(Hello Negan-Lovers! Yes, I am at it again haha. I hope ya'll enjoy this one and thank you, everyone, for all the past props I've gotten from ya'll. It keeps me going :) Do please review rather its positive or constructive criticism, I love reviews and those help me keep writing. 3 ))

Chapter 1:

"With Dwight dead its simple, we need an 'in' at Sanctuary. His information was invaluable," Rick said, crossing his arms over his chest as he leaned back in the chair.

Around the table were his friends in Alexandria. An Emergency meeting had been called when Dwight had been found to be dead...bitten by a walker. This lowered everyone's morale, Dwight was their one ace in the hole...and now they had nothing. Everyone got quiet.

"What about Eugene?" Daryl asked.

"We have no idea what side he's really on but the last time Dwight reported he said Eugene was on Negan side," Rosita spat unhappily.

"I could go 'change' sides," Daryl offered.

"No, we need you here," Carl said firmly.

From the opposite end of the table, there was soft snoring. A young woman, new to the group along with a few friends of hers had just found Alexandria about a week ago. They had come with a shit ton of supplies and offered to help out in exchange for housing. Rick did tell them about the 'war' that was going on and the new people assured them that this...was how it was all over. It was all the same to them.

Rick nudged the woman gently, "Sorry Charlie, you should be awake for all this," he said to her gently.

Charlie snorted herself awake, her green eyes blinking with a sheepish smile on her face. "Sorry, ya'll caught me dead-ass fucking asleep," she stretched.

Rick smiled a bit and patted her back. Charlie and her friends could be aloof at times but they worked their asses off..to the point of exhaustion. When they were working there was always music in their home being blasted and the smell of weed floating by...but Rick didn't care. If they wanted to unwind in the manner then so be it.

"To recap, Dwight is dead and we need a new in at Sanctuary," Rick informed her.

"Oh shit, Dwight is dead? That's buns," she mused running her fingers thru her dark brown hair as she chomped on some gum to battle dry mouth.

"You have any ideas or do you wanna go back to sleep?" Rosita asked her.

"I'm going to cut your ponytail off if you keep running your gotdamn mouth at me," Charlie scowled.

The two women never got along very well. Rosita thought she was way too aloof and Charlie thought she was a downright bitch.

Rosita was about to say something when an idea popped into her head. "Charlie, stand up for me? Please?" she asked as nicely as she could.

Giving her a look, Charlie did in fact stand.

Rosita smiled, "I have an idea," she said once she got a good look at her. "Charlie, could you please step out?" she asked.

Charlie's frown got deeper, "I don't like this..." she said and headed out. "We're only making plans for Nigel..." she sung the XTC song to herself as she stepped out of the room.

"We should send Charlie in...as a possible wife for Negan," Rosita said.

Everyone just looked at her in silence for a moment.

"Christ girl, I know you didn't like her but to do that..." Daryl said and shook his head.

"Let's be real. It's the only IN we can get...and he doesn't know about her and friends yet. Being his wife would make it really easy to kill him," she said.

"Too many variables. One..he has to be interested enough and two this is something she'll really have to want to do...three, well shit that should be enough," Rick said.

"That puts her in some really weird...positions," Daryl noted.

"Oh, like she'll let anything happen to herself...that's all she cares about," Rosita reminded everyone. "We know he has rules against sexual violence, I don't see him forcing his wives to do anything but show pretend to adore him when he's around. This is a really good plan, we know this," Rosita said firmly.

Everyone got quiet until Carl spoke up.

"It is a damned good idea," Carl said gently.

"I don't like this, at all!" Daryl said getting angry.

"It is an idea tho," Rick sighed, "We'll leave it up to her..but there will be no consequences if she chooses not to do it AND if she doesn't make the cut...someone is going in there and getting her," he added. "So...who will tell her?" he asked the group.

Everyone got quiet again.

"If you all are going to be wimps about it, I'll do it," Daryl growled and got up, leaving in a hurry.