#twd 11x01

“Found a bunch of food. We still have to see how long it will last us”, he said, waving at you to come join him outside.  The first part of the group was already walking further down the street and had left two large boxes of dried food in front of the porch, while the second part was just walking up to the house, with Maggie in their front, carrying a large bag over her shoulder.  “Can you get that?”, Gabriel asked Negan, already walking down the porch’s steps towards a pair of woman who were arguing over a can of soup, a sight you saw way too often lately. “Sure thing, boss”, Negan sighed, giving you an uneasy look before he moved down onto the street and took the bag from Maggie as soon as she stopped, while she watched him like a hawk watches its prey. Negan let out an unnerved sigh as he turned back around and moved up back beside you, starting to unpack the goods from the bag. You watched as Gabriel walked back to the house, clearly annoyed by the fight that seemed to be solved, though the women still glared at each other as they moved down the street, past Cole and three people, a woman and two man, who you were sure hadn’t seen around before.  “Who’s that?”, you asked Gabriel as he shifted next to you, nodding towards them as they reached Maggie and started to chat. “The woman’s Agatha, the shorter man is Frost and the big one’s Duncan. They’re from Maggie’s community, Cole found them close to Alexandria searching for her and the rest”, the priest said as you looked over the newbies, rather annoyed to see them join Alexandria as well. That feeling might be unfair, but Maggie and her people had brought nothing but problems for you and Negan since they got here, and their way of acting as if they owned the place and taking whatever they wanted kept on rubbing you the wrong way. Negan had ripped his ass off and had practically saved each and every person walking through these streets and was still side eyed by a small portion of Alexandria, and Maggie’s people had done nothing, absolutely nothing for this place, and got greeted with open arms. So seeing three more of them, three more mouths to feed on top of that, didn’t exactly excite you. Your eyes were just about to sway off of them as you caught the woman glancing over at you, eying first you up and down, then Negan, before she said something to Maggie that you couldn’t hear, though the look in her eyes was enough for you to like her less than you already did. “Negan, you’re gonna finish this up?”, you heard Gabe ask before he looked over at you, ripping you out of your thoughts, “And we’ll head over to the meeting room, we need a meeting to discuss our options...I don’t think will last as long as we hope.” The meeting room was filled up to the rim, stuffed with anyone who had a say-so in Alexandria, plus the three newcomers and Maggie’s her right hand men, that were carrying the two large boxes of new food into the room while Gabriel’s eyes kept on swaying over it. A pondering look was painted on his face, stern and focused before he finally let out a sigh and looked into the round. “This will last us one week”, Gabriel sighed as his eyes ran over the food rations once more, sorrowful and tense, just like everyone else in the room. You’d hoped that it would last longer, at least long enough for you to have enough time and energy to search for more, but Gabriel’s early concerns had kept you from becoming too hopeful. “That’s it?”, Daryl asked as Gabe started to nod, his eyes still fixed at the rations as you heard Aaron’s voice echoing through the room, desperately trying to be hopeful. “We can make it work.” “How? We just took in two new communities, we have no crops, no backstop”, you heard Carol say, and though you were still very much on bad terms with her, you had to agree. There were simply too many people, and too little food. “We can do it. We got people out there right now scavenging houses for materials”, Aaron asserted again, only for Gabriel to shake his head. “They’re slowing down”,the priest said, sighing deeply as he shifted over his chair,”It’s a little hard to put up a broken wall with broken tools and an empty stomach.” “Our people are good hunters. Frost and I can take a group out”, the newly joined woman of Maggie’s group, Agatha, threw into the conversation, only for Daryl to be the one who shook his head instead of Gabriel. “The ground’s all spent, the last big horde scared all the animals away..we gotta find new territory”, Daryl said, tapping his fingers restlessly over the rough edge of the large table. “Are you sure?”, the woman asked, rather desperate while you started to nod and glimpse over at her. “We were out there just a few days ago. There was barely anything in Daryl’s traps”, you said, sighing softly as you leaned yourself against the wooden wall behind you,”Going hunting is probably just a waste of energy.” “Yes...and we don’t have time, we need food”, Gabriel chimed back in as he put more pressure behind his words, fueled by the tension that just kept on rising within each person inside the room,”Lots of it, now.” An uncomfortable silence set in, fueling the suspense that hung heavily in the air before you heard Maggie’s voice cutting through it. “I know one more place”, she said, immediately direction the attention of each and every person inside the room towards her. She leaned herself onto the backrest of the chair in front of her, looking into the round before her eyes landed on Gabriel and Daryl. “The place I lived before this...where we lived. Meridian. It’s got plenty of food, water, crops and animals.” “Yeah, now it’s gone”, Elijah, another member of Maggie’s group, said, speaking out what everyone was thinking. The destruction of that place had lead her to come back in the first place, so why was she bringing it up again? “So what happened out there?”, Rosita asked after a moment, crossing her arms as she looked up from her spot on the chair to Maggie who let out a sigh before she gripped tighter onto the rest of the chair and gulped thickly. “We were on a mission. Leading walkers away. Duncan, Agatha and Frost took the last shift at the front of the herd, going miles out. I circled back with Elijah and Cole...on the way back home things kept going sideways and we got stuck out on the road. Looking back at it, I don’t think it was an accident..suddenly we heard these screams in the distance so we raced back home, but it was too late...most of our people had been slaughtered and the rest of us barely got away with our lives.” She finally paused, still not enlightening anyone why it was a good idea to head back to the place where so many of her people had been brutally slaughtered. “The people that attacked us, we only knew two things about them”,she finally added, pausing again almost theatrically long as her glance swayed through the room,”They come at night, and by the time you see them you’re already dead...that was before we caught one, Daryl was with me. He came after us alone...why? Because there aren’t that many of ‘em...They’re at meridian now. There’s plenty of food to feed Alexandria until we get this place back up and running again. That’s why they took it, we just need to take it back.” “So, you’re leaving to fight ghosts, that’s the plan?”, Aaron asked in the very moment Maggie’s voice hushed only to earn an irritated look from her. “Do you have a better one?” “Sure, fix up Alexandria for starters. The walls are not stable, walkers will get inside that’s not if, it’s when”, he said, tension filling his voice as he stepped closer towards the table in the middle, trying to make a point as he looked from face to face,”Alexandria needs us.” “This is for Alexandria”,Maggie countered nearly immediately,”My son is here. I have skin in the game too.” “Yeah but if they slaughtered everyone once, what makes this situation any different now?”, Rosita said from her spot on the chair still with her arms crossed and a testing look on her face, while Maggie started back up for another try to convince the people inside from her plan, and you were actually listening to it too.  It sounded dangerous, too dangerous for your taste but the lowering food supplies were an extremely large danger on its own as well. So while trusting Maggie blindly with this truly wasn’t an option for you, you were willing to listen. The concerns about food were basically the only reason holding you and Negan back from moving forward with your future plans, so solving this felt like one of your biggest priorities at the moment. “Duncan, Agatha and Frost are meridian’s best fighters and now I have them”, Maggie finally said before her glance swayed from Rosita back at the others, without brushing over you once though ,”Hopefully some of you too.” “Maggie this sounds like a suicide mission”, Rosita quickly countered again, and you couldn’t disagree either. Choosing between staying and possibly starving, and going and risking your life, was like choosing between the lesser of two evils. “Oh if you don’t have food, it’s not gonna matter anyway”, Daryl said, getting up from his spot on the chair,”I’ll go. Anybody else?” “We’ll form a group, I’m certain of that”, Gabriel said with a nod before he looked back over at Maggie,”But before we get more people, let’s figure out some details. Where is this place? Meridian?”  Stepping closer to the table, Maggie ran her finger over the large map that was as usual spread out on the large table, just before her movement stopped and she tapped her finger against the paper. “Up here”, she said, and from afar you could only see her pointing at an area somewhere north from Alexandria before her finger moved further over the paper and started to circle around the red dot that indicated Washington DC on the map,”We shouldn’t take the direct route I’m sure they will check these paths...it takes longer and it might be a bit complicated, but we should take a route either through DC or right past it, depending on which works best.” “You know your way along there?”, Daryl asked as he stepped closer to the table again and glanced down at the map. “That’s the tricky part”, she sighed, while you still watched her closely before Gabe’s voice directed your attention right at him. “Negan knows DC right?”,he asked, confusing you for a moment while he kept going,“I remember talking to him about it in our sessions. He went to college there, didn’t he?” “Yeah”, you nodded, “Why?” “Well we can use someone who knows the area well”, Gabriel said, speaking out what you’d assumed, but you’d needed him to say it out loud. You gulped as you shifted from foot to foot, trying to find a good and fitting answer.  Going on a dangerous trip with a group that included Maggie and her people sounded like something you should keep yourself and your husband far away from, but deep down, you knew better. Negan’s focus was on the future, on the plans you’d made and you knew that he’d say yes, just to be able to forge his own destiny again, and get you the food and supplies you needed to put those plans into practice. And if he was going, there was no doubt that you would go too.  “Well you gotta ask him but I’m sure. he’s gonna say yes”, you finally said, taking a deep breath as you looked at Gabriel,”And if he’s in, I’m coming too.” “You can’t”,he directly countered, his brows furrowing and his face lightening up with disbelief,”You got the infirmary, you-” “If he’s going, I’m going too”, you simply stated, calm but firm. You knew that Gabriel would say something like this, but you weren’t gonna budge. You didn’t trust Maggie, nor her group around Negan, and you sure as hell weren’t gonna let him leave alone with them. “Alexandria needs all their doctors”, you suddenly heard Maggie say, and just this one sentence directly rubbed you the wrong way. Maybe you felt initially hostile towards her regardless of what she was saying, but now, it felt nevertheless as if she wasn’t truly concerned about the amount of doctors that walked through Alexandria and rather about the fact that you’d join along with Negan, and just as this thought crossed your mind, it led you to another one that you’d missed before.  She hadn’t said anything against Gabriel for suggesting Negan to join.  Nothing.  Not even a word.  And this realization in combination with her reluctance to let you tag along made you feel even more suspicious about her. It might have been a coincidence, but it very well could be her seeing this as a chance to get Negan into a dangerous, possibly deadly situation, with no one there to have his back. “And I need Negan to come back from this mission alive and in one piece”, you said, looking straight at her as she clenched her jaw and gripped the rest of the chair a bit tighter. “Alexandria needs you alive and in one piece”, she said, and the way she said it, the way her tone seemed a bit too tense and urging, told you that your worries weren’t unfounded. Minutes before she was trying to make people join her cause, didn’t say anything against Negan possibly joining but now that you were trying to do so as well, it was a problem? How was she suddenly so concerned about Alexandria’s doctors when it hadn’t bothered her before?When it would’ve been entirely fine for her if you would’ve had followed through with Carol’s little plan and left Alexandria with Negan? “Is that really the reason?”, it slipped out of your lips, as you could feel yourself starting to grow more restless. The run-in with her earlier this week had already shrunken your thread of patience with her and this was enough to let it snap. ”Or do you just not want me there so it’s easier for you to get rid of him as soon as he’s got you through DC and done his job? ‘Cause I don’t want this group to arrive back here without him and tell me that he got bitten by a walker out of nowhere or that a bullet somehow ended up in his brain.” “I think you’re being a bit paranoid, this won’t happen”, Gabriel chimed in, trying to calm the tension as your eyes shot from Maggie towards him. “Well, I’m not taking my chances. If he’s going, I’m going, that’s it”, you said firmly ,”The infirmary is quite empty right now so Steve and the others can handle it for the time that I’m gone, and you can need a doctor out there too, you know that.” A sigh fell from Gabriel’s lips, and you could finally tell that he’d realized that there was no sense in trying to discuss this further with you. You’d made your decision, and they’d have to live with it. “Fair point...I’ll come by your house later, we’ll figure something out.” “So you want me to be your DC tour guide, is that right?”, Negan’s voice sounded through your kitchen, merely a few hours later, far after the sun had vanished and allowed the night to step in and fill the sky with darkness.  You’d talked to him about the mission the very moment you’d left the meeting room and got back to the houses, and while he’d said just what you’d predicted, you still let Gabe come by your house to make sure that the plan hadn’t changed, and you didn’t get any sudden surprises. “Basically...yes, and we need capable fighters. You check that box quite well”, “Alright”, Negan said, starting to nod as he hand his hand over his stubbly jaw ,”And that place has tons of food ‘n shit?” “Yes, that’s what Maggie said”, Gabriel confirmed, clearing his throat slightly ,”Her community did very well before the reapers took it.” For a short moment, Negan grew silent, and even though you were sure of his answer, you still awaited him to raise his voice again as much as Gabriel. “Okay...well, I’m in.” “I assume that means that you’re in too?”, Gabe asked as he looked over at you and watched you nod immediately. “Yes.” “Good”, he said, looking at the both of you once more before he started to make his way towards the front door,”Well, then get some rest, we’ll leave by noon tomorrow.” “Yeah, good night”, you said as you watched him slip outside and close the door with a small thud behind him before he vanished in the darkness. “If this works and we got enough food...”,you heard Negan starting to say, directing your attention from the door right back at him and the small smile that laid on his lips,”We can start trying soon as we’re back here.” “Yeah”,you nodded, mirroring his smile as you moved over to him, sighing as you plopped down on the chair next to him and felt him grasping your hand gently,”Let’s hope this is our ticket to a family.” “Yes”, Negan said, squeezing your hand softly before he breathed deeply out as his mine grew a little more serious for a moment,”We gotta keep an eye on Maggie and her folks though, cause something about her being fine to just let me join without any hesitation feels kinda fishy. I don’t wanna serve as her bait, and I don’t want you too either.” You nodded, thinking back to the similar thoughts that had coursed through your head during the meeting before you shifted closer towards him and gave him a soft smile. “We got each other out there though”, you said, squeezing his hand softly,”We can watch each others backs. I won’t let her try and do shit to you. Not ever.” “I know”, he nodded as a small grin mixed into his smile while he raised your hand to his lips to press a kiss over its back, “Well, let’s get in bed, huh? Wanna soak up as much of that comfy shit as I can before we gotta sleep on the ground and shit from tomorrow on.” A word and a blow.  Compared to usual you were in bed early, trying to get as much sleep in your cozy bed as you could. You were cuddled up to Negan when you laid in bed, snuggling closer into his warm embrace while you still chatted about some lighthearted topics here and there before you finally dozed off. Your sleep was deep and heavy, keeping you in its grasp until you could feel  shifting and restless movements around you that started to drag you back to consciousness. You were still stuck somewhere between the realms as you felt the warm body beside you shaking as the arms that usually held you still were wrapped tightly around you, as if you’d vanish if they’d loosen just the slightest. “Negan?”,you drowsily asked, still not entirely awake as you heard Negan’s uneasy voice sounding through to you. “Shit, I didn’t mean to wake you up”, he said shakily, loosening his grasp slightly as you shifted a little back to get a glimpse at him in the dim moon light. His hair was disheveled, his eyes blearly and the uneasy and nearly panicky glance in them made it look like he’d been through hell and back. “It’s okay...but what’s wrong?”, you said, worried as you reached your hand up to rub it softly over his trembling arm,”You’re shaking.” “Just a fucking nightmare”, he grumbled, gulping thickly as you sighed softly. “Shit”, you cursed, stroking gently up his shoulder as you held his glance,”Been a while since the last one, huh?” He nodded, reaching up to stroke over his face before he dropped his still slightly shaking arm quickly back around you still obviously trying to keep you as close as he could. “What happened?” “Just-”, he breathed out, clenching his jaw tightly as he tried to keep his voice steady and from breaking off agin,”She killed you...I-...I fuckin’ dreamt that she killed you to get back at me.” Your heart sank as you saw more tears forming in his eyes again and he sniffled slightly before he forced himself to keep talking. “And I-...I was so concentrated on thinking she was out for my ass, and crap I know she is... but what if she uses the opportunity out there on that mission to take from me what I took from her?” A sigh left your lips as you reached up to stroke the first tears that had fallen down his cheeks from his rough skin and his stubble, trying to search for the right words. “It’s not-”, you started, cutting yourself off as your glance met his teary one,”Baby that’s not gonna happen. In the end, she needs both of us to take that place back and we two got each other’s backs right? I get your concerns and I’m not gonna lie, I’m a bit worried too but just as we said...as long as we’re a team, we can make it.” You watched his glance drop from yours as you brushed your thumb over his cheekbone, tilting your head slightly to get a better look at him in the dark. “We don’t have to join them though..if you don’t feel comfortable-” “No, we need that food”, Negan cut you off, shaking his head as his glance connected with yours again ,”I don’t wanna wait even longer to start trying...but I could go alone and keep you out of this-” “Absolutely not”,you said, cutting him off this time as you shifted a little closer and sighed softly,”Negan, I’m just as worried about you as you are about me...we’re safest when we’re together and can look out for each other. You know that. Besides that, trying something on me would get her on Daryl’s wrong side, I can’t imagine she’d want that.” For another moment, Negan stared at you visibly trying hard to believe you instead of the horror that his nightmare had shown him before he slowly started to nod. “Yeah, I hope so”, he gulped, another shivering breath falling from his lips as you dropped back into the pillows, shuffled with your back a little up and opened your arms. “Come here”,you said, motioning towards yourself as you gave him another small smile,”Let me hold you and tomorrow we’ll just start fresh into the day...it’s gonna be fine.” Slowly, Negan started to nod as he shifted closer, enough for you to wrap him up in your arms as he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck and cuddled closer. “I won’t let anybody hurt you”, you heard Negan mumble against your skin, holding you tighter as you reached up to caress your fingers through his hair,”Not even a damn hair on your head.” “I know”, you said, leaning in to press a kiss against his forehead while you could feel him starting to relax, as his breath got slower and steadier, and his his body slowly stopped to tremble, “This works the other way ‘round too.” Negan nodded against you, humming in agreement as you held him closer, hoping to keep him from falling back into the nightmare. “Now, what kind of food do you hope we find at this meridian place? Sounds like they had plenty of good stuff there”, you asked after a few silent moments, hoping to lighten the mood a little and distract him before you’d both try to fall asleep again, just like he did when you had your nightmares, “Besides that chocolate pudding.” “I want rocky road ice cream”, it nearly shot out of Negan’s mouth, almost as if he’d been waiting for the chance to say it. “That was fast”, you laughed, glad though that your try to distract him seemed to work as he shifted a little closer to you and let out a snort. “You don’t?”,he asked with a small chuckle while you pulled the blankets tighter around both of your bodies,”That’s something those runs could never make me hope for. Can’t find nothing out there but ice cream soup...so maybe, maybe we get lucky and they got some rocky road in some kinda freezer, or shit, any other kinda ice cream.” “Hmm that’s a pretty good point”, you mumbled, feeling how Negan started to relax a little more in your embrace as he cuddled his large frame a little more into your side,”Well then lets hope for some ice cream.” “Damn right”, he mumbled, just as a yawn fell from his lips and you continued to caress through his hair, just the way he liked it. For a small while longer, you kept your conversation going, sure to keep it lighthearted to keep those negative thoughts out of his head until both of your lids started to grow heavier, your breaths grew steadier and the sleep began to pull you into its depths again, now for good. The morning came quick and so did the start of the mission, that lead you away from Alexandria, up north towards DC, right into a rain storm that had already been brewing over Alexandria. The clouds had hung heavy over the sky when you’d left, and had only gotten darker with every mile that you put behind yourselves until it finally broke down on you as soon as you entered the city’s area.  It was pelting down on you, heavy raindrops fell from a sky, so thick that you could see each of them splatter as they hit the ground and so dense, that it looked like uncountable threads of rain reached from the dark clouds down to the earth.  Shivering, you pulled the hood of your rain jacket closer over your head, trying to keep the droplets from falling into your face so you could attempt to somehow see where you were going. “Negan, how much longer does it take to get through the city?”, you heard Maggie call out through the loudness of the rain storm from the other side of the group. “We got about six hours left. We should hunker down and wait for this to pass”, Negan called back, his deep voice cutting through the sounds of the rain just as a voice, which sounded much like Frost’s joined in and made your heart rush with just one sentence. “You don’t get a vote on this, Asshole”, Maggie’s minion called out, and for a moment, you asked yourself whether you heard right what he’d just said, whether this person who’d been in Alexandria for literally one day was trying to play boss. Anger was brewing in you, poking through the startled feeling and pressuring you to say something before Daryl took that chance from you. “No, he’s right. We need to find something”, he called out, bringing you relief for at least a small moment before you heard Maggie’s voice again, distant but just loud enough to echo through the storm. “No we don’t have time!” “We can’t stay out here”, Daryl called back, speaking nothing but the truth since continuing to walk through the rain wouldn’t work for much longer. It didn’t make sense, it was slowing you down and seeing the path that you’d planned to follow was nearly impossible, just as catching walkers in the dark, which was the dangerous part. “C’mon lets get in there”, you heard him call out, gesturing towards a sign that pointed towards an entrance of the DC metro, that felt like a welcome hideout from the rain.

Bare moments later you walked down the slippery, wet stairs of the entrance, past weeds that had found a new home in the creeks of the cement and had grown to encase large parts of the staircase and trash that had been laying there for a decade. A breath of relief fell from your lips as you finally entered the main hall of the station and pulled the jacket’s hood off your head, glad to finally get a breathing spell away from the storm. It was dark and murky, only enlightened by your flashlights that bounced over the walls, inspecting the place while dog ran in between the legs, sniffling and checking out the area on his own. “You good?”, you heard Negan ask as he moved beside you while you gave him a small nod and let your backpack down for a moment, careful to keep your bow from damage on the cement ground and keep the arrows inside their quiver. “Yeah, just glad to be out of them storm”, you said, stroking some of the rain droplets off your rain jacket and pulling the zipper down, hoping to let it dry a little bit while the leather jacket that you still wore underneath kept you warm. “Alright, this way”, you heard Daryl say, pointing with the flashlight onto the train tracks that lead deeper into the underground system. “Not to sound like a broken record but I think we should hunker down and wait for this storm to pass”, Negan said, speaking out what you’d been thinking since you’d reached the metro.  “You don’t wanna go in there?”, Maggie called out, barking at Negan as if he’d suggested to go kill every soul within this station and then some. “No, I don’t”, he answered, calm but firm as he stared down at her, only to be met with a fury glare. “I don’t give a shit”, she spat, irritating you more than she already had with her first question. Negan was only being reasonable, he wasn’t suggesting to turn around and head back home, he just wanted to wait for the storm to pass instead of heading into the possibly deadly depths of the subway. “Seriously? He’s right”, you said, bringing her fury look to switch from Negan right towards you, though you were sure to make your point, you weren’t gonna back off just because she was acting like a moody toddler and didn’t want to listen to a logical advice. “We don’t know what’s in there or if there’s even a way out. The tunnels could be blocked and who knows how many dead lurk in there. We could lose more time trying to find a way through here than we would waiting here till the storm’s gone and just continue to travel above the ground”, you said, only to be met with another glare of hers before she stared back up at Negan. “Which way?”, she snapped, lightening her flashlight at him while your thread of patience was growing thinner, just as it had in the meeting room the day prior. You weren’t one to snap fast, most definitely not, you could usually keep your head cool well, but she, hell she started to belong to the few people who could make the fury grow within you lickety-split. “Daryl?”,you asked, looking over at your half-brother, trying to get some support ,”You know it’s smarter to stay here.” He barely looked at you, and instead of saying something he stayed silent, even though you knew that he was deep down aware of the risks of the underground system, but for some reason, he wasn’t speaking up against Maggie. “Which way?, she demanded to know again, seriously starting to piss you off with her tone towards Negan, especially since she was the one depending on him within these moments. She had no right to speak to him the way she did and demand information and help from him in the very same moment. You looked over at your husband, watching him clench his jaw before he sighed defenselessly. “The yellow line north switches to blue at Reagan national and from there, we hop on red toward Bethesda”, he finally said, and without any recognition, Maggie moved away, towards the train racks. “Hey can I talk to you?”, Negan asked as he stepped towards Daryl, only for you to see how your half brother shown his flashlight up into Negan’s face. “Why is that? Think we’re buddies or something?”, he retorted with a snide tone, irritating you as you started with furrowed brows at him, visibly confused by his over the top reaction. He hadn’t acted like that in Alexandria to Negan, not outside, not at your home, but oddly enough now that Maggie was around, he was acting just as pissy as she was towards Negan. He was running after her like a puppy, licking her boots, and the feeling this was giving you was more than icky. “Just wanted to ask him a simple damn question”, Negan sighed, gripping his crowbar tighter as the majority of the group was moving down the train tracks, following Maggie blindly into the darkness.  You only heard a few more footsteps behind you, that soon revealed themselves to be Cole and Frost who pushed themselves purposely harsh past Negan, bumping into his shoulders like high school bullies in teen movies. It was ridiculous. “Are you kidding me?”, you called out, feeling your anger pushing past any barrier within you that would usually hold you back ,”What was that for?” They didn’t answer, of course, they just kept on walking as you huffed annoyed and already fed up with them. “Who the fuck do they think they are”, you grumbled, glaring at them from behind as you grabbed your backpack and started to make your way down to the train tracks as well, though you very much disliked having to give in to Maggie and Daryl’s dangerous decision. “Don’t waste your energy on them, Sweetheart. Ain’t worth it”, Negan sighed, reaching out to give your hand a quick squeeze even though frustration was written over his face as well as you started to walk over the tracks, deeper into the depths of the metro.