Chapter 12:

Rick was sitting in the office of the new sheriff he worked under since going on leave. He had been on leave for 4 months and now he felt ready to come back to work. He wasn't perfect and he understood that he would probably wouldn't be starting off in the field right away and he was sure he wouldn't be a sheriff right away either but he would even take office work. After talking to Michonne about it she had motivated him to go meet with his sheriff and ask if he could return. So here he was currently waiting for his boss to enter.

"Grimes." The sheriff said as he entered. Rick rose and the two men shook hands. "So, what is it that you had to talk me about?" He asked as both of them sat down, facing each other from across the desk.

"Well Sheriff Brady I wanted to ask you if I could return to the force." Rick said.

"...And why should you return to the force Grimes?"

"Well uh...my temper is now more under control then before."

"Mhm…" The sheriff nodded as Rick spoke, listening intently.

"And uh...I think I'm ready to finally change this reputation I created for myself…"

"Mhm…"

"And I understand that I would have to be doing desk work for a while and that's fine just as long as I'm working again...I really would like to get back onto the force sir." Rick said in conclusion.

There was silence as his sheriff took in this information. "You want to get back to work, Grimes?" The sheriff asked.

"Yes sir."

"And you're willing to do desk work for a while?"

"Yes sir."

"When was the last time you got into an altercation?"

"Uh, maybe a month or two ago sir."

"Why?" Asked the sheriff.

"Excuse me sir?" Rick asked, squinting over at his sheriff and shifting in his seat a bit.

"Why did you get into a fight? Was it because someone looked at you the wrong way or was it a legitimate reason?"

Rick paused for a moment. "The ex of the woman I'm seeing came over to her home. He made her upset so we got into a fight." Rick swallowed after responding, unsure of what his sheriff would think of his answer.

The sheriff nodded thoughtfully, "And this woman is important to you?"

Rick nodded, "She is sir. The reason I'm here in fact."

The sheriff nodded and thought for a few more moments before standing up. "Welcome back to the force Grimes." He said with a smile, reaching his hand across the table.

Rick smiled widely and nodded, shaking his hand. "Thank you sir."

"Thank you Grimes. You were good on the force we've missed you. It's good to have you back."

"It's good to be back sir." Rick responded with a smile.

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Meanwhile at Michonne's home

Since Rick was meeting with his sheriff Michonne had the responsibility of watching Carl once he came home from school. She had picked him up from the bus stop and now they were in her home, just finishing up some of his homework. "When will dad be home?" Carl asked as he closed his notebook.

"What? Am I not fun enough?" Michonne asked pretending to be upset, putting a hand to her chest and her mouth falling open.

Carl laughed, "You are! But he also said he would be bringing pizza home."

Michonne chuckled a bit and nodded, "You're right, pizza is pretty good. Maybe 15 more minutes."

Carl nodded, swinging his legs in silence for a moment. "Do you have pictures of my dad when he was young?"

"You wanna see him in his full dorkiness?" Michonne asked with a smile.

"Yes!" Carl responded excitedly.

Michonne chuckled at his excitement and nodded, "Okay, give me 2 minutes I'll be right back." She got up and went up her stairs and after a few minutes she came back down with a medium sized box. "Alright, so are you sure you're ready for this?" Michonne asked him seriously as if there were great secrets held in this box. Carl nodded happily as Michonne opened the box. She grabbed a yearbook that was on top and flipped opened the pages. "So, this is your dad in high school." Michonne said pointing to a black and white yearbook photo of Rick, he had a little bit of stubble, and his curls seemed to lay perfect, and he was a wearing a suit with a bow tie.

"Wow, he looks old now!" Carl said as he closely examined the picture.

Michonne laughed, "Yeah he's not as young as he used to be. Want to see some more?"

"Yes!" Carl said as he finished examining the picture.

Michonne chuckled and turned a few pages in the yearbook, stopping on the various sports team. She scanned the photos until she got to the baseball team and she pointed out Rick again. "You're dad tell you he did baseball in high school?"

Carl nodded happily, "Yup!"

"He was pretty good, you know. I think he won most valuable player this year."

"Did you ever see him play?"

"Yeah, I tried to make it as many times as I could. He always won when I was there." Michonne said with a smile.

"You were good luck!" Carl said with a gasp as if Michonne was now magical.

Michonne laughed and nodded, "Your dad use to say the same thing."

"When I start playing baseball can you come to my games too?" Carl asked.

"Of course I will." Michonne said with a smile.

There was a knock on the door and Carl jumped up to answer it, now comfortable in doing so in Michonne's home. He swung open the door and smiled when he saw Rick holding a box of pizza in his hands. "Dad! Michonne, dad is here! And he brought pizza!" He said excitedly.

Rick chuckled as he entered the home, "Do you only care about the pizza, Carl?"

"Yes!" He said, happily as he took the pizza box from his dad and brought it into the kitchen.

Rick laughed lightly and smiled when he saw Michonne sitting on the couch. "Hey boss."

"Rocky." Michonne said with a smile.

Rick walked over to and leaned down, giving her several light kisses on the lips. "Guess what?" He asked her.

"You got your job back?"

"I got my job back." Rick said with a wide smile.

Michonne smiled widely and gave him a few more gentle kisses on the lips. "Good, I was getting tired of seeing you every day."

"Um can you guys pleaseeeeee stop kissing so we can eat pizza?" Carl said impatiently.

Rick chuckled and nodded and turned to Carl, "I'll be right there son." He turned back to Michonne, "You want some food?"

Michonne shook her head, "No, I'm okay not much of an appetite today."

"What's wrong?" Rick asked his concern starting to show again.

"Nothing."

"Michonne."

"Rocky, I'm fine. I felt a little sick this morning but it's passed I just don't want to eat anything." She assured him with a smile.

Rick squinted at her but nodded, "You sure?"

"Daddddd! I think I'm dying of hunger!" Carl shouted over at the.

Michonne laughed at Carl, "Go feed your son. I'm okay." She said with a smile.

Rick nodded, "Alright, but I'm going to bring over some medicine."

"Rick."

"I will." Rick said with a nod as he finally left the living room and walked over to Carl in the kitchen.

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A few hour later

"I was showing Carl some pictures of you earlier…" Michonne said as Rick entered the bedroom, with a towel wrapped around him and his curls wet and sticking on his forehead as he had just gotten out of the shower.

"You saved pictures of me?" Rick asked with a raised eyebrow and a grin.

Michonne rolled her eyes, "It was from our yearbook Rocky, calm down."

Rick chuckled as he slipped on a pair of a sweatpants. He laid next to Michonne and wrapped an arm around her. "What pictures did you show him?"

"Your yearbook photo, the one with you and the baseball team…"

"No wonder he was talking a lot about baseball today." Rick said with a realization.

Michonne chuckled a bit and nodded, "Yeah and he thinks I'm good luck so I have to go to these eventual baseball games."

Rick grinned widely, "You told him you were my good luck charm?"

"No, he came to that conclusion to himself. Like father, like son." She said with a smirk.

Rick chuckled and nodded, "he's a smart kid."

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11 years earlier

"Wooooo!" Michonne screamed as she made her way to the baseball field along with what was practically the whole school. They had just finished their baseball season with a nearly perfect record and they had just won their last game, making them the champs of their district. Michonne pushed through the crowd scanning the faces of many players who all wore a deep burgundy and white uniforms, the same as their school colors.

As she scanned the crowd she felt familiar arms stop her and wrap themselves around her waist. "Looking for me?" Rick asked with a smile, giving her kisses on the neck.

Michonne smiled and turned so they were facing each other. "You were so good out there! Congratulations." She leaned in and kissed him lightly but as she went to pull away he kissed her deeper, gripping her close to him.

He finally pulled away with a grin. "Thank you for being my good luck charm."

Michonne laughed bashfully, a bit taken aback from his open affection, "Rick, you were the one who did all the work."

"Yeah but everyone knows you're the reason we win. Remember the one game you missed? We lost terribly. But only cause you weren't there." Rick said confidently as if it was fact.

Michonne chuckled at his sureness, "what do you want to do to celebrate your win?"

"I think you know…" Rick said with a wide grin as he leaned in and gave her soft kisses on the neck.

"Rick!" Michonne exclaimed, giggling lightly as he kissed her neck.

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Present

Rick was now kissing her neck, with one arm wrapped around her waist.

"Leave me alone." Michonne said even though she wore a smile on her face.

"Never." Rick said with a grin as he began pulling on her shirt.

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1 week later

Rick had been at work now for a little over a week and he had enjoyed being back even if it was just desk duty for now. Now he was done with work for the week and he was on his way to see Michonne. Lori had Carl for the weekend so Rick was more than ready to spend a weekend alone with Michonne. She hadn't been feeling well these past few days and even if she insisted that she was fine he made sure to stop by and check on her every day.

He made it to her front door and unlocked it with her keys, since she had been home due to not feeling well these past few days Carl and him had been in her home. "Boss?" He called out as he entered her home. He heard a flush come from the upstairs bathroom and he made his way to her bedroom. "Boss?" He called again as he entered her room and then her bathroom

Michonne was sitting on her bathroom floor her knees up and back pressed against her wall. She was still in her pajamas and she looked tired and a bit pale. "Rocky." She said with a small smile.

Rick sighed and sat across from her, pressing the back of his hand to her forehead to test her temperature. "You look worse than when I left you. Did you take the medicine I bought you?"

"It doesn't matter if I take it Rocky cause nothing is going to stay down." Michonne said with a small sigh. She closed her eyes for a moment until she felt a lurch in her stomach and stuck her head above the toilet again. She stayed there for a few minutes before picking her head up again. "You know Rocky this isn't particularly cute." She said with a slight smirk.

Rick looked her over for a moment, "maybe it's time to visit a doctor?" He asked.

Michonne shook her head, "I don't need to go to a doctor Rocky."

"Michonne…" Rick began.

"Rick I don't need to go."

"This is the worst you've been so we're gonna go." Rick said as he began to get up.

"Rick, I don't need to go. I know what's wrong." Michonne said with a sigh.

"You became a doctor in New York?" Rick asked with a raised eyebrow.

Michonne rolled her eyes, "No Rocky I did not become a doctor in New York but I did have a kid in New York."

Rick squinted at her, "what do you mean?"

"I'm pregnant Rick. I've only felt this way when I was pregnant." Michonne said with a sigh.

"Did you...take a test?" Rick asked as he sat back down on the floor.

"No Rick but I know I'm pregnant."

"I assumed you were on the pill…"

"People can still get pregnant on the pill Rick. Besides I started taking some new ones and obviously they don't work."

Rick looked her over for a moment and moved closer to her so he was now holding her hand. "Michonne...do you want to have another baby?"

Michonne smiled slightly, "when I left New York I told myself I wasn't going to have any more kids. I was never planning on having any. And then you had to come around." She gave him a small smirk. "I want another kid Rick. I'm just scared." Michonne said honestly.

Rick gently kissed the top of her hand, "You're not gonna lose another kid."

"No one thinks they're gonna lose their kid until it happens Rick."

"Hey," Rick said softly. "You are not gonna lose another kid." He said, sounding absolutely sure of himself.

Michonne sighed a bit and gave him a small smile. They were silent for a couple minutes before she spoke again. "So I get to be a mom again?"

Rick smiled and nodded, kissing the back of her hand. "You get to be a mom again….Can we get a pregnancy test to confirm now?"

Michonne chuckled a bit, "We don't have to confirm what I already know."

"Trust me it'll make me a feel a lot better." Rick said with a smile.

Michonne chuckled again, "Fine, but I'm not leaving this bathroom so get going." She said, waving him off as he got up.

"Try not to puke until I get back." Rick said with a smirk.

"No promises."

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A few moments later

"I told you so." Michonne said as she exited the bathroom. She was holding a pregnancy stick that had a small pink positive sign on it indicating that she was indeed pregnant.

Rick smiled widely, taking the stick from her. "You're pregnant."

"I'm pregnant." Michonne said with a soft smile.

"I always told you were going to have my kids…" Rick said with a grin.

Michonne laughed lightly, "You did."

They fell into a silence again as Rick held her hand and kissed the back of it. "You're gonna be okay?"

"I'm gonna be okay." She assured him.

"And you'll tell me if you aren't?

"I will." Michonne said with a gentle smile. After a pause she continued, "I'm gonna show you something."

Rick watched her as she got up and moved towards her closet. She moved some clothes out of her way before bringing out a box that was on the bottom of it. She moved the box over to the bed so it was sitting in front of them and she sat back down on the bed as she opened it.

"Okay, so you may think this is kind of gross but I kept my pregnancy stick with my first pregnancy…" She said with a small smile as she pulled out a small ziploc bag that held a pregnancy stick with a similar pink plus sign on it that was now faded. She flipped the back it over, where there was writing. "So, this is the date that I found out I was pregnant. And then his name. And then the date I gave birth." She glanced over at him with a small smile and he was watching her intently. "And um…" She said as she dug through the box again before taking out an ultrasound. "This is his first ultrasound. And…" She dug through the box again before taking out a picture of a newborn Andre laying on her chest and her smilingly down at him. "He was about….8 hours old here." She said with a soft smile a bit of sadness in her eyes.

Rick took the picture from her and looked it for several minutes, "He looked like you." He finally said.

Michonne smiled a bit and nodded, "He did."

Rick turned her head to him, giving her a gentle kiss on the lips. "Thank you. You didn't have to do that." He said quietly.

Michonne smiled tenderly, "We're having a baby. I think you should know more about my kid."

Rick smiled and gently kissed her again. "I love you."

Michonne smiled, "I love you too Rocky."

After a lull Rick spoke, "When should we tell Carl?"

"Let's wait till I'm past three months." Michonne responded. She glanced over at him and then around the room, "I guess once we tell him you two should move in." She said casually with a small smile on her face.

Rick eyes widen a bit and his mouth fell slightly open, "You want us to move in with you?"

"Well obviously Rocky what am I supposed to do, have a baby with you a few houses down? I have enough room here for Carl and another kid so move in with me." She looked over at him and smiled.

Rick smiled widely and kissed her again but deeper this time, "We'll move in with you."

Michonne smiled, "Don't you have a child you need to discuss this with first?"

"I'm pretty sure he wanted to move in his first night here." Rick said with a smile.

Michonne chuckled and nodded, "Yeah, I think you're right."

They held a moment of silence. "I love you." Rick said after a moment.

"You think cause I'm pregnant this gives you the right to be sappy Rocky?" Michonne said with a smirk.

"Yeah it does." Rick said with a smile.

Michonne chuckled, "You're annoying."

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A few weeks later

After what felt like to Rick, an unnecessary amount of time, Michonne had finally picked a doctor she had felt would be the best option for her and her baby. Now at what was about 8 weeks, she was at her appointment with him. She was in an average size doctor's room with her lower half covered and her feet in stirrups. Her barely noticeable bump looked more like she had some slight bloating rather than something growing inside of her. There was a light knock before a female doctor peeked her head in, "are we all ready?" She asked, with a smile that came across as genuine and Michonne was instantly happy with her choice.

"We're ready." Michonne answered with a small smile as the doctor entered the room.

"Nice to meet the both of you I'm Cloyd but please call me Denise." She said as she shook both of their hands.

"Rick." "Michonne." They both said, introducing themselves.

Dr. Denise smiled and nodded, "okay, let's get this show on the road shall we? Now Michonne I know the nurse already went over a few things but I'm gonna ask you some more questions okay?" She asked, happily as she sat on a nearby office chair that was in front of a computer.

Michonne nodded, "okay." She felt Rick's hand hold hers and she looked up giving him a reassuring smile.

"Alright, so it looks like you should be about 8 weeks. Any ideas of date of conceivement?" Dr. Denise asked.

"Uh…" Michonne thought for a moment and looked up at Rick, wordlessly asking him if he had an idea but he shook his head no. "I'm not exactly sure…" Michonne responded.

smiled and nodded, "that's perfectly fine if isn't a planned pregnancy most couples aren't marking the days. Any health conditions that should be known?"

"No." They both responded at the same time.

Dr. Denise looked up from her computer and smiled widely at them. "You know, it happens at every appointment but always find it so cute when couples say the same things at the same time. Is it just me? I think it's just me. Okay, anyway," she said turning back to the computer, "any children?"

"Um Rick has one child. Not from me. And I was pregnant before…" Michonne started, she was looking at Denise but she could feel Rick watching her as she spoke.

"And how long ago were you pregnant?" The doctor asked.

"It's gonna be 8 months in...4 days." Michonne responded.

"Any problems with the munchkin today?" Denise asked as she typed on the computer.

Michonne paused for a moment. She was aware that she would have to tell this doctor about her past pregnancy but it of course didn't make the process any easier. "Um, he died. At 3 months and 8 days so…." Her words trailing off.

Dr. Denise quickly turned to her, her face soft and sympathetic. "I'm sorry for your loss. I apologize but I have to ask how."

Michonne nodded a bit, understanding. "SIDS."

Dr. Denise nodded, "thank you. Once again, I'm sorry for your loss. We're gonna make sure the current munchkin sticks around." She said with a soft smile as she then turned back around to her computer to type.

After several more questions rolled her chair over to them so she was sitting in the middle of Michonne's legs. "Okay, so just in case you forgot we are going to be doing a transvaginal ultrasound, alright? The munchkin is still a tiny thing so don't worry if we can't find it right away." She said with a smile as she began to prepare for the ultrasound. "Ready momma?" She asked Michonne and she nodded as both Rick and her watched the screen.

There was silence for a moment as Denise located the baby and then a smile broke on her face. "Alright, so you see that figure relaxing in there? Kinda looks like an oversized oval? That's your munchkin. They are about a size of a cranberry bean right now." She said with a smile.

"Wow." Rick said in a quiet voice, even though he had a child before it was still amazing for him to see his child still in the womb. He looked down at Michonne who was silent and focused on the image.

"Nice heartbeat, good job momma." Denise said with a smile as she continued looking at the baby. "So, its looks like you are about 8 weeks and 4 days so we're looking at a December baby. Do you guys want a copy of the ultrasound?"

"Yes, please." Rick said answering for them as Michonne was still silent.

Denise nodded and smiled. "Okay, so you'll get a copy of that when you leave." Getting up as she spoke as the appointment was nearly over. "Alright, when you go to the front make sure you make an appointment for next month. Start on your prenatal vitamins and stay away from the foods and drinks we discussed earlier. It was great meeting you two and the munchkin. We're almost past the first trimester so dad," she said to Rick, "make sure her stress is down. We want a relaxed momma." She smiled again, "okay, I'll see you guys next month." She said as she then left the room.

They were silent for a moment after she left before Rick spoke, "you okay boss?"

Michonne smiled lightly and nodded, she turned to him and her eyes were beginning to glisten. "We're having a baby."

Rick smiled and leaned down, kissing her. "We are."

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Michonne came out of the bathroom with a sigh. "The first trimester is terrible why did you have to go knock me up?" She asked with a slight smile. They were now home and Rick was sitting on her bed, with the ultrasound in his hands seemingly unable to take his eyes off it since they left the doctor's office.

"I don't remember you complaining about the process…" Rick said glancing up at her with a grin.

Michonne rolled her eyes and sat down next to him, taking the ultrasound from him and looking at it. "You're annoying." Michonne said her lips curled into a light smile. "You think Carl will be happy to be an older sibling?"

Rick nodded as he placed a hand on her stomach, gently stroking it with her thumb. "Yeah, he used to ask me if he was going to have another sibling. I think then he just wanted someone to share his love of comics with," he chuckled a bit, "he'll be happy."

Michonne smiled and nodded, "Good." She reached over placing the ultrasound on her nightstand so it was standing up against her lamp. "We gotta get a frame for this…"

"We do." Rick said softly, still stroking her stomach.

They fell into a lull before Rick turned her head to him and gently kissed her. "You were a great mother and now you get to do it again." He said, with a soft smile.

Michonne smiled a bit, "I'm still scared Rocky." She admitted quietly.

"I know, but I'm gonna be here for you. We're gonna be okay. This baby is going to be okay."

Michonne leaned in and kissed him, gently cupping his face as she did so. "I love you Rick."

Rick flushed slightly and smiled, "I love you too Michonne." He kissed her again, deeper this time. They kissed for several minutes before Rick moved himself so he was on top of her. He felt her hands begin to play in his hair as he slipped his hand under her shirt and began playing with her breasts. His other hand began making it way down to the pajama shorts she was wearing, slipping it down her shorts.

Rick smiled to himself when he heard a small moan come out of Michonne as he began to play with her bundle of nerves. He pulled away for a moment to pull off her shirt and then took her breast in his mouth.

"Rick…." Michonne moaned quietly as he continued to rub her as she quickly became more and more wet.

He smirked to himself and pulled away from her to pull down her shorts and underwear. He sucked on her neck a few times before slipping himself inside of her. He thrusted into her slowly and rhythmically as he felt her legs wrap around his waist and her arms go around his back, lightly scratching him.

"Faster…" Michonne moaned into his ear cause Rick to jump inside of her and pick up the pace significantly. She moaned again as her legs tighten around him and her scratching intensified.

"Fuck…" Rick mumbled into her neck as he bucked into her. He could feel her coming undone and he thanked the moment he could release himself into her, unsure of how much longer he would hold on.

They stayed like this for several minutes before Rick slipped out her, planting several messy kisses on her chest, clavicle and neck. Michonne chuckled a bit and pushed him away lightly, "stop."

"I'm just trying to relieve your stress like the doctor said…" Rick said with a wide grin as he laid down next to her, laying on his side.

"I think she meant like give me foot massages and cook dinner." Michonne said with a smirk.

"I can do that too." Rick said, still with his wide grin. He wrapped an arm around her and brought him closer to her. He lightly kissed her shoulder. "I love you."

Michonne smiled and let her hand rest above his, "I love you too Rocky."

They were silent before Rick spoke, "so you want that foot massage now?"

"That was just a suggestion if you touch my feet I'm going to kill you." She warned him, pointing a finger at him.

Rick grinned widely, he had remembered her feet being incredibly ticklish. He began to move lower down to the bed to where her feet are.

"Rocky I will leave both your children fatherless." She warned him, moving her feet away from him.

Rick glanced up at her with a smile on his face as he was now in reaching distance of her feet.

"Richard Grimes, I'm not afraid of going to jail!" She said sternly, as if disciplining a child.

Rick grinned up at her, he could count the number of times she said his full name on one hand and he figured maybe today wasn't the best day to press his luck.

"Thank you, now go to bed and leave me and my feet alone." Michonne said with a pleased smile as Rick made his way back up the bed.

"This baby sure does make you cranky boss." Rick said with a smile as he wrapped his arm around her again.

"It's you that makes me cranky." She said with a smirk.

Rick smiled and softly kissed her shoulder, "I love you."

"You're annoying."

"I love you." He repeated.

Michonne glanced over at him and smiled, "I love you too."

A/N: Hey guys! :) So first I apologize if there are more typos in this then usual I'm leaving on sunday and won't be bringing my computer so I wanted to get this up for you guys and I've been lowkey tired all week lol! Hope you all enjoyed this chapter as always thank you for the faves/follows/reviews. Have a good and safe weekend :)