"If you think Rick is the problem, I guess you don't know what I'm fucking capable of you asshole." - Athena Dixon
"I guess I do have more balls even than you Shane." - Athena Dixon
"I'm a Dixon. And I've been through a lot more hell than any of yo...
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"IT WAS VERY DRIPPY before."
"Was it drippy? That's okay."
"I'm going to make it into a heart!"
"Okay, that's fine. That's fine. Go ahead."
Sixteen months. A year and a half.
It's been a year and half since the war ended. A lot has changed since then. A little girl has grown like a weed. Little Judith Grimes is a newly fresh three year old. And a daring one at that. She's as mischievous as her big brother was when he was a toddler. Her curls are a dirty blonde, growing to match the brown hair of the Grimes family more and more. Her eyes are also a brown, she got those eyes from her mother. Lori Grimes. A vibrant woman that welcomed Han Jisung into her family.
Not only that but it's been a year and half since Carl Grimes died. His grave is well taken care of, perhaps the most clean grave in their cemetery. A letter C is made of several rocks, curtesy of his adopted older brother and his wife, Eve Han Rhee.
A cross now resides at the head of the grave. His name is carved into it, along with a heart. His sister and his brother visit his grave every day. They tell him stories about the new world their father made for them, for him.
"It's dripping from the heart." Judith exclaims as she looks at the red paint that slowly rolls down the painting. The red mixed with the dark brown of the painted Athena Seo Dixon's hair. Judith just continues on painting the picture. "It's okay."
"Cause the heart's so full." Michonne says. "Is that why?"
"Some is dripping on Athena!" Judith announces with a gasp.
"Oh, no!" A now six year old Angel says as she joins her family on the porch. She has two cups of water in her hand. She hands one to man that she sees as a father. Jisung smiled at his adoped daughter and kissed her forehead.
"It's okay," Eve Han Rhee pipes from Judith's other side. "You know Athena used to have red hair. At least from what she told me."
Jisung laughted at his wife, as he placed their adopted daughter into his lap "She used to have red highlights when she was fourteen, she was rebelling against Daryl about something."
"You wanna tell us about the painting?" Michonne glances between her daughter, son and Angel.
"That's our house. And Angel. And Aunt Maggie. And Athena and Binni. And little Cori. And that's Shiva. And the King. And all our friends!" Judith explains to them.
Jisung's heart fills with love and happiness as he watches his baby sister.
"Who's the grumpy face?" Comes a new voice.
Everyone turned around to look at Rick Grimes. He stands in the doorway, still in his pajamas with a graying beard that's more up-kept than the one from he had so very long ago. His hair is cut very awkwardly, thanks to Eve. Rick looks happy because he is happy.
