ask a question after this one."

"Not one, third." She teased him.

"Well," He pressed.

"I don't know. Maybe three or more. Not more than 6 though. I don't think I can push out that many babies," She joked. "You?"

"As many as you can give me."

"Oh?" Lifting an eyebrow. "You want children with me?"

"I want everything with you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you," Rick said simply. He knew what he wanted in life. Despite the fact, the Michonne was a Greene. Her family doesn't have an importance to his lifelong plans with the woman he's sitting with now. He wouldn't let anything happen between them or their families if he had anything to do with it. The drama between the families must come to end if they want peace. Rick was battling with himself in telling Michonne his family background. But he doesn't want to start their relationship on miscommunication and lies. So, he finally decides to her, but not before he gives her a kiss.

Bringing his lips to hers, he gently pecks her lips. Smiling against her lips, he decides to deepen it further just to get a little taste. Biting her lower lips, forcing her to moan and open her mouth allowing his tongue inside. Letting their tongues battle between each other, Michonne moved her hand to his curls, gripping them tightly. She moaned again when she felt Rick's hand move from her shouldn't down to her waist, gripping it tightly. Rick knew he needed to stop them from going further. He needed to tell Michonne who he really was, so reluctantly he pulled back from their make-out session, but not before giving Michonne two more soft pecks.

Rick opened his eyes and looked at Michonne's face. Her eyes still closed, seemly trying to savor the kiss she just received from Rick. She knows that she wants to be kissed by this man for the rest of her life. Rick smiled at her and beamed even more when she finally opened her eyes.

Pecking her nose, Rick pulled back but kept his hands loosely on her waist. "There's something I need to tell you."

Michonne looked at Rick with worry. "What is it? Are you married?" She tried to pull back to remove his hands from her body. She doesn't know what to think if he was married.

Shaking his head and pulling her to him, "No, Pretty Flower. I'm not married. Never have been."

"Then what is it?"

"I know you're Hershel Greene's daughter."

Looking confused, Michonne stated. "Of course, you know that. You were at their party. There were pictures of me everywhere."

"Yes. But there's another reason why you being a Greene is important." Rick sighed and looked directly at Michonne. "I'm Deanna Grimes' son."

Michonne paused for a moment. Rick let her have a moment because it is a little shocking to her. She's sleeping or kissing the enemy. Michonne remembered her conversation with her sisters. Sasha not wanting her to be around Rick at the party. Maggie tells her to be careful and that he was a little dangerous.

"Are you scared of me?" Rick's reputation has gone all around Georgia. He's a ruthless killer. The stories Michonne must have heard about from her parents about not only his misdeeds but his entire family. He imagines that the Greene's told Michonne his entire family was the boogeyman and they need to hate them all.

But Michonne is not scared of him. When she first met him, she felt the opposite of scared. He felt secured and protected. Although Rick was a ruthless man, Michonne understands that he would never hurt her. She knows that she's supposed to hate Rick and his entire family, but given who Rick is to her now, she'd never be able to hate him.

Michonne shook her head in response to his question. "How'd you get into my parent's party?
That part she was curious about. Given their family histories, her father would never invite the Grimes' family to his anniversary party. Even the security was tight that it would have been difficult for Rick to gain entry.

"We snuck in with the waiting staff."

"We?"

"My brothers and two of my friends."

"Well, my sister failed at trying to keep you and other uninvited guests out." She smiles at the thought. Then she remembered that Sasha saw them, and she'd be the main problem with the new relationship and the young adult's parents. "My sisters know you were there. But Sasha saw us dancing. She had tried to keep me away from you."

"Do you think she told anyone?" Rick wanted to know ahead of time any issues that may come about. If Sasha knows about him, maybe her parents know as well. He thinks she'd try to do anything to keep him away from her younger sister.

From what she saw, Sasha didn't get the chance to talk to their parents before they left. They decided to go to on an anniversary honeymoon on some island. "I don't think so. My parents left before she was able to speak to them. But it doesn't matter. I still want to be with you. I don't care what anyone says."

Rick smiled once again, feeling warm at her words. He felt the urge to kiss her again and he did. They made out for a few minutes before they pulled away and continued their 20 questions game. The questions soon turned to silence as Michonne laid on Rick's chest and he wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her to his chest.

Rick rubs his hand up and down her back, he felt Michonne relax into his body. He takes a pick and notices that her eyes are closed and a small smile present on her face. Resting on the wooden railing, Rick decides to rest his eyes as well. The comfortable sound of nature and Michonne's body pressed against him allowed Rick to further relax.

He doesn't know how long they were laying outside, but when Rick opened his eyes, he saw small streams of daylight appearing in the sky. As much as Rick wanted to keep Michonne in his arms, he knows that Michonne must get home before her sisters noticed she never return from their parent's party. Rick also suspects that his phone is possibly filled with texts from Daryl and his brothers wondering where he was at. He needed to get home before his mother, noticed he didn't return with his brothers.

Giving Michonne a quick squeeze, Rick gently woke Michonne up. She stirred a little before turning her face to Rick. Her eyes were heavy with sleep but still gave Rick a tired smile.

"Good morning," She said sleepily.

"Mornin," Rick's deep voice drawled in response.

"I can't believe we stayed out all night." Michonne lifted herself from Rick's chest, stretching her back. Rick watched her every move with a small smile. He wants to wake up to Michonne every morning. Her eyes shined from the rising sun beams. She noticed Rick was staring at her and bowed her head. Looking at Rick from under her eyelashes, "I guess we need to go home now," she said sadly.

Pulling Michonne to him once again, he lifted her face, caressing her cheek and looked her in her eyes. "Yes, but I want to see you again. As soon as possible." Thumbing her bottom sleep swollen lip, he fused his lips with hers. A gentle, sweet closed mouth kiss. Although he wanted more, Rick needed to get Michonne home. Hopefully, he'll get to see her again soon.

Nodding, Michonne gave Rick a smile and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I want that too." Giving Rick a slow peck and gently released his lips, "I don't think I'm doing anything today. How about you?"

Pulling Michonne to his lap with a grip on her plump behind, "Only thing I want to do today is you," he responded. He reaches up as start caressing and nibbling on her neck. Michonne let out a moan and started grinding herself on Rick's lap. He let out a groan in her neck and tighten his grip on her ass. Reluctantly pulling away, he looked into Michonne's eyes once again. "I think I have an idea of what we should do later today."

"What is it?"

"I can't tell you yet. It'll be a surprise."

Michonne gave Rick a pout. "Why can't you tell me now?"

"Because it's a surprise, Pretty Flower." Rick rubbed her back, trying to comfort her. "Don't you want to be surprised?"

"No." Michonne crossed her arms and deepened her pout.

Shaking his head at her antics, Rick pecks her both her cheeks and her pouted lips. "I'm not telling. So, you better stick that lip back in before I bite it."

"Maybe I want you to bite it," Michonne smirked at him. She doesn't want to go just yet. She wants just a few more moments with him.

Rick pushed her up and off his lap. He doesn't want to be tempted into any more trouble with Michonne. "We need to get home, Flower. We can finish this later today." Rick gets up from the wooden floor of the gazebo and picked up his suit jacket. Dusting it off, he rests the jacket over Michonne's shoulders. "I'll need you to be fully rested for later today."

Michonne raised an eyebrow at his last statement. It doesn't seem like she'll be getting any information from Rick about their second date, but she plans on finding out where they'll be going later today. She reached for his hand and let him guide her away from the gazebo and towards their cars.

Once they made it to the parking lot, Rick guided Michonne to his car, rather than her own. She stopped at the passenger side of his car, preventing him from opening the door. "I thought I was going home," she questioned him.

"You are. I just wanted to drive you to make sure you got home safe," he responded, as he reached for her face.

"What about my car? I can't just leave it here." She glanced at the car in question behind Rick as he traps her between the passenger side door and his body. "How will I get it home?"

"Don't worry about it, Flower," cupping her face in his hands. "It'll be in your driveway, later today. I promise."

Michonne looked Rick in his eyes. Although she doesn't suspect that he would lie, she wanted to make sure. She nodded, stepped on the tip of her toes and gave Rick a quick kiss. "Let's go."

Rick opened the door for Michonne and helped her inside. As he entered the car, he noticed that Michonne was resting against the car window. Starting up the car, Rick makes his way to the Greene home. Michonne grabbed Rick's hand and holds it in her lap, as she rests her eyes.

Twenty minutes later, Rick pulled up to the Greene home. The streets were still dead as the sun barely peaked above the horizon. The clock on the dash tells him it's a quarter to 6 in the morning.

Rick pulled up in her driveway. He looks over to Michonne, she fell asleep almost immediately after he began driving. Smiling at her sleeping face, he doesn't want to wake her up, but it'd be better for her to sleep in her own bed. Pulling his hand from her hold, place his hand on her cheek rubbing it to wake her up. Michonne fluttered her eyes open and looked from her house in front of her to Rick.

Giving Rick to a soft smile, "Sorry for falling asleep."

"It's okay, Pretty Flower. Don't worry about it. We've been out all night. You need your rest."

Nodding, "Are you gonna tell me where we're going later today?"

Shaking his head. "Nope. Just be ready around three-thirty. Wear something comfortable too."

"Okay." She rubbed her eyes, tiredly.

"Can I get a kiss before you go," Rick asked.

"Of course, baby," she smiled. She leaned over the console to give Rick a quick kiss. Rather a quick kiss, Rick deepened the kiss by biting her lips, signaling her to open her mouth. She follows his non-verbal request and allowed Rick to dominate their kiss. After a few minutes and a need for air, the pair pulled away slightly but rest their foreheads against one another. "I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you too, Pretty Flower." Pecking her lips. "I'll see you later. Now go inside and get some rest."

She nodded and gave Rick one more kiss before she climbed out of the car. "Bye Rick."

"Bye Pretty Flower."

Michonne closed the door behind her and walked to her front door. Before she entered, Michonne looked back and saw Rick still sitting in her driveway. She gave Rick a wave before going inside her home.

A few moments after Michonne closed the door behind her, Rick pulled out of the driveway and made his way home. Excited about later today, Rick has an idea about where they should go. Hopefully, she'll enjoy the outdoors for a bit. As he made his way home, Rick looked at a series of texts he received from Daryl. He gave him some updates about some drug shipments entering Florida. They made it through the first checkpoint until they are transferred their way into Georgia for distribution. Before he responds, he sends a message to one of his trusted men to go retrieve Michonne's car from Lexington Park and bring it to her home.

The night was starting to catch up to Rick as he pulled up to his parent's home. Rolling his neck, Rick hopped out of his car. He realized he no longer has his suit jacket, but he doesn't worry about it. He doesn't try to sneak into the house, he walks into the home and made it straight to his room. Connecting his phone to the charger and changing his clothes. He notices a text and picture from Michonne.

Last night was wonderful. I can't wait to see you again later. BTW you left your jacket with me. I'll make sure to keep it safe. Sweet Dreams xoxo.

In the picture she sent to Rick, Michonne is no longer wearing her gold dress. Now she was dressed in his jacket only as she made a kissing face. The picture made him hard and need to adjust his dick in his pants. He'll have sweet dreams because she hopes that Michonne will be the main character in them. Although Rick was excited about their second date, his exhaustion outweighed his excitement and fell asleep with thoughts of Michonne on his mind.

Thanks again for reading. There are pics on the AO3 version. Its just pics of the homes and the gazebo:

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