A/N:

I do not own The Walking Dead, or the characters only the plot lines I'm writing here.

Where I'm taking this story: These will be a series of loosely connected one-shots, from different points in time as the group stays in Alexandria. For example, the last chapter took place within a couple weeks into coming to the ASZ, while this takes place about a year from then.

Specifically, I'm focusing on the Richonne relationship and the Grimes family. Definitely will have guest appearances from the others though xD

Not all of the stories will be the same pace or genre, since the timeline jumps all over the place. I hope you guys like it :)

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Michonne pushed the screen door open and leaned out of the house. It was raining, hard. Lightning cracked in the distance, and the sky was filled with deep gray clouds. A year ago, she would have been watching a similar storm from under the leaking roof of a dusty barn, scrambling to collect the water. In the weeks following their journey to Alexandria, Michonne had felt anxiety at the back of her mind whenever there was a rainstorm, as if her conscious had forgotten that they now had running tap water. Rick and Carl had also tended to be more antsy, and she suspected the rest of the group had had similar feelings as well.

They usually tried to avoid talking about the painful road to assimilation in the community during their weekly dinners together.

The powerful rumble of thunder shook her from her thoughts. Michonne glanced around the barren porch, and decided it would need a rocking chair in order to better enjoy afternoons like this. Of course, they would first have to deal with the dry, splintering wood of the porch. As with many small details in Alexandria, it was a work in progress.

Rick's boots were to the left of the door frame, caked with dried mud. Michonne recalled when they had come home last night, she had refused to let him inside until he had taken off the filthy footwear and left them outside. Now, she pulled the boots in front of her and stepped inside them. They were the most convenient thing to keep her feet protected.

She was far too small for the shoes, and they clunked and dragged against the wood as she moved a few steps forward. Michonne let the screen door close behind her and stood on the porch, inhaling the clean smell of the summer rainstorm.

The screen door opened once more behind her, and she turned to see a confused Rick looking at the muddy space where his boots had been, bent at the waist as if he had been reaching for them. He followed the trail of dried, chipped pieces of mud with his eyes, settling on his boots for a moment, travelling up her body, and finally resting on her face.

"I need those." He stated. He straightened and leaned against the door frame. His lips twitched upward and he raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms. Michonne turned fully around to look at him, taking a few steps forward until she was standing in from of him. He took in their proximity with a brief glance.

"That sucks." She replied, a smile pulling at her face. He nodded with exaggerated seriousness, humor glinting in his eyes.

"Sure does." He agreed. He uncrossed his arms, reached forward, and settled his hands at her waist.

"So, how much do you need these boots?" She questioned, and his face broke into a grin as he leaned forward to kiss her. As Michonne closed her eyes, she suddenly felt herself being lifted into the air. The boots slid off of her heels and landed with a thunk on the wood planks of the porch. She felt the smooth hardwood of the living room floor touch the soles of her feet a moment later, and opened her eyes to Rick's triumphant grin.

"A lot." He answered, kissing her briefly before letting her go. He turned, hopping on one foot as he put a boot on the other, bending to tie them on the front porch when he was done. Michonne watched him, the smile never leaving her face.

"You're lucky you're cute." Michonne decided as he straightened.

"Love you, too." He called as he stepped out into the downpour.

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I imagine that as Michonne and Rick relaxed more (and entered into a romantic relationship), that their relationship and interactions would be very playful like this. It's one of the reasons why I ship them :)))

Thanks for reading :) please review, it would mean a lot :p