"Lennon?"

"Hmmm?" The only thing Lennon could manage to get out, being in the comatose stage she was in. She was leaning up against someone's body and their arms were wrapped around her waist. Daryl? She thought becoming more aware of her surroundings.

"Want some lunch darling? I had Dwight bring some up."

"Lunch?" Lennon said quickly sitting up, "What time is it?" She asked rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Negan laughed and leaned back, "It's twelve thirty believe it or not, we were fucking tired."

"Shit, I guess we were." She said stretching. "That's the best sleep I've had in a while!"

"Me too, probably the best in years."

"Fuck! I probably look like hell!" Lennon said realizing too late that she was talking out loud. "Damn! I thought I was thinking that before it was too late." She said covering her face.

Negan erupted in laughter. "I look that bad, huh?" She said turning to face him. He wouldn't stop laughing.

"Negan, it's not that funny!" She said slapping him on the arm.

He wiped the tears away from his eyes, "Darling, there's no way you can look bad. You're fucking hot, like I've said before, you're face however was priceless, like you were having a fucking epiphany or something."

Lennon lightly punched his stomach, "Don't mess with me man or I'll fuck you up!" She said getting on top of him.

"Fuck!" He said wincing, but quickly breaking out into a smile.

"Shit, I forgot about your injury, are you ok?" She said getting up, but his strong hands quickly pulled her back down.

"Hello?" A female voice chimed.

"What the fuck…" Negan mumbled under his breath as he carefully lifted Lennon off of him.

"Negan? I thought you could use some company since you haven't visited us in a while….oh!" A tall redhead woman said, surprised to see Lennon.

"Get the fuck out of my bedroom!" He shouted.

"S-sorry, fat Joseph wasn't there and I just wanted to see.."

"I'll fucking tell you when I need you Frankie, I run the fuckin show, not you!" He said affirmatively.

"Well ever since she came around you don't want anything to do with us." She said as she pouted and crossed her arms.

"You do not fucking question me and what I am doing, now get the fuck out before I do something I'll regret!"

The woman glared at Lennon and quickly left. What the fuck was that? Finn said his wives can be catty, but they don't need to feel threatened by me of all people. She thought getting up.

"I better get going."

"I don't fucking think so darling."

"Ok, I'm going to grab some lunch then." Lennon said quietly as she sat down.

"Fuck, sorry darling." He sighed and threw his arms up in the air. He then sat down with Lennon, while she quickly ate.

"Shit, slow down sweetheart. I'm sorry you had to see that. She's just getting on my fucking nerves lately. She can be difficult." He said picking up a half of a sandwich.

Lennon just nodded at him, wide-eyed. She didn't agree with the situation he was putting these women in, even if they were "volunteering", but now was not the time to bring that up.

There was a knock at the door, "What now?" Negan asked with much annoyance to his voice.

Dwight came in, slouching. They were like a pack of dogs, Negan of course being an alpha, Simon the beta and Dwight the omega, scared and submissive.

"Didn't know you had company." He said barely making eye contact.

"What do you need Dwight." Negan asked. Lennon could tell that it was hard for him to refrain from swearing, for he was clenching his jaw and she could see his temples.

"Just wanted to go over plans with you about that one place that took out a bunch of our people."

"Oh shit, ok. Sorry bright eyes." He said looking at Lennon apologetically.

She nodded her head and was more than happy to leave. Bright eyes? I guess I can roll with that.

"Hey Dwight!" She whispered as she walking bye. He gave her a small smile and she shut the doors behind her.

"Thank God!" She sighed.

Dwight must have known she was at Negan's because Roscoe was waiting outside with fat Joseph.

"Buddy!" She said patting him on the head.

She walked him outside and let him off leash to do his own thing. It was an overcast day, but she could feel summer coming. Wait, what did Dwight want to talk about with Negan? She thought biting her lip. Oh fuck me….he said a place that killed a bunch of their people…that could only be Alexandria. She felt nauseated.

"Fuck…" She muttered as she began pacing. "I need to get out of here and warn them, but how? There's no fucking way." She said kicking a rock. Maybe I can ask to go on a run with Negan and get away somehow? After I get my fucking brains smashed in. What if I'm over reacting? A lot of groups have to hate The Saviors so calm down Lennon, try finding out before jumping to conclusions. You have to play smart.

"It has to be Alexandria though." She said with pure disappointment to her voice. She sat down and rested her elbows on her knees and put her face in her hands. She then screamed loudly, since no one was around. She felt so helpless at the moment. Roscoe ran over to her to comfort her.

"Sorry boy, let's go back inside." She said leashing him up as tears ran down her face.

She got back to her place. She had grabbed a few things from what she liked to call the general store. Some nice smelling shampoo and conditioner, a bar of soap, some mascara, a grey tank top that had a skeleton hand doing the rock on symbol, some dark blue skinny jeans, a brush and some underwear. She went to the showers with her new items in hand, but before she made it she ran to the toilets. She felt sick to her stomach and lost all of her lunch.

"You ok?" A familiar voice asked.

"Yes, just not feeling well."

"Are you pregnant with Negan's baby?"

What the literal fuck. She thought rolling her eyes.

"That's not very lady like. You've barely known him for a week." Frankie said going through Lennon's stuff.

"Get your fucking hands off of my things." Lennon snarled.

"Excuse me?" Frankie asked with a snide look on her face.

"You fucking heard me."

She just lightly laughed and walked towards Lennon, "You stay the fuck away from Negan."

"Or what?" Lennon asked wiping the vomit away from her mouth.

"You'll just have to wait and see…which I wouldn't advise." She said twirling a piece of hair around her finger.

"Bitch, just stop playing dumb and fucking come out with it."

Frankie giggled and walked out, looking over her shoulder one last time at Lennon with a giddy smile on her face. Lennon rolled her eyes and looked through her things. To her surprise she wasn't missing anything. She shook her head and undressed. She took a nice long shower and got out, drying off. She put her hair up in her towel and slipped on a new pair of lavender panties and her new pants. She picked up her bra and noticed the wire was sticking out. Fuck. Well, luckily I have an extra one in my room. She threw her busted bra in the trash and put her tank top on.

She brushed out her hair and tried drying as best as she could without a hair dryer. She put on a little bit of the mascara and walked out.

Better try getting to my room as quickly as possible, don't want my tits bouncing around all over the place since I was blessed with big ones. She thought sarcastically.

"Hey, bright eyes!" A voice echoed behind her.

"Huh?" She said turning around without hesitation. "Fuck."

"Shit, not happy to see me huh?" Negan said as he stopped dead in front of her. "Holy fucking shit, you look hot." He said with a devouring look.

"I-I better get going…" She said as she tried getting around him.

"Wait a second sweet heart, I just wanted to apologize for what happened earlier." He said placing his hands on her shoulders.

"It's ok." She said as her eyes darted to the ground.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? Where are you bright eyes?"

"I don't feel good."

"Shit, you probably need to eat something since you barely got lunch."

Lennon nodded. She just wanted to be left alone.

"Please let me by." She sternly said.

"Ok. I want to see you tonight."

"Fine." She said as he finally let her by.

"Nice piercings by the way." He said chuckling.

She kept walking but flipped him off as he continued to laugh. As she turned the corner she nearly ran into Frankie.

"What did I fucking tell you bitch?!" She snarled grabbing Lennon by the hair. This day seriously couldn't get any worse.