Abraham was more positive about the haul they had brought back than Sasha was. Though she could see the potential for it's usefulness-in the future.
They had found the fire station filled with maybe, five walkers. One was the poor receptionist, who growled from behind her low level counter/desk. There had also been a wall adorned with pictures of fallen firemen.
They grabbed first aid supplies, three defibrillator machines, two fire extinguishers, two dozen packs of some energy drink, four cans of roasted hash that did not appear to have an expiration date, tools and helmets. Someone else had been there, since there were no uniforms in sight and there was only one truck.
Sasha found a fake Christmas tree, still boxed in a supply closet, along with a rank walker. She killed the walker and took the tree-box and all. The world may have went crazy but Christmas still existed, hopefully.
"You know if we cleared that building out and maybe cleaned it, that could be a place to stay when our people go out scavenging." Sasha noted. She had her passenger side window down slightly.
"Like a motel?" Abraham asked.
"Yeah, I guess. But there is a kitchen and a bathroom, plus showers."
"Did you test the water to see if it was running this whole time?"
"No," Sasha admitted, "I just assumed it."
Abraham reached over and touched her hand, startling her a bit.
"I thought that Christmas tree and the decorations, was a nice thing to bring back."
Sasha smiled at him and squeezed his hand.
"Yeah, it was. It think it will look nice in the living room."
"In who's house?" Abraham asked.
"Mine."
"You mean ours, right?" Abraham asked, his brow lifted. Sasha did not answer him because she noticed Glenn at the gate looking agitated, even from some distance away. It was beginning to get dark, and even Abraham could see a new RV beyond the gate.
"You see that?" he asked. Sasha leaned forward.
"There's another RV here. Who's here?" she asked.
"It's got to be okay, I mean they wouldn't have let someone else in here that didn't belong here." Abraham said, but more to himself. He didn't like how Glenn looked at the gate. He had clearly been on the lookout for them.
Glenn opened the gate and Abraham eased in. Sasha got out first and hurried over to him.
"What's wrong?" she asked. Abraham joined them.
"Who's RV is that?" he asked in a no nonsense tone.
"It belongs to Deanna's brother." Glenn said, still unable to believe it himself. Abraham gave him a look of incredulity.
"What do you mean 'Deanna's brother'? Where the fuck did he come from?"
"Did he come alone?" Sasha asked, then looked around. The lights in her house were on...
"No. He brought three other people and 'suddenly', everyone that has always lived here, could speak up about this guy. Aaron looked like he was about to lose his lunch when he saw this Negan guy come back."
"Negan is his name?" Abraham asked.
"Yeah. He's pissed at Rick for killing Pete, and Reg being dead and just all of us being here. Deanna is throwing a get together at her house tonight. Rick wants us to go and get as much info as we can about Negan and how people feel about him." Glenn told them.
"Who's at my house? I'd swear I left the lights off." Sasha noted. Glenn's jaw tightened.
"Yeah about that...Sasha, apparently this Negan lives in your house."
"What the living fuck?!" Abraham snapped. "Why would Deanna let her live in her brother's house?"
"Rick thinks that's proof that Deanna and Reg never meant for us to stay permanently. They thought we'd be gone or thrown out by the time Negan came back. Sasha, don't go back there. You'll stay with Maggie and me until we get things settled."
"Excuse me? My things are in there! Clothing and things of Tyrese's and Bob's! I'm not leaving them with some stranger!" Sasha huffed and started to walk over there, but Abraham grabbed her and spun her around to face him.
"Darlin', I get how you're feeling but you can't barrel in there and throw that guy out! We need to know what we're dealing with."
Sasha pulled out of his grip, walked to the truck and took out her rifle!
"THIS is what we're dealing with! Negan can find another place to sleep!" Sasha snapped and began marching towards her house!
"Shit!" Abraham hissed. "Go get Darryl and meet me over there!"
Glenn ran off and Abraham took out his own gun and ran after Sasha, who by now, was on the porch steps! Abraham reached out to grab her arm but missed! Sasha didn't even bother to knock as she threw open the door and pointed her rifle at Negan and Simon, who were standing by the dining room table, looking at a map!
"Get out of my house! Now!" Sasha yelled. Abraham hurried in after her and soon, Glenn and Darryl arrived for back up! Simon scowled and raised his hands. Negan grinned at Sasha and raised his hands in surrender as well.
"Well, well,well! What in the fuck do we have here! How's it going, Sunshine?"
"It's Sasha. And you're in my house!" Sasha repeated.
"Sasha Sunshine. Sunshine Sasha. Which do you prefer? That I call you Sasha Sunshine or Sunshine Sasha or just SS or..."
"Shut up!" Abraham barked, not liking Negan's flirty tone. "Deanna assigned this house to Sasha. You saw her stuff here, didn't you?"
"Yeah I did, you disrespectful fuck, but I figured I'd get to the bottom of it at the party tonight. You are going, aren't you Sasha Sunshine?"
Simon thought Sasha was totally hot and he too was displeased about Negan's hitting on her, but for different reasons! Negan got all kinds of ass around here AND at the different communities they threatened and stole supplies from! The least he could do was give him a chance to get to know some of the women in this new group! Hell, that one married to that Glenn guy was smoking hot at well!
But Sasha was eyeing the map that was on HER dining room table. She lowered her rifle and changed her tone of voice.
"I'm sorry. I just came back from scavenging and I'm tired. I'll just move my stuff out of the house. Like right now." Sasha said and walked towards the staircase. Abraham turned to Glenn and Darryl.
"Get ready for the party," he said in a low voice, "I'll make sure Sasha gets out of here alright." he said and hurried up the stairs after her. Negan eyed the staircase. Where the fuck was that ginger going?! He had no business upstairs with this Sasha. He drummed his fingers on the table, then glared after Glenn and Darryl as they left.
"What do you think?" Negan asked Simon.
"I think she's fucking hot! Too hot for that red headed guy."
Negan grimaced!
"You really think they're together? I don't see it. And actually, I wasn't asking you about HER. I'm asking you about the fucking map! Do you think we can get to that Kingdom place through that back way in the woods? We can surprise them."
"Yeah, maybe. But I think we ought to have a few of our guys do a test run, just to see if we can." Simon said.
"Good plan. Talk it over with Heath and Dwight. See if you can take that crazy fuck with the stick. He can serve as security."
"Why? He's one of Rick's men." Simon said.
"Yeah well Dwight was doing some snooping. Morgan, that's the crazy fuck's name, has been here about a couple of days longer than us. He knew Rick back in the day but he hasn't gotten comfortable here. He could be the first one of them we can turn." Negan said.
"Who's the second?" Simon asked, not really thinking it could work.
Negan stared up the staircase.
"Why Sunshine, of course."
Sasha began packing up her stuff while Abraham glowered at her. Finally, she couldn't stand it anymore and looked at him.
"Is there something you want to say?" she asked tiredly.
"I almost lost a fucking testicle when you came barreling up in here! You know better! You know better than to come into some place raring to go like that! You could've been killed!" he snapped. Sasha set down a pair of shorts she was about to fold and walked up to him.
"I get that you're concerned. I get that you care. I get that you MORE than just care. But I was not about to hide and ask 'permission' to come into a place I have been living in! Something is wrong here. There has never been ANYTHING in this house to suggest that someone was living here. Ever!"
Abraham calmed down somewhat.
"Okay. So what are you thinking?"
"I think that we won't know anything until we go to the party. But did you see that map? Something's going on. And there is a part of me that thinks I should stay here and find out what." Sasha revealed.
"Stay here how?" Abraham asked. But he knew...
"Suggest that Negan and I bunk here together and..."
Abraham's response to that was to pick up her suitcase, walk over to the window, open it and throw it out! He then snatched up the shorts she had been holding and waved them at her!
"I'm going home to Rosita to break things off with her! You're moving in with me, we're going to the party then coming home and FUCKING! Then we'll see if you ever come up with a severely ass backwards idea like that again!" he snapped, before pulling her face to his and swallowing her whole with a kiss that was so intense, that Sasha felt her knees threaten to buckle.
But she recovered and pulled out of his hold.
"Abraham," Sasha breathed, "I wasn't suggesting that I stay here and sleep with him! I just would stay here and get information..."
"Did you see the way he was looking at you? That piece of shit would offer to tell you anything for free for a horsey ride from you! No! Now let's go. I have some explaining to do to Rosita and we have a party to go to."
Sasha didn't say anything else, as Abraham's thick arm anchored around her waist and they walked down the stairs. Abraham gave Negan and Simon murderous looks before leaving the house with Sasha. Negan grinned after them, walking to the window to watch which house they did indeed go to, before turning to Simon.
"You need to go home and get changed. I'm sure those fucks will be pumping our people for information about us."
"And if they do?" Simon asked.
"Let em'." Negan snorted. "I already know that Red is supposed to be living with that Rosita chick. So I don't know WHAT the fuck this shit we just saw is all about. But if I'm right, Morgan and Rosita will be coming over to our side, dropping Rick's numbers by two."
Rosita stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in a towel, just as Abraham entered their bedroom. She dropped the towel as soon as they locked eyes.
"See anything you like?" she asked teasingly. Abraham took a deep breath.
"We need to talk." he said and picked up her towel to hand it to her. Rosita slowly took it, puzzled.
"Okay. You look serious...oh, you found out about that Negan creep! We're going to handle it. There's a party tonight and we're going to find out what we're dealing with here." Rosita said in a soothing tone, before tossing the towel on the bed and pulling on his shirt.
Abraham removed her hand.
"I know about Negan. What I need to talk about has nothing to do with him."
"Okay," Rosita said, feeling annoyed suddenly, "what's going on, Abraham?"
"I need for you to move out of here." he said bluntly. Rosita's eyes widened!
"What did you say?" she asked in a hard tone.
"I need for you to move out of here." Abraham repeated. This was hard. Harder than he had expected it to be. In some fucked up way, he had hoped Rosita would say that she had sensed that there had been some distance between them or something. He had hoped that somehow she would make this easy for him.
No such luck.
"You need for me to move out of here? Why? Because we're moving someplace else? Or are you saying that you need for me to leave and you're staying?"
Abraham said nothing and suddenly, Rosita began yelling at him!
"Cut the bullshit and tell me what's going on! Who is she? Who?!" she seethed.
"Sasha. It's been Sasha for awhile."
Rosita suddenly shoved him! Abraham was stunned and unprepared for that move, so he stumbled back a bit!
"It's been Sasha for awhile, huh? How long is awhile?" Rosita snapped, wondering if this shit he was talking about, went back to Bob!
"It has been Sasha for awhile for ME. I just told her today and we both realized we had feelings for one another. Now I'm sorry but I need for you to leave."
"Fuck you! I'm not going anywhere. And if you want to be with her, go to her house!"
"Negan is there."
"Then the three of you should be very happy. Now if you will excuse me, I have a party to get ready for. You can get the hell out while I change!"
"I need to pack my stuff." Abraham said.
"Do it then! Don't mind me!" Rosita said as she sauntered to the closet, opened the door and stood in front of her clothing selections for a very long time, while still very naked. Abraham did his damnedest to ignore her, before packing his meager shit and leaving. Once he left the bedroom, Rosita turned back around and walked over to the bed. She sat down, put her face in her hands and cried.
