Four months later.
"Well, I'll be damned."
Lucy laid on the table at Hilltop. She was nearly eight months along and her heavily pregnant swollen stomach stuck out of her tiny frame. The last two months had been horrible. Her back and hips ached, and she could barley sleep. Negan had only had the chance to take her to Hilltop just once before almost four months before hand shortly after her failed escaped with Guy. Here she met Harlan, who had worked as a doctor. The moment they looked at each other she saw the same type of frightened pity in his eyes when she first met Guy. Still, he followed Negan's orders as Gregory informed him on how he would look her over, and make it quick. Negan insisted on staying there the entire time, arms crossed, eyes glaring. Lucy didn't know much about what was going on, but understood that whatever went on between here and Negan's camp, it was clear that Negan called the shots, and that everyone here were afraid of him.
Several of Negan's men had come with them. Lucy riding on the back of Negan's bike as trucks followed. Several times Lucy got horrible urges to just throw herself off the bike and risk breaking every bone in her body. Instead, she sat behind him, holding on around his waist watching the vast empty countryside pass by. She was taken inside the large framed house instantly before she could really get a good look around. Negan watched closely as Harlan asked if he could perform an ultrasound on her. Instantly Negan stepped forward.
"Will that hurt her or the baby?"
"No, just will give me a better look on how the fetus is developing."
Negan nodded.
"Sure, but make it quick."
Lucy was asked to lay down and unbutton her blouse. Harlan saw the marks on her wrists and bruises on her body and sighed. The two stared at each other but instead of saying anything, Harlan wheeled over a large machine and squirmed some sort of jelly across her stomach.
"Sorry, it's a little cold..."
Lucy laid back as the screen lit up. Taking a paddle, Harlan gently pressed the paddle against her stomach and waved slowly moving it back and forth.
"Wow."
Negan stepped forward, instantly concerned.
"What?"
Harlan turned the screen towards them.
"Look, two heart beats...she's having twins."
Negan stepped forward squirming as Harlan pointed to two fuzzy images, and two smaller circles that appeared to be fluttering. Turning a knob, a heavy echo of thumping filled the room. Instantly Negan smiled, showing what kind of man he could have been before all of this. A kind gentle man, who at this exact second seemed so handsome, and happy at the sight of such wonderful and amazing news. Looking at the screen, he completely lit up. Lucy meanwhile laid, looking at the screen completely terrified. To her, this was a death sentence. She knew it was risky all ready being pregnant now, doctor or no doctor. But seeing and hearing these two heartbeats she knew that no matter what, if she lived long enough these babies would kill her being brought into this world. Watching the screen, she never felt more terrified before in her entire life. The following months Negan treated her as if she was some sort of precious piece of glass.
Fragile, ready to break at any second. He still had to leave during the day, but this time he had two of his best men to watch her. Dan and Neil. Both men stood or sat inside the trailer, usually watching old taped games shows on the TV that ran on the generator with Lucy sitting between them. The men would drink beer, curse, laugh, and talk to each other. Often they sat in the tiny kitchen area playing cards and acting all tough while Lucy sat on the tiny couch with a book. Negan once caught on they were smoking cigars inside the trailer and almost broke Neil's fingers.
"You ain't smoking that shit so Lucy and my babies are breathing it in. You want a smoke, only one of you at a time step out. If you can't handle that I'll be more than happy to have someone else do it."
The men never smoked again. Just a week or so after the visit from Hilltop Negan brought Lucy vitamins, and a huge box filled with old paperback novels. When he dropped them in front of her, she raised an eyebrow. They hadn't really spoken since Hilltop...at least on her end. He continued holding and kissing her, saying over and over how he didn't think he had it in him. Twins! How proud he was of her, and how he was going to take real good care of her. When he gave her the vitamins and books he grinned and casually rubbed the back of his neck.
"Thought since you're gonna be resting a whole lot you might as well read. I hears someplace it's good for the babies to hear you read out loud or something..."
The books weren't great, mostly old mystery novels from the 70's but it was still better than nothing. Whenever Neil and Dan watched their tapes or played cards she would play back reading her books, trying to tune everything out. Time passed, and she began to notice her body slowly changing. Her stomach and breasts began getting larger and larger. Her back began to ache, and a few times in the morning before Negan left the strangest things would turn her stomach. Let it be the small of Negan's coffee, or her trying to keep down a few crackers. She still wasn't eating much, but tried to look as if she was having more whenever Negan got home. He would as always talk about his day, before bending down and kissing her stomach, rubbing the curve of her belly. "How are my babies doing?" Lucy would never answer. Most nights they would shower, Negan behind her, soaping her back and kissing her neck. Whenever he shaved in the tiny bathroom she would sit on the toilet, braiding her damp hair, wrapped in a towel.
Once they were in the bedroom, he would open her towel, kiss her down her breasts, before nuzzling against her. Once she began to really show he insisted on taking her from behind for now on as if he would hurt the babies. The rape was still forced, but she noticed a strange sickening change in him. He wasn't as hard, or as rough. She as always would either lay or kneel there limp, just waiting for him to finish. Whenever he did he would loudly groan, pull out and hold her close. His hand always covering her growing stomach. Today she was at Hilltop. Negan planned that in another three weeks or so he would have Harlan come to his camp until Lucy was ready to give birth. The last few weeks he seemed on edge, constantly watching her closely. Today she laid there, swollen stomach sticking out.
"Would you like to know the sex of the babies?"
Harlan asked. Lucy laid there uninterested. Negan walked forward grinning.
"Hell yeah we do! What are they?" Harlan moved the paddle again and smiled softly.
"Boys, both boys." Negan's entire face lit up as he laughed.
"Boys?! I got me two sons! I'll be damned! Look at that!"
His excitement made Lucy sick. On the ride back, which Negan pulled the bike over on the side of the road. Killing the engine, he turned towards her, the warm sun beating down on them. Her hair tied up in a bandana, she sat back and raised an eyebrow.
"What is it?"
"Thought we would take a rest, back hurting?"
"Sure..."
Helping her off, Lucy stood, her large stomach underneath her black tank top sticking out. Rubbing her stomach, she stood watching as he began pushing the bike off the road, hiding it behind some bushes. Tucking one gun into the back of his jeans, he slid his baseball bat out from the side bag and tossed it up into the air as if it was a mere child's toy. Lucy hated whenever he carried that around. Whenever she looked at it she kept remembering Chris' face before it smashed down into the front of his skull. Looking around, he took her off the bike, being careful as he squeezed her hand and walked into the forest. Together they walked, dry leafs crunching before Negan glanced at her.
"We'll find a place for you to sit for a bit then get on our way, sound good?"
Lucy didn't answer. The weight in her stomach was killing her. Staring at her, his brow wrinkled. One hand held her, the other held his baseball bat, leaning up against his shoulder.
"So...where...did you...go to school?"
Lucy looked at him as if he was crazy. Negan stared at her as they kept walking.
"You were in school right?"
"Yeah...high school." Lucy snapped at him, wanting him to know that she was just a teenager before all of this happened. Safe, innocent, and not kept as some sort of sex slave, impregnated, and held hostage. She was now carrying twins, she meant her pregnancy was at a much higher risk. She knew deep in her heart she wouldn't survive the delivery, even if there was a doctor. What if there was a complication and they had to take the babies C-section? What if she bled out? What if one of them died inside of her? Somehow she knew these things inside of her growing with each day and beat of her heart were ticking time bombs, planted by Negan. Just then she stopped short, one of the babies were resting currently on her kidney, kicking hard. For the last two months or so she had her suspicions that there were more than one baby in there.
At first she thought she was just being paranoid, but as more time passed and the larger she got, she could have sworn the quick sudden kicks and movements inside of her were coming from all over. Stopping, she snapped her eyes shut, uncomfortable and in pain. Instantly Negan held onto her arm.
"What?"
Shaking her head, she shrugged him off.
"Nothing, the baby...they are...kicking."
Negan without even asking slid his large palm across her stomach. Frowning, he looked down.
"Where?"
Annoyed, Lucy grabbed his wrist and slid it over to the left curve of her stomach. Beneath her skin, tiny little kicks were being pushed upward.
"There, feel?"
Negan's face lit up for the second time this morning.
"I'll be Godamned, got ourself a little soccer star in there huh?"
"Yeah, he's a regular all star, hurts..."
Negan frowned, but still looked widely amused. Staring down at her stomach, his eyes lit with wonder.
"Would you look at that..."
Lifting her eyes, Lucy suddenly knew what she would have to do. As far as she was concerned she was a dead woman walking. She was damned the second he got a hold of her. She would after burn in Hell than bring these babies into the world. The only problem was him constantly watching her. She knew her time was short, and as horrible as it was a plan began turning in her mind. Staring upward, she found his eyes as they locked with hers. She saw the same hunger she had feared before and knew unwanted sex was about to happen. "Pull your pants down quick..." Sighing, Lucy knew if she had to do this, she needed to just shut up.
Pulling down her pants, they dropped to her ankles. Negan tossed his bat a few feet away, and motioned to the ground.
"Get down, quick I'm horny..."
Lucy very carefully got down on her knees, feeling her heavy stomach hang down. Her limbs felt sore, but she postioned herself as Negan knelt down behind her and undid his jeans. In just a few seconds, he took hold of her hips, and used his hand to guide his penis inside of her. Instantly Lucy felt her insides relax as he slid himself upward inside of her. Stiffening, he groaned, trying to fix himself. Leaning forward, on her hands Lucy knew she had to fake it. She had to make him believe her, even if it was just a few weeks. Harlan had told her she needed to stay off her feet or she would go into early labor. Her mind began to race, remembering the rock quarry a mile or so away from the camp. Negan had taken her out there several times before she got pregnant. Once he kept her out there until nearly dusk, raping her until finally when they returned to camp he had to give her his shirt since he had tore her tights and skirt so badly they were behind repair. Her mind kept trying to focus on the quarry. Negan pulled out slightly before thrusting into her, grabbing onto her.
"Boys...fucking sons...am I a man or what baby? Two fucking sons...my boys...growing inside if you damnit..."
He panted, trusting softly between each thrust. Slowly she felt his hand reach down, holding onto the side of her stomach as he drove into her again.
"They are gonna be tough just like their daddy...isn't that right baby?"
The babies continued to move inside of her, causing her to almost loose her footing on the ground. Negan kept taking as he continued driving himself deeply inside of her. Within minutes he grunted, coming inside of her. Feeling it trickle down her thighs, she wanted so badly to lay there crying, begging him why her? Instead she stayed silent and kept thinking of the quarry. She needed to get out there...
Negan pulled himself out and sat down heavy beside her, tucking himself back inside his jeans. Slowly and very carefully Lucy laid down on her side, holding her stomach. Negan looked at her.
"When we get back, I'm gonna clean you up real nice and make you come, you deserve it baby..."
He kissed her shoulder blade before Lucy slowly with a bit of a struggle pulled her pants up. Helping her up, they stood, as he brushed her fallen bangs away.
"Come on..."
He lovely patted her stomach before Lucy's eyes widened.
"Look out!"
Negan spun to the side and saw a walker, just two or so feet away, slowly limping towards them hissing. Grabbing his gun, which he had tucked inside his side pocket before he began fucking her aimed and fired. The walker fell and instantly Negan looked shaken.
"Damnit, didn't even hear that coming."
At first Lucy walked to slap herself. She could have waited while he helped her up, spotting the walker slowly approach behind him. Maybe it would have gone unnoticed and bit him. How wonderful it would have been to watch one of those rotting corpses rip his throat open. In fact, Instead she had shouted and warned him like an idiot. But the second Negan turned, looking at her with grateful relieved eyes, she knew that actually she had done good. She had saved/helped him. Maybe that showed him that she trusted him, or showed that he could maybe trust her, even if it was just the two of them. It was the first very small step.
"Thanks baby..."
He took hold of her face and plunged her tongue into her mouth, kissing her deeply. As much as Lucy wanted to pull away disgusted, she closed her eyes and for the first time actually kissed back. She hated the feel of her lips moving against his, but she knew she needed to do it. Feeling this response, he slowly wrapped his arms around her, groaning as he continued. Finally he pulled back smiling, and used his thumb to wipe her lips.
"Mmmm, that was awfully tasty. You in a good mood today honey?"
Lucy didn't say anything. Instead Negan chuckled, grabbed her hand and tucked his gun away. Walking, he grabbed his bat and led her back to the bike. Once they got on, Lucy slowly slid her hands tighter around his waist and rested her head on his back. Feeling him tense at this, she rode sitting behind him knowing she was doing the right thing. It was the only way.
That night...
Lucy laid there as Negan laid behind her. One hand cupping one of her swollen breasts. For the last several hours he had been celebrating the fact that they were expecting two boys. First he fingered her, and the moment she climaxed she sat up and told him they should take it easy. She heard before on a show that the more she climaxed the higher risk they were at her going into early labor. Negan watched her with un trusting eyes before she shrugged saying he could ask Harlan if that was right when he came to the camp. Nodding, Negan said he would.
"Didn't that feel good sweetheart?"
Lucy hated to respond but knew she had to.
"It did, but we want...these boys nice and strong, the longer they stay inside me, the stronger they will be when they come out right?"
She hated the words as they left her lips. Instantly Negan smiled.
"You're using that brain baby, I'm proud of you..."
For the next two hours he decided it was just as well to make him climax. He grabbed her hair and sat up, making her give him a blow job. When that was over, he laid behind her and twice so far entered inside of her. She didn't know how he had any energy or fluids left in his body. He kept up with a slow, but very direct pace. Every time he came and she felt the warmth inside of her, her stomach turned knowing this very same warmth was the seed he had planted inside of her. The seed that was going to kill her.
"Come on, I'm close...I'm coming...oh fuck...oh Jesus...here I come..."
He muttered, squeezing her breast. Lucy laid there in the dark moonlight, a single tear rolling down her cheek. She knew what she had to do. She knew she needed to. As he swore, driving himself into her one last time, his penis twitching deeply inside of her as it emptied into her, she waited before he caught his breath. Knowing this was the best time to do it with him not seeing her face, she spoke in a dead panned voice.
"I love you."
Negan went still. She wanted for him to lose his temper. Instead he laid there in the darkness, almost expecting some sort of trick.
"What?"
She didn't respond. Slowly his rough hands turned her over. She was happy it was too dark for him to see she was crying.
"What did you say?"
He asked, hand rubbing her breast.
"I...love you..."
She could faintly tell he was smiling.
"I love you too baby..."
She knew she bought her a night of more unwanted sex. For the first time in months, he opened her legs as far as they went and slowly took hold of her hips, bringing her in close as he entered her again. As he began raping her, trusting into her Lucy stared up in a trance and kept thinking of the quarry.
The quarry...she needed to keep thinking of the quarry...