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Michonne's P.O.V.

As I walked down the hallway, toward the room, I stopped by Carl's along the way. It was so early but he was so excited he decided to just go to sleep now.

I tip toed into his room over to his bed and bent down to where our faces were about two inches apart.

I caressed his forehead and moved the hair from over his eye, separating it down the middle.

Carl looked so funny with a part down the middle It made him look like a hippie & I couldn't help but laugh.

I kissed his forehead and whispered, "goodnight."

To my surprise, his big blue eyes popped open and scared the hell of out me so I jerked back but heard him chuckle softly.
"Night M'chone."

He smiled at me and with so much sass, he triumphantly ran the bangs of his hair back and flipped to the other side to go back to sleep.

When Carl pushed his hair back,  he reminded me so much of his dad.. Carl is going to grow up and he will be a strong man. He will beat this cruel world.

I smiled and shook my head at him and wandered out his room.

I walked to me and Rick's room and when I got in there, Rick was in the bathroom, shaving it seemed like.

I flopped on the bed, loudly, which must've frightened Rick because he nearly dropped his razor.

"Shit," he said

He held his hand to his cheek and walked out the bathroom, over to our dirty clothes hamper and pulled out a towel. He then began wiping the blood from his cut on his jaw.

"Rick, I'm sorry." I apologized

"It's fine. Not your fault," he chuckled a bit "I shouldn't shave like a 16 year old."

We shared a laugh for a minute and then It was back to silence.

"Well, I have to get up early, so goodnight Rick." I got comfortable under the covers and closed my eyes.

"Hey, you sure you wanna go on that run tomorrow?" he asked

Although I was trying to sleep, I didn't mind Rick talking to me because at least he finally was.

"Not really.. I been kinda tired lately. I'm doing it for Carl, and I'm sure of it." I said

"Alright, get some sleep.. Goodnight." he murmured

Rick's voice was so southern and raspy it could put me to sleep, but not to worry, I was already very tired so I didn't need help getting to sleep.
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In the morning, I woke up to Carl hovering over me,
"Hey! I got everything ready so you wouldn't have to worry!" he exclaimed

My eyes were barely open but I could still sense how happy he was, "That was very sweet of you." I smiled

"Well? Let's get going." he grabbed my hand and lifted me up out of bed

I almost lost my balance because I literally just woke up .5 seconds ago...

"Can I at least brush my teeth first?" I asked

"Fineee." he pouted

"Thank you and goodbye you troll!" I giggled and pushed him out my room as he yelled "you're  the bigger troll!"

Rick must've been already up, doing work around ASZ because he wasn't in bed and I didn't hear his old country music blasting down stairs.

I brushed my teeth and washed my face and stared at myself in the mirror for a second..
Boy, look how far I've come.

I brushed some water against my face again and walked out the bathroom.

Carl was sitting in the hall, legs crossed like a 5 year old with his backpack packed beside him.

"What did you pack?" I asked

"Clothes, bullets, water, some fruit and a few bandages."

"Good job, meet me downstairs." I said

I went back into the room and grabbed my katana off the dresser and met Carl downstairs.

We left the house and walked towards the car, where Rick and Judith were hanging at.

"So Michonne, I was thinking--- If you could like.. Let me drive?" he asked

I glanced at him and smiled,
"Sure... Can I be your Drivers ed?"

"You suck at driving," he joked

"Mhm, see, I changed my mind." I punched his arm softly and we shared a laugh.

We met Rick and Judith at the car and I guess Carl couldn't keep in the good news, "Dad! Michonne's gonna let me drive!"

Rick shot me a glance and then nodded at Carl,  "Be safe out there Carl." he said

Rick walked up to me and whispered,
"Now you be safe out there and you come home.  You hear?" he said

"Don't worry, we got ourselves."

He nodded and soon chuckled, "You're right, who am I kidding? have fun." he said

He pat me and Carl on the shoulder and continued on his walk with Judith through ASZ.

Carl threw the bag in the back seat and went over to the driver's side and suddenly I felt nervous.

We got in the car and pulled off to the gates where Abe and Sasha opened them for us.

A little ways down the road, Carl and I were singing to the top of our lungs,
"SO I PUT MY HANDS UP, they PLAYIN MY SONG OH YEAH. NODDING MY HEAD LIKE YEAH. Twistin my hips liKE YEah ITS A PARTY IN THE USA." we sang

We didn't know the lyrics well but we were having a good time and Carl was actually a good driver.

"So," he said "back to the basics and the simple life.. Tell me all of your pet peeves and all of the things that make you feel at ease." he said

There was a moment of silence as I stared at him, wondering what made him ask this, but he looked straight ahead,  driving responsibly.

"Well.. I hate cats first of all, I don't like people who try to overrun me and... that's about it." I said

"Tell me all of the things that make you feel at ease."

"Feeling safe, like, guarded and not having to  watch over my shoulders 24/7.." I said

"What else?"

"Subter bread.. Seeing you and Judith happy, you guys make me feel at ease."

"Aww that's cute but cut to the chase, does my dad make you feel at ease?" he asked a little more serious now

"Why do you ask that?"

There was a long pause until he broke the silence with a heavy sigh,
"I wasn't going to tell you but I saw you guys kissing.."

Oh my god.... I actually felt really embarrassed I couldn't get any words out.

"W- Carl why were you spying?!" I exclaimed

"I wasn't!"

"You went to wash your hands but you were spying!!" I accused him

"What? You guys kissed again yesterday?"

What?

"Don't play dumb you just told me you saw." I said

"No I meant the night at the tower.. But hey don't flip the script on me, you're the one smooching on dad!"

"Hey!" I punched his arm softly and he pretended that I hurt him.

"But, you didn't answer!"

"Answer what Carl?"

"does my dad make you feel at ease?"

"Swear not to tell?" I bargained

"Cross my heart and hope to die and if I tell, Stick a needle in my eye... Well.. You know what.. Don't-- because I need this eye." he laughed and I giggled.

Carl liked to joke about his eye sometimes and it seemed to crack him up.

"How about my thigh? Yeah! If I tell, stick a needle in my thigh."

I giggled again but still felt very embarrassed. ..
"Fine, he does."