Chapter 9:
"What's next on the mission Michonne?" Carl asked excitedly. As usual he was up early and so was Michonne as Rick slept. And now they were both on super-secret mission to clean the kitchen.
"Okay, so we've completed the mission of cleaning the dishes so now we have to work on our next one are you ready Carl Grimes?" She asked pointing a finger at him and squinting as she talked to him at eye level, her voice serious as if cleaning the kitchen was of utmost importance.
"Yes I'm ready!" Carl replied excitedly as he bounced on his heels.
"Okay, the next mission is to clean the table. But! There is a laser grid you have to move through and a shark pit you have to jump over!" Michonne said pointing out to the space between them and table.
Carl gasped, "a shark pit?!"
Michonne nodded, "Mhm, do you think you can handle it?" She asked raising an eyebrow at him.
Carl thought for a moment and then nodded excitedly. "Yes I can!"
"Alright Grimes Godspeed and good luck." She said, seriously with a short nod and a handshake.
Carl returned her nod and then looked out to the kitchen, seriously as if he was scanning the landscape and attempting to figure out his best plan. After a moment he began slowly walking through the kitchen, bending backwards and forwards, squatting low to the ground and jumping. When he made it to the location of their shark pit he paused and then did as big as a leap his small legs can do, stopping right in front of the kitchen table. He turned to Michonne and grinned widely.
Michonne smiled and clapped, "Woo! Carl Grimes does it again! He's amazing! He's unstoppable! Is there anything he can't do?" Michonne said excitedly as she walked over to him a sponge and some paper towels in her hand.
Carl smiled happily as Michonne wiped down the table and he dried it after her. "Dad never made cleaning this much fun!"
"That's cause he's just not as cool as us." Michonne said as she flipped her locs that were up in a high ponytail and smiled widely.
"Oh really?" Rick asked with a smirk as he leaned against his kitchen entrance.
"Dad!" Carl said running over to his dad and giving him a hug. "'Michonne and I were cleaning and it was soooo much fun!"
Rick raised an eyebrow and glanced over at Michonne, "cleaning was fun?"
Michonne nodded, "someone has to keep this place neat Rocky" she said with a smirk.
Rick looked down at Carl, "you ready to start cleaning the whole house son?" He asked with a raised eyebrow
"As long as I can do it with Michonne!" Carl said happily.
Rick smiled and raised an eyebrow at Michonne. She shrugged, "what can I say Rocky I'm a great influence on the kids."
Rick chuckled lightly and looked down at his son, "did you eat breakfast?" Carl nodded. "Alright would you mind taking a break from cleaning so maybe we can go to the park?"
Carl nodded excitedly, "I'll go change!" He said as he ran off to his room.
Once Carl had left the kitchen Rick walked over to Michonne and wrapped his arms behind her as she was cleaning the stovetop, giving her light kisses on the neck.
"Now Rocky you know it's too early to be sappy." Said Michonne with a smirk as she continued to clean.
"Mhm…" Rick said as he continued to kiss her neck.
"You're annoying…" Michonne said with a small smile.
"Carl likes you, you know what that means?" Rick said in between kissing her neck.
"That you can win him over with some comics and putting him on secret missions to clean the kitchen?" Michonne said as she turned to face him.
Rick smiled widely at her, "that you gotta stick around. He's gonna be asking about you whenever you aren't here."
"I guess I can come over and visit him…" Michonne said with a shrug and a small smile.
"Just him?" Rick asked with smirk as he leaned in kissed her gently, slipping his tongue into her mouth, dancing with hers.
Michonne smiled as they kissed and she wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing herself into him.
"Dad! I can't find my sneakers!" Carl shouted from upstairs effectively halting Rick and Michonne's kissing.
Rick pulled away slightly and sighed, pressing her forehead against her. Michonne chuckled lightly, "Your son is calling you."
Rick smiled lightly at her, "just him?" He asked repeating his previous question to her
"Dad!" Carl called out to his father again.
Michonne chuckled again as Rick pulled away from her. She shrugged, "I don't know maybe there is some other guy but you know…" She said playfully as she smiled.
Rick smiled at her as he began to exit the kitchen walking backwards, "I heard that other guy is pretty great."
"Da-"
"I'm coming Carl!" Rick responded as he shook his head and turned making his way up the stairs.
Michonne laughed lightly as she watched him go.
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After about an hour of everyone getting ready and packing a few snacks and some drinks Carl, Rick and Michonne were walking over to the park. Carl was out in front, leading the way as Rick and Michonne were a few feet behind him their hands brushing together every now and then. They were silent as they walked, sharing small glances every now and then.
"I gotta call my mom." Michonne said with a sigh after some time.
"What for?" Rick asked as they walked.
Michonne sighed again, "The whole reason Mike was here is because she told him where I was. I guess they've kept in contact after I left. I gotta talk to her before Mike does cause then I'm sure I won't ever hear the end of it." There was a pause as they caught up with Carl at a crosswalk and they crossed the street together. Once they were safely across Carl regained the lead on them. "How bad was he? Once you were done with him?" Michonne asked.
Rick sighed, "his nose might be broken…he may also have some sore ribs cause he fell down your stairs."
Michonne sighed and folded her arms over her chest as they stopped walking again. They began walking and Carl's pace quickly went from a brisk walk to a run as they made it to the entrance of the park.
"Carl!" Rick called out to his son, causing Carl to turn to him. "Stay where you can see us. We'll be right over here." Rick said as he pointed to a nearby bench.
"Okay dad!" Carl said as he ran off to the monkey bars.
Michonne and Rick sat down on a bench as Rick continued their conversation. "Look, I didn't push him down the stairs he just fell back...after I punched him."
Michonne pursed her lips together, both their gazes fixed on Carl as he ran around the park, "I appreciate you kicking his ass but you couldn't just give the man a black eye?"
"We should be glad I left it at a broken nose." Rick replied in a matter of fact tone.
Michonne nodded a bit, "you're right."
"He's a lawyer too?" Rick asked.
"Yup."
"...you think he'll press charges?" Rick asked, now looking over at her as he furrowed his brow.
There was a pause as Michonne thought. Finally she let out a large sigh and a shrug, "I don't know Rick. Before all of this I would say no. But I don't know."
Rick looked at her for a moment and then returned his eyes back to Carl. "Yeah maybe you should talk to your mom first."
Michonne sighed and nodded, "Yup." She responded.
After several minutes of silence Rick turned to her again, scanning her face as she looked out. While the park wasn't filled with kids there were still a good amount running around. "I should've asked you if you were okay with coming here…"
"I'm fine."
"You could have stayed at home if you wanted."
"And then you'll have to answer a million and one questions from Carl about why I stayed home so why not go?" She glanced over at him, noticing how he was staring at her with the look he sometimes wore when he was around her. As if he was trying to decipher every word she said and figure out the meaning behind it. "Stop staring." She said with a sigh.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
"Rocky you know if didn't want to come here I wouldn't have come. I'm not 100% I don't know when I will be." She glanced over at him and then back at her view of the park. "But…this is me trying. You don't need to watch over me like I'm gonna break at any moment. I'm okay."
Rick stared at her for another few minutes before turning back to Carl, "just let me know when you aren't."
Michonne nodded, "I will."
After several minutes of silence Carl ran over to them. "I'm hungry!" He announced once he was in front of them.
Rick laughed lightly and pulled out a packed sandwich from Michonne's large bag and handed it to his son. Carl sat himself in between them and ate happily as he swung his legs. Once he was done he jumped off the bench, "Bye!" He said excitedly as he ran off.
"Carl!" Rick called to him, causing his son to turn back to him.
"20 more minutes!"
Carl sighed and pouted slightly but didn't protest before running back in the direction of park.
"We could have stayed longer." Michonne said after a moment, glancing over at Rick.
"We can go." Rick responded.
Michonne sighed and rolled her eyes, "you're annoying."
Rick smirked a bit and nodded, he let his hand rest on top of hers. "I know."
After 20 more minutes of running around Carl joined Rick and Michonne back on their bench, they gathered their things and exited, with Carl walking in the middle of them. "Can you tell me more about what my dad was like when he was younger?" Carl asked after some silence.
Michonne smiled to herself, "He was a dork."
"Why am I always the dork here?" Rick asked.
Michonne smiled, 'Because you were! And he was super annoying."
Carl laughed as Rick rolled his eyes, "What did he do that was annoying?"
"Well he would always talk to me in class!"
"You talked back!" Rick recalled.
"Yes I did but who would get in trouble? Not your dad it was me. So I would always go to detention because your dad just couldn't stop talking."
Rick chuckled as he recalled the way Michonne would always glare at him when she got detention. "But I would always wait for you."
Michonne smiled softly and nodded, "He did. And he would always have some chocolate to butter me up. But guess what?"
Carl looked up at her, wanting her story to continue, "What?"
"He would just get me in trouble the next day! Annoying." Michonne said pointing to Rick with a smirk.
Rick chuckled again, "Son if you ever make a girl mad just bring her some chocolate and all will be forgiven."
"Or just don't make her mad." Michonne said with a raised eyebrow.
Rick laughed, "Or that."
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11 years earlier
Michonne was exiting school, her second detention of the week thanks to Rick. He had made a joke in class about their teacher and a loud laugh from Michonne gained her a detention slip. Her textbooks were pressed against her as she left the school, wondering what excuse she should think of to tell her parents as to why she had once again stayed late at school.
"Hey girl." Rick said with a grin as he leaned against his car that was parked right in front of school.
Michonne sighed and rolled her eyes, "I'm mad at you." She said as she began walking away from him and towards home.
Rick followed behind her, "It's not my fault you laughed!"
Michonne stopped walking and turned to him, glaring, and then continued walking faster than before.
Rick sighed and followed after her again, "I've got something for you…." Rick said before digging in his backpack and pulling out her favorite, a big cat bar, with a grin.
Michonne glanced at him and sighed before snatching the chocolate bar out of his hand. "...I'm still mad at you." She said as she began to unwrap the candy.
Rick grinned, wrapping his arm around her waist, kissing her lightly on the cheek. "I promise not to get you in trouble again."
"That's what you said last time…" Michonne said in between bites of her chocolate.
"Yes but this time I mean it."
"You also said that last time." Michonne said with a smirk as she crumbled up her wrapper and finished her chocolate bar.
"Were you hungry?" Rick asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Shut up." Michonne said as she laughed and lightly hit his arm.
Rick stopped walking and looked back at his car, "Can I give you a ride home?"
"I'm just a few blocks away Rick."
"Yeah but my car is 2 blocks away." Rick said with a smile.
Michonne sighed, "Fine. But you owe me another chocolate bar."
Rick grinned as they turned and began walking back to their car "Deal."
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Present Day
"Dad can I go read comics now?" Carl asked once they were back at home.
"Go son." Rick responded with a soft smile as Carl ran up the stairs before the sentence could finish. "...wash your hands!" Rick called out after a moment. He heard a click of a door and sighed, realizing Carl's hands were gonna go unwashed for now.
Michonne chuckled a bit as she sat on his couch, "I don't think he washed his hands Rocky."
"Yeah I don't think so either…" Rick said with a smirk as he sat next to her. They fell into silence until Rick broke it, "you sure you okay?" He asked.
"Rick…" She started.
"I just want to make sure." He responded.
A pause. "Rick I don't want you asking me every day if I'm okay." Michonne said turning to him.
He squinted at her, "why?"
"When my kid died I got asked that every day and I'm tired of it." She said softly with a shrug, "I just...Rick I was a mess in front of you. I'm never like that. With anyone. I didn't have to tell you about Mike coming but I did. You know why?" She continued as he gave her a small shake of the head, "because I think I'm okay with not being okay when I'm with you. And I wasn't before and I get that. But now you can stop asking cause you'll know when I'm not okay...okay?" She said with a gentle smile.
Rick smiled sheepishly and then leaned in to give her a gentle kiss on the lips. "Okay." He said softly once he pulled away from her.
"Good...now stop being annoying." Michonne said with a smirk.
Rick grinned widely at her as he pulled her closer to him, kissing her gently again as he gripped her waist. He smiled when he felt a hand rest on his chest. As they kissed his tongue danced with hers and he pulled her onto his lap, lightly playing with the bottom of her shirt.
"Dad can you-" Carl stopped once he got the living room entrance way and seeing his dad and his "friend" now kissing. Michonne quickly pulled away at hearing Carl's voice, practically jumping off of Rick's lap and onto the other side of the couch.
"What are you doing?" Carl asked squinting at them as he tilted his head.
"Uh…" Rick said as he tried to think of something to tell his son as his face began to turn red.
"You gotta get the kid some bells Rocky fucking hell…" Michonne mumbled as her head was now buried in her hands.
"Dad?" Carl asked as he made his way over to them, still curious as to what was happening.
"Uh…" Rick started again, "son well…" He said as Carl planted himself in front his father. "Michonne and I...are together…"
Carl squinted, still not quite understanding. "Dad we're all together." He said, folding his arms as if it was obvious.
Michonne groaned, annoyed at Rick that he was bouncing around the subject. She dropped her hands from her face and looked at Carl. "Carl, your father and I are in a relationship. Like...we date, we kiss sometimes, we hold hands sometimes. That sort of thing."
Carl thought for a moment as he took in Michonne's words, "so...you like each other?" He said glancing at Rick and then Michonne.
Michonne glanced over at Rick, who seemed to still be recovering from his embarrassment. "Yes Carl, we like each other….even if he is a dork." Michonne said breaking out into a smile.
Carl smiled widely and nodded, accepting her explanation, "are you going to get married now?"
Michonne's eyes widen at the idea of marriage and she shot a look over to Rick to indicate it was his turn to take over the conversation.
"Uh no Carl we aren't getting married before you get married to someone you have to date them." Rick said, he glanced over at Michonne who nodded at his response.
Carl thought for a moment and nodded again, "okay!"
Rick let out a sigh as his son approved of his relationship with Michonne, "okay, so any more questions?"
Carl shook his head and then changed his mind nodding instead, "Dad can you help me reach a book in my room?" He asked, returning to his previous question that was his whole reason for coming downstairs in the first place.
Rick chuckled and nodded as he got up, "yeah, come on son." He said, ruffling his son's hair. He shared a glance with Michonne and a smile before making his way upstairs.
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After grabbing that book for Carl and eventually helping him with some homework, Rick was now downstairs preparing dinner for them as Michonne was upstairs. She sighed and opened her phone and placed it to her ear, waiting for her mother, Beverly, to pick up.
"Hey mom." She said after a few rings.
"Michonne." Her mother responded in a dry tone, clearly a genetic trait. It was obvious in her greeting that she already heard about what had happened from Mike's point of view.
Michonne sighed, 'What did you hear?"
"That Mike was trying to talk to you and he got attacked by some guy." Beverly responded.
"He wasn't some guy mom it was Rick. You remember him right?"
"Rick Grimes?! Well what is he doing beating up men? Last I heard he got married." Beverly wondered.
"He did. But he's divorced now...And we started talking again."
"...Oh have we?" She responded curiously.
Michonne rolled her eyes and sighed, "Yes mom."
"And have you been doing anything else besides talking?"
"Oh my god mom!" Michonne said with a groan.
Her mother chuckled, "sorry! I had to ask you know you were just smitten about that boy."
"Yeah, yeah I know. Can we go back to the topic at hand?" Michonne said with a sigh as she tried to redirect the conversation away from her and Rick.
"I'm listening."
"So, Mike came here and he was being a…" She paused, thinking of a word to accurately describe him without cursing. "...look mom he was being a piece of shit okay?" She heard her mom sigh but she continued. "Since I didn't want to go back to New York he asked for my kid's things mom...and I'm not giving him his stuff so I was upset and yelling at him and Rick heard me and he came over and they fought I didn't see what happened."
"Mom?" Michonne asked after several minutes of silence passed.
"I'm here." Beverly said with a sigh. "So he asked for Andres things?"
"Yes."
"He didn't tell me he was going to do that."
"That's cause he's an asshole mom." Pause. "Sorry." Michonne said after cursing again.
"Should I talk to him?" Her mother asked.
"No just leave him….listen did he say anything about pressing charges on rick or suing him for like medical bills or something?" Michonne asked.
After a moment her mother sighed, "I think he was bouncing around the idea of suing for medical expenses, his nose was broken."
Michonne sighed and put her head in her hand, "fuck."
"Language miss." Her mother responded.
"Sorry, sorry!" Michonne sighed again, "do you know if he's still down here?"
"I believe so. You're going to try to talk him out of it aren't you?"
"I'm gonna have to." She said with another sigh. As she was on the phone she heard Rick call from downstairs.
"Boss! Dinner is ready!" He shouted.
"Mom I'll talk to you later okay? Rick made some dinner."
"Oh so he's cooking for you too?" Her mother asked, and Michonne could hear the smirk in her voice.
"Bye mom!" Michonne said quickly hanging up before her mother can continue.
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Once dinner was done Carl sat in the living room playing as Michonne and Rick cleaned up. "I called my mom." Michonne said as she handed off newly washed dishes to Rick for him to dry.
"How was it?" He asked.
"It was okay I guess." She paused before continuing. "There's a chance Mike may be suing you."
"What?!" Rick asked, his brow furrowing as he squinted at Michonne. He turned off the running water thinking he may have misheard.
Michonne sighed and turned the water back on, "I don't want your son to hear. But my mom said he has a broken nose and so he may try to ask you to pay for his medical bills."
Rick sighed and ran a hand through his hair, "If he sues how much would it be?"
"I don't know." Michonne said with a shrug, "If it needs surgery it could be over 8,000 dollars…."
Rick groaned, "Jesus Christ. Doesn't he have health insurance?" He muttered as he ran his hands over his face.
"I know he does but he's being spiteful." Pause. "I'll talk to him." Michonne calmly said.
"The last time you talked to him he was an asshole."
"Yeah and it probably won't be any different but I'm still gonna do it." Michonne said with a one shoulder shrug.
"Boss…"
"Rocky." Michonne said with a raised eyebrow.
"At least let me be there."
"No." Michonne said as she moved to start washing pots.
"Michonne."
"Rick, the last time you were there he got a broken nose and now you may be owing him upwards of 8,000 dollars and we're lucky that he isn't pressing charges on you. You can't be there. I know him. I'll see if maybe he can change his mind. Did you forget I'm a lawyer too?" She asked as she cleaned her voice gentle but firm in her decision.
After some silence she finally turned off the water and turned to him, "It'll be fine, Rick." She said softly as she grabbed her hand.
"If he doesn't change his mind?" Rick asked.
"Then you'll be okay." Michonne said smilingly softly as she then gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek.
Rick flushed slightly and smiled at her kiss. He wrapped his arms around her waist and laid a soft kiss on her lips.
"Careful Rocky, before Carl walks in on us again." Michonne said with a smirk.
Rick grinned widely and kissed her again before pulling away from her lips. "Carl! It's time to get ready for bed!"
"But dad!" Carl protested from the living room.
"No but's! Start getting ready upstairs I'll be there in a minute!"
They heard a sigh from Carl but it was followed by a small steps going upstairs.
Michonne chuckled a bit, "You're such a kill joy!"
Rick grinned and kissed her again, slipping his tongue into her mouth for a moment and the pulling away. "I think we need some private time…"
Michonne rolled her eyes but smiled as she broke from his grasp, "Go handle your kid and we'll see what private time you can get it."
"Mhm…" Rick said with a smirk as he walked backwards in order to look at her as he exited the kitchen.
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Michonne was in bed reading with her hair piled into a high bun as Rick entered the room. She smirked when she heard the door lock behind him but kept her eyes on the book. "Boss…." Rick said as he drawled out her nickname as he slipped into bed next to her. He began lightly kissing and sucking her neck.
Michonne smirked, lightly tilting her chin up so he had more access to his neck but she continued to look down. "Stop being so horny Rocky."
Rick smiled widely as he continued to suck on her neck, he brought one arm around her waist and slid his hand down the oversize shirt she wore to bed and he trailed his hand under her shirt, lightly tracing his fingers over her stomach.
"I have to work tomorrow and you're gonna give me a hickey Rocky…" Michonne said with a half-smile on her face as she closed her book, placing it on the night stand. She then ran her hands through his hair.
Rick smiled as she put away her book, focusing her attention on him. He pulled her over so she was in the middle of the bed. He straddled her so her legs were between his and he pulled her shirt off of her so she was sitting under him in only her underwear. He leaned down and kissed her deeply as his hand trailed up to her breasts, lightly playing with them as they kissed.
He smiled as he kissed her when he heard a small moan escape her. He pulled away and trailed his lips down her jaw, neck, clavicle, stopping to mimic the way he sucked on her neck a few minutes ago to now do so on her breast. He could feel Michonne's hand run through his hair. He trailed one hand down and gently began rubbing her folds through her underwear. He smiled when he heard another moan escape her.
He continued to gently rub her folds as he pulled away from her breast, leaving a faint hickey right above her nipple. He trailed his tongue down her body, stopping when he got to the lace trim of her underwear. He moved back slightly and began lightly kissing her through her quickening dampening underwear.
"Rick…" Michonne moaned quietly as her fingers ran through his curls.
Rick smiled as he heard his name and pulled her underwear to the side. He began to gently lick her folds and he continued when he could feel a tug on his hair and soft moans. He darted his tongue in and out of her as he began to rub her with his thumb.
"Rick…" She moaned again, a little louder than before with her eyes now closed.
"Shh…" Rick said with a smirk as he continued. He could feel her body tense and her breathing quicken as she came, making sure to taste all of her as she did so.
"Fuck...Rick…" She moaned as she roughly pulled his hair in order to get him stop. "You need to stop or you're gonna have to explain sex real soon to your kid." She finally said once he was looking up at her with a wide toothed grin.
Rick smiled and moved back up to give her a deep kiss on the lips. He slid down her underwear and released himself from his pants, slipping his dick into her without missing a beat. He wrapped his arms under her and breathed into her neck as he groaned, giving her slow, deep strokes.
"Ohh...my god…" Michonne moaned softly with her arms wrapped around his lower back.
Rick roughly kissed her neck as he thrusted into her quickening his pace as he began to feel scratches being made on his back.
"Rick…" Michonne moaned out again.
"Jesus…" Rick mumbled into her neck as he thrusted into her as he felt her tighten and heard soft gasps come from her. He could feel her coming and as soon as he did he did the same releasing into her. They stayed in the same position for several minutes as they regained their composure before he slipped out of her and fell to the side of her. He pulled her into him and gently kissed her shoulder.
Michonne smiled softly, resting her hand on top of his hand. She closed her eyes for a moment before their silence was broken.
"Did Andre look like you?" Rick asked quietly.
Michonne sighed, "Rick."
"Just little bit of the weight boss…" He said, gently.
After moment of silence Michonne began to talk, "I think he looked like me. He had my eyes and lips. But he had his dad's nose and face shape." She smiled softly to herself as she thought about it. "Yeah he looked like me…" She concluded.
Rick smiled lightly and gently kissed her on the lips, "Thank you."
"One of these days I'll show you a picture of him."
"I would love that."
Michonne smiled a bit, "I know." She said as she turned to her side so they were spooning. "Go to bed rocky."
Rick chuckled a bit and kissed her shoulder once more, "Goodnight boss."
A/N: Okay, question. I'm from NYC where we call our sidewalks blocks do people in other places call their sidewalks the same thing? As I was writing the flashback I couldn't figure it out and google was no help lol. I've been out of state before but let's be real here I don't talk to the local's lol. Anywhooo, thanks for liking the last two chapters you guys are too sweet! I think this chapter was much needed after the other ones haha. If you didn't like those chapters my bad lol maybe you liked this one better? Who knows man. As always thank you for the faves/follows/reviews. :)