This story came from a prompt from Tumblr about Michonne being pregnant and Rick getting jealous of Negan during one of his surprise visits. I altered the story a bit but I hope you enjoy it!

Michonne let out a big sigh as she plopped down on the couch and started to rub her belly. Her very pregnant belly. She remembered how during her pregnancy with Andre, she wasn't always so tired like she was now. Then again, she wasn't carrying twins back then.

She had just begun to shut her eyes when she heard someone rushing down the stairs.

"Mom, I'm going to be late for practice," Judith shouted as she raced to put on her shoes.

"Baby it's okay if you're a little late. I'm sure Father Gabriel will understand."

"No he won't mom. He said I'm going to be a leader just like you and leaders aren't late," protested Judy.

"I'll walk you to battle practice and explain to Gabriel myself, how about that?" Michonne asked her precocious 5-year-old.

Though they weren't related by blood, Judith Grimes had grown to be the exact replica of her mother, right down to the katana and strong spirit.

As they walked hand-in-hand down the streets of their community, Michonne couldn't help but reminisce about how far they've come since arriving in Alexandria.

It seemed like light years ago that they fought off a herd, defeated the Saviors, and started building a life here. Alexandria had since grown into a thriving farming community with fresh crops, expanded acres, and even some farm animals. The food they grew often got traded for other goods from places like the Hilltop, Kingdom, and a dozen more communities in their network. Rick was right, he and Michonne had reorganized the world together and built a future for their kids.

Michonne was brought back to the present moment when she felt Judith let go of her hand and run towards her father who was walking towards them.

"Whoa hey sweetheart. What's the rush?," asked Rick as Judith gave him a quick hug then rushed off to the back of the church for battle practice.

Laughing, Michonne answered, "She has this new thing for promptness. Apparently leaders are never late."

Wrapping his arms around Michonne, Rick asked, "And how are you doing this afternoon Mrs. Grimes? Are Micah and Hope behaving?"

"Never. They are your kids after all..." she smiled and gave him several soft kisses, having missed him earlier that morning before he headed to work.

"Oh sure. When they get rambunctious all of a sudden they are my kids," Rick teased and kissed her belly. "I do have to say I hope they look exactly like you. Just gorgeous and beautiful no matter the circumstances."

Michonne couldn't help it. No matter how corny Rick was getting, she couldn't help but smile at her husband of four years. He was still the sweet, charming, and gentle sheriff that she first met outside of the prison gates. Although he had developed a hard, impenetrable shell to the outside world, with Michonne and the kids, he was putty.

Their hugging and banter was interrupted by the front gate opening. Two familiar trucks rolled in as Rick and Michonne walked closer.

"Rick, how's it going?" asked Dwight as he exited the truck with two other men. "Hey Michonne," he greeted quickly with a smile. Dwight quickly went to the back of the truck and began to unload crates of clothes and toiletries. Michonne smiled when she saw an abundant amount of toothpaste. Developing a trading deal with the other communities was definitely a great idea.

"Doing good Dwight. Didn't realize it was time for trading already. Give us a few minutes and we'll get some fresh crops to you shortly," Rick said. "How are things at the Sanctuary?"

"Good. Hey, we're in kind of a hurry to get back so why don't I just swing by tomorrow and get the crops then," Dwight suggested.

Rick narrowed his eyes, wondering why Dwight was acting so weird, "Why are you in such a hurry? Usually you guys have time to talk and rest a little..."

"It's cause he doesn't want you to see me," interrupted a voice that still made Rick shake with anger. He watched as Negan stepped out of the second truck and walk towards them. "How you doing Ricky Dicky? Miss me already?"

Rick instinctively balled his hands into fists and stepped in front of Michonne. "Negan what the hell are you doing here?"

"Relax Rick," Negan said as he held his hands up. "I come in peace. I'm rehabilitated. A brand new man and all that."

Dwight quickly stepped between the two men and pushed Negan back a bit. He turned to Rick, "Listen, I know he's not suppose to be here but we ran into some problems and were short a man on this run. He'll be out of your hair soon as we get this truck unloaded."

Rick glared at Dwight but quickly turned his disdain towards Negan again. He hated seeing Negan in Alexandria, in the place that he tried to burn down just a few years ago. Though Negan had paid his dues in jail time, to Rick it wasn't enough. He would have killed him on the street had it not been for Michonne and Maggie counseling him to show the people what the new world meant. Though Rick was lenient, he still was waiting for the day when Negan broke his probation so he could take care of it once and for all.

Yet here he was. In Alexandria where he was forbidden to be. Negan's punishment included never leaving the Sanctuary. And with all of the Saviors backing Dwight instead of Negan, it was punishment enough for his ego.

"Yeah, we'll be out of your precious town in no time," Negan smiled.

"Alright that's enough Negan," said Dwight. "You know what'll happen if you get out of line."

Negan held his hands up in surrender and leaned against the truck as Rick and Dwight began to discuss their deal. He took a look around at the idealistic town that he hated so much. It reminded him of his life before the turn. Clean homes, nice lawns, friendly neighbors. It made him sick.

His eyes stopped on Michonne and he couldn't help but stare. She looked like a goddamn dream standing in the sunlight, hair in a bun, white dress, hands on her swollen belly. Rick was a damn lucky man for finding someone like her.

"You got something to say?" Michonne asked him directly.

"Nope. Just admiring your beauty," Negan answered. "You know I'm surprised ole Rick here hasn't erected a giant statue of you yet. You're the goddamn Queen of the Apocalypse after all."

Michonne gave him a small smile. She had to keep reminding herself to give him a chance, especially since there were many times he had the opportunity to kill her when she was his hostage during the war. But he never actually did harm her. In fact, he went to great lengths to ensure that she was taken care of.

"You know if you were my wife," Negan continued, "I'd make sure you had a whole army of people waiting on you hand and foot. You wouldn't have to lift a finger."

"If I were your wife, you'd be dead," she countered with a smirk.

As Negan gave a boisterous laugh at her comeback, Rick looked over and examined the two. He felt a wave of jealousy and anger go through him at the sight of his wife laughing with another man. Rick knew he had nothing to be worried about but with Negan, he wasn't taking any chances. He walked over, put a protective arm around his Michonne's waist and asked, "Everything going okay here?"

"Everything's good honey."

"Yeah everything's great honey," Negan teased. "I was just telling Mich here how great she looked being all pregnant and shit."

Rick felt himself flinch at the nickname. "Is that so?"

"Yeah. You should consider yourself a lucky man finding a woman like her. She clearly is way out of your league."

Rick felt himself take a step towards Negan when Dwight said, "Alright let's pack it up and head out guys."

"Michonne, it's been a pleasure. Rick, you're looking a little pudgy there. Lighten up on the Twinkies," winked Negan when he got into the car.

As the trucks rolled out of the gate, Rick felt Michonne wrap her arms around his waist from behind. "Aw I like that you're getting a little chubby," she teased.

"I'm not getting chubby. And you're awfully friendly with a man who wanted to take everything away from us," Rick turned around to face her.

"Don't be like that baby. You know I'm just trying to be diplomatic."

Rick sighed, "I know. I just hate the way he's always sweet talking and hitting on you."

"Oh please. He only does that to get under your skin. Plus I look like a whale carrying these twins, nobody's going to find that attractive."

"Oh on the contrary Mrs. Grimes. I find it very sexy that you're pregnant with my babies," Rick said as his hands began to lower to cup her ass.

"Is that right Mr. Grimes? I guess you'll just have to show me how sexy you think I am," Michonne said as she gave Rick a deep kiss. Moaning as she pulled away, Michonne pressed their foreheads together and said, "I will always have only eyes for you Rick Grimes. You're my husband, friend, and soul mate. No matter what, you're stuck with me."

With a laugh Rick said, "Always."