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*5th of May 2016, 11:50pm*
It was that Saturday of the month; party time for the people in the Sanctuary. They had a room for it in the factory; there was an old piano they had found, four poker tables, they had installed a bar… One man was even playing with his guitar; the only thing he had kept from before. Then, there were other tables and seats around, for the Saviors who were here only to drink and socialize.
Negan sat with Darren, the newcomers' leader: he was a man in his mid fifties, slender yet solid and calm looking. Both of them were playing poker with a Savior and one of Darren's men.
With his chin, Darren pointed at a table almost completely covered by the shadows, a part from the others. '' What's up with the brooding nightmare in that corner?'' He asked.
Negan glanced at where he was indicating and turned back to the game with a chuckle: ''Did you just call my girl a brooding nightmare?''
The other chief shrugged: '' Well… she's quite serious looking…alone at that table.''
The Savior's leader raised the ante: '' She's pissed, that's all…''
The other Savior there smirked: ''S'always pissed…''
Negan threw him a look, then focused back on Darren: '' Why do you ask?''
'' I'm curious…that's all…One of my men, Roy, has it hard for her… And people around say she's not your girl, others say that she is…'' He trailed off.
The tall man snorted: ''He won't have it hard for her long…I can fucking tell you that….And it's…. complicated between us.''
Darren hummed: '' Roy isn't one to give up…why is she pissy?''
Folding with a groan, He explained: '' She's not from around…she has no family and the friends she had here are either dead or gone… She doesn't get along with my two other wives…Amelie's my second and managing things around is not her fucking cup of tea.''
The other Savior kept his cards in his hands: '' She's doing a great job, though…You better tell your man to back off… for his safety.''
Negan's laughed at this: ''Fuck yes; he won't live long otherwise…''
Darren's man cocked his head: '' She's a nut job?''
''Naah… Clearheaded and everything…she's just fucking fierce…and only has so much patience.''
Finally, Darren's companion won this round.
''Roy told me he tried to pet her kid's hair or something like that and that she almost took his hand off.'' The other chief commented.
Both Saviors laughed: ''Fuck! '' '' No one touches her damn kid, no one! '' ''It's asking for a death sentence!''
Negan gathered all the cards to distribute them again.
The elder frowned: ''Roy told me she let you touched him…''
''He's my kid too. I took care of him for almost two years after she…after her absence.'' He grumbled the last part.
His man chuckled and the leader elbowed him in the ribs.
'' I have a feeling this is a funny story…''Darren pointed out.
A woman passed near them, a platter in hand full of drinks and stopped at their table: ''a drink, Boss?''
''Yeah! And for every fucker here as well! That's on my fucking tab!''
She served them and then left.
''…A story you're not going to fucking hear from me. You'll hear soon enough about her …shenanigans.'' Negan said, turning back to the older man.
Darren picked up his new set of cards: ''Well…you all enjoy your women… We lost ours along the way. We lost many.'' He said darkly.
'' Yeah?''
Both men nodded: '' We were 17 in the beginning…6 women and 11 men. It's only us now…and don't be too hard on Roy…my men haven't seen a pair of tits in a while!''
Negan growled: ''I fucking understand you there, but as I already said a few days ago: sexual violence is not fucking accepted here and it's punished too. So you guys keep it in your pants and give the ladies a proper flirting if you want to get laid!'' He warned.
Darren shook his head: ''Nay. We like it here and we intend to stay; we don't want problems.''
Xxxxxx
Amelie had been sitting alone at her table, half hidden in the shadow and slowly drinking her glass of what she thought was a poorly attempted rum and coke. She often didn't come to these parties… Before she came because of Amber and now she wasn't there. She was left with the remaining wives, Chloe and Jenny…And they hated her guts; not that she liked them. While she had gotten along just fine with Sherry and Amber, the other women were rather mean and bitchy with her…But, Amelie wasn't kinder to them in return so…
The young woman surveyed the people around, feeling sad. No one beside a woman, who wanted help for something on the morrow, had come to sit with her or just talk.
Negan had been insisting on her presence, telling her to put Theo to bed around ten o'clock and to join the festivities.
The situation was only depressing to her: seeing everyone talking, laughing, playing and simply socializing… while she had no one here. It was hard. At least, she enjoyed the music; someone was playing a bit of piano and it was fun; the guitar too.
So she just sat there in her corner, watching and thinking. At some point she noticed the group Negan was with were probably talking about her; they had been gesturing her way several times. The woman acting as waitress came toward her and she took another drink.
An hour later, the music changed; the two men playing instruments looked at each other and nodded, laughing. Everyone cheered as the new song began; Amelie stiffened in her seat.
I see a bad moon rising.
I see trouble on the way.
I see earthquakes and lightnin'.
I see bad times today.
A light quiver shook her and her eyes fixed nothing as she remembered; her parents loved that song.
Don't go around tonight,
Well it's bound to take your life,
There's a bad moon on the rise.
The sounds around became fuzzy; she could almost see her mother and father dancing in the living room, laughing.
I hear hurricanes a blowing.
I know the end is coming soon.
I fear rivers over flowing.
I hear the voice of rage and ruin.
The girl shook her head to clear her mind and rose.
Don't go around tonight,
Well it's bound to take your life,
There's a bad moon on the rise.
She quickly emptied her glass and abruptly left the place. The night's fresh air was welcomed on her hot face; the woman tried to slow her breathing and her pounding heart. Taking a shaky inspiration, she headed toward Negan's house. Dragging her feet there, she saluted the guard at the door: '' You can go; the house and the kid are safe with me. Have fun.''
The man smiled and nodded, rapidly taking his leave.
The young woman entered the house, removed her boot and headed upstairs. Quietly, she entered her and Theo's shared bedroom to take her night clothes. Amelie tip toed to the tallboy and slowly pulled a drawer, taking a pair of boxers and a sport bra before getting out again. Amelie walked to the bathroom and started to do her bedtime routine.
She removed her clothing and cleaned up a bit, she combed her long hair, brushed her teeth. She placed the tooth paste back into the cabinet, but when the girl closed it back, she was startled; Negan's reflection was now accompanying hers in the mirror.
Turning to him she asked: ''What is it? The party must still be going…''
Without a word, he walked closer, trapping her against the sink by placing his hands over it: '' You didn't stay very long…''
She shrugged: ''I'm tired…''
Negan gently grabbed her chin and raised it: ''We both know that's a fucking lie…'' he brought his hand on her nape, ''…Are you alright?'' he demanded seriously.
Amelie glanced down: '' You know I'm not…there is nothing for me here…No one…I'm alone…''She trailed off sadly.
The tall man tried to kiss her, but she turned her head away, denying him the access. However, he wasn't discouraged and assaulted her neck instead. He groaned in the crook of her shoulder and she slowly, hesitantly brought her arms around him.
He was the only one who had noticed her leaving… Or the only one to come after her. The man was an arrogant asshole, sometimes crazy, but he was paying attention to her. He talked to her and listened in return…even if they argued most of the time.
Amelie nuzzled his temple, taking in his scent: for a reason or another, the man always seemed to bear an agreeable smell. Be it morning or afternoon, his scent was always pleasant.
The Savior trailed kisses up her neck and she bent her head to give him more space; She needed this even if she didn't want to admit it. After the first times Negan introduced her to the formidable act of sex…Amelie had found herself rather ravenous for it.
The young woman let out a moan when he grinded his hips against hers; the man grabbed her behind and sat her on the sink. Immediately, she captured his waist between her legs.
Amelie clung to him as he brought her in his bedroom; with her in his arms, he awkwardly walked to his bed. She pulled at his belt and pants, eager to go on with their activities.
He chuckled at her rushed movements and divested himself while the girl did the same. The man climbed atop her again. Negan kissed and licked her breast and began to head down, but she immediately pulled him back up. He gave her questioning look.
''Stop wasting my time.'' She said.
Growling, he buried himself into her, his face hidden in her neck. The abrupt penetration wasn't the most comfortable, but it felt so good. Amelie snaked her arms around him and undulated her hips, urging him to move.
After their first round, they took a breather, but soon enough, the girl was pressing him again for more as she installed herself on her belly, the young woman moaned low in her throat as the man pressed into her repetitively, nipping at her nape and shoulders. It wasn't very long that both finished for the second time that night.
Rolling off of her, Negan pulled her against him and unlike her usual habit, she pressed herself to him, hiding her face into his neck.
Xxxxxx
*6th of May 2016, early morning.*
She was really comfortable and mostly asleep right now, but something was picking at her consciousness. The girl was tucked against Negan and this one had a heavy arm swung around her waist. Amelie opened one eye and lightly jumped, surprised: Theo was sitting cross legged at the end of the bed, staring at them. Her abrupt movement awakened the man at her side, but he merely grumbled, not even opening an eye.
''I'm so glad you're friends again.'' The little boy said with a proud, satisfied smile on his face.
Amelie frowned, pulling up the sheets to cover her chest: ''Theo! It's not appropriate for you to be here… we're both naked!'' she hissed quietly, trying to not further disturb Negan.
'' I've seen you naked before…'' he pointed out.
''Negan is naked too! ''
The kid glanced at Negan then back at her and shrugged: ''I don't mind.''
''What are you doing here?''
''I woke up to pee and you weren't in the bed with me…'' He explained.
Groaning, the young woman face planted in her pillow. They will need to have a little talk soon. The Savior grumbled again, being the not-so-very-morning person that he is and drew her against him to settle into sleep once more.
Theo crawled a bit over them and came to lie in front of her, deciding to sleep a few more hours with them. The girl rolled her eyes, but tried to fall asleep again too.
Xxxxxx
Negan woke with a pleased grin and turned on himself to glue his body to his lover's when-
''What the fuck?'' He growled as he leaned up on his elbows.
Theo poked his head above Amelie's shoulder: ''Hi, Negan.''
The man made a confused face and the kid scrambled over to him, sitting between him and the young woman. The little boy stared at him with his big, brown eyes: ''How are you?''
The man raised a brow: ''The fuck Theo…We already talked about this; what did I tell you about coming into my bedroom in the morning or at night, hum?'' he rasped.
''To not come in unless someone was dead or dying. But it was when Amelie wasn't there… And she wasn't in bed with me when I woke up earlier. I was worried. '' The kid explained.
''For how long have you been here?''
Theo shrugged again: ''A few hours. The sun wasn't fully up when I entered. ''
Negan let himself fall back on the mattress: '''the Hell…'' He mumbled.
Xxxxxx
*6th of May, early afternoon*
Negan, she and Theo stood over some maps on the leader's desk, deciding where they would do a run next.
''We already went in this town twice… and there we-'' The man began to say.
Amelie raised a hand to silence him and sat the kid on the desk where he could see the maps properly: ''Theo, where should we go or not and explain to me why do you think so.''
The Savior rolled his eyes as he crossed his arms over his chest. The woman threw him a look; she was training the child…he was turning eight soon.
The little boy frowned as he contemplated on the situation: ''Not there because…Negan said we went twice… ''
''Okay…what next?'' She asked.
''And…we are there…'' He pointed on the map. ''so….these towns there are far… it'll take more time and gas…''
Amelie nodded, proud: ''That's a good way to think. Go on.''
Suddenly, there was a loud banging on the door: ''Boss! There are news from Alexandria! ''
Negan sighed: ''Open the fucking door and come in.'' He ordered.
The Savior did, accompanied by two men from the Safe Zone: ''Sir, Rick sends us.''
The Leader walked forth: ''What is it? ''
The girl stepped closer to him, interested by the conversation.
'' A large group arrived late at night almost two days ago. ''
The black haired man scowled: ''How fucking large?''
'' They are 35…They said they were from the state of Michigan.'' One of the men informed them.
Amelie felt her heart beat accelerate, but tried to keep her face placid. Letting out an impressed whistle, Negan rubbed the back of his neck: ''Fuck wow…that's a lot of people, they said anything as for why they were here?''
The envoy shook his head: ''No…their leader simply said they heard about the town and they were looking for a place to stay… That their group wasn't complete; that they weren't all arrived…that they would wait. That's why Rick wanted to see you: he's concerned about them…they are many and he doesn't want to have them all in one place, but he also doesn't want to turn them away…they're actually good people.'' He explained.
Negan turned back to his desk and rolled the maps and stashed them inside a drawer before facing them again: ''We're coming. ''
Theo pulled at his pants: ''Can I come too?''
'' Of fucking course! Amelie; grabbed your things, we're paying a visit to the Prick.''
Xxxxxx
He had been talking with Rick for over half an hour, while he knew Amelie had wandered off, probably to see the ginger. Rick was indeed concerned, but more about where to put them than about the possible threat they could represent. Negan found that weird and he told him.
'' They are 35…and you told me there were only 8 women in the fucking group…it looks more like a small army to me….and they are apparently, waiting for the rest of their group to arrived? '' He pointed out as he sat with Rick in his house.
However, Grimes shrugged, seemingly calm about the situation: ''They only said they were from Michigan and that their band was…incomplete. To be honest, they look like good guys. ''
Negan raised a brow: ''It could be a fucking trick…what's making you say that?''
'' They've been helping around since they arrived, they are polite, their appearance is clean…and oh! They came with gifts for us.'' The smaller man explained.
The Savior made a face: ''What the fuck… they brought fucking gifts?!''
Rick nodded, enthusiast: ''Yes, they said they knew it was hard for us to welcome so many people, strangers and so they gave us like 50 pounds of smoked moose meat and five gallons of maple syrup! ''
Negan blanched at hearing this. He abruptly rose and headed toward the door: ''You idiot! They're not from the fucking Michigan! ''
Grimes followed behind him: ''What are you saying?''
The tall man growled: ''They're fucking Canadian! ''
A/N: the song is: bad moon rising by Creedence Clearwater revival