Thank you so much for reading! I glad people are digging my Governor. I like exploring what the Governor may have been thinking about while being his creepy calm self in the show. The guy behind the mask. Anyhoo.
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The new arrivals were settling in and being given duties around the prison. There was clean up to do in the cellblock and courtyard. Bodies to remove and burn as well as walkers to kill. Rick, Daryl, Merle, Sam and Glenn got to work clearing the yard of walkers. They parked two cars blocking the gate to prevent others from entering. After they killed the undead in the yard, they cleared the fences. Tyreese and a couple men from Woodbury got to work mending the gates.
The day was long and hard but productive. The prison yard was protected again. Merle and Daryl set out after things were secure to hunt for dinner. Merle was happy to get away from all the people. He was already irritated by the amount of people now hanging around and mouths to feed.
'Fuckin bleedin' heart liberal Sherriff.' He thought grumpily.
Supplies from Woodbury were brought back to the prison but the amount of mouths to feed was intimidating. Runs were being planned for the following day as well as hunting for the Governor. Michonne and Daryl were even more determined to find him after finding Andrea bitten in the Governor's torture room. Merle hadn't told Sam about the rooms he had seen set up for Michonne and her. He could tell the Governor had taken great care in how he was going to hurt her. Daryl had stood with him looking at the chair with leather cuffs just waiting for their next victim. The table set up with razors, pliers and other intimidating medical equipment. Merle had felt the rage seeping off his little brother. The thought that she could've ended up there made both Dixon's blood boil.
A bolt flew past Merle bring him out of his angry thoughts. He looked up and saw Daryl had gotten another squirrel.
"Gonna need a hundred of those to feed all those people," Merle grumbled. Daryl grunted in response as he yanked the bolt and dead animal off the tree trunk. They kept walking and check some snares Daryl had set up around the prison grounds. Many had been trampled by the dead who shuffled toward the gunfire.
"Ya think we'll find 'im?" Daryl asked after finding a rabbit in a trap. Merle shrugged and scratched his chin. "We better." He rasped.
They kept moving and found five more squirrels before heading back to the prison. They sat in the courtyard and dressed the animals. Some of the kids from Woodbury watched them until a couple of mother hens drug them away. Merle snorted as they claimed it was inappropriate for kids to see such gore.
"Tha fuck ya thinks beyond those fences ladies? Kittens 'n rainbows?" he asked with a sardonic grin. Daryl smirked while tugging the skin off the rabbit they caught. Sam wandered over and sat down, taking the pack of cigarettes out of Merle's front pocket.
"Hey now." He grumbled as he removed the innards of a squirrel. "Those are mine lil lady."
Sam laughed and lit one up, inhaling deeply before sticking it between Merle's lips. He took a drag and let it hang lazily on his lips, exhaling through his nostrils. Sam plucked it away and took another deep drag. "So how the fuck are we feeding all these people?" she asked, sticking the smoke into Merle's lips again as he pulled the skin off his squirrel.
"Doin' runs tomorrow, comin' with?" Merle asked setting the small body aside and grabbing the next one. Sam nodded and said, "Be good to get outta these fuckin' fences."
Merle laughed and said, "You're getting paroled again, Sugar"
Sam's eyes narrowed as she glanced at Daryl who was also squinting at her. Merle realized his slip up. "Again?" Daryl asked.
Sam cleared her throat and said, "Nothin', he's jokin'."
"Sam it ain't no big deal. She's got a record. Daryl ain't gonna judge ya." He said flicking his cigarette butt away. Daryl watched her look away nervously and said, "Don' give a shit. What were ya in for?"
Sam chewed on her thumb and said, "Just drugs 'n stealin shit."
Merle smirked at her down play of her charges but didn't say anything. Daryl's eyebrow raised but didn't say anything else. Merle bumped her shoulder with his and said, "See no big deal."
Sam shrugged and said, "Just don't need people looking down on me for shit I did forever ago."
"Who gives a fuck what they think of ya?" Merle commented while chucking more innards in the bucket for garbage. Sam sighed and rested her chin on her hand, "I don't know, guess I don't."
Daryl finished up his last animal and said, "No ones gonna care unless your some kinda serial killer."
Sam smirked and said, "They called me the black widow.I like to kill my mates."
Merle snorted and said, "Try me Sweetheart. See how that goes."
Sam laughed and leaned her head against his shoulder. "Nah. You're growin' on me."
Daryl grunted, "Grownin' on ya like mold."
Merle, Daryl, Sam and Glenn were doing a run in a town thirty miles east of the prison. With the additional people at the prison they needed to stock up on everything. The town had a large big box store, which had been looted, but they felt they might still find needed items. They brought their large truck to haul everything back. As they pulled up they saw abandoned cars that had been burned, dead bodies littered the ground and walking corpses shuffled through the parking lot. Merle circled the building checking out the back entrance. Once there they decided to enter from the back and grab items from the back stock product area. They hoped it wasn't as looted as the front.
Daryl and Merle took point while Sam and Glenn watched their backs. The group moved in smoothly and quietly. All four having done scavenging trips countless times knew how to proceed without getting killed. The backroom was pitch black so each person used a flashlight. Merle was using his bayonet attachment and a handgun with silencer. Sam chose her machete while carrying her rifle on her back. Daryl was of course was using his bow and Glenn opted for a machete and handgun combo.
They moved swiftly through the dark cavern of a room and took down five walkers who seemed to be ex employee. Their once red shirts and tan pants dark with blood and gore. Sam found an additional walker locked in the employee break room. Merle secured the door leading to the storefront to prevent any walkers from entering while they loaded up their truck. Three empty carts were lined up along a wall so the group moved through the back room loading them up while sorting through the stock they needed. Clothing, food and first aid supplies were first to be hunted down. Next were bedding, camping gear, cleaning supplies and toiletries.
The truck bed was half full by the time they finish with the back room. The group looks through the tiny window in the door leading to the front of the store and see the inky darkness beyond. The two hunters listen intently for sounds of hidden monsters within and deem it safe to proceed. Unlocking and sliding through the door they travel in pairs, clearing the store of walkers. Each pair puts down at least ten shuffling bodies as they work from the back to the front of the building. Merle and Sam hit the pharmacy while Daryl and Glenn go to the grocery area. Carrying long duffle bags Merle and Sam empty the shelves of everything from cold medicine to multi vitamins. The pharmacist area is pretty empty but Merle being the drug hound he is finds plenty of gold mines. One of which was a year worth of birth control pills, which he confiscated for Sam.
'No more need for rubbers,' he thought with a wicked grin. He couldn't wait to start shoving them down her throat.
The other stockpile he found was z-packs of antibiotics. They would work well for any possible illness or injury. Sam scoured the shelves of first aid supplies and feminine hygiene products. Merle wrinkled his nose at the mountain of tampons.
"What ya prefer we bleed all over?" she smirked.
"Don' need to know 'bout your lady business." He grumbled while zipping up his full bag. "Le's go to the clothing section."
They wandered over to the men's and women's section of the store. Sam was gathering underwear and socks as well as any long sleeved shirts. It wasn't winter but it would be soon and the prison was bound to be freezing. Merle grabbed piles of plain t-shirt, flannels, boxers and socks. They loaded two carts full and then headed to the back room. Once there they met up with Daryl and Glenn who had three carts worth of food and water.
"This place was a goldmine." Glenn remarked with a grin. Merle grunted while pushing his cart through the swinging doors. They loaded up the truck bed and then shoved even more into the truck cab. Sam and Glenn ended up sitting on top of piles of clothing. It was uncomfortable but the run had been well worth it.
"What did you do before this Sam?" Glenn asked while shifting on top of the pile of clothing. Sam cleared her throat and said, "Hopped from job to job. Nothin' important."
Merle snorted in the front and glance at her in the mirror. Rolling her eyes she asked Glenn the same. "Delivered Pizzas." He replied with a smile. Sam chuckled and leaned her head back against the seat.
"What's the craziest thing you've seen when delivery one?" she asked with a smirk. Glenn smiled widely and said, "I had a lady answer the door wearing one of those sexy nurse costumes… when she opened the door to give me the money I saw a dude in a bunny costume in the background."
"Was it Halloween?" Sam asked.
"Nah it was July." He said with a chuckle causing Merle to bark out a loudly laugh. Sam smirked and shook her head. "People are such weirdos."
Merle drawled, "Oh come on Sugar. Ain't dressin' up as a naughty nurse for me?"
Sam shook her head and said, "Nope. Maybe Naughty prison guard." Merle guffawed and rubbed his chin, "I can work with tha'."
Glen wrinkled his nose and said, "That's gross guys. I don't need to hear about your sex life."
Daryl snorted, "Everybody's heard 'bout your sex life Glenn. Ya and Maggie aren't quiet."
Sam smirked at Glenn's reddened cheeks. Merle snorted and looked back at him, "Gotta say son. Never thought of ya as someone capable of gettin' a nice slice a Georgia peach." Glenn frowned but then rolled his eyes when he saw Merle's joking smile. "She's outta my league that's for sure." Glenn remarked with a laugh.
"Bet your ass she is," Daryl scoffed but let his lips curl up.
They were approaching the gates of the prison and saw Tyreese and Karen there to open them up and hold off the walkers. Pulling up into the courtyard the group piled out of the car and started unloading their supplies. Rick seemed ecstatic about the large haul. Sam took a few of the items she grabbed for herself and headed to Merle and hers cell. She grabbed a few pieces of clothing as well as her favorite shampoo and conditioner from before she went to prison. Merle came in a few minutes after she started to grab items to take to he showers.
"Gonna shower?" he asked throwing his bag on the top bunk.
"Yeah. Wanna join me?" she asked with a wicked grin. His face almost cracked in half with the size of his smile. "Fuck yes," he muttered grabbing a new set of clothes. They wandered to the bathrooms and found the place empty. Merle turned the small sign they had hung on the door to show it was occupied and then locked the door behind them for good measure. Sam smirked as she peeled off her clothing while watching Merle do the same. She fucking loved the sight of his low riding jeans. Her eyes consuming the view in front of her.
"Found somethin' ya might like." He rasped as he slid his jeans down and freed his hardon. Sam raised an eyebrow, "I've seen your dick before Merle."
Merle laughed gruffly and shook his head, "Not what I was talkin' bout Sugar. Found a year worth of the pill."
Sam smiled and kicked out the last of her clothing and turned the faucet on. The water was cold but still amazing. "Good. Better than condoms." She said while letting the water run off her body. Merle joined her his hand sliding up her body and gripping her neck. "Fuck ya it is."
Lowering his mouth, he kissed her slowly, the water trailing over their faces, dripping off their chins. Sam moaned as he pulled her against him, grinding. Moving to her neck Merle whispered, "Gonna fuck ya against this wall girl." His hand lifting her leg to his hip. Sam wrapped her arms around his neck, her body practically climbing up his. Tightening her legs around his waist as his right arm supported her weight while pressing her into the wall. Sam loved his strong arms gripping her, the chords of muscle taut yet not straining. No weakness shown. She could feel the thick shoulder muscles ripple under her hands.
"Ain't taken my time Sugar." He said, his mouth licking and sucking on her neck and the curve of her breasts, his hand kneading her flesh. "Good," she panted as her nails gripping his shoulder, rolling her hips against him. Merle pressed his upper body further into her, pinning her to the wall as his hand slipped between them, lining himself up with her wet opening. In one swift motion he was buried inside Sam as she moaned loudly, the sound echoing of the tiled walls. Fast snapping movement of Merle hips against her making them each groan.
"Fuckin shit," he growled his teeth scraping across her shoulder. Sam could tell her was holding back, not biting her like he wanted to. She silently thanked him for being so fucking considerate.
"God girl," he moaned his mouth finding hers again. They ground against each other, Merle's thrust shallow and fast as she held on for dear life. Sam bit her lip as her muscles began to flutter, clenching against the delicious sensation of Merle inside her. "Fuck Merle, almost." She mumbled her legs squeezing his waist even tighter.
"That's it Sam. Cum for me baby girl." He rasped his hips slapping against her. Rolling her hips one last time the tight coil that had built up inside her unfurled, every muscle spasming as her orgasm crested. "Oh god," she moaned her head thrown back, thumping against he white tiles. Merle growled his arms tightening around her as his pumped harder and deeper, his groin throbbing while she squeezed him.
"Fuck," he hissed through clenched teeth, his neck strained as his knees threatened to buckle. Merle pulled out quickly and finished on her stomach, rocking into her as he pulsed. Her slick belly sliding against his hot skin. Gasping pants filled the room as Sam slide down his body, her legs unsteady enough to need to hold onto Merle's arm. "Jesus Christ," she muttered her head falling against the wall. Merle chuckled and pulled her closer while leaning his forehead against the cool tile. "Gotta wash up now," he said roughly looking down at his cum smeared along her pale stomach. Sam chuckled and said, "You remembered." He laughed and said, "Unfortunately yeah. Gonna shove a whole pack of those pills down your throat."
Sam smiled, "Still need protection for a month before we're safe," she remarked. Merle groaned and scrubbed his face with soap. "Bullshit," he grumbled as he moved to his body. Sam laughed and nodded, "I agree but gotta do it."
They finished washing up and getting dressed. When they opened the door they found Glenn and Maggie waiting outside. Glenn had a smirk on his face which Merle returned, "All yours stud."
Glen blushed which made Merle bark out a loud laugh while walking away. Sam followed him, her hand gripping his shirt. Merle looked back and saw her hand. "Reminds me of your first shower here,"
Sam laughed and shook her head, "God I was so fuckin' out of it."
"Ya was scared s'all. Don't blame ya." He remarked his hand on her lower back as then climbed the stairs to their cell. Sometimes Sam was surprised at how sweet Merle could be without even thinking about it. The warm hand on her back guiding her up the stairs made her skin tingle.
Merle unpacked his bag and handed Sam the stack of birth control pills and said, "Bottoms up. Month from now I'm gonna do that again without unloadin' on your stomach." He cocky grin slide onto his face while he kept unpacking. Sam smirked and unopened a box. "Should I check with Hershel to see if they're safe to just take?"
"He's a fuckin' vet. Won't know shit." Merle scoffed as he sat down, untying his boots.
"True, all well. We'll see I s'pose." She said popping out the first pill and swallowing it down with warm bottle of water. Merle groaned as he lay down, "Fuck that was a work out. Maybe I won't do that again."
Sam climbed into the bed with him and nodded against his chest. "Yeah you may be getting to old for that shit." Merle slapped her ass and growled into her neck, "Gonna bend you over me knee girl."
"Promise?" she said sleepily. Merle grabbed her ass hard and pulled her closer. "Keep it up and I will." Sam laughed while tucking her face into his side, inhaling his scent and humming. They lay quietly, relaxing after the run and the shower aerobics.
"I was thinkin'" Merle started before pausing. Sam looked up from her spot on his chest, her head tilting upward. "Bout what?" She asked. Merle unwound and rewrapped his finger in her hair. "Bout the day the Governor showed up. When you were looking at Shumpert."
Sam raised an eyebrow. "What about it?"
"Thought ya'd be more upset... 'bout off'n someone." He said hesitantly his eyes jumping around her face.
Sam swallowed thickly as she realized what he was really asking. "Sorry?" She said slowly. He smirked and shook his head, "Ain't lookin for a sorry. Just wonderin' if he was the only person ya off'ed."
Sam cleared her throat and said quietly, "No."
He nodded and said, "Who else?"
Sam chewed her lip and plucked at a loose thread on his flannel shirt. "Remember how I said my scar was from a fight over jello?"
Merle grinned and nodded, "Ya lil liar."
Rolling her eyes Sam said, "Didn't know how you'd react or if you'd... I don't know."
"Ain't gonna judge. Ya know that. Got no room to judge someone." He replied while tugging the lock of hair he was playing with. "So what happen?"
"It was a hit.. Well attempted hit. Some other drug traffickers tryin' to take me out. Happened in the shower."
"She cut ya? Then what?" Merle asked, his finger winding around the blonde lock.
"I got the blade, took care of her and walked away. No one found out it was me. Fixed it with super glue from the wood want to go to the infirmary." She said while biting her lip.
"Good." He said his thumb tracing the scar along her jaw. "Deserved it. She the only other one?"
Sam shook her head once and cleared her throat. "Before I went away... A deal went bad, a short shoot out... and well after the shit hit the fan I had to protect my uncle. Ran into some bad people along the way."
Merle laughed gruffly. "Jesus Christ sugar."
Sam chewed her lip viciously feeling anxious. Merle pulled the lip away from her teeth. "Don' worry. Ain't mad or worried you're gonna kill me in my sleep. Just means ya got my back when shit go sideways."
Sam smirked and nodded her head while tracing circles on his chest.
"So how many countin' Shumpert"
"Seven."
He chuckled gruffly again and pulled her face to his, kissing her slowly. Sam pulled back and said, "I didn't fuckin enjoy it or anything but... I walked away and they didn't, so fuck them."
Merle nodded, his fingers gripping her chin gently as his mouth working against hers slowly. His hand stroking her face and arm pulling her tightly against his side. "I know ya ain't some psycho. Makes me glad that ya'll take care of ya'self if need be. Don' gotta worry 'bout ya pussyin' out." Sam laughed and shook her head against his chest, "No… pussying out is not one of my traits. I'm too stubborn."
"Good," he said gruffly.
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