Wrote this on a whim and I might continue - Review and tell me what you think!

This is a story of Negan and an original character, that takes place after the war. Negan is a broken shell of a man whom is slowly rebuilt by a young woman - who turns out to be the ex-saviors daughter he didn't know was out there. He is also in company of the good doctor - Harlan. Other survivors will turn up soon. Just be patient.

Ages: Negan would be 45, Harlan is close to 35, and Roman is 15.

- EJ-StoryGirl.

Air

Air. I Need Air!

Roman was in the midst of panic while being held down under the water. She was hitting her assailant but was slowly getting weak. She could see a blurry figure through the water above her. She could hear the muffled voices.

"Finish her!" Dwight hollered. He smiled slightly watching, then continued fighting Negan. He wanted Roman to pay.

Roman recognized that man's voice - Dwight. He had taken over as leader of a group called the saviors. He sounded exhausted. Roman tried to continue holding her breath, but her lungs were burning, and she inhaled out of panic and holding her breath for so long. She stopped kicking and moving, her body went limp. She slowly closed her eyes, 'Dear God.. Take me home...' She felt herself drifting away, she swore she could see visions of her mom, and sister..

Negan managed to get the upper hand while in his fight with Dwight, he pushed Dwight down, and started beating him hard. His knuckles were raw and bleeding. He glanced over at the man holding Roman down. Negan let out a growl looking over at the doctor beating the other man that was trying to kill him.

Negan gave Dwight one final blow knocking him out, he took off running to the man holding Roman down, grabbed Lucille and bashed him over the head. The man let go of Roman and fell into the water. Negan saw Roman float lifeless, he panicked and grabbed her out of the water carrying her to the flat ground. "Fuck!" He cursed forcing her mouth open and breathed in.

Negan then started doing chest compression's. "Shit.. Shit.. Doc!" He shouted continuing, and looking down at Roman's lifeless face.

Harlan panted hard letting go of the man and glanced up, hearing Negan. He took off over to Negan and the girl. "Keep going." He was trying to caught his breath for a second, panting hard. He then took over doing compression's. After a few minutes, they switched again and Negan took over, going harder and continuing them.

"Come on RC." Negan was getting angry, not with her - but with himself. He wished he had watched over her better. "C'mon." He let out a frustrated curse - cursing God while doing chest compression's. " You've taken enough people! Damn it!.. RC you come back, now damn it!" He was actually trying to order the girl to breathe, "Breath damn it!"

Harlan just watched on in silence, believing she was really gone. "...Negan..."

"No! " He snapped at the doctor and continued. He couldn't lose anyone else - he had let enough people down, that were under his leadership. "She's going to be okay….. She has to be. " He muttered pleading, not sure if he believed it either, but he was determined.

Roman might of been a pain in the ass since he met her a month ago, but she was the first person besides Harlan to give him a chance again, after months of being alone since the war broke out. He kept watching the girls face. He blinked back tears as he continued doing chest compression's. " You're only 15! Wake up!" He grunted doing more compression's. He felt like he was losing it, as she wasn't waking up..

"Negan!" Harlan said pushing him off her, shaking his head, "Shes…" He paused hearing coughing.

Roman started coughing, and moved her head. Her body ached, she felt the a lot of pain in her chest as she slowly came back to her senses. She rolled over and coughed harder, and even threw up.

Negan pushed Harlan back, and threw Lucille in anger, and frustration. "Damn it!" He let out a choking sob and curse, closing his eyes, rubbing his face. He failed. It would be better if he just ended everything for himself right then and there. He uncovered his eyes a bit later, hearing her coughing.. "Roman Charlotte.." He glanced down at her curled up coughing and throwing up. "Shit." He started rubbing her back, and a smile came upon his face, along with some tears falling.

"Shit.." He was relieved.

Roman nodded her head hearing her name, she was coughing up a lot of water, and throwing up on her side. She felt a hand on her back rubbing and patting it. She was shaking a bit as the wind was blowing. "N...Negan? H...Harlan?" she said hoarse and raspy. Her throat hurt like hell, and she was exhausted. She opened her brown eyes, as Negan pushed her soaked brunette hair from her face, she turned her head slightly and looked up at Negan's brown eyes and Harlan's blue eyes.

She could of sworn that she was dreaming, it didn't seem real, the sun was shining through the tree's as it was beginning to raise - it landed on Negan and Harlan's faces in away that made them seem like angels. "I'm dead, aren't I?" She practically whispered it.

"Yes." Negan let out a laugh, and turned her onto her back. "Shit." He shook his head. "Hell no, don't plan on dying anytime soon." He smiled slightly and pulled her up forcing her to sit up and into a hug.

Harlan smiled, watching her. "Don't, scare us like that again." He shook his head, looking at her neck. Negan took his jacket off and wrapped it around her. "I'll look at her more once we get to camp."

Roman held a thumbs up weakly, and continued coughing more loudly. She was taken aback by Negan's hug, and hugged him slightly, she nodded listening to Harlan.

"We need to go.." Harlan said standing up, he could hear a herd of walkers coming. Negan nodded, he scooped Roman up and held her close. Roman reached down weakly and grabbed Lucille for him.

"They left a car about a mile back.." Negan said looking in the direction they had originally came from. He started walking at a fast pace with Harlan keeping up. He glanced back quickly as Dwight was laying there unconscious still.

Roman wrapped her arms around his neck, and laid her head on her arms, closing her eyes. "T...Thank you." She said softly, she was exhausted. She took her inhaler out and took a few puffs, from the water logged inhaler.

Negan didn't say anything, he just smiled slightly. He was glad she was okay, but she was going to kill him at this rate.

Harlan glanced over, hearing her. "You're welcome." he smiled slightly.

They arrived at the truck, Negan placed her in the center seat, got in the driver's seat, Harlan in the passenger seat. Harlan placed his medical bag on his lap, and kept an eye on RC. She laid her head on Negan's shoulder and fell asleep, she was exhausted.

Harlan glanced over at Negan watching him for a minute. "Have you told her yet?"

Negan glanced down at the girl, then back at Harlan. "What?" He said frowning, and sighing. He knew Harlan wasn't going to let it go.

"That she's your daughter." Harlan said watching him for his reaction.

Negan stifled back a growl, he glanced again at Harlan. "No." He sighed admitting it, he had a hunch she was his - her temper, sarcasm, and every negative thing about him along with the good things about him - when he could think of them he saw in her. "Not really sure. Can't do a fucking DNA test…" He sighed.

Harlan let out a soft laugh. "Even if she isn't yours biologically… You kind of are like her dad… You scared the shit out of her the last time, and threatened to paint her back porch red.."

Negan gave a half smile. "Well.. She did scare the shit out of me.." He shook his head. "I don't know, Harlan.." He sighed. "If, my God - she's a lot like me - I was a pain in the ass. I don't know how my folks, didn't kill me during my teenage years..." He rubbed his face with one hand, sighing.

" I'm not sure either… I would have." He chuckled looking out the window.

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EJ-StoryGirl