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sweetness is soon upon us! Those Richonne spoilers and teasers are blessing my soul. Just a warning, after March 5th if i don't update Richonne sexy times in 7.12 snatched my soul. - anon

Rick gazed at the sealing of the airport as everyone waited for Daryl and Sasha to arrive. After all that hard mouth and smart talk, not to mention the livid emails she sent to them they weren't even here yet. He opted to take his car instead of Michonne's. He couldn't figure out how to approach the situation of those mysterious phone calls, if she hadn't told him who it was it wasn't likely Maggie or Sasha would not.

Glancing at his watch the time read 8:00 a.m. A white cup was waved before his face, he smiled taking the cup from Michonne's hand. "You think they got caught up?" He asked watching her get settle in next to him.

"The airport isn't that full, they should be able to get through before our flight departs." He nodded off staring at the donuts in her lap. He shouldn't bother, she did ask him if he wanted any. But he figured coffee was enough after she insisted she pay. He took a deep breathe, he was tired. After spending the entire night ensuring everything was packed and actually reading all of Sasha's emails he didn't have much time to sleep before heading here. But those donuts looked so appetizing.

"Rick, you're drooling." She stated after catching him staring at her food. "You can have some if you want to." She offered him. He shook his head. "I'm watching my weight Michonne. But thank you."

She scoffed. Without thinking her hand found his rigid stomach then glided down. He stilled wondering if she knew what she was doing. "That doesn't feel like you can't have donuts Rick." Forgive her for she knows not what she's done. He stared at the path her hand grazed. He mentally thanked Sasha for reserving a town home with four rooms, only he knew how much of that he could've taken before snapping. Turning his head he caught Glenn's eye.

Glenn made a face. "What?" He questioned. Glenn always had this look that said 'I caught you', he could never figure out what his friend always caught. Glenn shrugged.

"Why do you always think I have something to say?"

"Because you always look like you have something to say." He answered sitting up. If arguing with Glenn passed the time before Sasha came then so be it.

Glenn nodded seemingly contemplating his words. "You might be right Rick. You know I was going to ask you this a few hours ago but I guess it's never too late. I know this is a bit spontaneous but," he glanced over at Michonne who was engrossed in a conversation with Maggie. Glenn leaned over covering the side of his mouth with his hand, he continued. "Are you and Michonne, you know a thing now?" He whispered loud enough for him to hear.

Rick froze, he frowned. The way they touched each other wasn't exactly new to Glenn. What exactly did he mean? "What are you talking about?"

"I sort of overheard Maggie talking to Sasha about her going on a some kind of lavish date when we get back from this trip. I thought it was you but now that I see your expression I should've just asked Maggie myself." He trailed off. "Do you even know about this?"

All he could do was stare. Confusion, jealousy and betrayal emerged within him. He had no right, he knew that. Michonne wasn't his wife better yet girlfriend, he knew that as well. That didn't halt the emotions that assaulted him. Shit, he didn't even know she had a date. He didn't know who it was, but without a doubt he knew it was with that person who constantly called her. He unconsciously clenched his jaw, and sat back quietly in his seat. He felt Glenn's gaze on him. Once again, he had no right to be angry.

"Your pissed aren't you?" Damn right he was. "I shouldn't have brought that up. The last thing I want to do is fuck up the trip for anyone." He shrugged.

"Don't worry about it. I'm not mad." Maggie's eyes darted over to them noticing the tension rolling off of Rick. She tapped Michonne's hand, after grabbing her attention she titled her head in their direction. If Rick was mad she assumed it had everything to do with Sasha and Daryl being late. He crossed his legs the same time Sasha came scurrying toward them. Passport and bags in hand, she pulled her small carry one behind her. She looked disheveled. Daryl moved his shades from his face into his hair as he calmly followed behind her.

"Shit, guys I'm so sorry but we got uhhh caught up in some traffic." Sasha explained winded. He examined Daryl. Apparently they were caught up in more than just traffic. Maggie waved off her apology and pulled her into a hug. "You're not late they haven't even announced our flight yet."

"I told you we'd make it in time." Daryl said as he clapped his hand in greeting. "Mr. Grimes, wassup? You look pissed." Daryl stated. He shook his head, deciding to talk to Michonne about her 'hot' date later.

"That's what I just asked him. Hey Daryl." He just wanted to get on this plane land in Hawaii safely, eat food then fall into a coma. It wasn't long before they're flight was announced to be boarded. They grabbed they're bags and settled themselves into their seats. Unsurprisingly, he was seated next to Michonne with Sasha and Daryl in front of them, Glenn and Maggie sat beside them.

A young blonde woman stepped into the aisle. She demonstrated all the planes safety regulations. A small hand poked his side. He looked at Michonne quietly. "Are you okay? Her face was filled with concern.

He sighed heavily. "I guess. I..I want to talk to you later. After we get settled in, this flight is already long enough. I don't want to make it longer by talking you to death." She gave him a look.

"So it's a conversation that needs privacy." She stated leaning back in her seat. It wasn't meant to be answered but he felt inclined to respond. "You could say that." He looked out the window as the plane began to take off. Shaking his head he looked away.

Michonne watched the rise and fall of Rick's chest. It was safe to say he was dead to the world for the last several hours. On the other hand she was restless. After Maggie joined la la land her only form of entertainment was the small screen that required a credit card for sound. The way Rick was acting didn't settle well with her. He wanted to 'talk', she could only hope it wasn't to say he found someone he was interested in. She glanced at Rick again. His face was turned toward her, his lips were slightly parted. It wouldn't hurt if she just leaned in and kissed those pink pouty lips. How hard could it be? The entire plane was practically comatose. She swallowed hard. Instead, she poked his thigh. He didn't budges, so she tugged on his hair.

He jerked back in response glaring at her momentarily. He rubbed the side of his head where she yanked. "Why did you do that?" He asked.

"I was bored and you're the only one awake. You know I don't sleep in moving vehicles Rick."

"I wasn't awake until you pulled my hair. How much time before we land?" He stretched, trying to regain the feeing in his arms.

"We're about an hour from landing. Are you going to tell me what's bothering you? You can't bullshit me about needing privacy." She waved pointedly to the sleeping passengers. His blue eyes stared at her.

"You know as your friend, 'best friend' I thought you would at least talk to me about stuff. Thangs that you think are important and stuff like that." At this point she knew he was rambling. She placed her hand on his forearm quietly urging him to make sense of what he's saying. "I heard you had a 'hot' date lined up when we get back." He finally uttered.

Um, what? She scowled. Mike. Rick didn't know anything about him. She didn't want Rick to know about him. As far as a 'hot date' she was ashamed to admit that after months of his pestering she caved in. In all honesty, Mike wasn't a bad guy. He was attractive, had a stable job, no kids and already had a home. It would only make sense for her to date someone she already knew fancied her. Despite knowing that, she didn't want him. She wanted this oblivious blue eyed man beside her.

"You're doing a lot of thinking there Michonne."

"I'm just trying to figure out how you knew about that."

"So you do have a date." He looked jealous, shit, maybe she was seeing things. "With who?"

"All the effort you've put into finding out about this date and you couldn't find out who I'm going with?" She snapped at him, it may have sounded bitchy. She knew what his reply was going to be, 'first of all don't talk to me like that.'

"First of all I don't appreciate your tone." Well she was close. These past nine hours without sleep really affected her. "Michonne, I care for you. I just want you to be safe." There wasn't any reason for her to snap at him. After all she did agree to the date and she never once mentioned anything about Mike.

"I'm sorry. It's just someone I've met a few months ago. His name is Mike. He really is a decent guy Rick." Turning towards him she tried to gauge his reaction but he averted her gaze.

"You like him?" His tone was bland, like he didn't care about her response.

"Maybe I can. Maybe I can go as far as learning to love him. He's the only man that has been constantly after me. Showing me courtesy and respecting my choice to wait." Why did her palms feel so sweaty? Everything she just told him was true. Mike has been the only man actively giving the 'chase'. He waited months just to take her on a date. Despite her hesitation, Mike could be someone she actually needed. She'd just have to fall out of love with her best friend. Why love a man that won't outright admit he has feelings for me? Assuming he had any at all.

"I think it's funny that you've never told me about 'Mike' but had that reaction when you heard about me and Jessie."

"What was my reaction Rick?"

"Harsh, critical? I don't know you're an English genius. You know all the synonyms for asshole." At this point she knew he was irate. He said that to piss her off and it worked. She glared at the side of his face.

"You have the balls to call me an asshole but you won't look at me and say it? Really Rick?" Glenn started coughing from the row beside them. Turning to look at him, he gave her a 'what the hell is happening?' look.

"You're mad at me for telling the truth? What would you have done if I told you I was dating someone? If I hid it from you?" He whispered harshly. In her defense she wasn't dating anyone. Michonne felt heated with anger. Her palms itched. What a sweet contrast to wanting to kiss those now pierced lips. She wanted to slap him.

"Michonne?"

"Never once have I said anything about you and Andrea's relationship, I kept my mouth shut when you kept fucking after you broke up, still didn't say anything when you two kept at it when she was dating someone else." She hissed. In the seats in front of them an old couple started coughing franticly. All these emotions she withheld from him were rearing its grisly head. It was petty but she was pissed. They often argued over simple things. The Jessie situation, she laughed off. But this was new, this was fucking frustrating.

"Michonne." Glenn called trying to get Michonne's attention. Unfortunately she blocked him out, her sole focus was on Rick.

Bringing his hand to his face he pinched the bridged of his nose. "That's how you feel?" His voice was a quite rumble. "Please switch seats with someone. I don't want to talk to you like this." Without a word she calmly released her seat belt and switch seats with Glenn.

"I really should've kept my mouth shut. I really didn't mean for you guys to start this vacation off this badly. I thought this would've been a much needed reunion. All of us just relaxing, I just fucked it up didn't I?" Daryl clapped Glenn on the back.

"It's not your fault man. It's nobody's fault Rick isn't getting along with Ninja."

The three of them sat in the lobby waiting for Sasha and posy to get the key. He wasn't able to take in the scenery on the drive here, frankly he didn't care. He regretted that their conversation went downhill but both of them had a part in that. Michonne just played harder. Despite still being furious with her, her still being mad didn't sit well with him. He rubbed the back of his neck hoping to relieve some tension.

He stared at Michonne's low cut blouse exposing a portion of the dark skin of her back. Who the fuck was Mike? All these years, their entire argument only strengthened his battered resolve. The realization that Michonne wasn't going to wait for him only hit home. A woman like Michonne both beautiful and intelligent was bound to be noticed. His shoulders rocked as he chuckled humorlessly. All this time, he didn't blame her if she thought he didn't want her. That was done. He was done questioning their actions, done debating whether she had mutual feelings. By the time this trip is over he knew damn well she wouldn't be going on that date. Hopefully she'd choose him.

His earlier anger dwindled down. Daryl spawned a lollipop which he waved in front of his face.

"Are you giving me that?" He questioned his shaggy friend.

Daryl shook his head in response. "Nahhh, it looked like you were plotting some nasty shit in your head. You were smiling hard." He touched his face wondering if Daryl was messing with him. Daryl plopped the cherry pop into his mouth. He brushed his hair away from his face. "I hope that means you're going to introduce little Grimes into your equation."

Rick scowled at his choice of words. "What's taking so long?" He diverted. Sasha was at the front desk waving her hands around. Maggie shook her head walking towards them. Glenn was still rolling in guilt and self-pity when Maggie threw herself in his lap.

"Our little palace has been taken away." She mentioned on shrug. She cuddled deeper into her husband's neck.

Daryl's eyebrow's shot up. "Sasha didn't insult the clerk did she?"

"She was close but surprisingly Michonne calmed her down." Maggie stared at Rick pointedly. "They getting us a different townhouse, Sasha didn't throw much of a tantrum because this one has a pool."

"Oh, pool fun. I like the beach but it feels better knowing the tide won't swallow you." Glenn mentioned. Maggie smiled kissing the side of his face.

"So this place is different from the last one because it has a pool. Did they give us a discount or do we have to pay more?"

"Actually, Daryl this one is better and free of charge with a small disadvantage I think we can all overlook." Maggie smiled sweetly.

"Oh that's cool then. Are we one bathroom short? It'd be weird walking in on rick showering by accident." Maggie laughed at Daryl.

"It's three bedrooms and three baths Daryl."

Well shit.