Two weeks have gone by and not a lot actually happened apart from me going on a run with Negan, the one I had requested. We were gone for around five days to a week, we found a lot of things on that run, food, drink, weapons, ammo, medication for the new doctor.

Yes, the Sanctuary has a new doctor, I didn't even realise until I went back to see the doctor so he could check out my hand. I also found out the new doctor is the old doctor's brother and that Negan killed his brother in a furnace since Negan had evidence that the doctor was the one to help Sherry escape but it was me all along.

I do feel pretty guilty for it, the doctor being burnt alive for something I did. If I was there, watching... I would have told Negan it was me who helped Sherry escape but I wasn't, I was properly in that cell at the time and in a week or so, I may even be in there again, or even worse.

After finding out the condition of my hand, which is getting a lot better but still needs support for it to hell completely but it's properly going to come off in two to three weeks, that has been the best thing from this two weeks, the run, finding out the recent doctor was killed, my wrist and my sickness.

Well... It wasn't really sickness, just cramps. Like period cramps so nothing serious, well I hope so anyway, anything could happen, since it's the apocalypse, but since it isn't that bad I don't think anything is wrong, maybe my period is coming.

I walk outside of the building that I sleep in, I look all over the place for someone. I look past all the working men and woman, some on guard, so in the kitchens and some of them working on a small gardening.

Where would he be? I think to myself as I carry on walking around the perimeter until I get to the prisoners working with the walkers, I look up to where a once used EXIT door is, to see the person I'm looking for, the person is standing next to Eugene, who is the chief engineer, the same job he had at Alexandria just not the gatekeeper.

"Dwight!" I call, the man with my friend's crossbow turns to look at me from above, "I need to talk to you!" I call up, hoping he would come down. He stares at me for a little bit before turning to Eugene, whispering something to him before walking down the metal steps.

"Follow me," He orders and walks past me, not even looking at me. I nod to myself and start to follow after him, I look over my shoulder to see Eugene looking at me, I smile and nod at him before I jog after Dwight who is heading towards the fence on the opposite side and where no one is around, not even the guards are on this side making everything a lot easier since they won't be able to tell Negan.

Since that battle with Alexandria, for some bizarre reason, Negan become quite protective of me which I don't like, I sort of understand since on the run I was almost killed by a walker.

I take a deep breath as I slowly open the old, door of a house. We had found a small town which looks like no one has come here since they were a few walkers roaming the streets, they are still alive since they were further up and they were no problem at the moment.

I slowly close the front door behind me, leaning against it as I pull out my pistol and my hunting knife, I listen for a minute to see if I could hear any walkers and I could hear at least one from the kitchen.

I look up the stairs to see if a walker was going to walk towards the staircase, but there weren't any and the baby gate up the top of the stairs would keep them there for me to look around. I walk straight into the kitchen to see the walker standing near the back door.

The walker growls and turns to face me, it's a male and he's been a walker for a while since all the skin, especially his face is rotten and slowly ripping away from the bone. The walker growls and snaps his teeth, walking towards me, I lift my hand, plunging the knife in his skull.

The walker stops growling and falls to the floor with a thud, hitting its head onto one of the chairs, I cringe at the loud noise, standing still or a second before I walk around the kitchen, look through all the cupboards to see if the was anything in them.

I put everything I could find into the small bag, which is nowhere near being filled, I sign in defeat that I hardly found anything, I swing the bag onto my shoulders before I head towards the kitchen door.

I scream as I fall down to the ground, from above me loud growls and snapping of teeth come from the walker above me, who somehow kept herself quite and snuck up o me taking me by surprise. I groan as I try to keep the walker from biting into me, I look over to my left to see my knife had slid to the other side of the kitchen.

The only weapon I had left was my gun which is in the holster attached to my belt. I use my good arm to keep the walker away from me as my bad one reach for my gun. A tear rolls down my face as the walkers face moved closer to my face, this must be the end.

As I'm about to give up and allow the walker to just take a bite, it is suddenly thrown off me, I gasp in shock as I realise that I'm alright and I'm not going to turn into a walker. I lay on the tiled floor in the kitchen, taking deep breaths. That was just too close for my liking.

I look over to my left to see the walker dead on the floor, blood coming out of it's now destroyed head. " Mother fucker... You're not bit, are ya?" I turn once I hear the person ask, I look over to see Negan standing in front of me with an annoyed and concerned look on his face.

I touch my face, to feel nothing there. My skin still smooth, I shudder at the thought of a walker biting into my face, I slowly stand up, using the chair to help me up. I lean against the table and looked up at Negan, shaking my head no.

I couldn't believe how close that was, I've never been that close to turning into a walker, my entire time surviving this world, against these things. I wipe away the tear that escaped my eye from the shock.

I look up at Negan, to see his face is now relieved that I'm alright. I jump as I suddenly feel something on my cheek, I look up to see Negan's hand on my cheek, "I'm glad you're alright," Negan announces, I nod my head and smiled at him, really glad that he got here before anything could happen.

"(Y/N)... (Y/N)!"

I jump out of my thoughts to see Dwight staring at me with a confused look on his face. I quickly apologise to him, telling him that a memory just popped into mind, which I wish never had. "I need help and your the only one that can help me?"

"And what can I do to help you?" Dwight questions, holding onto the crossbow with his one hand as he stares down at me, I look around to make sure no one was listening. "I know this is stupid but... I need you to take me to Alexandria and you'll do that since I saved your wife or whatever Sherry is too you, she could be walker food right now but I got the horde away, so repay the favor,"

Dwight shakes his head and looks down at me and just smirks at me, chuckling at me as he turns and walks away. "Even if you don't help me... I'm still going to go and once I come back I'll make sure all the blame goes on you, I'll tell him you let me out, what's it going to be?"

" Take me to Alexandria or be killed by Negan? You have until the end of this week to decide," I tell Dwight, smirking at him as I walk past, I could feel him glaring at me. I know this is going to work.