I decided to take my time with this story, building up Rick and Michonne's relationship. I do not want to force it on any of you.

This story will be a different take on Alexandria, In the t.v. show Michonne is with Rick no matter his decision it seems at times, but in this story Michonne will be challenging Rick and the people in his group, when she feel as though something is wrong.

*Warning* I have noticed from reading other stories that you guys hate Jessie lol, and unfortunately she will be in the story. And I don't know if you guys will hate me for that lol.

I want this story to be more than a Romance, I personally am into the drama, action, and agnst type of thing. I won't make it unnecessary agnst either lol and besides I take a small joy toying with people's emotions jk jk jk

Trininads: Carol is going to be opposition to Michonne for sure, she feels as though Michonne will disrupt the power structure of the group. Michonne and Rick have a connection to each other and everyone sees it except for Michonne, so Carol may possibly toy with that.

Firefly-Class: Michonne's presence exudes power, that's what I am trying to convey in this story, because the show has gone away from that and that is the first thing Rick sees in her along with her beauty, he knows she is his match and he knows that Michonne already has control over him to a certain extent.

Klockedin: The powerhouse dynamic will be a featured part in this and the fate of Alexandria.

The anticipation of getting to Alexandria was unnerving, Michonne didn't know what to think as they all stood in front of the gates. She slung her katana over her back and straightened out her clothes with her hand. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to come to terms that this may actually be real. She knew she didn't deserve this, hoping for something to go wrong as she soon as she crossed the gates. Andre should be with her, her Peanut. The urge to turn around and continue on her death march became all too real. The laughter of children, only magnified the pain. Her companions on the other hand, smiled at the thought of actually being safe, something she could only wish to feel. But, she has to give this a try, that's what she tell herself, that is why she chose to come with Aaron, some opportunities only came once and this seemed to be one of them.

"Are you ok?" Maggie asked as she came to stand beside her, this was the first time that Michonne had actually heard her speak, Michonne only looked at her with solemn eyes. "It gets better, that's what my Daddy told me,it gets better," she said while touching her back.

"I don't know if I can believe that, how much better can it get in a world like this," Michonne said.

"This place is how it can get better, I know you believe that, you convinced Rick to take a chance on this place," Maggie said. Michonne side-eyed her.

"Me?"

"Yeah, he isn't the easiest to convince, Glenn can't even change his mind." Maggie acknowledged. Michonne only gave a dry chuckle.

The gates opened, and the group walked in, being greeted by two guys along with Aaron and Eric.

"Before you go any further you are going to need to turn over your guns," said a skinny white guy. Everyone looked at him, practically daring him to take their weapons, "If you want to stay you will turn them over," He said a little less confident in himself this time.

"We don't know if we want to stay." Rick said, as he held onto his baby.

"Nicolas its fine," Aaron said to the guy, trying to ease the tension between the two.

"If we were going to use them we would have started already." Rick said interjecting himself.

"Let them talk to Deanna first," Aaron said.

"Who's Deanna?" The boisterous Abraham asked

"She can tell you everything you need to know about this place, just talk to her first." Aaron stated answering the big redhead's question.

Michonne analyzed the whole situation, from Rick's arrogance to meeting with this Deanna lady. She knew that Rick would be a problem and some of his people as well. If this place could actually work, she couldn't let them stand in the way of that.

"Rick you should go first." Aaron said

"Hello, I'm Deanna Monroe." Deanna leaned on the back of a chair as Rick looked out the window at his surroundings.

"Rick Grimes." Deanna nodded her head.

"Do you mind if I film this?" Rick seemed confused by her question.

"Can I film this? Our conversation." Deanna asked.

"Go ahead," Rick was still looking out of the window, observing his surroundings, the walls that were up around him, :Why? Why do you need to film this?"

Deanna smiled, "History, thats why. Sit." Deanna moved to turn on her camera and sat down in her chair as Rick sat down across from her on the couch.

"You and your people have been out there for awhile." She said as a statement and less a question, "How is it out there?"

"Hell." Rick said simply. Deanna nodded to that.

"You're the leader Rick, is that correct?"

"I guess I am, I'll do anything to keep my people safe." Rick said firmly, he had vowed to himself to keep each and every member safe, taking on the burden on anyone who died from his family.

"That's mighty courageous of you, I know it's tough being in a position of leadership," Deanna was trying to gage Rick, she had been watching them from the minute they stepped foot in Alexandria. She was good at deducing people, studying them. But for the life of her she couldn't figure out Rick and the lady with the katana. There was something different about them, they stood out from the rest of the pack, they were leaders and Deanna knew it.

"It has to be done. Someone has to." Rick responded to her.

They continued their conversation for another ten or so minutes. Deanna learned a lot about Rick's character in their short conversation, He was fiercely loyal to his people, willing to do anything it takes to protect them, and arrogant to his own detriment. She next wanted to interview the katana lady, she wanted some background on her before she did, so she decided to ask Rick.

"The lady with the katana what's her name?" Rick was caught off guard from that question, he wasn't expecting to hear Michonne come up in the conversation.

"You're going to interview her, you can find out then." Deanna was surprised by how Rick got defensive from the mention of her. She figured it to be division amongst the ranks.

"Rick it was just a question, it's not often that you see a lady sporting a sword on her back," Deanna chuckled trying to lighten the mood of the situation, but she was intrigued by the two dynamic even more.

"Michonne." Rick felt awkward saying her name aloud.

"Well, send her in on your way out, if you could be a dear." Deanna said. Rick nodded as he got up to leave.

"Michonne, that's such a pretty name." Deanna was now talking to Michonne, she seemed to be on her guard as they talked.

"Thank you.." Michonne responded. Deanna seemed to be a nice lady.

"You and you're group seemed worn out from all of the traveling," Deanna said.

"We aren't a group, I just met those people less than a day ago." Michonne affirmed. From the conversation that Deanna had with Rick she was sure that Michonne was apart of his group. That spoke a lot to hers and Rick's chemistry, if Michonne hadn't spoken up she would have never known.

"Oh… have you been out there alone by yourself all this time?" Deanna asked.

"Yes… longer than what I would have liked to of been. I practically gave up on civilization a long time ago." Michonne answered, not wanting to get to deep into what her history looked like.

"If things go well, you won't have to worry about that anymore." Deanna said, trying to instill some hope into Michonne, this looked like a woman who had been through hell and back and ready to give up on the war she was having inside of her head.

Michonne smiled trying to be as optimistic as she possibly could, "hopefully."

"Did you like what you've seen so far?" Deanna asked.

"It doesn't feel real, like things hadn't changed from the start of all of this." Michonne began to loosen up abit, crossing her legs over one another and sitting up right, something she used to do as a lawyer, Deanna took notice of this.

"Well, like I said, you should get use to it fast if you plan to stay here," Deanna smiled.

"Yes ma'am I should," Michonne said, giving a light chuckle.

"Is there anything you've seen that you think needs fixing?" Deanna asked, if she was right about Michonne, Deanna knew that she was already looking at ways to improve this place.

"I don't want to step over you, this place seems to be working well." Michonne said

"It's fine I can take constructive criticism well, and besides an extra pair of eyes never hurts." Deanna said.

"Uh ok, If this is really suppose to be a community, I think there needs to be a law system. Like police, courts, something that can bring order as this community expands." Michonne said. She had more things that she thought should improve but didn't want to overstep her boundaries.

Deanna on the other hand was impressed, she herself had been thinking that too, but none of her current people seemed right for the position. But now she thinks all of that might change, Michonne and Rick seemed perfect for this position.

"That is a very good idea, Michonne," Deanna said, "It's something I will think about." Michonne nodded in response.

"Well it was nice talking to you, you seem to be tired. Aaron will get you all situated for the time being." Deanna stood and so did Michonne, "It's a pleasure to meet you," Deanna said extending her hand.

"It's a pleasure to meet you too," Michonne said shaking her hand.

"There are currently three houses, available for the time being, since you guys are such a big group we figured we would separate you all amongst the houses," Aaron stood in front of the new members of Alexandria.

"We'll stay in one house together for the night,: Rick spoke up for the group.

"I can stay in one of the other houses," Michonne said, she needed to be alone, all of this human contact in the last day in the half was too much for her.

Rick was looking at Michonne, a small part of him was hoping that she would stay with them, but he knew that she wanted to be away from him and his group.

"Well alright, I will get you guys situated." Aaron said

Michonne entered the two story house, it was beautiful. Unlike her previous life she lived in a condo in the middle of Atlanta, so this somewhat of a suburban life will be an adjustment. Michonne immediately walked towards the bathroom, throwing water over face. She proceeded to to brush her teeth and wash her body getting rid of the dirt that had built up.

Once Michonne was out of the bathroom, she went over to the couch to rest. She knew that eventually she would have to share this house with some of the others but for now she would joy the serenity of the quiet, without the threat of the dead around. Michonne didn't fault Rick for keeping his family close for the time being, he was playing cautious about this place, and if she was in his position she probably would do the same thing, She would still keep her eye on him, he was impulsive unlike her, letting his emotions determine his actions, Michonne opted on strategy instead. Rick could get caught up in his on arrogance and destroy the life she was trying to build, and that scared her. She knew people like that all too well, in her line of work she ran into that all the time, and they were mostly cops too. Michonne figured he use to be one as well.

Tomorrow Deanna was supposed to be giving everyone jobs, you had to contribute if you wanted to stay. Michonne was hoping for something that put her in comfort zone, something that she could do where she knows she can affect change,

.knock

Michonne went to open the door. On the other side stood Carol, dressed in a comfortable sweater, looking like a fifties housewife. Michonne already knew her play, and she wasn't liking it. The innocent woman who didn't know how to defend herself. In her mind Michonne rolled her eyes.

"Can I come in?" Carol asked with the fakest grin. Michonne stepped aside, and Carol walked in.

"This place is nice," Carol said. Michonne didn't respond. She wasn't here for anything this lady had to say. "But, these people are weak," Carol finished.

"You don't know that." Michonne said dismissing Carol's last statement. "No one can make it this long and be weak," Michonne said tilting her head to the side, and crossing her arms over her shoulder.

Another thing they had in common. Carol thought to herself. "They are, but that's not the reason why I am over here," Carol took a step forward, "Whether you like it or not, you are considered one of us, so what you do, we need to know about it. We don't want problems do we?" Carol said sweetly.

Michonne now took a step forward, "Look, you can take you and that fake ass act and leave, and I am saying that as nicely as possible," Michonne's voice got even lower, "You don't want to end up without a head do you," Michonne said. It wasn't too long ago from her last kill, and Carol was trying her.

Carol just smiled, "That sounds like a bunch of empty threats," she walked herself to the door "Remember what I said, won't you?'" Carol said as she waved and left.

Michonne now had another person to keep an eye out for.

Rick was still looking at himself in the mirror as he rubbed his clean shaven face. He marveled at how much different he looked from the start. Never would he have thought that he would even make it this far. Let alone be in a community. Carol and the others had gone out recently, to scout the town, while he and his kids were still in the house. Rick looked out the window, having a clear view of Michonne's house. He was hoping to catch a glimpse of her before heading downstairs. He gravitated towards her for some reason, and he hated it, he hated that he couldn't figure her out, how someone can be alone for so long and still be sane. Michonne was strong, stronger than him if he must admit and in a way it intimidated him, and fascinated him at the same time.

"Dad!" Carl came rushing into the bathroom, "There's some weird lady at the door, she asking for you…" Carl said before going back to what he was doing. Rick put his shirt on and went downstairs,

Heading towards the door, he opened it to see a petite blonde haired lady.

"Hi, I'm Jessie" Jessie said, she had seen them come in earlier in the day, and wanted to make an impression before the day let out.

"Rick Grimes," Rick said.

"It's nice to meet you, just wanted to stop by and say hey, we hadn't gotten a group as big as yours in quite some time."

"Oh, well it nice to meet you," said Rick, Jessie was just staring at him.

"You know I could trim your hair if you want," Jessie said, but Rick was even paying attention to her, he notice Michonne exit her house and was making her way back towards Deanna.

"Rick, Rick… did you hear me?" Jessie was waving her hands in his face.

"Oh.. what did you say?" Rick asked.

"I thought I lost you for a second there, I said I could give you a cut if you needed it." Jessie was now pointing at his hair. Rick subconsciously went to touch it.

"Uh… maybe another time, I need to start up dinner." Rick came up with a lie, to get her out of the way, "We can chat another time," Rick said.

"Oh,ok..yeah , another time," Jessie was embarrassed now, offering to give a man she just met a haircut was a new one for her, "Well I'll see you around." Rick nodded in agreement before closing the door.

"Carl!" Rick yelled out.

"Yeah Dad?" Carl came up to him with Judith in his arms.

"I'm headed over to Deanna's, watch your sister ok."

"Ok, but why are you going to Deanna's?" Carl was curious, he had seen Michonne walk that way a couple of minutes ago, when he was looking out the window.

"Just watch you sister." was all Rick said, before he left.

*Don't hate me but Jessie is here lol*

Tell me what you guys think:

What is wrong with Carol?

What does Jessie really want?

Why is Michonne so skeptical over Rick and his group?

Please Review and give me your feedback on how this story is going so far it would be much appreciated.