"I thought I'd never see… I thought you were… Grey…" I can't form words any more. I don't fucking deserve this. Watery eyes turn into a full blown pathetic fucking sob. Fuck, I can't explain her being in my arms.
"You haven't changed a bit," she smiles, rubbing my cheek.
I have, but… maybe I can learn how to go back? She looks so fucking good. Not frail and sickly like my last memory of her. "What happened? I- I thought you died?"
"I knew the only way you'd leave is if I were dead."
Maybe a couple of years ago, it really would have pissed me off because I fucking mourned this woman, but I see now just how selfless of an act it truly was. "My biggest regret was walking out of that room when you asked me to stay with you."
"I never should have asked that of you."
"You never should have asked because I should have been there for you." That's the constant in my life, never being there for the people that I care about. Well, that's gonna fucking change starting right fucking now, because if regret has taught me anything, it's that you don't get second chances like this.
"Your vitals are-"
"I love you, too."
She tugs the stethoscope from her ears.
"That day you said it to me in the car, I should have fucking told you how I felt then. I just think you should know that I do feel the same way, that this ain't some one sided bullshit."
Her eye spill with tears as she stands in disbelief.
"I don't get your tongue in my mouth or anything for that confession?"
"There's a part of me that feels guilty about accepting your love."
"Don't."
"I have something for you."
"Yeah?" I hope she's going to show me her tits.
"Nurse Grey, is it true?" An older woman asks.
"Yes," Grey smiles.
"Your wife is an amazing woman," the lady tells me before she hobbles from the infirmary.
"My wife?" I'm confused.
Grey slips Lucille's ring off her finger.
I didn't even notice it.
She sets the ring in my palm. "Here. I just wanted to keep it safe for you. You left it on her end table. When I arrived here, the others saw it and just assumed I had lost my husband. I'm sorry I went along with the lie."
"I can't believe you have her ring. Thank you, Grey." When everything fucking went to shit, I didn't even think that I'd miss something like this. This means a lot to me.
"Grey," a man calls, stepping into the infirmary. "So, I hear the scouts found your husband."
"Uh," Grey flushes. "No. He's actually-"
"That's right. I'm Negan; her husband." I hook the loop on Grey's pants and pull her closer. "She's mine."
"I'm Reid. Grey, if there's anything you need, let me know."
"Just some privacy, please, Sir."
He nods, shutting the door behind him.
"Negan, you don't have to go along with-"
I yank her to me, our teeth clinking together from the intensity of my mouth against hers. I'm not waiting any goddamn longer for her to come to her senses. If I could fuck this woman right now, I would, but the agony of just trying to be in a sitting position is way too much.
"Lie back down."
"You saved my life, Grey."
"You saved mine first."
"No, I'm not talking about with this stomach shit. I mean, I am, but I'm talking about in general. There is always going to be that part of me that misses the fuck out of Lucille, but you showed me that it's okay to care for someone like that again."
"The comment she made on the couch broke my heart. How you'd need someone to take care of you after she had passed."
"Well, I am a 40 year old boy."
She tangles her fingers with mine.
"You could start by feeding me lunch. I'm pretty fucking starved."
"I missed eating with you," she cries.
"Yeah? A nice meat lover's pizza with extra sauce?"
"We're gonna fuck so hard as soon as you get your strength back."
"Jesus Christ, woman, I need a change of pants."
"Well, let me help you get them off then."
What she should have said is, let me help you get off, because I fire one off like a shot gun right down her throat. It fucking hurt like a son of a bitch, too as every muscle tightens in pleasure. I lie my head back and catch my breath. "I've been fantasizing about blowing my load in that warm mouth since the day I saw you bent over the file cabinet in that tight little pencil skirt."
"I remember that day. Your gray baseball pants seemed a little tight in front."
"No shit? I think I'm blushing."
"Gray is a good color on you. Every part of you."
"Yeah, Grey on my dick is my favorite, too," I snicker.
Grey did all the disgusting things for me while I spent the next few weeks recovering. Things she shouldn't have had to do. "You're a goddamn good doctor."
"I'm a nurse."
"Doesn't matter, I'll pull on my pud to either title."
"Do you want help?"
I guess it was one of those rhetorical questions because mother fuck me. "I'm gonna need more fluids, nurse." That one wasn't as painful as they've been. Yeah, I know, poor me having to get my dick sucked every day.
"I want you to try and walk around some."
"No fucking way."
"Please."
"Why, you sick of me already? Trying to kick my ass out?"
"I need you to make it to my room. Some of the men here are a bit grabby. I'd feel safer knowing you'd be by my side at night."
"Who fucking touched you?" I sit up, already winded. "Get my boots."
"You need another week, at least."
"It ain't up for debate, Grey."
"I'm sorry. I never should have said anything."
"Wait a minute." I narrow my eyes. "You're lying to me."
"Please, drop it."
"Is he here, Grey?"
"No. I haven't seen him since before the outbreak, though I won't lie. He is always in the back of my mind. I worry that I'll wake up to him hovering over me."
"What else aren't you telling me?"
She flushes, looking over her shoulder before speaking. "Reid, our leader… sometimes I find things missing from the infirmary. I believe he's drugging some of our women and raping them. Maybe, because of my importance to the community, the men leave me alone, but I know that some of them have watched me in the shower, or even while I sleep. As soon as you're able, I want to leave this place. Won't your people be looking for you?"
Oh, fuck, that is not a conversation I want to have right now, on top of all the things going through my mind. "What if I kill Reid?"
"He's always surrounded by his men."
"He wasn't surrounded when he came in here to check on your husband," I smirk. "We can lure that motherfucker in here, and I'll slit his fucking throat. Wear his innards as a crown and make this place my own. That's right, King Dick Motherfucker."
The look on her face is horrifying.
Way to be subtle, Negan. "Look, Grey. I ain't the same man anymore. I've done unspeakable things, but I've always had a reason."
"I guess no one is the same anymore. It's all about survival."
"I will make this place safe for you, but it's not going to come without bloodshed. It's what I should have done with Blythe. I won't live in regret any longer, and you ain't living in fear ever again." I finally get to see her smile again.
"Maybe part of you getting on your feet is selfish."
"Yeah, I know you want my dick, woman, damn."
"You arrogant cunt," she laughs.
I try not to seem so damn pathetic walking back to her room. Puffing my chest out and all that tough guy bullshit when I pass by the other men. "Fuck. Shit. Fuck. Shit." I gently ease back on her bed, catching my breath. That sucked. Fuck, I'm winded from that walk, but at least I'll be by her side.
Every day is a constant struggle, but I haven't slept that well in years, and it was nice having someone that wanted to sleep by my side again. Not because they didn't want to earn points.
"Do you want to shower together?"
I don't care how long it takes me to shuffle to that bathroom, I'm not passing this shit up. I get this super boner strength or something, like when people lift cars and shit, because it's a little easier to move today. The things I do for pussy. My eyes trail up her delicate skin as she rids each piece of clothing. I'm anything but graceful like her and start flinging clothes all over the goddamn bathroom. The curtain rips when I pull it back, and it's just the first of many things I'm about to wreck. I lock my arms around her from behind, inching her closer.
She wiggles her ass against my cock, pressing her hands to the shower wall.
The only downside is I can't see her pert little titties from behind, but her ass is damn fucking nice. My hand comes down hard on it, claiming what's mine. Maybe a little too hard as her skin flushes. I slip my fingers between her legs, easing my middle one into her heat.
She throws her head back as a moan escapes her lips.
"Fuck that finger, Grey." I only think the advantage is mine because she provocatively sits back on it so goddamn agonizingly slow. Fuck me, I'm going to blow my load on the shower floor. My eyes widen at her excitement on my slick finger each time she arches upward. I pop my finger out, wiping her off on her rouge bottom lip, then lick it off. She nips my skin before I press my lips to hers. I can't take another minute of this fuckery, and I'm sure she's going to take matters into her own hands if I don't. "Fuck," I moan, when I run my sensitive head over her slick opening, barely pushing inside her.
She bucks her lips to accept my length, deepening the kiss.
My hands gravitate towards her tits, rolling her pink little peaks.
"Negan!"
Fuck. I claim her to the hilt, getting another reminder of what my name is. This is by far the most awkward position, but goddamn it feels so fucking good. "Call me Coach."
"Coach Negan!"
The nostalgic feeling of finally being able to fuck this woman is satisfying beyond words. I delve farther and harder inside her, my fingers torn on what part of her skin I want to touch. I'm going to pay for moving like this, but I don't care. I don't even mind the stinging frigid water. Or her sharp nails that have found their way into my thigh.
"I love your moans."
I put my lips to her ears.
"Yeah, louder. Fuck me harder!"
Goddamn, I love this woman! That accent? "Fucking shit!" I let out a harsh groan, exploding inside her. "Oh, fuck!"
It's no surprise she was all about me doing it, even encouraging it as she pushes back even harder against me to find her release.
Shit, I'm practically deaf in one ear now. "Fuck!" I give her a sharp swat on the ass, pulling out.
"Finally. I got tired of having to finger myself to you."
Did she just say what I think she… Oh, shit, I'm hard again. This woman is fucking perfect! I stoop on the bathtub ledge, catching my breath. "Why don't you clean those titties for me since I didn't get to see much of them?" The view of her bathing is pretty fucking nice. Takes my mind off the shredding pain in my abdomen. When she dips the soap between her legs, I lose my smug expression. "Want help cleaning there?"
"Yes. Definitely. I'm filthy."
"Of course you are. My dirty dick was inside you." From that moment on, if Grey and I were in the same room, we were fucking. Sometimes, even when we shouldn't have been, like the infirmary desk where anyone could walk in on us. She could barely wait for me to walk in the door at night. I think I fucked her most often against that door. Shit, I thought I was a horny fuck.
Over the next few months, all the problems Grey told me about started to surface. This community was in bad shape. When we'd go on runs, Reid was more concerned with looking for people, than feeding his own. No doubt to find women to add to their harem. It's fucking sickening, and I'm not going to wait around to find him or his men raping one of these women before I do something about it. The men are heavily armed, so I'd be stupid to attack them with nothing more than my knife. They aren't too smart, though. I have no patience for motherfuckers that use their guns on the undead. As long as these meat puppets don't ambush you, they're quite easy to subdue. I take out six just on my own. It impresses them, and I find myself quickly moving up in their ranks. At least, if I'm with them, I know they can't touch Grey.
...
The four men Grey spoke about are gathered outside the gates by the truck after dinner, including Reid. Seems I'm the topic of discussion tonight.
"He's a problem."
"Did you see how he kills the biters without a gun? One right after another like a fucking madman."
"Keep him happy, so he doesn't suspect anything."
"I say we kill him. There's no way you're going to get with Grey now."
"We can do it on our run tomorrow. Tell Grey that the biters got him."
"He's not going to go down that easily. That fucker is smart."
"If he's so smart, how come he's not with his group anymore? How come you found him bleeding out on the concrete? You should have fucking left him for dead! Your poor decision got us into this mess!"
"Keep your voice down, Reid."
Reid puts a bullet in his own man for speaking his mind.
Well… guess that's one less fuck I have to kill.
"Dispose of the body. I have business to attend to."
Yeah, motherfucker. You got business, alright. It's rather difficult for someone of my size to discretely hide themselves when you're following someone, but Reid is so concerned with looking for this one woman, I don't have to try very hard. Just like Grey told me she feared the men watched her in the shower, it's exactly what I find Reid doing. That girl is barely of age, which I fly right off the fucking handle. I snap his wrist as the syringe falls from his fingers.
"The-"
My hand wrap around his mouth so his screams don't frighten the girl and I drag him out into the alley. Even the seclusion couldn't mask the sounds of the meaty packing noise every time my fist struck him in the face, and I am far from fucking finished. "You wanna force yourself on women?"
His wide eyes watch in horror when I snatch my knife.
"And you wanna fucking take Grey from me?" I spit in his face and drive my knife right between his legs. His screams bring a sense of relief because even though I won't get my chance to kill Blythe, I take out my aggression on this abhorrent sackless piece of shit. I grab hold on his wrist and drag him through the streets. There's a certain tradition I'm going to start here to give it that feeling like I'm back at Sanctuary. I string him up against the gates to suffer before bleeding out. Even his most loyal adviser's won't dare fucking challenge me.
"He killed Reid," the other people in the group whisper.
"Anyone else wanna force themselves on any of the women here?"
His men cautiously set their weapons on the ground.
One of the other girls that was frequently drugged by these men takes it upon herself to shoot the remaining three of Reid's men.
They got off lucky because the show was just starting. Still, their corpses will make a nice addition to the wall.
These people quickly look to me for guidance. I instill the point system I had at Sanctuary, along with rules and punishments. It's strange to have that purpose again. To lead people like I had once before. The first winter damn near almost killed us, but by spring, we had livestock, crops, and a greenhouse. Grey said she often got bored, but I'll fucking take that knowing it means everyone is safe. This group had accomplished more in six months than the three years under Reid. I'm proud of these fuckers.
"Look familiar?" Grey stands at the foot of our bed in nothing but my Devil's jersey. "I've been saving it for a special occasion."
"It's a little big," I laugh. "Come sit on my face."
"Ransacked," I sigh. "Let's call it." I sheath my knife, starting for the exit. "What the-" I step back into the supermarket, cocking my head some. There's a row of those machines you put in change and it pops out some dumb ass toy. One of them has little rings in here shaped like food. I launch one of the cash registers into the machine, and the toys spill out on the floor. "Fuck yes," I smirk, popping the top on the plastic container and remove a little cheesecake ring. I swat the other containers out of the way, plucking out the one with the chocolate chip cookie in it.
"What the fuck happened in here?"
"Nothing, let's go." I pocket the rings and start for the truck.
...
"Do we still have that superglue?" It's passed up front to me. Grey is going to laugh her ass off when she sees this little cookie glued on this cheesecake ring. It's corny as fuck, but I don't give a shit. When we come to an unexpected stop, everything in my life turns upside down. It's like things couldn't wait to go to fucking shit, and claim someone else I love. I step down from the truck as my eyes widen. No! "Grey," I panic, running for the gates.
"Hey, Ned. Nice to see you again," Blythe smirks.
"Let her fucking go!"
"Or?" Blythe puts his revolver to her head.
"If you harm that woman, I will have nothing left to lose, and I will break every single bone in your worthless body."
"Good point." Blythe turns the gun on me, pulling the trigger.
I grit my teeth, as the round grazes the side of my neck.
Grey had shoved the gun out of the way just in time and saved my life. "Look at me," she starts, holding him by the cheeks. "We'll leave right now and it will just be the two of us. Like old times."
No goddamn way is he taking her from me. I know she's trying to calm him down, but I'll die before she walks out of my life again.
"Blythe," Grey whispers, reaching her hand out and slowly lowering his gun.
His eyes well up. "You swear?"
It's funny the effect a woman has on a man. Even though I knew Grey was lying out of her ass, he trusted her. And even though Blythe treated Grey like shit, he really did love her in some twisted way.
"I swear."
"Tell me you love me." Blythe shakes the gun at me. "I want him to hear you tell me you love me."
Even for the sake of acting, Grey can't bring herself to say it.
"Grey? You love me right?"
Her eyes burn with hatred.
"Fine! If I can't have you, no one will."
My screams overpower the gunshot echoing throughout the street.
Blood leaks down Grey's hands, dripping on the scorching pavement.
I tackle Blythe so forceful, I break his sternum doing it. "You're gonna regret not putting that bullet in me, cocksucker." I fire the rest of the rounds into his knee caps before flipping the gun and bludgeoning him with it. Blythe deserved to be tied and chained up like he did her. He deserved to be abused into submission like he did her, but I can't control the anger I have. The anger from losing Lucille. The anger from Grey's abuse. The anger from him taking coaching from me. The anger that Blythe somewhat parallels Prick Grimes. I'm so involved with my hatred for Blythe, I don't come to the realization that Grey is dying on the ground until the men are calling for her to wake up. What if her last memory of me is this monster driven by revenge, instead of my face telling her how much she fucking means to me and how sorry I am that I didn't protect her? "Grey!" I try and rid Blythe's blood off onto my pants so I don't taint her skin when I touch her cheeks. "Grey, please fucking answer me!"
"We don't have anyone here that can operate to get that bullet out. If we even attempt it, she'll die," one of the men tell me.
"She's going to die now!" I do the only thing I can think of. I scoop Grey up and run. The truck would just slow me down as I take a short cut through the woods. It's unsettling just how close our communities actually are after a brisk four miles. Maybe the more unsettling feeling is the last time I ran with someone in my arms to get aid, that person died. I kick the iron gate. "Help," I bellow, assaulting it again. "Open the goddamn gates, please!"
Rick stares back in disbelief.
"Please!" I inch Grey closer to the gate. I don't want to release her when they open it, but I have to trust that they will do everything they can to keep her alive.
Andrea fires a warning shot at my feet when I try to take a step inside the Safe-Zone.
I grit my teeth, and snap my head over my shoulder at Prick. "Andrea can empty that entire goddamn clip into me. Nothing is keeping me from seeing Grey one last time."
Rick holds a fist out at Andrea.
I chase after Grey.
Alexandria chases after me.
When I bust down the goddamn infirmary door, they're trying to stabilize Grey. I'm tackled to the floor by seven people.
Rick slings the handcuff around my wrist. "Lock him up."
"No!" I struggle to keep my feet planted as I slide across the wooden floor further out the door.
"She's losing too much blood."
"No, you have to save her! Please fucking save her!"
A/N Well, unfortunately, this story is coming to an end. The next chapter will be the final one. Thanks to everyone that's followed/favorited and left me a review!
