Negan observed Lucy's sleeping form next to him and sighed, he had no idea how he got so lucky, but he knew that somehow, someway, he would fuck it up. He always did somehow. There was so much she didn't know, so much she couldn't. Negan knew that Lucy wasn't the type to tolerate secrecy, he knew that much.

"Negan?" Lucy mumbled against his arm, breaking him out of his train of thought.

"Morning doll." He smiled and lifted her up gently into his lap. "Sleep okay?"

She nodded, sleep still clouding her mind. Negan pulled her close, relishing the feeling of her bare skin against his, and planting a kiss on her forehead. "Look, I didn't want to leave before you woke up, but I have to run out for a little, but when I come back I'm all yours." Lucy nodded again and slid out of his lap, burying her head into her pillow.

Negan smiled and slid out of bed, dressing quickly. "Sweet dreams." He pulled the blanket over her shoulders. He casually strolled out of the house, making no effort to sneak.

"Negan?" A familiar voice asked from the sidewalk. "What the fuck are you doing?"

"Jessa, not right now." He grumbled and walked past her, sliding into his Impala quickly.

"So that's it, huh?" Jessa followed him and leaned into the window. "You slept someone else?" Tears welled up in her eyes as she grabbed Negan's arm.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Negan pushed her off the car and watched as she stumbled backward. "Don't get confused, babe, you were just ass, just like I was." With that he sped off, leaving only the crying girl and a puff of exhaust where the Impala used to be. He had too much to do to deal with any chick besides Lucy.

Later...

"So, what are we going to do about this?" Dwight asked as he leaned against the wall of Negan's home office. "He was supposed to take care of this."

Negan nodded slowly, rubbing his beard. "You know for a fact that there's a wire tap in my office?"

Dwight nodded. "I checked myself."

Negan sighed. "Looks like we'll just have to pay him a little visit. Go see where he is."

Dwight nodded and slipped out of the room. Negan sat for a moment, his mind slipping to Lucy. Could she be part of the growing conspiracy against him? He sat for a moment considering this, then shook his headband laughed. Not his Lucy.

"Ready boss." Dwight slipped back into the room. "He's at the police station."

"Lets go." Negan nodded and rose from his seat, ready to take care of his shit.