Michonne's P.O.V

Rick and I laid in bed, in each other's arms, my favorite place.

Rick is so warm and loving, so caring and understanding and his arms are my weakness.
That's it, I've found my sweet escape in this world.. It's when I'm alone with him.

"You think we can start planning the wedding soon?" he asked

"Wait, we're having a real wedding?" I asked,  very surprised.

"Yeah.. Glenn and Maggie did, why shouldn't we?"

He kissed my shoulder and ran his hand up my waist.

"I don't know, I just felt like you weren't a wedding type of guy."

He sighed and pulled me closer, "I'm tough, not heartless. I still wanna see you smile on a special day like that, and I want everyone to know you're mine. Still holding on to my ways."

I love Rick, a lot, I just would've never thought that one day I'd marry him.

"What? You don't want a wedding?" He asked

"No no-- I mean yes, of course I do!"

I kissed his smoulded lips and caressed his jaw line.

"I love you." I whispered

"I love you too, you don't have any idea how lucky I am to love you."

"I love you more." He smiled

His voice was so raspy and southern, It gave me chills.

"Oh yeah? Prove it." I joked

He hopped on top of me and began kissing me slowly and  passionately. Our lips locked and our tongues collided for a good 2 minutes and we were about to go round two but there was a sudden knock on the door downstairs.

He hopped off of me and tried to throw on some clothes. He threw me mine and began getting dressed.

"One minute!" he yelled

I threw on my pants and my shirt and ran down the stairs, answering the door.

It was the boys, with no Judith...

"Hey," I said, awkwardly.

"Yo yo yo," Jay said, walking in.

His eyes were red and low and Carl just held his head down.

Rick ran down the stairs, with just his pants on and lowered his eyebrows at the boys.

"Where's Judy?" he asked

"Aw crap! We foorrgot er!" Jay talked very slowly but very tense.

"How could you forget? Carl?" Rick jarred

Carl looked up at his dad, with eyes as red as blood and smiled.

"My bad." Carl laughed.

What? Carl never says stuff like 'my bad' and he doesn't laugh when his dad is serious.

Okay, so, red eyes aren't normal and to me, they seem very slow.
Something's up.

I walked over to Jay and took a whiff of his  clothes, and sure enough, his clothes smelled of heavy smoke.

"Are-- are you two high?" I asked

Jay giggled and hit Carl's arm.

"What the hell?" Rick was getting angry now and he started walking toward the boys.

"Rick-- rick--" I ran in front of him and stopped him in his tracks, facing his broad chest and wide shoulders.

"They're just kids, and kids make mistakes so let em off the track."

"Yeah man!" Jay semi-shouted.

"And you, shut up, I could punish you for this." I warned him.

Wow.. I really do sound like a mom.

"They know better." Rick said

True, they do. Carl and Jay are good boys so it couldn't of been their idea to smoke pot.

"I know. " I sighed

I know how mistakes can lead to bigger things. I know a little too well from Mike.

"Let's go," I grabbed the boys by their ears and pulled them toward the door,
"Where to?" Rick asked

"To find 'Tyler'" I said

"Oh!" Rick grabbed a jacket, threw it on and we rushed out the house.

"Where does the boy live?" I jarred.

Cark pointed down the road, so we walked.

We walked mid way of the road when Carl stopped us and pointed to the blue house on the left...

Wait,

"Is that his house?" I asked

"Mhm." Carl nodded, uncontrollably.

It. Can't. Be.

This

Is

Jolene's

House.
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