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"'Chonne this house is incredible!" Sasha gushed as she examined Michonne's new living room space. "How could you afford this?"

"I know!" She exhaled. "And a lot of hard work and sacrifices." She finished, nodding her head as if trying to re-confirm that she made the right decision.

"Wait till Abe sees this. His flight should be landing tomorrow night." Sasha made herself at home and continued walking in an out of the empty rooms.

"Michonne smiled at herself. This had been her dream home ever since she moved into the city a couple months ago and it was finally hers, but as opposed to being filled with Carl and Rick's voice, it would be empty. She fought back the tears that threatened to fall and went on the hunt for Sasha./p

"There's even a guesthouse in here!" Sasha exclaimed. "Would you be renting this out or can I claim this place as my own?" Michonne laughed at Sasha's antics, knowing that she and her husband would be making frequent visits to New York City from here on out. "I'm serious, Michonne. This is amazing. I'm so happy for you." She said as she hugged her.

"Thanks, Sash." She replied with much less enthusiasm.

"Sasha quickly picked up on her mood. "You know he's happy for you too." Michonne stayed quiet. "He just wants you to be happy... Even if that means moving thousands of miles away from him and Carl."

"I know."

"We can all tell that he misses you though. He walks around like a sad puppy looking for his human." Michonne couldn't help but laugh at Sasha's imitation of a puppy. "It's really a miserable sight."

"I miss him too. A lot... So much so that I almost want to move back home, but I've worked too hard for this to turn back now."

"I know, girl." Sasha said.

"He hasn't called me." Michonne said. "Or left me a message or texted me or-"

"Have you called him?" Michonne once again stayed quiet. "You can't expect him to do everything when you up and left him. The ball's in your court now." Michonne sighed while Sasha checked her watch. "I gotta go check into my hotel. I'll see you tomorrow night?"

"Yeah." She agreed and hugged her friend goodbye.

"Call him." Sasha said sternly before shutting the door.

"Michonne plopped down on her one large sectional and looked at her phone. Rick's contact picture was a picture of him and her kissing on Halloween. They had dressed up as a couple: she a Playboy bunny and him, Hugh Hefner. She smiled at the memory and clicked on "message".

"Hi, it's me, Michonne."

"I know who this is." He responded.

"Oh! Okay..." She typed, taken aback. "I just wanted to let you know that I got the house - the one I showed you - and that tomorrow is when we're going to start moving everything in."

"That's great:) I'm really proud and happy for you."

"Michonne stared at her phone for a while before texting: "I miss you."

It seemed like Rick was taking forever to respond. She could see that he was typing, but thirty seconds in, she was feeling defeated. She put her phone down and walked out of the room. She waited another thirty seconds before coming back to her original seat.

"I miss you too. I wish you were here in bed with me every night. I wish you were here to talk to Carl about comic books and zombie movies, but you're not."

She waited a few beats and then opted to call him instead. "Hello?" She said.

"Hi." He drawled out.

"It's only for a year."

"I know."

"Will you come see me?" She whispered, almost shy.

"Do you want me to?" He asked and she swore that she could see his signature smirk.

"Always." She smiled back.

"With or without Carl?"

"Both."

"He laughed. God how she missed his laugh. It took all of her to not burst into tears at this moment. It's as if Rick sensed it too.

"Look 'Chonne, I know we haven't been dating for too long, but I can catch the next flight to New York if you need me there now."

"Okay."

"Okay you want me on the next flight or okay you catch my drift?"

"I want you on the next flight to New York."

"I'll see you in the morning then." He said and hung up. For the first time in a couple months, Michonne was extremely happy. She was in the city of her dreams and the man of her dreams was coming to visit her, she just hoped that she could get through this without falling apart. She texted him again.

"I can't wait to see you."

"And here I thought you were leaving because of me." She didn't respond. "That was a bad joke." He typed.

"I didn't leave because of you."

"I know."

"I really like you, it terrifies me how much I do especially since what happened with Mike."

After a brief pause, he responded. "You don't have to explain yourself, 'Chonne. I know what it's like to be betrayed by supposed you love."

She wiped away a stray tear that had landed on her cheek. "Get here soon."

"I'll be there before you know it ;). Goodnight, babe."

"Goodnight! I'll see you tomorrow."