Negan had difficulty sleeping last night without her beside him. "Morning already. Hell." He quietly walked down to her room shirtless. Negan lightly knocked on her door.
Sadie stretched at her wake up call and forced herself up. She unlocked the door with a yawn but without words.
"Too early?" He smirked at the empty popcorn bowl.
'I don't feel so hot.' Sadie nodded and shut her eyes again.
"Hm? Still sleepy?" "Uhuh." She left to shower.
"Proud of you." Sadie sighed and opened her mouth instead of ignoring him. "Thanks." She softly smiled.
"Hey. You hungry?" He calmly stopped her. "Not really. Is Dr. Carson free?"
Negan sighed. "Wish I could say yes. Door was locked. Don't know where he is." "Oh." Sadie blinked.
"Why babe? What's going on?" Negan felt under her chin. "I just..feel dizzy." Colored spots started to blur her vision. "Good thing we got a spare Dr. Carson on hand." He carried her to the cell bedroom.
"Take a few more minutes to gather yourself darlin'. I'll have someone get you some food." He knelt down and lay her on the bed. She hummed. "It probably wasn't the best idea to sleep in this."
Negan helped remove her hoodie and shirt. "Easy peasy lemon squeezy." He stood up.
"Got a meeting with the boys." Negan smiled and left the room, closing the door on his way out. Sadie tightened her eyes, hoping that doing so would clear her sight, but it didn't. "Shit."
"Claude!" Negan yelled. He jogged over after unloading two crates of stuff. "Get uh..Get our little warrior something to eat." He nodded. "Where is she?"
"The room with the door closed. That way." He pointed Lucille behind him. "She's not feeling so hot." "Mh. I have figured that. She is normally up by now."
He took a tray of food and opened her door. Sadie shrieked and sat up. "Oh. Hi."
Frollo tightened his eyes at the pitch of her voice. "Yes. Hello." He walked in.
She rubbed her head. "Sorry. I'm not fond of surprises." "Understandable." He placed the tray on the bed. "Have you slept okay last night?"
She sighed and quietly started to eat. "Please don't ask me that." "What do you mean?" Claude picked up the empty bowl and glass from last night.
"You know that no matter how crazy you drive me, I still like you. Don't tempt me." "I am simply asking you a question Sadie, not interrogating you." He blinked.
"Then no. I didn't sleep well." She spat. Claude sat on the bed and placed her on his lap. "Hey!" "Hello." He replied, resting his chin on top of her head. "What are you doing?"
"Nothing. Nothing at all." He caressed her neck, causing her to sharply inhale.
Frollo was suddenly distracted by an echo of moans and shut the door.
Sadie acted fast and grabbed her gun. "I swear to god, Rick is a dead man!" She gulped as a hoard of zombies crowded outside below. "Be sure to lock it!" Sadie shouted among the firing of bullets.
Claude obeyed and sat helplessly back on the bed, watching her defend.
"I'm not getting a good enough view. They're moving too fast." She started to climb out the window.
"Sadie!" He grabbed her arms. "Just stay here and you'll be fine." She tried to figure out how to get on top of the beaten trailer. "In the worst case scenario, you'll have to fight. I'm not being smart, I'm just saying."
"B.." "I'll be fine!" She panted, hoping to speed up the conversation. They forcefully kissed. "I love you." He put her hoodie on for her. "Love you too Claude."
Sadie zipped it and ran out. She quickly stacked two crates on top of each other. "Come on!" She tried to climb on top of them without them falling. Sadie jumped as high as she could and pulled herself up on top of the trailer.
She panted then cleared her throat. "K." She started firing at the hoard near the front door. "That's right." She whispered with a smile and sniped each one. "Come to mommy."
As soon as they were ten feet away, Sadie jumped down and ran towards the back gate. "Shit!" She repeated as another hoard was following her. "I can't breathe.." Sadie groaned as she pushed herself to keep running and clawed onto the fence.
With no time to waste, she hopped over it and purposely fell onto her back. "Agh!" She huffed, trying to get up. "At least the concrete didn't hit my head." Sadie sighed in relief and continued her killing spree.
Claude narrowed his eyes and slowly opened the door. A zombie hand made its way through and he slammed it shut with a groan, dislocating it from the body. "Did she lure all of them away?"
Frollo looked outside the window and only saw five. "Good." He sighed and quickly unlocked the door before escaping out the window. "Perhaps they will eat what was left on her plate."
While still focusing her aim, Sadie jumped another fence in case the first one tore down. "Highly unlikely, but better be safe than sorry." She balanced sitting on top of it and fired away.
"We're on Easy Street!" She happily shouted above their moaning. "And it feels so sweet!"
Negan and Simon were maintaining the Saviors in the crowded meeting room as walkers groaned outside the door. "Twenty of you outside! Rid the Sanctuary." Simon ordered.
As they exited the other door, Negan scratched his head as he held Lucille. "I like killing people." He said out loud.
Sadie groaned as more of them approached. "Damn you Rick! Ah!" She lost her balance and grabbed onto the rusty gate. "That'll probably blister." She muttered and climbed back up.
The girl rose her head as a slow but clearly human figure walked over with a pistol. 'Gavin? Holy shit it's Gavin!'
He started shooting each of them in the head as she continued sniping. 'Just enough ammo.' She panted as all of them lay dead on the ground minutes later.
Gavin looked up at her and blinked. "What are you doing up there?"
"Like the view." She smiled. He smiled back. "And probably hurt my back. How's the rest of the Sanctuary?" "The inside is a war zone." Gavin didn't hold back from saying. Sadie escaped the fence maze and followed him.
"You lead them out and I'll shoot?" She suggested. "There's too many inside. That plan is impossible."
A unknown bullet was fired and shot him right in the shoulder. "Agh!"
Sadie immediately turned her head and shot where it came from. 'Sounded like a headshot.' She slowly approached the body and sighed. 'Brown hair, brown eyes, cheekbones..Nope!' She rushed over to him. "Gavin!" She cried.
"Shit that..hurt." He groaned. Sadie narrowed her eyes. "Can you stand up?" "Y.." He huffed. "..Yeah." He stood up. Sadie assisted him back over to the trailer and helped him inside.
"I'm no doctor, but if we try to remove it, the more of a threat it will be. I'll be right back." "Sadie! It's no use! Without Dr. Carson, we're doomed." He groaned.
"We are not doomed. Lock the door and I'll be right back!" She ran out but was stopped by one of the Saviors.
"What are you doing out there? Get me a beer." "Put a sock in it asshole!" She ran past him and into Dr. Carson's office. She looked around and blushed as he was treating another patient. He looked over to her.
"Oh. I'm sorry." "Don't be Sandra. What can I do for you?" "Gavin got shot. By one of Rick's men." She panted.
"I see. Do you know where he is? Can he walk?" "Yeah. It was just in the shoulder." He nodded. "Alright. Bring him here. But carefully."
She ran back to the trailer and sighed. "Gavin. It's me!" He reached over and opened it. "Hey." The girl helped him up and led him to the office.
"Thanks Sadie." He sat on the table. She helped unbutton his shirt and bundled it up to use as a pillow. He lay his head on it.
"It doesn't look bad, but removing it could lead him to suffer blood loss, perhaps resulting in shock." Dr. Carson blinked.
"Is a transfusion too complicated?" Sadie blinked. "It's not. However, It is time consuming. Keep in mind that the type of blood matters as well." Dr. Carson cleared his throat.
"I'm A positive."
Gavin blinked. "I'm negative. A." She sighed. "That works right?" "Yes." Dr. Carson nodded. "It does."
'It looks no where near like the bullets I used. That shit looks homemade. From scratch.' Sadie made a fist with her left hand.
"I have an okay pain tolerance." He closed his eyes. She then offered her left hand to him. He lightly smiled and took it with his. "You really are small." He looked into her eyes.
Dr. Carson carefully tried to remove it but it was really lodged in his skin. She huffed as he pulled it a little rougher.
Gavin groaned. "Damn it! Not so.." He panted once he stopped. "..hard." He shut his eyes.
"I'm sorry. But that's the only way to even try to get it to move." Gavin sighed.
"Alright."
"Shit!" He groaned then sighed as it was removed ten minutes later. Sadie motioned for the talki to notify Negan.
"Shouldn't get attention from them." She pressed the call button while still holding Gavin's hand. Dr. Carson taped down the bandage to ease the bleeding.
*"Damn hell this better be important!"* Negan roared. Gavin sat up in a panic. "It's fine." She whispered. "Bad timing?" Sadie asked in her monotone voice. *"Yeah. Everyone's freakin' the f*ck out! What's going on?"* "Gavin got shot." She replied, now pissed.
*"Shot?"* "Yeah. By one of Rick's pisses. A damn brunette chick. Bullet looks suspicious as hell. I am not.." She lightly gasped as a needle pierced her right forearm. "..a happy camper."
*"Her name's Rosita. That bitch shot Lucille. Should've known it would be her."* He huffed. *"Gavin's fine?"* "Was Rosita. Yeah. Lost some blood but he's fine now."
"Thanks." Gavin whispered as the needle was ejected from Sadie's arm. She winked at him as her wound was bandaged.
*"Good to know. Meet me in the conference room then. Something important came up."* He sighed. "Alright." She gave the talki back to Dr. Carson.
"Will he be okay?" Sadie blinked. "Gavin will be just fine." He nodded. "How are you feeling Sadie?" "I'm okay, but nervous." He led Gavin to the infirmary and came back.
"About what Sadie?" He invited her onto the table. "Just all the chaos." She lay down. "Adrenaline rush."
Dr. Carson nodded and asked Negan to come to the office instead. Although not pleased, he said yes anyway. She shut her eyes, claiming she was being over dramatic. "That's understandable Sadie." He turned on the monitor and lifted her shirt half way.
Negan shut the door behind him with a straight face. Sadie looked away, feeling so bad that he was told to come here.
"Gavin's fine doc?" "Yes. He's now resting in the infirmary."
Sadie grew uptight just thinking about what that girl did to him. Her heart beat faster in rage. "Sadie. Relax. That's not exactly helping."
Negan sat Lucille on a chair and scratched the back of her head, calming her down. Her eyes closed. "Much better." Dr. Carson continued the procedure and set the probe back on her chest.
Negan huffed, extremely thirsty for revenge and wanting to yell. Even looking at her face couldn't help with calming his nerves.
Sadie felt the top of Negan's other hand on her leg. "She's fine right?" He rushed out. "Yes. She's fine. Although her heart is beating faster then it was last time. Unfortunately I can't prescribe anger management for her."
"Just swell doc." Negan couldn't care less and left the room. He sighed.
"All this nonsense. Thanks." "You're welcome Sadie. Try not to become too tense. That would certainly not help." She nodded and left the room, despite her anger levels rising again.
She snuck out the front door of the Sanctuary and left towards Alexandria to kill someone. "I'm not sure who. But it will be one of them."
"Hey."
"What!?" She growled at the unknown Savior.
"Woah. Easy. Negan put the Sanctuary on lockdown and I'm in charge of rounding everybody up."
She sat on the ground behind a tree. "I'm sorry. Gavin just got shot and.." "What? How? Who?" "A damn handmade bullet. In the right shoulder. By one of Rick's chicks. I'm f*ckin' pissed about it!"
She punched the tree five times, regardless of her fist turning red. She huffed and left back inside. "I need a drink."
He sighed and looked around the rest of the Sanctuary.
Sadie quietly grabbed her bag and went up to Negan's room, surprised to see him in a recliner drinking beer from a bottle. He looked up a her, not excited nor upset. She took her stuff back to his room and undressed to her underwear and tank top.
She hid her tearing eyes in a pillow. 'Sweatpants sound so good right now.' She cleared her eyes after shutting them.
After finishing his bottle, Negan locked the door and took Lucille to the bedroom. He said not a word as he undressed. Frankly, She didn't blame him. 'Far too much shit happened today and yesterday. I'm not sure if I will get any proper sleep tonight.'
Without a shirt, Negan lay on his side of the bed. No affection, nothing. Sadie shrugged, taking advantage of the opportunity to recollect her thoughts.