HEY GUYS
SO THAT FINALE AMIRTIE?!q?!1
I MEAN JESUS CHRIST WHEN GLENN SEES THAT MAGGIE IS IN THE LINEUP AND THAT SHE'S SICK AND IT'S AWFUL AND HOW RICK LOOKS SO TERRFIED AND WE'VE LITERALLY NEVER SEEN RICK GRIMES SO SCARED BEFORE AND ALSO WHEN I THOUGHT CARL GRIMES WAS ABOUT TO KILL THE MOTHER FUCKER THAT FLICKED HIS HAT JUST OMG
BUT WHEN GLENN THOUGHT THAT NEGAN WAS GOING TO HIT MAGGIE WITH THE BAT AND JUMPED INBETWEEN THEM I ALMOST DIED! LIKE AT THAT MOMENT I WAS HIT WITH A LUCILLE MADE OF EMOTIONS...
SO, the real question is...WHO GOT IT? WHO GOT LUCILLED?
Alright, take a knee bc you're about to be coached in understanding.
THE GLENN THEORY: So, listen the whole thing with the bat is that "the price has to be paid" right? So when Glenn jumps out to save Maggie, Negan turns to him and says "THAT ONE'S FREE." which while he could just be talking about that moment, I don't think so. I think it's foreshadowing that Glenn isn't going to die. Also, Enid wasn't there to watch Glenn die like Sophia watched him die in the comics so I don't think they would've done it without her there either. ALSO they just teased at his death earlier in the season and everyone flipped shit saying they wouldn't come back and watch so I think the dumpster plot was maybe testing the waters to see if they could kill him and obvi...they can't
ALSO THE DARYL THEORY...I think is unrealistic bc of the fanbase. Everyone is so obsessed with Daryl that I doubt they would kill him off. While that's sort of a lame excuse, I think they'll keep him to satisfy the fans. ALSO, NOT TONS AND TONS OF DEVELOPMENT/BACKSTORY has gone on with Daryl this season to convince me that they would kill him so I think they can't. There's no closure to his character before this scene so I don't think so.
BUT WHAT ABOUT THE THEORY THAT MAGGIE GOT IT: I don't think so bc besides being pregnant and dealing with Gregory, she hasn't had a lot this season either so yeah. Also, I do think Glenn will eventually die and then she'll go run Hilltop like in the books, but I think that will only happen after the baby is born.
SOOOOO ABRAHAM?: Yeah, I think it's Abe. He's been randomly asshole-ish and while that is in good ole Abe fashion, we're seeing more of it than usual, particularly with Rosita. Then they have the scene in the RV where he asks Sasha to have a baby with him? WHAT THE HELL?! That was so random and I think it's an attempt to get us to view a future for him and Sasha to have a family, so we're even more heartbroken when he gets Lucilled. Also, he really squares up to Negan when he comes around in the lineup so I think it's likely. ALSO, everyone agreees Sasha needs someone better so it would be easy to kill him off and not lose a lot of fans. In the books, he dies by crossbow like Denise did in the show, so I think they gave that away so show Abe could get comic Glenn's death. I think this is sort of a cop out since issue 100 and Glenn;s death is sooooooooo iconc for the books, but I think this is probs the best option for the show as far as fans are concerned.
ALRIGHT BUT ONTO THE CHAPTER
So Glenn and Maggie are fighting here and I know that after the finale that's probs not what you wanted but it's what I had planned so here it is.
I hope you enjoy!
We. All. Got. Jobs. To. Do.
~MaggieRhee
"Mother I know
That you're tired of being alone
Dad, I know you're trying
To fight when you feel like flying
But if you love me, don't let go
If you love me, don't let go."
-Unsteady
-X Ambassadors
I followed Maggie out of the office as she headed back to our train car. She stormed a head of me, a dark cloud billowing with rage and fury.
"Maggie," I said, running to keep up with her.
"Go away Glenn!" she spat, turning over her shoulder.
"Just talk to me. What's wrong?"
"What's wrong?" she yelled. She turned momentarily and rolled her eyes
It was late and I didn't want to be too loud, or cause a scene, but it seemed impossible with the way she acting.
"Maggie, talk to me!" I yelled.
"No, Glenn!" she said, continuing away from me.
I had finally caught up with her. I put my hand on her shoulder and, like she had many times tonight, smacked it away.
"Maggie!" I said. "Come on,"
"Come on?" she asked, questioning me.
"You won't even let me touch you. You haven't said hardly two words to me since I got back."
She rolled her eyes and walked away again.
"No," I said, my tired feet fumbling over themselves to catch up. "Get back here! Talk to me!"
I reached for her again but got the same response. "Don't touch me!" she yelled.
I heard a few train car doors slide open. People had heard the noise, our fight, and were wondering if everything was okay.
I felt eyes watching us as I walked towards Maggie. "Can we go back to our bunk and talk about this?" I asked.
Her arms were crossed and she wouldn't meet my eyes. "No," she finally said. "I don't want to talk about it." she stormed away.
After a few minutes of me following her and her ignoring me, we finally had made it back.
"Maggie, please." I said, practically begging for her to give up whatever she was holding against me.
She was at the door of our train car and turned to look at me. "Glenn," she shook her head. "Leave me alone." she slammed the train car door loudly, letting the sound echo through Terminus. I heard walkers bang against the fences, acknowledging the noise.
"Maggie," I knocked a few times, lightly. "I'm so tired. Please, just let me come in."
I felt exhaustion come over me. After all Daryl and I had been through, the long journey back to Terminus, and our debacle in Dr. Peter's office with Rosita I was becoming too tired to fight with Maggie. I'd been battling the world, the walkers, and the poets for too long and I couldn't battle Maggie tonight.
"No Glenn!" she spat through the door. I could tell she hadn't laid down for bed. She was right on the other side of the door.
I felt anger brewing inside me. It was rare that I became mad at Maggie, but it did happen. I wasn't even sure if it was really Maggie that I was mad at, or if I was more upset that I hadn't been able to stop the poets.
Either way, I knew that now, of all the times, I wasn't ready to fight her. I was too tired and had been through too much yet she still wanted to argue. All I wanted to do was hold her and rest with her in our bed, but she left me outside in the cold by myself.
I shook my head. "Damn it, Maggie, open the door."
"No!" she yelled back. Like an angry child who hadn't gotten their way.
I yelled, "I'm too tired to deal with this right now. Open this door!"
She responded with silence. I waited a few moments but nothing happened. The walkers rattled the fence again and I was so tired of waiting outside.
I hit the door with my fist a few times. "Now Maggie!" I shouted. "All I want to do is go to sleep. Okay? We don't have to talk about anything, I won't try to touch you, and I won't even look at you if you don't want me to but I will go to sleep in that bed tonight. You won't just lock me out like this!" I said.
I heard her rustle inside. She opened the door and was holding her pillow in her arms, along with her gun. "Fine," she said, shoving past me. "I'm sure Beth and Daryl will be with Dr. Peters for tonight, and probably for the next few days if we're being honest." she said. "I'll just stay in their bunk for a while."
She had made it all the way down the steps of the train car and was heading away.
"Whoa, what?" I said. Maggie had never threatened to leave before and I could tell she was serious about it. "Maggie, what the hell are you doing?"
She tipped her head back and laughed. "Leaving." she said. "It's easy for you to do so why shouldn't I be able to do it?" she said.
I thought for a moment, closing my eyes, trying to see what she was trying to say. "Wait, is that really what this is about?" I asked. "Me and Daryl leaving? I had to do that, I had to stop them. Do you even know-"
"You didn't have to go. You didn't have to leave." she said, tears forming in her eyes. "Not without me." she said.
"Maggie, I couldn't ask you to go with me." I said.
She shook her head. "You didn't even say goodbye."
I walked over to her and tried to wrap my arms around her. "Maggie, I-"
"No," she shook her head. "No Glenn, I'm still mad at you. For leaving, for doing this to me."
"Doing this to you?" I asked. "I did this for you. I did it for us, for our baby."
"Oh bullshit Glenn, you were out there riskin' your life and you left me behind here alone!" she yelled and the walkers started banging against the fence.
"Damn it." I said rolling my eyes. They hadn't started piling up like they did at the prison, it was pretty difficult with all that was in the woods that could stop them.
"I'm leaving." she declared. "Maybe then you'll get a taste of what it feels like to be alone." The way her lips formed around her words, I could tell she was still angry.
"I never did any of this to hurt you Maggie."
"But you did." she said. "But you did and that's the problem Glenn."
"What is?" I asked, feeling mad again.
"Is that you don't think before you go and do these things. Just like back at the farm." she said.
I was so confused. "The farm? What are you talking about? What do you mean?" I asked.
"I mean that I thought you had shaped into a man who could be a father to our child but you're still actin' like the kid who hopped in the well to kill the walker because someone told him to."
"Maggie, they were here. In our camp. They were on these steps. They-"
"I know Carol told me." she said. "But you should have been the one to tell me."
"I couldn't I had to leave. Daryl said-"
"Oh so you left because Daryl told you to? Is that it?"
"No he had a plan. He was-"
"So much for his plan right? His plan left him with half an arm. Look how well his plan turned out!"
"It wasn't supposed to happen like that. There's a lot more I need to tell you if-"
"Now you're gonna start tellin' me things huh?"
"Damn it Maggie, let me finish!" I yelled.
The walkers banged against the fence some more, the groans grew louder and more bothersome.
She didn't ease up. "Do you even know how we found out where you two went?" I shook my head. "We were out losin' our damn minds lookin' for you two. Finally we picked up enough of a trail, between the dead walkers and muddy footprints, to follow you back to their camp." she shouted.
"And?" I asked, annoyed.
"And I'm your wife and you couldn't be bothered to even leave me a note. Not even a post-it like 'hey just you know I'm out hunting poets if you need me'. What the hell Glenn?"
"I couldn't risk you knowing." I said. "If you knew you would come after me and I didn't want you out there."
"But I had to come after you anyways!" she yelled.
My head spun from being so tired. I took a long deep breath. "Can we talk inside?" I asked. "Please?"
She looked at me for a long moment and agreed. "Fine." she marched back inside.
I followed her, shutting the door behind us, and collapsed on the bed.
My head hit the pillow and I let out a sigh. I always did after I made it home safe. Although, I wasn't sure I would be safe with Maggie.
"Mags, I know you keep saying that you don't want to talk about it."
"I don't." she shrugged. "You're the one who keeps bringing it up."
I scoffed. "Well I'm not going to just let you leave."
"I don't see why not."
I looked at her, perched at the end of the train car. "Maggie, can you just come sit by me?" I asked.
She rolled her eyes and did as I asked. "What?" she asked.
I reached for her hand and for the first time all night she let me take it. "Why is this bothering you so much? Me going out like I did?"
She shook her head. "No, no." she said. "This is the part I didn't want to talk about."
"Well we should talk about it right? Because it's bothering you so much." I said. "I know it's complicated but we have to talk about complicated things sometimes. That's just part of being married right?" I asked.
The corner of her lips finally turned up. "Right," she said.
"But, if you don't mind," I said, laying back. "Can we do it tomorrow?" I sighed. "I've had a day that feels like it's lasted and eternity and all I want to do is lay here and hold my beautiful wife and my precious son or daughter." I smiled, laying my hand on her stomach. It was a lot rounder than I remembered.
Her expression became serious again and she moved my hand away from her. "Glenn," she started, looking away from me. "How long do you think you were gone?"
I shrugged. "Um, a day. Maybe two. I can't be sure but it didn't feel like too long."
Her eyes got wide and tears fell down her cheeks again. "Glenn," she breathed heavily. "You were gone for three weeks."
I sat up. "What?" I asked.
"You disappeared twenty days ago." she said, standing and moving back to the other side of the room. "You and Daryl stopped showing up for shifts, you weren't around at meal times we-" she breathed harder. "We didn't know what happened."
My head was spinning. There was no way it had been that long. "Maggie are you-"
"Yes, I'm sure Glenn," she said, standing up. She shook her head. "God, so much has been fucked up since you left."
I shook my head. "It hasn't been three weeks. It didn't even feel like three days."
She looked at me, eyes wide. "For the first few days no one noticed. I noticed you weren't here, of course, but I didn't say anything to anyone but Beth. We didn't know where you two were and we didn't know why you had gone." she scoffed. "Hell, I assumed you were just picking up some extra shifts and I kept missing you."
I could see how she had figured that. With the extra precautions we had been taking to prevent an attack, it was likely that Maggie and I might have had schedules that didn't allow us much time to see each other. I couldn't imagine what it felt like for her when I still wasn't here after so many days.
"Maggie, I'm so sorry I-"
"Because you didn't tell me where you were going. You didn't tell me anything that was going on so you were out there, being raped and abused by those Poets." she put her hands behind her head and started crying.
"Raped?" I asked. "What're you-" I started to recall the incident with the girl named Julie. I had been so drugged I nearly forgot the whole thing. I wish I had.
"You and Daryl were both naked when we found you and looked high as kites." she said, shaking. "Beth and I can only figure what those evil bitches did to you."
"Maggie," I sighed. "I'm sorry." I said.
"It's not your fault, Glenn, I don't blame you for that. I can't. You were drugged it wasn't your fault." she said. "But you were out there, bein' terrorized, while I was here thinking you were helping poke walkers at the fences or cooking lunch in the god damned kitchen!"
Even through my confusion, I could tell why she was so angry now. "I-I-" I just kept shaking my head, trying to make sense of things.
"But hell if we didn't notice you two were gone when you and Daryl were both missing from perimeter watch." she spat at me.
I looked at her. "No one was watching the fence?" I asked.
She shook her head. "No, no one was watching," she said. "And they got in."
I felt tears burn behind my eyes in frustration. "Well what-what happ-"
"This." she said, tears in her eyes. She pulled back her hair to show me her ear and neck.
I walked over to her and realized that the lower part of her ear lobe was missing. It was like someone had torn it off with their teeth. "Maggie," I breathed.
"And this." she spoke. She lowered her shirt in the back to reveal the scratches on her body, like nails had been drug down it. Parts of the marks looked like they had just started to heal. I traced my fingers across them and she winced.
She re adjusted her shirt so it was back on. She turned to face me.
I tried to place my hands on either side of her face but she flinched away. Her teeth were clenched and I knew she was crying because she was angry. "And this." She lifted her shirt to show a bloody bandage covering her hip. Tearing it back, she revealed an oozing red gash, a knife wound.
"Oh my God, Maggie I-" I cried, standing to go to her. "You got stabbed? You were-"
She stopped me. "Tonight wasn't the first night Beth and I had seen those poets. They were here and we fought, hand to hand, tooth and nail, and we're still here." she licked her lips, catching the tears running down her face with her tongue. "But not all of us."
"They took people?"
"No," she shook her head. "They murdered people, Glenn. Right here in front of all of us."
"Who?" I asked.
"Tyreese." she said. "And Bob. A few of the people Beth worked in the kitchen with." she said. "We've lost people since you've been gone."
She started pacing. "A few days after the attack, Rick and Michonne went out to look for you and Daryl but they got caught up on the road. Rick made his way back but Michonne is still missing."
"Michonne is gone?"
She nodded. "Yeah. We think they kidnapped her. We tried to break into other parts of their base before we found you but they were too secure. Rick will understand why we couldn't look any further after he sees the condition Daryl is in. We had to get Daryl to a doctor right away."
She was placing the bandage back over the wound. My heart fell into my stomach when a certain thought occurred to me.
"Maggie," I asked, barely able to breathe. "The baby-" I stuttered.
"The baby is," she paused. "Okay."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
She swallowed and sat down on the bed, her hands over her stomach. "A few days after I was stabbed I started getting really horrible pains in my side. But not like, normal pains, it didn't feel right. It felt like something was wrong with the baby." she said. "I don't know how I know that it's the baby, but I just do."
"What did Dr. Peters say?" I asked, putting my hands on her stomach. She let me leave my hands there.
"He put me on bed rest and I have to get weekly check ups now." she turned to look at me. "I went to his office alone, not knowing if our baby was dead or alive and you weren't there." she stood up. "I didn't know if either of you, my child or my husband, was dead or alive."
"Maggie, I-"
"I'm supposed to be on bed rest, letting my body heal, letting our child heal, and I can't be because I have to go and save you!" she pointed at my chest, angry. "Because you're still out in the damn well tryin' to kill walkers while I'm here trying to be a mother." she started hitting my chest.
"Maggie," I said, grabbing her wrists. "Maggie, I'm sorry."
"And everything started goin' to hell when you left. They got in, they stabbed me, and now our baby is in danger. Because you left!" she yelled.
I felt guilt and shame come over me. I couldn't think clearly. All of this had happened to Maggie because of me.
"I was trying to help." I cried. "I thought I could stop things before they started."
"But you didn't!" she pointed at me. "And they're still out there and they're still lookin' for us and-" she cried harder. "And I was alone Glenn, and I stayed up so many nights worryin' about you and the baby and-"
"Maggie, I'm sorry." I pulled her into my chest and held her there. "I'm so sorry."
We stood there for a moment, quietly. After hearing all that she had endured in the last three weeks without me, I didn't mind holding her.
She finally spoke. "Glenn, I'm so glad you're okay. I love you so much." She said, crying.
"I'm sorry I did this Maggie. Really I was just-"
"But, I'm too angry to sleep next to you for a while." she said. "Besides, for the past three weeks I've been sleeping alone anyways." she pulled away and grabbed the pillow.
"Please," I was begging her. "Don't leave Maggie. I need to know you're okay."
"You didn't know for the past three weeks if I was okay." She said, shaking her head. "You were gone and I all I wanted was for you to be here next to me. But now that you're here I'm too pissed to stay with you." she said.
"Please don't." I said, grabbing her wrist.
"I can't forgive you right now and I need some time away." she said,
"I've been away." I countered.
"And that's the problem." she said.
"Don't do this." I begged.
She walked over to me but made sure there was space between us. "I'm glad you're safe." she whispered. "Stay that way."
I knew that I couldn't stop her. Maggie was so fearlessly independent, and I loved her for it. If she had set her mind on leaving, I knew I couldn't stop her.
She opened the train car door and looked back at me. "Bye Glenn." she said.
I didn't say anything to her. I was too much of a mess, crying and lonely in the middle of our room.
She walked out into the night and shut the door behind her.
So to be clear, Maggie is mad at Glenn for being raped, she's, separately, mad at him for leaving in the first place. Just to clarify.
ALRIGHT HERE'S YOUR JOB!
1. Tell me what the name/gender of the baby should be
2. Tell me who you think got LUCILLED/ your thoughts on the finale
3. WHAT'S THE BEST GLENN/MAGGIE FANFIC YOU'VE READ.
FOR REAL, I'm looking for some good ones to read and I need some suggestions for leave 'em for me.
AS always, I'll try to update on Monday after the FEAR premiere (which is going to be so disappointing in comparison to my regular TWD). So look out for that!"
THANKS FOR READING!
We. All. Got. Jobs. To. Do.
~MaggieRhee
