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I hope you like this chapter too! Next chapter will be better since it's further into their date so this chapter is sort of like a bridge to that. But this one is still okay, I think so at least.

We. All. Got. Jobs. To. Do.

~MaggieRhee.


"Tonight you're perfect
I wanna fall in love with the stars in your eyes
Tonight you're perfect
I wanna fall in love but only for the night."

-Tonight You're Perfect.

-New Politics.


I was in Beth's room getting ready for Glenn. It felt a little silly, strange even, but I wanted to look nice for him. Before everything happened, I never would've imagined myself getting dolled up for some guy. I was a tom-boy at heart, that will never change, but I still want to look pretty every once and a while. Not just for me for him too. He was so amazing, always trying to make the best of things, helping out wherever he was needed. I couldn't help but feel like he deserved someone better looking.

Beth must've been able to tell that I was bothered. "What's wrong?' she asked.

I turned to her. "Do you think that Glenn thinks I'm pretty?"

She laughed. Not a polite chuckle or half-hearted giggled, but a full, belly jiggling laugh.

I looked at her and she soon stopped. "Wait, you're serious?"

"Yeah." I said. "I mean, really Beth, look at me." I pointed to my reflection in the cracked, dirty mirror we'd been able to obtain.

"Are you kidding, Mags? You're gorgeous. It's really fortunate for Glenn that such a babe was still alive after everything that's happened."

I heard her but I continued to scrutinize my face. My pores had grown three times the size they used to be. My hair was almost always a mess, despite my efforts to tame it. My cheek bones jeered out of my face in a way I wasn't used to.

It was hard to imagine that there was a time when I wanted to lose weight. That I was scared of getting too big. Now, no one ever worried about that. If you had any extra meat on your bones, which probably wasn't much to begin with, then you must really know how to survive. Your only concern was that others would take this as a sign that you were a good person to hang around, and that they might get you in trouble.

"Is that good?" she asked after she'd fixed my hair. Two pieces were braided away from my face and secured in the back. She'd also let me wear some lip balm that she'd come across a while ago. It felt nice to have something a little extra on.

"It's prefect." I said, standing up and turning to her. "Thank you."

"Of course." she leaned into my open arms and we hugged. "I hope you and Glenn have a good time tonight." she said.

I pulled away. "I'm sure we will." I smiled.

"Okay, I'm going to go to dinner. I'll see you later? You'll tell me how things went?"

"As always." she smiled and waved as she left.

I looked in the mirror again.

I suppose I couldn't really complain. There were people fighting for their lives out there, while I was here, worrying about my oily nose and split ends. I wondered if worrying about these things meant that I was getting too comfortable. I tried to never get too comfortable. It seemed like every time we found a new home, we always got uprooted. It was my job to be on my toes.

Tonight, though, I figured it would be okay. All I wanted was to be with Glenn and be comfortable. I wanted to be with my husband and forget the world. Although, it was awful dangerous to do that nowadays.


When we took Terminus, we discovered that they didn't exactly have a lot of food saved to eat. They had a few other disturbing, disgusting things but besides some canned vegetables, powdered milk, and a few boxes of pasta there wasn't much our people could eat.

We'd started planting crops as soon as we'd decided it was safe enough to stay. It was hard at first for Maggie and Beth. When anyone ever spoke of farming, they thought of Hershel. I couldn't imagine what it was like for them to watch him die like that.

Even though it was particularly selfish of me, because I knew it was so scarring for Maggie, I was glad I hadn't seen it. I know it would've been hard for me to still put up a fight after seeing something like that. With Maggie, it was her dad.

That's one of the reasons I loved Maggie so much. She was so strong. She was much more than a survivor of all of this, she was a warrior. As ridiculous as that might sound, it was true. That was how I saw her. She'd experienced all this pain and suffering, much more than I had, and still she could greet every day with a smile and laughter and continue to live after being through so much hurt.

That's why I wanted to make tonight extra special for her. It was rare that we could both get away from our duties to do something like this. I wanted to make sure we both remembered it.

I had dinner laid out on a few bed sheets on the top of the roof. I'd been able to get some spaghetti when I went to town with Beth a few days ago. I'd also been able to borrow two helpings of corn from the kitchen and a few small sausage patties. I figured that would suffice even though it wasn't ideal.

I was putting the final touches on Maggie's gift when I heard feet on the steps below. The grew nearer and nearer until she appeared before.

"Uh, hey," I said, putting my hands in my back pockets.

"Hey," she said, smirking at me as she walked my way.

I noticed that she'd put her hair up and washed up extra. I smiled. "You look beautiful." I said. "You always do."

A blush came to her cheeks. "You don't have to say that." she said.

"I know." I nodded. She smiled. "Um, do you want to eat?" I asked, motioning towards the dinner laid out in front of us.

"Yeah, of course." she said.

I sat down next to her and dished out some of the sauceless spaghetti I'd prepared. After our plates were situated, I started a conversation. "How was your day?" I asked.

"Okay, I suppose. Class went well, hardly any accidents."

"Hardly any?" I asked.

"Well, Sasha and I aren't necessarily trained professionals, we do the best we can. No one said that learning how to shoot a gun would be safe." she smiled. I shrugged. "But besides that, I haven't really done much today. I went to see Beth for a while and then came here." she nodded. "How was your day?"

"Good. Easy perimeter shift and then I cleaned up and got up here to get things ready." I said, which was pretty much true.

"Wow, a day without any big scares or scandals? What're you going to do with yourself?"

I laughed lightly and shrugged. "I was only half doing everything today anyways. I was mostly looking forward to tonight."

"It's okay." she nodded. "I was too."

"Good," I said. I was happy to know that she was excited too.

"I appreciate this you know." she smiled. "I really do, Glenn."

"I'm glad." I smiled.

"Oh," she said, swallowing some corn kernels. "I have something for you."

"Aw, Mags, you didn't have to."

"Shut up," she rolled her eyes. "Just take it."

It was wrapped it fabric. She handed it to me and it felt rather heavy and familiar. I unfolded the material and flipped over the silver object.

It was Hershel's watch. It was confiscated from me when we'd arrived here. I hadn't seen it in months. "Where did you find this?"

"On one of the guys that I had to-" she trailed off with a smirk. "Take care of. I've been waiting for a good time to give it back to you and I figured this was a good one."

"You have no idea how much this means to me. Maggie, thank you." I leaned over to give her a hug and kiss.

"It's only right. He gave it to you. It belongs to you." she smiled.

I tucked it in my pocket and smiled.

"So long as we're doing gifts." I said, pulling a bottle from behind my back. "This is from Daryl and Beth." I said handing it to her. 'It's moonshine."

She smirked. "Well, that was nice of them. Wasn't it?"

"I think so. Will you do the honors?" I asked, holding out my glass.

"Of course." she opened the bottle and poured the liquid into my glass, then hers.

I held mine up in the air and she did the same.

"To, our anniversary." I said.

"No," she said wide eyed. "To us."

I nodded with a smirk. "To us."


The sound of our laughter rang in the air as Glenn told me a ridiculous story of how Bob had wandered into the main building without any pants on.

"He kept yelling about this crazy dream he'd been having."

"He did not!" I laughed.

"Really. I'm glad you didn't have to see it. I never want to see that side of Bob again." he said before taking a sip of his moonshine. It was stronger than I would've guessed.

The more we drank, the blurrier the world around us got. I didn't mind though.

I was still laughing and Glenn just looked at me. "What?" I asked.

"Nothing." he shook his head and bit his lip.

My eyes got wide. "Okay, sure." I said. I took a gulp of my drink.

He smiled. "Hey, I didn't give you your gift yet." He remembered.

"Well, give it here. Let's open it." I beamed.

He handed me a cardboard box that he'd tied shut. I held it up to my ear and shook it around. "What is it?" I asked. "A puppy?"

He laughed. "Uh, no. They didn't have any of those."

I rolled my eyes and untied the string.

The box held plastic bottles. I picked them up.

"Lotion?" I asked with a smile on my face. I was surprised Glenn had found something like this. Apparently, even in this type of world, everyone was still concerned about how they smelled. I guess, everyone took this type of stuff on their last stops before they fled town. It was hardly anywhere.

"And body wash. I looked for the perfume but I couldn't find it. It's sort of a set, I guess."

This was the type of thing I used to scoff at in high school. Boys would give me scented moisturizers and body spray and I would refuse it. I never was the kind that took to this sort of thing but now, I appreciated it more than ever.

This was normal. Girls my age were supposed to get this sort of thing from their husbands or boyfriends or whoever they had to get gifts from. It was nice to get something like this in a world that was the way it is.

"Look, I know it's not much but if you don't like it, it's not like you can't give it to Beth or something. I can find something else."

"No, Glenn." I said. I could feel the tears burning behind my eyes and I, mentally, scolded myself for acting so ridiculous. I didn't know if it was the moonshine or the starlight that was making me emotional but it didn't matter. "It's perfect." I said, crawling across the blanket to hug him.

He wrapped his arms around me. "So, you like it, then?" he asked.

I leaned back to look at him. "I love it." I planted a kiss on his mouth. "Thank you."

He smiled and I moved out of his arms to grab the bottle. The gel inside of the container was dark purple and had dull sparkles through it. I snapped open the lid to sniff it. "Lilac?" I asked, thinking.

"Probably. That's what I thought."

I tried to peel the faded label back and read it but it was useless. "It doesn't matter. Whatever it is, it's good."

"Good, I'm glad you like it." He said, tucking a piece of hair behind my cheek.

"Hey," I said smirking. "I have an idea."

"What?"

"What do you say to us going and using this?" I grinned.

He blushed. "Mags, as much as I love showering with you I don't think we should this late at night. I don't want anyone to hear us. I mean, people are sleeping and we wouldn't want to-"

"No," I playfully shoved him. "Not here."

"Where then?" he asked.

"There's a real small lake about a half mile away. I guess it's more of a pond, really, but it's not too small. It's sort of in the woods but it's not hard to get to."

"Maggie, what are you suggesting?" he smiled widely.

I rolled my eyes and grabbed his hand. I pulled the two of us to our feet and stumbled a little as we rose. Glenn reached his arm out to help stable me and pulled me close to him.

"I think you know." I said. "Now come on, help me pack and let's get going."


Okay so in case you missed it they're going skinny dipping next chapter! Get excited for some naked and wet Gleggie :)

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We. All. Got. Jobs. To. Do.

~MaggieRhee