#stuff and queues

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Finding some old decorations while on a run, Dani brings them back; setting up everything she found including a small artificial tree for Carl and Judith to enjoy. Still working on hooking everything up, she hums softly to herself, nestling some hastily wrapped presents under the tree. Hoping to get it done in time, she keeps glancing back over her shoulder, grinning mischievously to herself.

Rick pushed the door open and was about to call out when he was stopped in his tracks by the change of decor. He looked around, a faint smile tugging at his lips as he made his way into the living room to find Dani near the tree. “You’ve been busy.” His eyebrows quirked up as a smile spread across his lips. If he hadn’t been so delighted with what she’d done, he might’ve felt guilty he hadn’t thought to do the same for his kids. “Where’d you find all this?” 

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I think you would be good at playing Morgan.

What other muse would you think I’d be good at playing? This fandom or another.

Oh, that’s interesting. I don’t think I’ve ever been recommending Morgan before. There definitely isn’t many around, or at least that I’ve encountered. I think it would be an interesting dynamic going from Rick to Morgan so united in their grief and loss yet so different in the way they see the world. Thanks for the suggestion!

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"Rick. I'm going to make it my personal goal to make sure you get laid tonight," Shane dropped onto the chair and immediately put her feet up on his desk, her expression determined. "Alright, maybe not laid because damn are you stubborn, but I'm gonna get you a lady's number. It's 'singles awareness' day afterall, there's got to be a ton of fish just lookin' to get stupid for fun. It is my duty, as your best friend, to make sure you don't die alone."

Rick looked up at Shane with a completely neutral face. It was all too often that he didn’t even want to dignify whatever she’d said with some sort of response other than that look. He was already shaking his head before she even finished what she had to say. His gaze shifted from her feet on his desk back to her again, a slight quirk of his eyebrows in silent disapproval of the gesture. “Thank you Shane. While I appreciate that confidence in my ability to find someone to spend my life with, no I don’t think I need your help this evening.”

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Emily waited until the end of shift when the office was mostly quiet to slip into Rick's office, the card he'd left for her in hand. Closing the door behind her, she leaned against the wooden surface and smirked at the Sheriff, "I never knew you were such a literary person, Rick. I mean that was quite an interesting poem." She gestured toward him with the card, her eyes bright with mischief, "I certainly hope you're not one of those writers who's all talk and no follow-through."

Rick smiled as soon as Emily walked through the door, the smile widening slightly when she closed the door behind her. The look on her face said it all. He knew she’d gotten the card and he couldn’t help but be a little pleased with himself about it. “I do have the ability when the moment presents itself.” He tried to keep a straight face but it was pointless with the way she was looking at him. “Have you ever known me not to do what I say I will, Em?” His eyebrows quirked upwards as a grin tugged up the corners of his lips. “I have every intention of followin’ through.”

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"I'm ready to be back."

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Rick turned when he heard the familiar voice. He had been worried about Tara’s state, unsure of just how fast she might recover if at all. The more he had seen her around and heard the updates on her progress the better he felt. He slightly nodded his head at her statement, a small smile tugged up the corners of his lips. “We’re ready to have you back.”

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Emily crept up behind Rick, two flutes of champagne in hand. She pressed a kiss against the nape of his neck before slipping around in front of him to lean against the railing. "So, I've done something pretty incredible this year," she smiled teasingly, offering him one of the champagne glasses, "I managed to keep an amazing man interested in kind of train wreck." Leaning forward, Emily kissed him slowly, "thank you for believing in me."

Rick accepted the flute and tipped his head to the side slightly as he listened to what she perceived as a major accomplishment for the year. He was already shaking his head before she finished what she had to say. Sometimes it really did amaze him that she managed to think that way when nothing could be further from the truth. He let out a soft laugh as he accepted the kiss. Rick tugged her close with his free hand and held her gaze. “I think you’re confused because it’s me that’s the one who is lucky to have such an incredible woman interested in me.” He kissed her again softly before he pulled back to look at her again. “Of course I do, it’s the easiest thing I’ve ever done.”

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Alicia let out a breath as she was searching a store for anything her and her brother needed. She had her knife handy and kept filling her bag till she heard someone behind her.

Rick carefully cleared the front of the store. Itlooked as if someone or something had recently entered the store. He’d noticedwhat looked like freshly disturbed dust and debris. His gun was held up at theready as he eased his way quietly around the aisles until he found the sourceof the disturbance. “Don’t move.” His tone was low but firm. “Are you alone?”

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"Holy crap. You're that cop that arrested me back when things were normal." Gloria said in disbelief after she ran into the man. //thank you for following!//

Rickstared at her for a moment after her statement. It felt like another lifetimethat he’d held that role. The memory slowly came back to him as he made the connectionbetween the woman he saw standing before him and the one he’d seen back then. “Yeah,I remember you now.”