Sadie lightly coughed, realizing that Negan hadn't moved his hand last night. She tightened her eyes, feeling pressure from her chest down. Sadie looked over and noticed that he was still asleep.
The girl sighed and lightly lifted his hand. 'Wait. The sheets are dry. I didn't leak did I?' She lifted the sheet with a relief. 'Good. Damn that would be embarrassing.'
Sadie carefully and quietly left to the kitchen to start on the dishes. 'So quiet.' She picked up a sponge and wet it with dish soap. Sadie smiled and washed the three pots first.
'Place them on the other side gently. Don't want to wake him up. What time is it anyway?' She glanced at the clock on the stove. 'Ah. Five thirty again. And look at that! There were less dishes than I thought! Always happens when pans take up room.'
Sadie quickly washed and rinsed the plates, along with the silverware. She smiled and dried her hands before returning to the bedroom.
"Hm." Negan lightly groaned as the bed slightly shook. "I couldn't get comfortable. Sorry." The girl whispered. His eyes opened. "Morning sweetheart." He smiled and kissed her forehead. "How'd you sleep?" "I slept okay." "Well that's not a pleasant way to start the morning."
Sadie closed her eyes. "What do you mean?" "What do you mean what do I mean? You were sound asleep like a baby last night. Quiet huff after huff. Soft heart beat after beat."
'Th..that's just freakin' creepy. Where is he getting to?' "Uhhh..Sorry?" She nervously tilted her head.
He chuckled and got up. 'I gotta shave this shit.' He scratched his beard and walked out of the bedroom, down the hall. 'What the hell?' She walked after him.
"And quit that cheesy romantic shit Romeo." Negan shot up his head. "It's not even February yet." She deviously smiled. He grabbed her right arm and pulled her into the bathroom with him.
"Watch that f*ckin' mouth lil' Miss." He gripped her right thigh.
She started to pant. "I'm sorry."
"You'd better as hell be. I don't give any free f*ckin' passes in here." Negan slapped her hard on the butt.
"Ow!" She shouted in a whisper. "We clear darlin'?" "Yes sir." The girl quickly nodded. "Alright." He kissed her forehead. "Wait outside the door then I'll take ya to get that stitch out." She took a single step out with a playful smile.
Negan rolled his eyes and shut the door. "Killin' me!"
"Are you in a coffin yet?"
He groaned and wet a razor under the faucet. Negan applied shaving cream on his face with a smile. "Early bird..gets the worm." He began to shave. "Peanut butter..and jelly." The man smiled brightly in the mirror once he was done and wiped his face with a wash cloth.
The girl went to put her hoodie and shorts back on. 'Keep the shirt on. Looks good on you. And it hides your curves.' She smiled and slid on her sneakers. Sadie dug into her bag and opened the bottle of medicine, placing a tablet in her mouth.
After washing it down with a sip of water, the girl put everything back in, zipped it up, and went to sit on the carpet across from the bathroom door.
It soon opened and Negan found her twiddling her thumbs.
"Alright darlin'. Come on." She slowly stood up. He went to grab Lucille and put on his pants before coming back. She nodded and followed him.
"I need you to listen to me loud and proud. Outside these windows." He pointed around his place with his bat. "You are classified as an employee. You will be treated the same as everyone else. Except when you and I are alone. That clear?"
"Yes sir. And I agree with you. The absolute last thing we need is for you and I trying to audition for a soap opera." She rolled her eyes. "Glad we're set on that."
She smiled. "You look nice shaven." He smiled back.
They approached the office to find the door closed. "Dr. Carson is out. Sir." A chubby man with a mullet hairstyle said as he walked over.
"The hell do you mean by 'out'?" Negan made quotations with his fingers.
"He went to use the restroom sir." He blinked at Sadie.
"May I ask who she is sir?" "Got ourselves a new recruit." Negan nodded. The man fluttered his eyes, trying to figure out what to say.
Meanwhile, Sadie cleared her thoughts as the door then opened. She turned to Negan with a single expression on her face, asking him to wait outside. He was conveniently speaking with, who Sadie overhead the man's name was Eugene. The girl glanced at the ground. 'Oh well. His loss.' She entered with a shrug.
The door then closed as she stepped in. "Hello Sadie." "Good morning." She answered politely but quietly. He tilted his head. "You're not fond of these very places are you?"
The girl shook her head. He hummed as she carefully sat on the table. "I'm not. No offense." She lay down. "None taken Sadie." He put on a pair of gloves and she quickly looked away. She lifted her shirt as instructed just below her breasts.
"You're healing just fine, that's for sure. How about we get this removed?" "Sure." She smiled. "Alright then." A blue paper sheet covered her stomach and a light was shown over her wound.
"If it hurts a little, I'm not trying to." "I know."
The door opened and Negan stepped in. "Sorry 'bout that, doll." She sighed. "Can you please wait outside?" He walked over to her and sat on a stool to the right of the table. 'Figured. No one listens to me anyway.' Sadie blankly scanned the room.
"It might be more of a process than the other day." The doctor told him. "Details doc. Details." Negan urged. "Sanitization, bandaging, rest, a follow up appointment. She'll probably have to be moved to the infirmary for the next few days."
Negan huffed and rubbed his face with his right hand. "Shit." He looked down at her, placing a hand on her forehead. The sympathetic look in his eyes was all she needed. Sadie sighed as a pair of tweezers started to pull out the stitch. Her eyes shut and briefly tightened.
Negan's presence in the room caused him to focus more on the task at hand.
Sadie slowly panted as she felt the tugging against her skin, but stopped as Negan held her hand. "Ugh." She quietly groaned. "You're doin' fine Sadie." He kissed her knuckle.
'Almost.' Dr. Carson fully removed the stitch and lightly pressed the wound with a cloth damped with warm water. Sadie opened her eyes as she squeezed Negan's hand. 'God that stung a lot.'
A large bandage was placed on it and was applied with medical tape.
"Alright. That should do it." The doctor took off his gloves.
Sadie let go of Negan's hand but he still held hers.
"Once you're up for it, I'll bring you to the infirmary." 'This place must be huge!' "She can stay with me." Negan obviously said. Sadie rose an eyebrow. 'No way!'
"I'd prefer her staying down here. In case of an emergency." She sighed and carefully sat up, fixing her shirt and leaning on her hands. "Is it far?" Dr. Carson disposed the sheet. "Just a few feet actually." "Oh. Okay."
Negan assisted her off of the table and she stepped away as he went to pick her up in his arms. He rolled his eyes and followed behind her as she followed Dr. Carson. 'Pardon me Miss Independent.'
Sadie blinked at the white bricked room she was led to. A simple white bed and dresser were set in the middle of the room. The only light source was a storm cellar type window at the top of the wall. 'Huh. Must be to keep zombies and intruders out. It is far too small and narrow.' "How long do you think it'll take for me to fully heal?"
"Two or three days at most." "Oh. I thought it would be longer than that." "Longer? Heavens no." He shook his head. "Great." Sadie nodded.
Once Sadie was settled in, Negan was notified by Dwight that Rick had come across more guns and supplies. "Hot diggity dog!" He grinned and left with him.
Sadie shrugged. 'He really wasn't kidding.'
Dr. Carson returned to his office as soon as the girl drifted off to sleep.
Sadie opened her eyes fourty five minutes later and suddenly teared up. "Where am I? I'm lonely." She sniffled. "And hungry."
The door slowly opened and she covered her face with the sheet. "I apologize for that sudden departure darlin'." Negan walked in with a tray of food.
She lowered the sheet and he frowned. The tray was set on the dresser. "You alright?" Sadie shook her head. "Emotions are getting f*cked all over the place huh?" He lightly hugged her.
Sadie placed her arms around his neck. "I'm right here now darlin'. Not going anywhere." He kissed her on the cheek. Sadie sighed, conquering her emotions. "Better?" "Yeah." She wiped her eyes. "Sorry."
He set a hand on her forehead then narrowed his eyes. "What's up?" "You're a bit warm." He helped her sit up and set the tray in front of her. "You know what? I think I found the perfect job for ya."
She picked up the fork and started to eat. "A job?" "Mhm." "But aren't I bed ridden?" She frowned. "You can still walk around. I talked with him." Sadie shrugged. "Gotcha." She lay her head down and shut her eyes. "What's the first order of business boss?"
He sighed. "Work has to be done darlin'. You need to get up." She huffed and pushed herself back up.
"Three hours. You." He instructed. "Are going to be buddy buddied up with Dwight. Unfortunately some people haven't learned to keep their mouths shut. There is only so much my staff can handle." "Ohh." Sadie slowly nodded and finished what was on the tray. "Does that mean I can have my gun back?"
"I wouldn't get your hopes up about that one. You ready?" "Yeah. I am." He took her right hand as she stood up. Dwight was waiting outside next to a closed gate with crowds of zombies on the other side of it.
"Damn. All that moaning is annoying." "My point exactly. Here." Negan handed her a long spear to stab each creature through the multiple holes in the gate. Dwight watched as Negan turned the corner.
"Name's Sadie right?" "Yeah." She shut a zombie up by piercing its head with the sharp end of the spear. "The s stands for short.." She groaned as she impaled another zombie's head. "..tempered."
"I'm..sorry about your..guardian." Dwight murmured as he stood beside her, stabbing the creatures to death. "Guardian? Oh hell no. He was just some self righteous religious hypocrite who couldn't keep his member in his pants. Insert pedophile priest joke here." She smirked. He couldn't help but break a smile.
"What about you?" "Agh I just wandered up here with my wife about a year ago. I ended up separating from her to spare her life. She said that she was then leaving to Kansas or somewhere. But that was months back. I have no idea where she is now." "Damn. I'm sorry to hear that." "Thanks."
"So you survived it?" "Survived the outbreak? So far." She nodded, continuing to keep focused on her order. "I meant..getting hit." "Oh that. It hurts a bit. Just got the stitch out like two hours ago." "Two hours ago?" He stopped to look at her.
"Yes sir." "Are you sure you should be out here? What if the blood scent attracts them and they flood the Sanctuary?" "Then that's Negan's problem. He said he talked to Dr. Carson, who said it was okay. So there we go." He sighed, killing the last five zombies.
"Alright." He looked up, noticing Negan turning the corner with Lucille on his shoulder. 'Man he looks good in that leather jacket.' She huffed. "Nice talking to you Dwight. I need to lay down." She rubbed her forehead.
"You alright?" She shakily sighed. "I feel so dizzy right now. Don't say anything. Promise me. I'll feel better tomorrow." Her eyes fluttered. "Okay. I won't." "Thanks. Night." "Night Sadie."
"Nice to hear some f*ckin' peace and quiet out here huh?" Negan leaned on his lift hip. "Yes sir." Dwight nodded. "Good night." "Nighty night Dwighty boy." He set a hand on Sadie's shoulder, walking her back to the infirmary.
"Seems like you took care of this shit no problem." He smiled. "How would you like to work a double shift tomorrow? By yourself." Negan sat her on the bed. 'I..I can't say no.' Sadie gulped. "A full six hours!" The girl gulped. "N..Negan I can.." "I knew that you'd dig it!" He kissed her on the lips.
Sadie shut her eyes to avoid tears dripping down her face. She slowly breathed as she kissed back. "I owe you my everything doll. My little warrior. Why don't you hit the hay?" He pulled back the covers and lay her head on the pillow. 'Y..you're spinning.' She slowly blinked. He covered her up.
"..'t. Negan?" She sat up as he left out the room. He turned his head to her. "What time do I start?" The girl forced a light smile. "Bright and early." He smiled back. "Nine to three." He shut the door.
Sadie fell back onto the pillow in tears. "That's not what I meant! Why?" She shut her eyes. "Just..concentrate on going to sleep. The more rest the better."
With a soft moan, she turned her head to the side. "Just..breathe."