Chapter Four:

Sam's plan was to stay out of trouble at the Sanctuary and make the most of a shitty situation, she knew that Jason and the others were likely going to think of a plan to come and save her no matter how much she'd pleaded with them not to. Negan had mentioned that they'd been without an experienced doctor at the sanctuary for a little while, he didn't go into specifics as to what happened to the previous occupier of the role but it was heavily implied to be gruesome.

Dwight one of Negan's right-hand men had been the one to show Sam to her living quarters, Negan had allocated her one of the nicer rooms, he'd said that the role she was fulfilling was more than enough reason for her to have a nice room, she'd tried to refuse politely but he'd been very insistent. Negan had wanted to show Sam to her room but as they'd arrived within the Sanctuary walls he got called away on business that had seems to rile him.

"Make yourself comfortable, you'll be here a while…"

With that parting statement Dwight closed the door behind him which created as he did so and left Sam alone to take in her new surroundings. The Sanctuary was dark, grey and industrial but somehow the room had been laid out in such a way that it almost looked homely…almost. She placed her bag on the bed and sat down on the bed next to it, her heart ached to know that the chances of her seeing Jason and the others were slim.

Opening up her bag she started to unpack her belongings as Dwight had reminded her she was going to be there awhile. Standing up Sam had her back to the door as she started to rifle through her bag, unpacking her clothes and any personal items she'd brought with her, this included a photograph of her, Jason and their parents which was taken about six months before the outbreak. She stared at it fondly, a feint smile on her face as she recalled the treasured memories that went along with the photo, as she remembered she felt a pain in her chest and tears filled her eyes. She must have been immersed in the memories so deeply that she didn't hear the sound of her door opening.

"Well looky what we have here, felling sentimental doll-face?"

Sam turned to see Negan standing in the doorway, his trademark baseball bat Lucille slung over his shoulder, his gloved hand holding it tightly. Sam wiped her eyes as she faced him.

"Sorry, I didn't hear you knock?"

Negan smiled as her took a step forward into Sam's room, one of the Saviours remained outside the room clearly they were still unsure of Sam and her intentions. This hadn't gone unnoticed by Sam, she looked to the man outside and then to Negan.

"Seriously? You need a chaperone to come see me? You can't honestly think I'm a threat?"

Negan took another step forward, this time you felt the air around him shift.

"Protection from you sugar tits? Don't fucking flatter yourself…"

Sam stood firm, she wasn't intimidated by him, it was still very much the same…she was insanely attracted to him. Taking a deep breath as if to calm himself Negan continued.

"Dammit Samantha you made me lose my trail of thought, I came here to give you the official introduction to the Sanctuary, there are those that work for points, those that become Saviours and live like kings and then there are those lucky lucky ladies that chose to become my wives."

Sam was stood in disbelief, he had said wives…which meant he had more than one?

"You've landed on your feet her Samantha darling, you're a god damn doctor and this 'Sanctuary' sure needs one of them…but if you wanted to take option three, I can be more than accommodating."

Her stomach twisted. The thought of being part of his 'harem' was nauseating to her, not only that but she shouldn't want to want to take the offer and she had found herself contemplating it for a fleeting second.

"Thanks, but no thanks, I'd rather put my skills to good use and not be some pampered piece of pussy that you have your choice of."

Negan feigned a hurt expression, but didn't look angry as he had done previously, Sam would say it was more amused than anything else.

"Hot damn you're a feisty one, I knew the longing in my loins wasn't going to be wrong about you."

Sam felt her cheeks flush as Negan took a step closer to her, inches separating them. She breathed deeply and as she did she she took in his sent which was a mixture of whiskey and cigarettes, it wasn't a smell she disliked, it made her want him more.

"I knew you wouldn't buy option number three but dammit darling I was going to try…you can change your mind at anytime, all you have to do is say the word."

Sam looked at him, still denying the ache she was feeling in her abdomen.

"And like I said, it's not going to happen…this, me being here it's to keep Jason alive and nothing else."

Negan took a step back from Sam, he arched his back every so slightly, he leaned and moved Lucille from his shoulder to his side, his eyes darkened.

"Why Miss Samantha, you've ruined a perfectly pleasant conversation…I'm a man of my word, I won't kill him…but I can't promise anything if he goes and does some dumb ass stupid shit again…"

Leaning towards Sam he raised Lucille in her direction, this was the first time she was able to fully take in the beloved baseball bat, the wood was beginning to stain with blood, the barbed wire damaged. She found herself wondering whether he had to regularly replace the barbed wire after a particularly brutal day?

"…what do you think his chances are for staying out of trouble? Personally, I think they're next to fucking none, I've got his precious baby sister…I don't think he's going to stop until he's got you back and might I add that I think that's pretty fucking stupid."

Sam didn't say anything, mainly because everything he said as probably right. As much as she had asked him to stay away and not try to 'save' her, he was going to try something that much she knew and it broke her heart to think about it. By not saying anything, Sam gave Negan the answer he suspected.

"I thought as much, you've saved him once…I wonder what you'll have to sacrifice when he needs his sorry fucking ass saved again…I wonder what you'll do?"

As he said this he looked Sam up and down, undressing her with his eyes, she felt exposed and her stomach turned, if Jason really did do something stupid and put his life in danger again would she really be able to give herself to Negan and become his wife? The sad thing was she already knew the answer, if it was to save Jason she'd do it without hesitation.

TBC

Negan turned on his heel and exited her room, Sam followed, she thought it better to not antagonise him any further than he already had.

As they made their way down the halls she noticed how eerily dark it was even though it was still light outside. It wasn't long until they were in another room, like hers it had been set up in such a way that it was cosy, there was a large bed in the middle of the room and a sofa to one side. As Sam walked in Negan stood by the door, as he closed the door he ushered the Saviour who had been walking behind him away. Once the door was closed he turne

Settling into Sanctuary life had been relatively quick for Sam, quicker than she'd like to admit.