It had been over a month since Negan violently killed two of your friends from your group. You hadn't actually witnessed Glenn and Abraham's brutal deaths, so you didn't have to picture those bloody images every time you closed your eyes. You didn't have to relive your friends' screams every time you had a moment alone. For this, you were grateful. Grateful for the fact that you, Heath, and Tara had left Alexandria on a supply run just a few days before Negan and his saviors attacked your friends. They had been trying to get Maggie to Hilltop to see the doctor. Thankfully, she and the baby are okay… for now anyway. Her mental state however, was not doing so well. This reminds you… you're supposed to bring the prenatal vitamins with you when you visit Maggie after lunch today, and after you finish with the laundry.

It was in fact a beautiful day today, so you chose to do some much-needed chores such as washing all the sheets and blankets from the beds in the house that you share with Rick, Judith, Carl, and Michonne. You didn't mind doing chores like this when it felt so terrific outside. The sun was shining bright, but there was still a cool breeze that seemed to keep it what you considered to be the perfect temperature. This is the reason you chose to wear your jean cutoff shorts with your favorite sweatshirt. It was about two sizes too big for you, which is why the cutout neckline would often fall off one of your shoulders. This was the perfect day for such a casual outfit. Although you were wearing your heavy, brown Doc Martin boots…. I mean it's not like it's a good idea to go barefoot nowadays. You tied your long blonde hair on top of your head in a messy bun…You almost felt like you could just jump in the car and drive to the local Wal-Mart. Almost, but not quite. Because… you know. the whole fucking world had gone to shit two years ago, and the walkers took over everything. It's funny how you missed the weekly trips to "town" to buy groceries and check out what new items the local shops had in stock.

At the moment, you were thoroughly enjoying your iPod. Grateful that Alexandria had the luxury of solar power to be able to charge such a non-essential item. You made sure to use your ear buds so as to not disturb Judith, who was napping just inside. To say you had a taste for all types of music was an understatement. In any case, you definitely did not want Daryl to know the latest collection of music that you had on your playlist. You grinned just thinking about the time he found out that you liked both New Kids On The Block and Guns-n-Roses. Not to mention your total obsession with Garth Brooks.

Distracted with the task of hanging sheets on the clothesline to dry, you nearly squealed with delight when a song came on that you hadn't heard in years! Sasha must've downloaded it from Tyreese's playlist. The thought that she took the time to find this one song for you… and on her dead brother's iPod nonetheless, was not a small thing. You made a mental note to thank her the minute you saw her. As you continued the job of hanging and pinning the blankets…. you let the music take you back to when you were just seventeen. A time when your whole world seemed to change in one car ride.

Then:

It was a typical November afternoon at your part-time job as a carhop at the local drive-in restaurant. You had just gotten off work, and were stressing after yet another argument with your mother. She said she wouldn't pick you up from work and you literally had no idea how you would get home. So you decided to join a few of your coworkers at a table outside. You knew most of the people at the table. Well, except for one that is. He was sitting next to your friend Adam. You noticed that he looked vaguely familiar, as if maybe you had seen him around town a few times. But it was what you saw in his eyes that really got your attention. You never could put your finger on it, but you saw something in this stranger's eyes that made you want to get to know him. It was a sort-of "pull" you felt, almost like a magnet being drawn to metal. It was something that you had never felt before in your few years of dating. He was definitely handsome…so that didn't hurt. Yet, it was more than that. So when Adam suggested that Cory take you home you gladly accepted. You didn't actually know Cory, but you knew Adam, and you trusted that he would not let you leave with some crazy psychopath.

Ten minutes later you were sitting in Cory's hatchback, listening to him sing along to a popular song on the radio. You remember thinking how nice his voice was, and you took an opportunity to sneak a glance at this him. He was definitely a few years older than you were. You guessed four, maybe five years. You could tell he spent a lot of time in the sun because his skin was dark and tan on top of his obvious Italian features, and you definitely liked what you saw. He had thick dark hair, lips that looked like they were made for kissing, and he even had a slight cleft in his chin. Every now and then, you'd look away as it was apparent that he was checking you out as well. When you had the chance to look over at him again, you couldn't help but notice his toned and muscular arms. You felt your face begin to get warm when you saw how massive his hands were as they gripped the steering wheel. You began to wonder if other parts of him were just as large. God, what a little slut you were lusting after this stranger who you literally just met an hour before. You were a more than little disappointed when his car pulled up to your house. After thanking him again for the ride, you said goodbye and began walking up your driveway. But not without shaking your ass a little more than you normally would, while singing to yourself the words to the song that had been playing just moments ago…"I'll Make Love To You."

As you lost yourself in the song and the memory, you unconsciously began to sway your hips to the music. Before long you were singing the along…and loudly. It been so long since you allowed yourself to get lost in the past. It was almost as if you couldn't help yourself. Besides, no one was going to be bothering you for a while. You knew that your friends were either home or on work detail. More to the point, it was your day off. Little did you know that while you were busy getting lost in those memories brought on by the music playing in your ears; that Negan and his group of about "saviors" had just arrived at the front gate of Alexandria…. one week earlier than expected. That yet another stranger was about to enter your world, and change it forever.