#(michonne threads)

Michonne knew better than anyone that monsters from the past were always lurking.  She wanted to talk to her son like she remembered him,  small and in need of her protection,  but he wasn’t that anymore.  ❝It doesn’t matter what we’ve done in the past to survive.❞  She looked at her son,  taking in all the things that she’d missed,  as if she could in that one moment.   ❝What matters is that we have each other now.  What we do now.❞  Nothing was ever easy.  Not in the world she couldn’t shelter her son from.

Michonne watched Andrea carefully,  trying to pick up on what her friend was feeling.   They hadn’t been able to spend as much time together as she would have liked.  Then they were paird up for guard duty.  She noticed Andrea was quiet,  and couldn’t help asking,   ❝You good?❞ 

Brows knitted together in a light scowl,  and a gentle huff of aggravation left her.   Despite her hopes that they would be finished by now,  she didn’t mind having a little more time to spend at Hilltop.   Since the communities had reconnected,  she wanted to make up for lost time.   ❝I know,  I know.❞   Her expression lightened.   ❝I was just hoping that you all would be  safe and sound,  walls up and secured by nightfall.   I’ve got to leave for Oceanside tomorrow.❞

      ❝Judith asked me to invite you over for dinner.❞   Michonne had considered her daughter’s idea before actually coming to Lydia.  She trusted Daryl’s judgement on keeping the girl around,  but she was still a little wary.   But if she was going to learn the trust the newcomer,  then she would have to get to know the young girl.  And if her daughter was taking a liking,  then there was no stopping her.   ❝If you’d like,  you should come.❞

          ❝Hey   --   when you leave the gates,  I need to know about it.❞   Michonne made the rules for everyone’s safety.   Of course,  she was going to be a little more angry when it was someone who she cared about so much breaking the rules.   ❝We have security protocols for a reason.   What were you thinking?❞

❝If it’s any consolation,  this whole thing is weird for me too.❞   Michonne said when she found herself alone with Lena.  Michonne was learning to trust,  learning to have this safety that Alexandria was providing.   Being with Rick was another thing she was learning.

❝  --   Sorry.❞   Michonne said crossing her arms.   ❝I was just  . . .  ❞  She shrugged a shoulder and averted her eyes. 

Michonne wasn’t going to leave Andrea’s side until she was fixed up.