Okay so there is OOC characters in this chapter. I dunno I kinda just like the idea of Andrea, Daryl, and Glenn being bros.

"Mich, what are you up too? I just finished up my paperwork, do you want to watch a movie tonight?" Andrea stepped out of the shared study of their apartment and walked to the fridge to grab a drink, eyes focused on her fiancée who sat on the couch with her laptop perched on her lap.

"Sorting out the invitations and who's coming." The brunette answered easily, not taking her eyes off the screen.

The blonde nodded and stepped closer to the other woman. "How many?"

"Well…including aunts, uncles, brothers, sisters, cousins, grandparents, nieces, and nephews…about a hundred." Michonne glanced up with a smirk.

"Nice turn out." Andrea smiled, setting down her bottle of water and plucking the laptop from the brunette's lap and setting it down on the coffee table beside the water and setting herself where it had been.

Michonne slid her hands onto the blondes hips and waited for what she knew was coming. "…My mom isn't coming is she?"

"You uninvited her, remember?"

She nodded. "I just…I always wanted my mom to do mom things for me and with me and Amy…she never did. That was always dad." She smiled, slipping arms around the dark woman's shoulders. "He took us fishing, camping, taught us how to catch fire flies the right way…always remember to poke holes in the top. Amy forgot once and she cried for almost three days." She chuckled at the memories.

Michonne nodded. "I get it."

"I know." Andrea sighed. "He took Amy and I to a football game, he was born in Florida but he was always a fan of The Saints…made fans out of the both of us. He taught us to play lacrosse too, and basketball. He was always really big on fishing and sports. Typical man."

"I'm sorry about your mom."

Andrea was quiet for a moment. "…Me too." She shrugged off the sadness she felt and ducked down to kiss her fiancée.

Daryl grunted as he shrugged on his blazer. "I feel like I'm going to prom."

Andrea laughed from her place behind Glenn, carefully coming his hair. "You make it sound like you never went."

"Yeah dude, you went to prom twice the same night. Eliza cried for like a month." Glenn glanced at him with a smirk.

"I apologized! Besides the one was a bet." Daryl shrugged.

Glenn and Andrea just laughed. Michonne was with her brother, Maggie, and Carol. Michonne wasn't much for the dresses, claimed they weren't very practical. So she would be wearing something akin to a tux.

Andrea wanted to look perfect and she wanted her dress to be just right.

"Yunno, if I ain't think of you as a sister, I'd try and hit on you right now." Daryl joked.

Andrea smiled. "Even on my wedding day?"

"Girl that's what makes a Dixon a Dixon."

"…You know you're better than that. I know you love your brother but you're worth a lot more than some drugs and running from gang to gang."

He nodded. "I know." He mumbled. Most of the reason he stuck with Andrea and Glenn is because they were on the straight and narrow and he'd be damned if he'd end up in Juvie like his brother.

"You guys are bumming me out." Glenn turned.

Andrea smiled down at him and pulled the comb through his hair once more. "Sorry. You're next country boy."

Daryl groaned but took Glenn's spot in the chair.

The wedding went off without a hitch. Joshua arrived the morning of the wedding with Amy and walked her down the aisle with a proud grin.

Daryl stood beside Glenn with Maggie and Beth as Andrea's best men.

Michonne wore dark pants like she would when she was at work, with a white blouse that had black tribal designs on the cuffs and hem, she wore a black leather vest over it. Her hair was tied up for the day.

Sophia and Judith were adorable flower girls, dropping sunflower and rose petals. Carl was fighting a blush as he carried the rings down after them. Rick glanced at Lori who wore a grin as wide as his own as they watched their daughter and son stand off to the side quietly.

When vows and the 'I do's were exchanged Glenn was almost positive he saw Daryl's eyes moisten with tears. "Are you crying?" He whispered.

"Nah man. Allergies." He quickly sniffed and stood straight.

Glenn raised a brow but didn't take his word for it.

It was made clear that everyone was to throw flower petals, not rice. Andrea said she didn't want to feel like she was being stabbed with needles so it was switched to petals.

Glenn, Daryl, Maggie, and Beth rode together to the reception. They had rented out the lobby of a hotel for a few hours. Everyone on the list showed up.

"Partyin' till the break 'a' dawn ya'll!" Daryl spoke over the microphone at the DJ station. "Let's get this party started so we can get to the After party later!" Everyone clapped before the music started.

"Andy." The blonde turned at her name, and found her father standing beside her mother.

"…Mom."

The woman smiled awkwardly. "I-I was wrong to say the things I did Andrea. I know I'd never get a ribbon for 'best mom' but…mine was in and out a lot of my life so I never really knew how to do it well." She wrung her hands, searching for the words. "I'm not…making an excuse. I was wrong…and I am sorry. My own mother never cared what made me happy and I did that to you and Amy and I am so sorry."

Andrea nodded.

"I never wanted to be like her but I did it anyways." She laughed humorlessly. "I want what makes you happy, and if this is what it is…I will do my best to support you. If…you will allow me."

Michonne glanced at her now wife, she saw the blonde blink tears from her eyes and nod.

"I just wanted you to be there for us. I didn't think that was much to ask."

"It wasn't, I'm sorry."

Josh nodded with a grin to Michonne who nodded back but with a smaller smile. "I think we should have a mother/daughter dance here, huh?" He walked around the two blondes and head for the DJ.

The party was finally over and the stragglers were leaving and either getting in their cars, walking home, getting a ride, or hailing a taxi.

"That was…awesome party yunno…I'm not…I ain't even…" Daryl slurred, disheveled and hanging off of an also drunk Glenn was wasn't as drunk but Daryl would be in for a hangover when he woke up. "Ain't even that…drunk." He belched and laughed.

"Yeah you are." Andrea laughed, looping her arm through Michonne's. "You can crash at my place since Maggie and Beth already left for the hotel with Hershel."

"S' a good…good plan." Daryl mumbled.

"Yeah…totally. Good idea…don't wanna…wanna…drive! Drive and…crash." Glenn chuckled.

"Nah, that'd be like…like evil man."

"Oh my gosh dude…so evil."

"We'd be…we'd be bad folk if we…if we uh…drink 'n' drive."

"Oh my God!" Andrea grabbed Glenn's arm and pulled him along who pulled Daryl. "Mich, get a taxi."

Michonne just chuckled and raised her arm.

Glenn and Daryl passed out almost as soon as they hit the couch. Daryl let his head fall back and his mouth opened. Glenn fell to the side and clunked his head aginst the arm.

Andrea rolled her eyes with a smile as she took Michonne's hand and led her to the bedroom. Before she closed the door she head one of the men mumble, "Bunnies…don't shoot the laser…no…"

Michonne helped her out of her dress before she started changing. Andrea grinned as she slipped off her bra and tugged on an old large shirt before crawling in bed. Her dress lay across a chair in the corner.

The brunette slipped into bed after her with a tank top and briefs on. "So…we're married now."

Andrea's grin became brighter. "We are." She snuggled up to her side. "It feels kinda awesome."

"I wonder when the honeymoon phase ends." Michonne mumbled, receiving a light smack on her stomach.

"Don't spoil it."

"Yes Mrs. Andrea."

The blonde laughed before settling back into her wife's side. 'Wife.' She though. She smiled again. It did feel pretty awesome.

Okay so maybe a bit longer than two-chapters...lol