Chapter 4 - Girl with a plan.
Rick took Melanie back to the building they were in with all the maps and plans laid out. He opened the door and helped her in. "Ya'll let's listen to Mel for a few, alright?"
Maggie nodded and sighed. "Can't hurt.. She does have inside information." Daryl grabbed a bar stool and Melanie sat down on it.
She nodded at the man, "Much obliged. May I have a paper and marker?" She glanced at Rick. Rick nodded and got it for her, and placed it in front of her. It was a huge piece. "Thanks!...Alright, so I can draw an exact map of the whole layout of the Sanctuary. Paul has been only in the prison before." She said seeing Paul lean on the table to watch. "Don't look so shocked, I know Jesus because he was one of our prisoners…" She said and her eyes landed on Daryl. "You were there also."
Daryl leaned on the table and looked at the redhead. "Yeah so what?"
"Well, since your ass knows it's way in the jail it's not that hard to get around once you know where you are going." She said drawing the layout.
"This is where the mess hall is, farming land, bakery, the shit doctor's house, and then the apartments where the others live who earn enough points. The other people live in tents if they don't earn enough points." She frowned "I never liked that change, then Arat got in the damn leadership with him and decided to bring it up." She shook her head. "Here is where we stay. Negans room - the 'wives' are across the hall in a big room, and mine is right next to his with an adjacent door…" She paused drawing it, and then continuing. "Please if you guys break in there - wait until midnight."
"Why?" Maggie said looking at the map.
"Well… Negan's usually done doing his husband duties by then." She laughed. "He'll be back asleep in his bed. He doesn't take the other wives to his room. I'm the only one allowed in there, being the only one who's procreated with him." She sighed.
"How many have you.." Maggie asked looking at her.
"Just two, then two foster kids. Foster kids were the doctor who passed away's - Tim and Sarah, 10 and 7. My eldest is 3 years old, " She said answering Maggie's question. "His name is Ford, after my pop's last name."
"And the other?"
"Currently residing in my uterus." She said rolling her eyes. " 15 weeks according to Doc.." She sighed,
The room fell silent for a moment.
"I'm sorry, what he did to you guys. He just has - something in him snapped again. I don't know how to explain it." She sighed and scratched her head slightly. "He wasn't like this."
"Well despite of what he used to be like - he is out of control." Maggie said looking over the map. "He murdered my husband - along with our friend - and many more." She said shaking slightly. Melanie reached and squeezed her hand slightly.
"I'm sorry, maggie." She said softly, "I know it won't bring them back - but I am truly sorry for what he did to you guys. He didn't need to go that far."
Maggie nodded, "So what do you suggest?" she asked taking another seat on the chair by the table.
" Well we have the plan that he comes here in 2 days. I say, I got back with him. Then we wait until the day before the next pick up of supplies in 3 weeks. He makes his rounds at the other survivors camps." She said grabbing the mape of the state. "Here...here...and theses ones." she said circling them on the map. "They won't help us. They are too afraid. The kingdom would be willing to help. Can any of your men and woman fight back in alexandria? Like hand to hand combat?" She asked looking at him, and running her hands through her hair.
"Very few. They are learning… Why?" Rick asked watching her.
"Just incase the saviors try coming and breaking his ass back out of hilltop. We are going to have world war three on our hands bitches." She laughed. "Unless Dwight or someone takes over, then we have nothing to worry about." She smiled. Then paused looking at the swampland's.
"Penny for your thoughts please?" Maggie asked watching her, rubbing her side, and breathed slightly. "Why do you want us to wait so long to come get him?
"Well, they usually have a party the night before to use up the last of the supplies - you know make people on edge the next day and easily irritated to find more supplies."He likes to party." She sighed softly.
"I see, he does this all the time?" Maggie sighed.
"Lately, yeah. Dont get me started on his drug stash." She shook her head. "Anyway." she said drawing the place more in detail where they live. "He has 4 guard towers around the sanctuary - each tower has 3 men guarding it with rifles. Take them out first. Negan has guards inside the house, two on the main floor, three on the second." she said showing them. "They are usually passed out drunk. I will be dishing out the beer that night, I will slip a little something in it." she smiled softly. "Negan will be in his room, The kids will be in my room I might be in his room with in sleeping on the bed." she sighed. " I'll be awake."
"I dont know what if something goes wrong." Maggie said looking at her - I wont exactly be their."
"Michone, Daryl, and I will be, along with a few others.." Rick said promising. "He took another prisoner, last time he was gathering supplies… I could send Daryl to get him. "
Melanie nodded listening. "Well thats all I can think to give you." She got up to walk around and stretch her legs.
"Alright lets call this meeting dismissed."Maggie announced. "Tomorrow is another day." She said fixing her hat and walking out the door. She stopped and looked at Melanie. "Walk with me?" She asked.
Melanie looked at Rick and shrugged. "Sure thing." She smiled and followed her.
