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Writer's Notes: Welcome to A Savior in Me! Enjoy! *smiles*

[Day 93]

Bella opened her eyes and stared up at the dark ceiling of the concrete building they were in. She was topless still, only wearing her panties and she was still sweating. Her head lay in Daryl's lap and he stroked her hair gently, as he sat there leaned against the wall, his eyes closed. She looked up at him, shifting a little causing him to open his eyes and look down at her.

"What's wrong?" Daryl asked her quietly.

Bella shook her head. "Nothing. Just tired I suppose." She said and then she sat up and climbed into his lap. "We're going to die in here."

Daryl's grey eye studied her and he saw the sadness in her eyes. He didn't like to see such sadness. "We still have food. Some water left. We can last a while longer in here Bells. We'll make it out." Usually he was more pessimistic and she was the optimist, but right now she wasn't.

Bella leaned her body against his, her breast pressed against his chest, her mouth kissing along his jawline. Comfort. This was comfort for her.

Daryl's hands brushed over her naked frame, before she felt him unfastening his pants again. He stopped her. "Bells…"

Bella frowned. "What's wrong?"

"We need to save energy." Daryl said, hating to turn her down because his cock was hard already, wanting her to ride him like she had the previous day, multiple times. He hadn't had sex really and he didn't count the one time him and Maddie Sparks played around when he was sixteen either. He was always more bashful when it came to sex and when Bella left eight years ago, he hadn't slept with a single woman. His pleasure came from an older porn magazine and his hand, so this was new to him and the feeling was intense.

Bella nodded, biting her lip a little. "I'm sorry." She apologized.

Daryl shook his head. "Don't apologize." He murmured and then she kissed him. Her lips felt hot on his for a change and the way her tongue commanded his, made his heart skip a few beats in his chest. He hugged her closer, a moan sounding in his throat when her hips shifted, grinding across his dick straining in his pants. His control waivered and then crashed when her hands went back to his pants, pulling his cock free. She slid down over him and she rode him again, his cock filling her up snuggly as she danced her hips over his, racing towards a quick release for them both. When they both came, it was together and they both shuddered a little with the release. She stayed on top of him until his cock softened. They were quiet again and she moved, sitting on the floor next to him. Daryl adjusted himself back in his pants and he stood, swaying slightly because he stood up too fast, but he grabbed his shirt and pulled it back on and buttoned it.

Bella watched him get anxious all over again. She knew that the small space was weighing on him and so she stood too, walking over to him, putting her arms around him. "Don't think about it being small in here."

Daryl turned, looking down at her tiny frame. Her naked body was so delicate, so beautiful. Sweat beaded her skin and it was a combination of the heat and them having sex. He reached up and brushed a strand of hair out of her face before he leaned in and kissed her again. "Get your clothes on. The biters are thinning out some. It doesn't sound so bad out there."

Bella smiled and retrieved her clothes from the floor and pulled them on. She hated the way clothes stuck to you when it was hot, but she didn't complain out loud.

They heard some more booming sounds and that made them both frown and grab their crossbows.

There were voices outside and then there was a banging on the door.

"Still alive?" A deep voice sounded.

Bella looked at Daryl and then approached the door. "Yeah. We're alive."

"Open the door."

Bella looked at Daryl again and he nodded and readied his crossbow in case the people saving them were dangerous. Bella unlocked the door and pulled it open, the light was blinding to her, forcing her to shield her face from the sun, so her eyes could adjust from going from the dark to the light.

A man was there, dark hair, slicked back, his beard was mostly scruff and he wore a dark leather jacket, a red bandana around his neck and dark wash jeans, combined with dark steel-toed boots. He was tall, taller than Daryl and from the looks of him. He looked strong. There were more men holding varying weapons, mostly automatic guns, but this guy was holding a baseball bat, barbed wire wrapped around it and it was stained with blood.

"Thank you." Bella said kindly as her eyes adjusted and she studied the man's face. His eyes were dark brown and he was older, perhaps more middle aged, but no older than forty. He was smiling at her and that type of smile did something to her inside. She found him extremely attractive and so she smiled back at him. "How'd you know we were in there?"

The man nodded. "Saw you cut and run when the wall fell." He said. "We were doing demolition to draw the walkers out away from our compound and force them this way for safety. Didn't know there were people wandering." He explained.

"That's okay." Bella said. "I'm Bella, this is my brother, Daryl." She introduced them as brother and sister. It wasn't a lie. He was her foster brother.

The man studied Daryl, saw that he was the silent broody type but he was strong and they were carrying crossbows, so they were survivalists in the very least. "Well. Our compound isn't far. We have running water. If you want to clean up, rest some. We don't have air conditioning, but we have fans. Come with us, we'll-"

"We appreciate that." Bella said. "We really couldn't impose."

"Not imposing at all. Call it an apology for you two almost getting killed because of us." The man grinned. "I'm Negan."

Bella glanced at Daryl and then at Negan. She nodded. "Alright. Shower….rest. We have food." She said. "We need water."

"But of course." Negan said, his tone hospitable. "Alright boys, load it up. Back to the compound." His voice held authority and his men moved instantly, obeying Negan's command.

Bella didn't know where this would lead them, but right now, it was what they had. She had a feeling that Negan wasn't the type of person that would take no for an answer. She wasn't the type of girl to say yes all the time either.

[Day 94]

Bella felt better the next day. After cleaning up and changing clothes, eating and drinking. She felt the fatigue of the last few days leave her muscles, but she was still tired. She found Daryl wiping down his crossbow in the room that Negan had said he could stay in. Her room was near the other female quarters. She thought that was nice of Negan to make her feel comfortable. But most of the people on the compound were men from what she observed so far.

"Hey. What do you think about this place?" Bella asked him as she leaned against the door in his room when she closed it.

Daryl shook his head. "Not sure. Not all the guys are creepy. I don't trust Negan and I certainly don't trust the niceties." He muttered.

Bella nodded. She felt the same way. "No one is ever just that nice." She said and sighed. "Well, it's safe here. No biters. Want to lay low for a bit and then see where it takes us?"

Daryl sighed. "Well, I look at it this way. We stay, we have food and water, a safe place. But what sort of stuff do they get into. Most of them look like they're from a gang."

"Judging a book by it's cover?" Bella raised a brow, amused. "Daryl, people thought you were in a gang growing up. You wear leather and dark clothes too. You like motorcycles."

"Stereotyping me?" Daryl said with a small smile. "Fine. You're right. Either way….we just need to be careful," he said and set his bow down and walked over to her. "You told him I'm your brother."

Bella smiled. "Because you are." She said. "It's easier that way. We're family, we'll stick together." She said, her voice low. She studied him, and sometimes it was hard to figure out what he was thinking, but he was quiet now. She moved her hands up to his chest and leaned against him, her lips close to his.

Daryl pulled away from her. He wasn't hot and delirious now. "Bells…"

Bella saw the confusion on his face, almost like he was in pain and it made her frown. "Daryl…what's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"You always say nothing." Bella said with a sigh. She reached for him again, pulling her towards her and her mouth connected with his. The kiss was short lived when he pulled away again, confusing Bella. "What?"

"I can't." Daryl said and ran a hand through his hair.

Bella shook her head. "Seriously? Why?"

Daryl had feelings for Bella, but he was scared. Scared of what opening up would do to him. "Because."

Bella felt anger swell inside her. "Well, no pressure Daryl. I guess it was all because we thought we were dying so it's not a big deal. So don't freak out on me." Her tone was clipped.

Daryl shook his head. "I'm your brother. It can't happen. Even if we're not blood related, that's not…we're not. So, just leave it alone. Leave me alone." His tone was more abrasive than he intended.

Bella was taken back by his tone. "Fuck off." She growled out and then she opened the door and stormed away.

Daryl sighed, running his hands over his face. He was an idiot. He loved her, his heart beat wildly when she touched him and of course he wanted her to kiss him, to touch him more. The pleasure was amazing and the dreams and fantasies that he had when he was younger, came true in that small concrete box. But she had introduced him as her brother and that snapped him back to the reality that they were family. Despite them only spending four years together as brother and sister, she was still his sister and he was older than her by six months. So that made him feel shittier.

[Day 98]

Bella didn't care for some of the men on the compound. They catcalled her sometimes and they could be touchy as well, like if she was bent over doing something. She got her ass slapped a few times, but she played it off. She found out that Negan and his crew called themselves the Saviors and there were a lot more of them that wandered around collecting supplies. Negan was the head honcho here, or the leader of this apocalyptic gang. There were three other women that were living on the compound compared to the thirty dudes, and that was extremely unbalanced. She overheard Negan saying that he'd like to keep the women on the compound for runs because they weren't strong enough to handle the dead. That set Bella off inside. She was not some helpless woman. She was strong and she was capable.

"I want in on the next run," Bella approached Negan when he was by himself.

Negan raised a brow. "Oh?"

"I like to be free. Travel. I don't like being cooped up. It's stuffy." Bella said, testing to see what Negan would say.

Negan nodded. "Well, I have specific teams. Some of the guys, they rather not take a woman along because…they're more traditional…old school."

Bella made a hmph sound, crossing her arms. "Well then. I'd like to leave. I've stayed long enough."

"What's the hurry. You don't have to leave so soon." Negan said smoothly.

Bella narrowed her eyes at him and stepped forward. "Listen. I get it, you have to act all big and tough for your boys. Ladies are ladies right? We're not strong enough to handle the dead."

Negan grinned, chuckling a little. "Someone is sneaky."

"I am not a dainty little woman. I don't take orders."

Negan nodded, still smiling. "Get used to it sweetheart."

"Don't call me sweetheart," Bella spat back.

"Listen, we saved your life. That herd wasn't going to move through any time soon. You would have run out of water, overheated, and starved eventually. Do you know what it's like to starve?"

"Actually I do. You don't know me." Bella said, getting closer, not backing down. "We were going to make it out of that building. I had a plan and so did Daryl. You showing up early only made it convenient. You were convenient."

Negan listened to her, she was defiant and he admitted that her defiance was refreshing for a change, but they were alone right now. It was okay for her to challenge him in the shadows, but in front of his men it would be a different story. "Convenient or not, we saved you."Negan listened to her, she was defiant and he admitted that her defiance was refreshing for a change, but they were alone right now. It was okay for her to do this in the shadows but not in front of his men.

"After causing the herd in the first place," she rebutted.

"Touché." Negan said with a nod and then closed the distance between them, barely a space was between them as he looked down at her defiant face. "I still call the shots here. I am not some fuck boy, push over. You do what I say or you will end up on the wrong side of my bat" he wasn't smiling now, his gaze intimidating.

Bella glares at Negan. "I am not afraid of your pathetic bat. You only carry it around so you can pretend you have the biggest dick in the room, but trust me, you don't." her words were deliberate, her tone icy as she growled out the last part. Her body pressed closer to him. Negan was taller than she was by a foot or so, so it was comical to see their height difference. Bella didn't back down easily no matter how much bigger the other person was.

Negan pushed her up against the wall, his look deadly as his dark eyes bore into hers. "Insulting the hand that feeds you is a big mistake."

Bella pushed back, flipping him towards the wall, using his weight against him as she pinned him. "Manhandling me is not a good idea." She barked back. They stared at each other, silence filling the space between them. He pushed back, spinning with her again, placing her back against the cool stone wall of the room they were in. There wasn't a door, but it was off to the side and there was a hallway that connected to this room, so they were secluded enough for the time being. He placed one hand on the wall beside her head, the other hand gripped her hip tightly, his hard body pressed against her. He saw her eyes dilate and it drew him in, his mouth crushing down over hers. The kiss was hard, unrelenting and she took it in, her lips parting as his tongue darted across hers. He changed the angle on the kiss, deepening it while his hands ripped the front of her shirt open, not caring that he could have just pulled it off the right way.

Bella gasped from the surprising heat she felt between her legs when he shredded her shirt with such force, but the gasp was short lived as his mouth covered hers again. Her hands tore at his clothes, getting his leather jacket off along with his dark t-shirt he was wearing to reveal his hard body beneath. He had hair on his chest, dark to match his hair and the dark hair that traveled down was inviting. The kissing was intense, the pressure of his lips on hers making her lips swell and it was exciting to her. His hands were not gentle as he tore her bra off to expose her breast. His hands were calloused as well, but she welcomed his touch as he palmed her breast roughly, squeezing harder, thumbing her nipples at the same time and she moaned. She shoved him back, startling him, but he saw her unfasten her belt and pants and he grinned, unfastening his own belt and pants and they got naked, moving towards each other again, this time, Bella pushed him against the wall, vying for dominance. Negan grinned as she moved her hand over his hardening cock. He was large, and Bella didn't let that go unnoticed, her hand stroking over him with ease. She moved her mouth over his chest, her tongue flicking over his nipple and he groaned, his cock throbbing as she teased him. Negan brought one hand to her hip, pulling her closer to him, his other hand moving to her throat and he spun her against the wall, she moaned with pleasure as he applied just enough pressure at her throat to show her dominance. His mouth moved to her ear, his tongue flicking over her lobe and she hissed out a breathy moan. The hand not on her throat, was gripping her flesh at her hip slightly before he shifted it lower, his finger teasing her hard clit. He moved his hand from her throat to her breast, his mouth moving to her throat and he sucked there, likely leaving a mark. Bella purred as he savored her. She moved her hands up to his head and she forced his mouth lower to the swell of her breast, his mouth latching on and he sucked hard, sending thrills through her body. She moaned as his finger still teased her clit, just enough to build her up, but he wouldn't let her cum just yet. There was a desk in the room, so Negan moved, hooking his hands under her ass and lifted, spinning her, his mouth connecting with hers simultaneously and moved to the desk, knocking everything over as he lay her out on the desk. Her body arched as her bare back hit the cool metal of the desk and his mouth consumed her breast again, biting down hard and she moaned out, gasping in surprise at the pleasure it sent her. Her hands went to his hair and she pushed him lower and he obeyed her, his mouth traveling lower over her naval and then to her dripping cunt, his tongue diving inside her, sending a different kind of sensation through her. His hands pushed her legs a part more so he could bite the inside of her thigh, and she cried out in pleasure while his fingers found their way back to her heat. He slid two fingers inside her slowly to tease her. She felt her orgasm on the rise, but he backed off, frustrating her.

He smiled and leaned up to look at her. "You're not going to cum. Not yet. When you cum Bella, it will be on my dick." He said, his voice layered with that sexy husk.

"Oh?" Bella breathed out. "Then you better make it worth it Negan. Fuck me. Fuck me hard. Don't hold back now." She commanded him, her blue eyes challenging him.

Negan accepted the challenge as he straightened, his hand stroking over his long shaft. With his free hand he pulled her towards him, her ass at the end of the desk and then he spread her legs wide, liking how flexible she was. He didn't warn her as he rammed his cock inside her deep and hard. She gasped, moaning, her body fracturing into pieces as pleasure consumed her from all sides. He didn't hold back and he didn't disappoint as he fucked her hard, jolting her with each stroke. When she looked like she was about to cum, he slowed down and she whined a little and he smiled. "Oh not yet sweetheart. You have to earn it."

Bella looked up at him, pushing herself up and pulled her to him, her mouth moving over his, her teeth catching his bottom lip and her blue eyes stared into his. Her nails raked over his back, marking him and drawing a little blood and he moaned. He thrust into her hard and slow, her entire body colliding with his as he penetrated her deep. Her mouth left his and went to his shoulder and she bit down, marking him again and he groaned as he felt her teeth against his skin. She moaned, throwing her head back as she got closer to a release, but he backed off again, frustrating her again. "Negan!" She whined again, sliding her body against his to pressure him into giving her what she wanted.

Negan smiled and pulled out of her, flipping her, slamming her against the desk on her stomach and she gasped at the sudden turn. He spread her legs again wide and he pushed his cock inside her hard from behind and she moaned. He slammed inside her harder and harder, slapping her ass, reddening the right cheek as he pounded inside her. Her moaning got louder, her pussy tightening getting ready to release. He slapped her ass again and she moaned. Her body shuddered as she orgasmed, leaking out around his cock finally.

"That's it sweetheart." Negan said, his voice breathy and deep as he kept pushing inside her fast, feeling his own cock starting to swell to capacity and leaking a little. "Cum again." He commanded.

Bella didn't know why his demanding words made her orgasm rip through her again, but it did and she shuddered.

Negan groaned as he felt close to his end. "Are you on birth control?" He asked as he panted.

Bella moaned and squeezed tight around him. "Yes!" She whined out as she was blessed with another orgasm.

"Good." Negan said and buried himself deep inside her and he came, his cock twitching wildly inside her as he poured everything out. He slapped her ass again and squeezed it as he let himself calm down. His heart was pounding hard in his chest and his breathing erratic. Sex was sex for him usually, but this was different. Somehow, this hit him deeper inside and it was the most pleasurable release he had experienced in a long time.

When he pulled out of her, she straightened and then turned on him, forcing him to sit in the desk chair. Negan was surprised as she straddled him.

"One thing about me," Bella said as she tossed her dark hair over one shoulder. "You don't stop until I tell you." She said and her mouth crashed against his again before she positioned his semi-hard cock inside her and she came down on him hard. She didn't ride Daryl this hard, knowing that Daryl was more sensitive as a person, but Negan was the rough masculine type and she was going to enjoy that.