Audrey loved the feeling of the hot shower against her back. She scrunched up her hair as she washed all of the shampoo from it. Her hair was very long, and it got in her way all the time, but she didn't have the heart to cut it just yet. Besides, she always packs it away into a messy bun everyday.

Blinded by the water, Audrey felt around the soap dish. No soap. She huffed and felt around the bottom of the shower with her foot. 'Olivia! Where's the soap?'

Audrey felt the soap dish again, just in case she missed it the first time. Nothing. 'Fucks sake.'

She hopped out the shower and wrapped a large, pink towel around herself. 'Olivia! Jesus…'

Audrey left the bathroom and walked down the hallway, each step leaving a watery footprint. She was ready to give her sister a piece of her mind.

Halfway down the hallway, Audrey began hearing voices coming from the kitchen. She recognised Olivia's voice.

'We're running really low on everything. We're practically starving here.'

'Starving? You? By "practically," you mean "not really.' Came a man's voice.

The rugged voice sent a chill up Audrey's spine. She peeked round the corner and saw Negan, Carl and Olivia, who had crumpled into a fit of sobs.

Negan continued, stepping closer to Olivia. 'I am sorry for having been so rude to you just now. And it looks like I'm gonna be here for a while, awaiting your fearless leader's return. And if you'd like I think it would be enjoyable to screw your brains out.'

Olivia's hand struck Negan's face hard. The cracking connection made Audrey jump.

Carl spotted Audrey lingering around the corner, and tried to tell her to leave with his eyes, to no avail, Audrey was too focused on whether Negan would turn Olivia's head into mush.

Instead, he leaned into her, 'I am about 50% more into you now. Just sayin.' Negan turned to look at Carl, who was at that point, still looking at Audrey. Negan followed his eyeline to find Audrey whimpering in nothing but a towel. 'What do we have here?' He gave a lopsided grin. 'Come out here, show me what you got.'

Audrey kept her body hidden behind the corner, her knees began to tremble.

'That was a fucking order!' Negan boomed.

Slowly, Audrey shuffled into view, keeping a tight hold of her towel against her. 'I didn't mean to intrude.'

'You didn't, huh? Well, shit!' Negan's eyes narrowed as he scanned her face. He took a few steps towards her. 'You're that girl with the mutt, right?'

Audrey nodded, the cold air against her wet skin was making her shake even more. 'Yes.'

Negan paced around the room, each step with his boots echoed in her ears. Eventually he came up behind her and whispered in her ear, but loud enough for everyone else in the room to hear. 'Olivia's not down for any freaky-deaky. Are you down for that shit?' His hot breath on Audrey's ear gave her goosepimples. She turned her head and looked him straight in the eye, their noses almost touching.

Negan slowly traced a finger from the nape of her neck down her spine, until he reached the edge of the towel. His finger hooked over the towel and gave a gentle pull, as he did this, his mouth extended into a smile. However, Audrey was holding it so tight, it wasn't going anywhere.

Negan removed his hand and strolled away from Audrey, patting Carl on the back.

'All right, well, I'm just gonna put my feet up and wait for my stuff to get here. Olivia would you be a lamb and make us a little lemonade? Now, I know I left you all some of that good powdered stuff.' He then turned his attention back to Audrey and waved her away, 'You, make yourself decent.'

Negan was sat on Olivia's porch in a rocking chair, accompanied by Judith and Carl. Negan looked casual, almost gentle with his leather jacket off. With his white t-shirt and beaming smile, any stranger would've passed him off as Judith's father.

Audrey was wearing her usual baggy t-shirt and jeans, and was making her way onto the porch with a huge jug of lemonade. She had to be careful with every step she climbed onto, as Olivia had filled it way too much; probably her passive-aggressive way of teaching Audrey a lesson.

Audrey set the jug on the small table which sat between Negan and Carl. Judith was bouncing in his lap, and she looked like the only one who was enjoying herself.

Negan sniffed the air, 'Damn, is that you?'

Audrey, who was in the midst of returning to the kitchen stopped and turned her head. 'Me?'

'C'mere.' Negan handed Judith to Carl and motioned Audrey to come towards him. Hesitantly, she approached.

She stood beside him, and Negan waved her to bend down. As she did so, he grabbed a handful of hair and brought it to his nose. 'Vanilla.'

'Huh?' Audrey, at that moment, had wished she had put her hair into a bun rather than a ponytail, but her hair still needed to dry.

'Goddamn vanilla, right?'

'Oh, my hair? Yeah. It's the shampoo.'

'Nice! At least you're not eating it, darlin''.

Audrey pulled her hair away and rolled her eyes. She grabbed a hair tie from her jeans pocket and tucked her locks away in a bun.

'No tears?' Negan smiled as he rose from his chair, 'Damn, you're tougher than your sister.'

'No, I just don't give a shit.' Audrey took a deep breath, ready for whatever bullshit he was about to throw back.

'Huh.' Negan traced his tongue over his teeth and looked down at the floor for a moment. He turned to Carl, 'This motherfucker is going to be a tough one to crack, eh kid?' Negan stared at Audrey, she was trying to avoid his gaze, but once she caught him staring…

'Yeah, I get it. I'm fat. Big fucking joke.' Audrey raised her arms from her sides, 'Bash me in the head, slap me around. Just leave the fat jokes at home.'

'Whoa, baby, don't be dropping the fat bomb. That fucking word is offensive there's goddamn kids about!.'

Audrey raised her eyebrow at Negan, which made him chuckle in return.

'You're nowhere near as…' Negan's hands waved in a circular motion as he tried to think of the word, '...voluptuous as Olivia. I'd say you were more…' Negan made a cupping motion on his chest, '...curvaceous.' Negan started laughing as he nudged Carl with his elbow, 'Get what I mean, kid? How old're you now? You into tits and shit?'

Carl looked perplexed for a second, and just shook his head, unsure how to respond.

Negan grabbed the jug of lemonade and nodded towards Audrey, 'Lemonade?'

Audrey shook her head and stormed into the house, the door slamming behind her.

Negan poured himself a drink and laughed into the glass as he took a sip, 'Fucking women, eh?'