"Well look at you." Negan smirked as Lucy sauntered down the steps. She was wearing an outfit that Negan, of course, had bought for her.
"Do I look appropriate?" She asked, smoothing her hands down the front of her blouse and pants.
Negan smiled at her nervousness and grabbed her hand. "You look absolutely stunning my love." He grabbed her hand and led her out to the Impala.
The carried was a short one filled with comfortable silence- Negan's mind was somewhere in the distance and Lucy's was wrapped up on the dinner she was about to partake in. They arrived at a small house just outside of Terminus. It looked like every other house- small, with pretty flowers lining the walkway.
"Mama!" Negan exclaimed when she opened the door. Negan embraced a tiny woman smaller than Lucy. She had to be about seventy and had thin black hair on the top of her head. After a few words exchanged in Italian, Negan led Lucy in the house. "Mama, this is Lucy."
"When you make her your wife?" She said in a thick Italian accent as she picked the remote off the living room table to mute the tv.
"I was watching that!" A man with thin, grey hair who had to be pushing 89 said from the corner recliner.
"Gino, the kids are here, you can wait," she waved her hand and made her way to the kitchen.
"Have you seen this, my son?" The man asked Negan, gesturing toward the tv.
Negan and Lucy's eyes wandered to the tv. On it there was a crime scene- a bunch of cops and EMT's surrounded by crime scene tape. There were a crowd of people and press gathered around, watching the drama unfold. On the ground lay two bodies, both covered up with white tarps.
"I'm telling you kids," the man waved his hand at them. "If you read Revelations it says that the dead will rise again!!"
"Papa," Negan shook his head at the man. "That's the entire bible. It's probably just some new drug that's stronger than bath salts. Give it a few days and this will all go away."
The old man shook his head. "I'm telling you two that it's coming. You can fight me all you want, but I am always right."
"Gino, stop embarrassing Negan in front of his girlfriend. This is the reason we haven't met a girlfriend since he was sixteen! Now come eat," Negan's mother walked in, shaking her head. Without looking at anyone but Negan's father, she walked back out of the room.
Negan squeezed her hand and led her into the small dining room. There was a traditional Italian Sunday meal laid out on the table and everyone took a seat around.
"It looks delicious." Lucy smiled at Negan's mother.
"Of course it is, you come over and I'll teach you how to feed my son. Now dig in, lord knows you need it." She gestured to Lucy's tiny frame and dished out a hearty load of pasta onto her plate.
After Negan led a short prayer, he poured everyone some wine and his father led a toast. "To health, happiness, and family- may it grow still." He gestured at Negan and Lucy.
After the meal the men gathered in the living room while Lucy helped clean up.
"I'm telling you, my son," Negan's father pointed at him. "You two need to get out of the city- far away."
"And want about you two?" Negan raised an eyebrow at his father.
"We go with you." The man shrugged.
Before Negan could answer, a shadow outside caught his eye. "You expecting anyone, dad?"
"Not beside the Lord." He shrugged and turned his attention back to the tv.
Slowly Negan rose from his seat and made his way to the window. The shadow did not waiver when Negan approached the window, but instead drew closer. Peaking through the curtain, Negan could see a man that he recognized as Mr. Capino from down the street standing in the light from the pouch. His grey eyes were searching for something that wasn't there.
"Stay here." Negan mumbled as he grabbed the baseball bat from the closet by the door and made his way out to the porch. His father only waved a hand in response.. "Mr. Capino?" Negan asked, catching the attention of the mans grey eyes. "Can I help you?"
The man only grunted and slowly made his way to the porch.
"Mr. Capino, I will not fucking hesitate to bash your fucking brains in if you keep coming at me." Negan gripped the bat as the man stumbled up the steps of the house. Negan pushed him back down the steps with the bat, which elicited a snap of the teeth from the man.
"I know you did not just try to bite me." Negan sauntered down the steps and toward the snarling man. With one quick swing that would knock even the best boxers uncouncious, Negan knocked the man off balance. This only seemed to momentarily stun the man, who charged at Negan. He didn't really have a choice but to beat the mans brains to a pulp.
"Alright, dad." Negan said, walking back in the house. "Grab mama and Lucy. I have to make some calls and we are getting the fuck out of here."