A/N I'm writing this straight after the last chapter, I'm on a freaking roll. Right now I'm actually enjoying this, I hope I'll enjoy it for hours so I can write quite a few chapters to either put out now or randomly when I feel like there should be a new chapter.

So much for not wanting to stay awake and be tortured. When the van came to a stop I got woken up by the person I was sitting on failing to move me carefully. I got picked up once again, by the same cinnamon smelling guy, this guy wasn't the first person who picked me up, no, he smelled like sweat and mud, this guy was different. The voices that were once loud and annoying were now completely silent. Maybe it was because of 'the boss' he did have a demanding voice, maybe being silent was a respect thing?

"Welcome back, boss" one of the people who I assume wasn't there said, the voices were so different, I mean obviously but like, it made me happy that there were more people alive.

"Get some clean clothes for this girl and bring them to the medic"

"Got it, boss" hmm, that was strange. I swear the person who was holding you was the one talking about clothes for you. No, it can't be, the boss wouldn't be holding you. He sounded like the type of guy who didn't do that just from his voice...but maybe, no it can't be...can it? You tried not to think more of it, all you were gaining was a headache. You already needed to go through enough torture while half awake you didn't need more pain. After what seemed like around 10 minutes of walking he finally stopped.

"Doc, can you see what happened to her" without hearing a response you felt yourself being placed onto a rough bed, only a second later you felt hands lift your thigh, which of course hurt, he then took off whatever was wrapped around your leg and your jeans, there was silence for a few seconds before who I assume is the doctor interrupted it.

"Glass" I felt something poke at my thigh

"I can see some glass still in her leg, it looks like her or someone tried to stitch it up but was either stopped or didn't have anything to help" hey, my friend did a fine job, I mean, it lasted until the walker and my clumsiness knocked me on my damn ass.

"Probably the guy she was with" the husky voice said with a little laugh after like he was amused someone could do such a bad job. I felt the doctor pull of the now broken and loose stitches, it hurt but not enough for me to be fully awake. After the stitches were finally gone from my leg he put some liquid on my leg it stung a bit but I tried not to let it bother me. He wiped away any left over blood or liquid and then did some new stitches which were done better.

"She'll have to stay here for a couple days so I can check her up and make sure she wakes up, when she's better she'll be able to walk but she can't do any jobs until a couple days after the stitches come out, which will take about 2 weeks" great, not only am I in a place I didn't know but now I was stuck in the unknown place without freedom.

"Okay, thanks Doc" you were surprised to hear him thank the doctor, in fact you were surprised he cared for you, he didn't know who you were he could've just killed you or left you. You aren't his responsibility yet his making you it, it's kinda cute.

The next 2 days went by pretty fast, you were sleeping most of it and when you were at your half awake state you got to hear updates about yourself, the boss also got the updates because he was the one who kept waking you up once he entered asking for an update like 3 times a day. You finally decided to try wake up completely so you can check out where you are, it was a little difficult considering you were so used to being half awake. It felt normal to hear and not see. You forced your eyes to open to blurs, you could see a white ceiling and a few people. The second the air turned into a cinnamon smell you knew that the boss was here for another update. Before he could speak you manged to look at him, although everything was a bit of a blur still you could kind of make out some stuff. It only took about a minute or so before you vision was back completely and you sat up. You didn't have a concussion or anything, just blood loss. Both the boss and doctor looked at you and you just stared back taking in their appearances. The boss was who you went to look at first, he had black hair the was brushed back a tanned face that had masculine features, brown eyes that filled with his emotions, a white shirt that was covered by a black leather jacket and red scarf, blue jeans held by a belt, and to top it off some black boots and black gloves. Turning to look at the doctor your focus went to a bat on the bosses shoulder instead. The boss smiled as he saw the interest and confusion of his bat. You felt like it wasn't your place to ask why he carried it around, I mean it's not weird, the dead are trying to kill us so he needs a weapon. You finally stopped starring and looked at the doctor, he had black hair that was also brushed, he looked kind of young, maybe late 30's early 40's, hell he could even be 90, but god damn he looked good for his age. You didn't focus on his appearance too much because you were too focused on the boss and where you was. After what felt like a year, which was actually just at most 5 seconds, the doctor spoke.

"you need to take these pills, 2 every 4 hours. It'll stop the pain, so unless you want to be in pain I suggest you take it" he looked over at the boss and failed at whispering.

"she needs to come back in a week for a check up and i'll give the next date to come back then, she's lost a lot of blood so make sure she doesn't lose anymore, or she just might die" subtle. You were quite annoyed that he was talking like you weren't there. The boss looked over at you with a frown and then a forced smile. You smiled back at them and then let the doctor help you out of bed. You were wearing the same top but no trousers, instead you had shorts so your leg could be seen to better. He let go of your arms and you managed to walk quite well.

"Follow" the boss said to you before leaving the room, he didn't exactly wait for you as he marched down the hallway. All the care that he had in the beginning by carrying you and all that had basically gone, like it didn't happen. Maybe because he wants to act like it didn't, he did a nice thing while you were (what he thought was) passed out. Running to catch up with him, he led you into this massive room, it was a office looking place with a desk in the middle of the back of the room. There were a couple bookcases by the door and next to the one on the right had a big sofa full of pillows that looked super comfy. On the left was a table with a couple chairs, the table was full of boxes and the desk had a lot of paperwork. Wow, this seems as though the walkers never started, it's like looking at what life was like before. I'm not sure I like this, he must be super stressed with all this stuff to do, unless it's just there cause it was leftover and he was sorting it out. Finally looking over to the boss you saw the smile he had quickly fade to a stern look, to you he seemed to be one of those people who secretly loved you but hid it by pretending to hate you, although you doubted he loved you, you still thought maybe he had a crush or something, maybe just an attraction. He passed you the bottle of pills and then went to his desk, opening one of the drawers he took out a bottle then threw it at you. Could've warned me first, instead of catching it, it hit you in the stomach. He smiled at the pain you felt, yep, doesn't love you.

"Next time catch" you gave him a death glare and rolled your eyes before picking up the bottle to take the pills.

"If you roll your eyes at me again doll i'll punish you" you really wanted to test what he would do but decided not to, I mean you just got your leg stitched up, why would you purposely give yourself more pain. Although it would be difficult to not roll your eyes, it was basically the only thing you were good at. Looking down at the bottle you saw your leg, you almost jumped forgetting you had shorts on, you thought it was just underwear for a second.

"Ari" The boss stared at you confused out of his mind.

"The fucks that supposed to mean?" You laughed a little at him.

"It's my name, since you didn't ask or give me your name I decided I would" He just stared at you for a couple seconds.

"Your name's Ari?" He looked at you like your name was weird, it isn't...is it?

"Yeah, short for Ariana, I prefer Ari though" he looked at you like he didn't care but nodded anyway. You let a few seconds of silence go by before you sighed annoyed, what you wanted you got, his attention.

"What the fuck do you want?"

"I told you my name, so can I know yours" He looked at you, his expression said no but eyes said yes. Before he could answer there was a knock at his door. He sighed annoyed and put the pen down that he was holding.

"Come in" he demanded with an annoyed tone, he tried to hide it but I knew he obviously didn't want whoever it is that knocked to have knocked at this very moment. 2 guys walked in 1 holding underwear and a bra and the other with food...wait a second that bra, it looked like the one you was wearing, did they...did they take off your bra and underwear? You gave the boss and the 2 other guys both a disgusting and extremely confused look. They knew why you had the look.

"The doctor changed you don't worry, we just washed it" you nodded slowly at the one holding you bra, he shyly passed it to you trying not to show he had thoughts of what you looked like without the shirt and shorts on. Hell they were all thinking about it. Trying to ignore the moment happened you looked over to the boss.

"Do you, um, know where I can put this on?" He stared at you, he smiled, he tried not to but couldn't help it. He shook his head and you knew damn well he did know where somewhere was.

"Put the food on the table and leave" they did as asked and left me alone once again.

"Negan" You stared at him gleefully, you assumed he told his name. He smiled at you then stopped himself. Stopping yourself from smiling also you decided to push him further and ask where to get changed.

"Well, Negan, do you know where I can get changed?" He stared at you pissed off, he had just said no to it. You weren't scared but felt like you should be. Your fear showed the second he smiled evilly, what was he thinking?

"You can get changed right fucking there" he folded his arms and stared at you waiting to watch the show. You blushed at him looking scared.

"what?" you asked making sure you weren't dreaming or hearing things.

"You. Can. Get. Fucking. Changed. Right. Fucking. There" you gulped and pinched yourself, nope, not dreaming.

"Can you at least turn around?" He shook his head, welp, you're fucked. You pulled out your arms from the jumper still making it cover you, you put your arms through the bra straps under the jumper, once it was basically on you put your arms back into the jumper, you secured the back of it and then looked at Negan. He gave you a proud smirk, like he was proud you had found a way to get changed without showing anything yet...yet, still got underwear to go. You looked down at your shorts, Negan did as well, he seemed interested in how you were going to do this without showing anything. You couldn't think of any way to do this so you just threw the underwear on the sofa instead. He gave you an teasing look and smirked. He moved from his spot and continued walking till he was an inch from you, he was a bit taller so you were staring at his neck and chest. He bent down and picked up the underwear, he passed it back to you and you took it. Great.

"You have 10 seconds" he turned around leaving you surprised at what he meant. Quickly ignoring the pain you pulled down the shorts and put the underwear on he turned back around when you were about to put the shorts on. He laughed and shook his head. You pulled them up until it go to your thigh then you fell to the sofa in pain, he noticed this and stood there looking into your eyes. Your eyes were watery, not even seconds later you started crying silently. He gave you a empathetic look and bent down to see your leg. You had almost pulled a loose stitch out, he gave your leg an annoyed look then got back up, he pulled your shorts off before disappearing into a new room you didn't notice was there. He came back into the room you were in holding a white shirt, you assumed it was one of his.

"It should be like a short dress on you" you pulled off your jumper and put his shirt on, just like he said it fit like a short dress, but if you put your arms up he could see you underwear. Simple solution just don't put your arms in the air. He took your jumper and put it in the room he was just in before coming out once again.

"You're staying here till we can find enough room for you so don't worry about having to walk out like that" he looked you up and down, although you never asked you had been wondering that. He picked up the tray of food and put it on the desk before picking you up and putting you in his desk chair.

"Eat" he said before leaving the room, not to go the the mysterious room but to leave, maybe get himself food too. You rushed to finish the food he left for you and then sat there in the chair contemplating life, you kind of like this dude, hopefully he's as good as he seems.