Carl's P.O.V

"Carl are you coming or not?" Michonne snapped, as she struggled to tie her boots.

"Mo-- Michonne, please... Calm down." I said, rubbing my throbbing temple.

She's been over the roof lately, her mood swings are unpredictable and I'm never prepared for them.
One moment she's placing a kiss on my forehead before I go to sleep, and the next she's screaming her lungs out at me for not hanging my jacket on the rack properly.

"I am calm!"

"No...you're not." I sighed
Obviously you're not if there's a VEIN ALMOST POPPING OUT OF YOUR NECK.

She still struggled to reach for her boots over her stomach, so I went ahead and bent down and tied them for her.

"Thank you." she sighed as I got up and stared her in the eyes desperately.

"It's okay but are you okay, Michonne?" I sat beside her and leaned my head on her shoulder, a small volumous gesture to let her know I'm always there for her.

"Yes.. Just tired... And stressed. I'm sorry for being so horrible lately, I know you and Rick have about had it with me." she laughed

Oh, Michonne. If I was better at explaining how I felt, like Jay was, maybe you'd know how much you meant to my dad and I.

I tried to grin, but I just couldn't pull myself to do it, "We'll never be tired of you." I whispered.

"I hope not." she laughed and I smirked slowly.

Suddenly, dad finally joined us in the living room with Judith in his arms. He looked pitiful!
His eyes were red and he had bags under his eyes so huge they could carry groceries. He looked sick, but he's not.. He's just really tired, like me, like Michonne.

"You ready sweetie?" he asked, gently rocking Judith on his hip.

"Yeah, let me grab my bag." Michonne said, she raised her hand out and dad helped her up because she could barely help herself up anymore.

She proceeded to the back room, leaving dad and I staring at each other like idiots..

"Do you ever think about your mother?" he spat quickly and quietly.

Oh my gosh, I thought I was the only one who still got the thought of Mom when I looked at Michonne.

"I don't wanna talk about it." I smiled

He shook his head and rubbed his eyes with his thumb and index finger.

Ah, that's what's been bothering him.

"She'll be okay." I murmured as Michonne strutted back into the room with her bag over her arm.

"Let's go see what we're having." She smiled
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"Now this is gonna be a little cold so bear with me," Carson smiled, pouring some type of blue gel on his hands.

He rubbed it on her stomach and she jerked back in surprise. "A little?" she winced.

Dad and I laughed as Judith stared in amazement. Her eyes never left Michonne, and if they did, it was to see what Carson was grabbing.

Me too, Judy.

Michonne closed her eyes and held tight to dad's hand as Dr.Carson ran some white monitor over her stomach.

It was silent, Carson focused strongly on the screen of whatever was in Michonne's belly and Dad placed kisses along her hand and arm... It was all a bit too over whelming for me because the thought of my mom was stuck in my head, not to mention the reoccurring flashbacks.

"I've got somethi-- oh Jesus."

Oh Jesus, hm, oh Jesus alright.

"What?" Michonne asked, trying to sit up.

Carson gulped and took a deep breath, "Michonne there's three babies in there."

"WHAT!" we all shouted at once

"Wait ---nevermind. It's just two."
He corrected

"WHAT!?" We shouted again

2 babies?!?!? Oh my God. It can't be. That's one too many.

"You're having identical boys."

"Are you sure? L- like is this thing accurate?" Dad asked, still holding on tight to Michonne's hand.

"Can't get any more accurate than this unless 3 babies pop out when it's time. " Carson laughed

No one else laughed though, we were all in too much shock.

"Well.. Uh, I'll step out and I'll let you talk. I'll be back." Doc said, getting up and leaving.

He shut the door behind him and then I finally let out the breath I was holding in since he said three babies.

"Rick we can't have 2 kids. There's not enough food or space, Gregory will kick us out.

"No..." He murmured with his head down.

"We'll find a way. And we'll be good parents like Sasha and Abraham and Glenn and Maggie are.. We can do it Michonne, do you believe we can do it?" he sighed

Man, I don't know.. Maybe she's right.. 1 baby is already enough, so 2 babies is way too much. We don't have the time, food, space or right materials for 2 babies..

What we need is a miracle.

"I do, Rick." Michonne smiled.

Dad let out a relieving chuckle and she did too, and suddenly, the mood wasn't so dim anymore.

I pulled Judith off my lap and placed her in front of me, where we were face to face.

"Do you want another brother?" I asked in a soft, saccharine tone.

"Anoder brobber?" she lowered her eyebrows and the look of confoundment shot across her face.

"Yeah, another brother!" I boasted

Dad and Michonne stared at Judith and I now, anxious as I was for her answer.

"To pway with?" she asked

"Yeah, and you get to boss them around and beat them up because you'll be the BIG sister." I exclaimed

She smiled widely and began clapping like crazy, "yay!!" she shouted

"Yay!" Dad laughed

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