Michonne's P.O.V

Rick fell asleep on my chest last night, and just having him close to me, is the best feeling in the world.

He got a bit too drunk, and didn't fully make it into the bed, so he just passed out on my chest. And I let him stay there, because he's my heart, and with his soft curls so close heart, I caressed his head and whispered I love him.

"Michonne?" he whispered.

Rick is just now waking up, from almost sleeping in all morning. It's almost 11, and I don't even wanna get out of bed.

"Good morning." I smiled.

He sat up and confoundedly but passionately kissed my lips.

"Hell, Abraham and I got messed up last night." He silently rubbed his head while scrunching his face in pain, and I feel bad for him. This is what hangovers do to you,  they make you feel good through the night and then they push you down the rabbit hole in the morning..

"I know. You two sat at the table drinking and playing cards almost all night.."

"I'm sorry." he sighed

"Don't be sorry with me.. you're the one who has to deal with the terrible hangover." I laughed.

I reached over onto the dresser and grabbed the Granny Smith apple that Carl manages to get us every once in a while, and handed it to Rick.

Carl seldomly  works with Carol  and a few others with maintaining  the fruit trees and sometimes he brings home bags of Granny Smith apples for us, because he knows I love them. It's usually what he does to get his mind off of things now a day.

Rick pierced his teeth into the apple, ripping away a juicy chunk of sweetness, and passed the apple back to me.

I took a bite and we just sat in silence for a while, chewing away.

"Are you hungry?" I asked

I know he must be starving, the beer had to have drained his stomach and I don't mind cooking for my husband, so why not.

"Yes."  He laid back down and intertwined his fingers with mine.

"Okay. What do you want to eat?" I asked, brushing the hair from his forehead and planting a small kiss along his eyebrow.

"You." He chuckled.

I laughed and hit his arm, it was pretty funny I have to admit.

"Ah, I'm joking.. Or am I? Anyway, you cook anything you want, love."

He gave me a cheeky side grin,  the kind where I could see his glamorous, sharp canine tooth and a few of his back ones.
It was my favorite smile of his, because it shows his adorable dimple and he is just so handsome.

"Alright, well, I'll get cooking then." I said.

He sat up and I got off the bed. For a second, I just stood there stretching and staring at him.  He looked like Rose from the movie Titanic the way he stared at me, like he was going to tell me to paint him like one of my French girls.

I burst out in giggles because I imagined him as a French girl in my head. How long his curly hair would be and how fierce he would act.

"What's so funny?" He asked, giving me the pouty lip.

"Nothing.." I said, whilst walking over to him and kissing his lips. "I love you."

"I love you more." He said, pulling me closer.

He placed his hands on my waist and kissed my neck once, then twice and began kissing my clavicle bone and my shoulder.

I ran my fingers through his hair and gently pushed him back onto the bed. "Later." I smiled.

I turned around and swayed my hips as I dramatically left the room, leaving him speechless.

I walked down the hallway and stopped at Carl's door, to find him focused on a game he was playing on some hand  held device.

"Good morning," he said, without looking up.

"Morning kiddo."

"What's up?" He asked,  placing the game down and looking up at me.

"Uh, nothing much. Just about to go cook a little something something." I said.

"Oh cool! Can I come with?"

I shrugged my shoulders and began looking around, "Sure. Uh, where's your sister?"

"She's still asleep."

"Oh, okay. Meet me in the kitchen then." I smiled
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"She's dying, I heard."

I gasped and continued scrambling the eggs, "Wow.. that's crazy.. but karma will always come around they say."

Carl shook his head and continued to pour the  homemade lemonade into 3 glasses, one for himself, one for me, and one for Rick.

Carl and I gossip alot, about everything going on around here... and...

JOLENE'S DYING.

I should be sad, shouldn't I?

but HA, I'M NOT.

She deserves it, honestly, I don't mean to be rude, or a total bit** but she came for my family and now it's her time.

"Where do  you think Tyler will stay?" I asked

not that I really care about her son, just wanna know where he'll be so I CAN KEEP MY FAMILY FAR FROM HIM.

"Not here that's for sure. I can't stand to get attached to anyone else." He sighed.

"Oh no,  he was definitely not staying here."

The eggs were finally done, along with the rest of the food.

I cut off the stove and emptied the eggs into even proportions on each of the three plates.

"Man, this looks good." Carl said, rubbing his stomach.

I looked down on my plate, at the eggs, the subter bread and the grits with fried green tomatoes on top of them.
"Yeah, don't touch your food until your father gets down." I grinned.

Carl has a habit of digging into his food before the whole family is able to sit down, he's a sneaky little one.

"RICK! FOOD IS DONE, don't forget to bring Judith to-"
before I could finish, Abraham bursted through our front door like a mad man, half out of breath  with wide eyes and messy hair.

"Michonne I need you, like right now!"

My eyes widened because he looked worried...Sasha's so close to her due date and  something could be wrong.

Carl and I stood cluelessly staring at Abraham as he struggled to catch his breath.

Just then, Rick ran into the kitchen, shirtless, with Judith on his hip, alarmed by the big bang from the door being shoved open..

"What's going on?" he asked

"Sasha... she's in labor and she's in pain----"

"Is everything okay?!" I exclaimed

"Yeah she's fine... I just can't watch her in pain and she said if I can't be beside her during this, than she doesn't want anyone else but Michonne."

And when he said that, a  rush began to fill my body,  I was ready to help Sasha through this.

I shot Rick a glance and he nodded his head, "Go. We'll meet you there." He said.

"Alright." I murmured.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath and next thing I knew, I was rushing to Dr.Carson's.
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Rick's P.O.V

An hour has passed, Sasha's still in labor, Carl's asleep in the corner, Carol, Daryl, Glenn, Maggie, Baby Hershel, Judith and I are waiting patiently for Michonne to walk through the door and tell us the baby is here, and Abraham's  pacing back and forth, frantically hyperventilating.

"Do you guys think it's a boy or a girl?" Glenn asked, out of the blue.

I held Judith down from all the bouncing around she was doing and cleared my throat, "Hm, I think a boy."

"hoping for a little girl." Carol smiled.

Carol's so supportive, and she's just a rock. She's there for everyone.. always positive. I thank God for her everyday.. I thank God for all my family, actually.

"Girl." Carl murmured from the corner.
Oh, I thought he was asleep but I guess not.

"Boy, a boy would be nice. That way Hershel will have someone to grow up with," Glenn smiled.

Maggie glanced at Glenn and smiled, to which he pecked his lips against hers silently.

"What do you think sweet heart?" I asked Judith.

I pulled her to my  ear, like she was whispering something and pretended to listen.

"Judith votes a boy." I chuckled.

Everyone's faces got a bit brighter, as we continued to wait for the results.

A few moments later, Michonne finally stepped out the door with  a smile so wide across her face.

Everyone perched up and Abraham almost knocked her down to get into the room.

"Ladies, Gentlemen, I would like to introduce you to the  addition," She opened the door wider and everyone crowded at her feet.

"Abraham first."

Abraham got in front of us all and Michonne led us into the room, where Sasha lay on the bed, with a tiny little baby wrapped in her arms.

"I would like you all to meet, Miss. Giavanni Ford."

Miss, eh? Abe's got him a little girl.
Every gasped in awe and  stepped a bit closer.

Abraham removed his hat and held it in his hands as he hovered over Sasha anxiously, on the verge of tears.
His hands were shaking, and Sasha looked up at him with so much love in her eyes. The sight was beautiful, the baby was beautiful, with soft light skin, pretty eyes and brown curls. 

"Hey Miss. Ford, I finally get to meet you." Abraham smiled.

He turned his head and wiped a tear, and when he turned back, everyone began clapping for some reason. Even I did, It was too beautiful not to clap.

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Michonne's P.O.V

After everyone got a chance to  touch the hand of Giavanni or atleast take a good look at, Abraham finally got to hold his new baby girl in his arms.

"I'm- I'm your papa and I swear I won't let anything happen to you, G." he stammered.

God, I could cry.

I walked over to Rick and interlocked my fingers with his.
We stared ahead at Maggie introducing baby Hershel into baby G. It was so heart warming, the way baby Hershel smiled at G, and how happy Abraham looked. It just makes me want a baby even more. aggggghhhh!

Carol stood over the bed, caressing Sasha's head and helping her to sleep.

Sasha's labor was long and painful, painful just to watch, but she got through it! And now she definitely needs her beauty  rest.

Glenn, Daryl,  and Carl bushed around Abe and Maggie with the babies, observing but keeping a small distance between them.

Rick tightened his grip with my hand and glanced at me, "Michonne I think I got baby fever too." he whispered.

I raised an eyebrow and glanced at Judith, "you have a baby in your arms." I giggled.

"I know, I just, I want a baby with you." he sounded like a desperate 5 year old and honestly he was so cute.

"Well I'm ready if you are.. at least I think so."

He kissed my forehead and I wrapped my arms around him and Judy.
I really am ready to have a baby with Rick. I'm ready to start a new chapter in my life.

"Let's start trying tonight, then."

"Tonight?" I solicited.

"Tonight." he assured.
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uh ohhhh MR AND MRS GRIMES BOUTA GET THEY FREAK ON!

What do you think?

i really dont know where im going with this story :/

Should I write in 3rd person again sometime?

This upcoming week (may 15th- may 20th) is my last week of school so get ready for a ton of Glaggie, Richonne, Caryl, Sabraham and Jesyl (jesus and daryl) fanfics and one shots after this week!!!!11!!11

vvvvv  RANT BELOW vvvvvv

Okay.. So, sometimes I zone off to my own little Richonne world, and I just imagine all the wonderful things they're doing right now, after all the Negan shit and what not,  but then... then I remember None of this is real, it's just a TV show. I'm not even kidding guys, nothing hurts more than remembering that Richonne is fake, it's all just for show. Like, Andrew Lincoln is probably at home with his wife right now, happier than ever, and Danai is probably at her house, not a care in the world about Richonne.

IT HURTs sO MucH TO RemEmBER THAT ITS FAKE Ughhhh my achy breaky heart. I just wish TWD was real, and  then I wouldn't have to die inside everyday, remembering that it's fake.

Like, all the cute fanfics I read, and all the pictures and gifs of them kissing, will never be real :((( their kisses are fake, the way he holds her hand is fake, every Richonne,  Glaggie, Caryl, Sabraham moment ever is fake.

but like irl, I always wonder what Andy's wife feels like, knowing her husband smooched the H-e-l-l out of such a BEAUTIFUL AMAZING VEry TALENTED GOREGEOUS AMAZING HUMAN BEING, and I wonder how Norman feels (since he and Danai seem to be a thing?????).

WAiT, Can we talk about how Norman and Danai are kind of a thing? now this is real life I know I'm not the only one getting the drift that Norman and Danai have something. I mean after all, He did kiss her just because he could.. he posted that picture, and lots of other pictures with her.. and in every interview or comic con, HE's ALWAYS ALL OVER HER LIkE NORmAn you wild lol wydddd!???? they ArE always goofing off together and what not and NORman EVEN SAID HE SHIPS DICHONNE, but since Richonne is Canon, I bet Norman's sad oh sad XD but anyway, I'm all for Danai and Norman in real life. I  just really hope he confirms to sources soon that they are a thing instead of leaving us on a cliffhanger, like he's done before AND LIKE SCOTT FU***** GIMPLE DID. JFC

DAMN I shiP  IT sO MuCh

this grinds my gears. All the couples on TWD aRE faKE IT hurts  guys it realLy hurts, like Glaggie is soooo cute  but irl, Steven has a girl, and Sabraham is my OTFP but Sonequa has a husband Diebuwevaclkweviycfeiyegvfiyheviydvqghf my achy breaky heart.

SO I'm gonna stop typing now, this rant is long enough, so yeah... tell me what you think about this rant.

Sorry for all the typos, I'm so worked up.

QOTD:  Should I rant in my future chapters or do I need to take a chill pill.

Peace out girl scouts, till next time!GOtta BLast