Rick's P.O.V

"I don't want you to go," she sobbed, "why do you have to go?"

"It's my job, Meesh," I sighed "I don't wanna leave sweet heart but the bills gotta get paid somehow."

Abruptly, she perched up, wiped her eyes and tilted her head at me.

"Do you think the work I do is not enough?" Her lips quivered.

"No!" I exclaimed "I mean, yes, of course I do! But I'm supposed to work and  pay the bills and you just stay home and take care of the kids."

Michonne's little work she tries to do at the courtroom helps, but I honestly, truly don't want her to be stressed out and all. I need her to chill out.

She blinked and tears began to roll from her eyes again, her lips pursed and frowned and next thing I knew, she was crying again. For the 5th time today.

"You think I'm a 50s house wife?" She cried.

"Michonne.." I muttered "okay, I get you're going to have plenty mood swings but, it's a little overwhelming.. and if you could just stop crying, I have a lot on my mind.."

I rubbed my finger across my temple and glanced at her as she clung to my suitcase on the bed.

"I love you," I smiled. "And I'll be home as soon as they release me. I won't even stop to get gas."

"Promise?" She sniffled.

I nodded and held my arms out for a hug, to which she dragged herself off the bed and pulled me tight.

She pulled away and stood there, her puppy eyes begging me to stay.

"I'm headed North." I sighed, cause I honestly didn't want to go.

"Good luck." She whispered, her face only inches from mine.

She's so tiny to me. I have no choice but to stare down at her. And her looking up, her sweet innocent eyes that were glossed with tears, they killed me.

I looked away and grabbed my bag off the bed.
"Yeah, I'll see you soon."

I leaned in to kiss her cheek but she stopped me.

Oh please don't get mad at me. I don't think I can handle another mood swing.

She placed both her  hands on my face, aggressively pulled me closer and connected her lips with mine.
Our tongues intertwining.

It was long, sweet, and passionate.0
Everything I could ever want from a goodbye kiss.

She pulled away, and I did too (even though I did not want to), and we held our foreheads against each other's. My heavy breathing aligned with her silent sobs.

Her fingers ran up my neck and clutched each side of my jaw, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"Please be safe, Rick. Please come home."

No promises, but I hate seeing her like this.

"Thank you." I drawled, and with that, I pulled away and walked out the door.

The heels of my boots clicked and clacked against the floor and for once, I had a purpose to come back home.