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Writer's Notes: I hope everyone is enjoying the story so far. I am in love with the start of this. I know it's different than all my other Walking Dead crossovers. This was a birthday request from Des, so happiest of birthdays Des. Enjoy. *Smiles* Don't forget to follow, favorite, and review!

[Day 99]

Bella set up some targets outside on the compound and she walked a good distance away and took out throwing knives from her belt and spun the knife expertly before she flung six knives,with extreme accuracy, and hit her targets all dead on. The sun was high in the sky, causing sweat to form on her skin as she moved around, hoisting more targets and rolling old tires around and stacked them.

Daryl walked outside, pulling a cigarette from his pack and lit it and watched Bella as she did target practice with her knives and sometimes with her crossbow. Her accuracy was deadly and there was no error. He admitted she was far more impressive than he remembered, but then again, they were kids back then. He stayed to himself, just watching her from afar, hiding away like he always did. Just watching. She was upset with him and he was to blame for it. He was an idiot.

Negan found Bella doing target practice in the scrap yard and he smirked as he watched her hit every one of her targets without flinching or hesitation. "Impressive." He called out.

Bella turned and looked at him, arching a brow while she flung two knives behind her without looking and both knives hit her target spot on. "I know." She said and then turned back around to retrieve her knives. "Did you come to tell me how impressive I am, or did you need something." She said, her voice firm.

Negan chuckled a little. "You're feisty."

Bella made a hmph noise and she lined up her target again and she threw more knives, before she grabbed her crossbow and aimed. Negan walked over to her, his hands grabbing her hips roughly. "Distractions don't work on me." She said and fired her bow and hit her target with impeccable accuracy.

"Mhm." Negan said and then his mouth went to her neck, and kissed her there while he pushed one of his hand down the front of her pants, teasing her. "How about now?" He asked in her ear, his hot breath tickling her.

Bella fired her crossbow and she still hit her target dead on. She dropped her crossbow and turned to face Negan, pushing him back towards a pole that was standing erect that was a streetlight of some kind. She pinned him there, her hands pulling his jacket off, before they dove up under his shirt and raked up his chest, only to scratch him and he groaned under the pleasurable pain.

"You are kinky you know that." Negan said with a wide smile.

"There's a lot you still have to learn about me." Bella said, her voice low, seductive. "On your knees." She commanded him.

Negan smiled and he went to his knees as she instructed, his hands coming up and unfastening the belt on her pants and he slid them down enough to gain access to her heated core. She was wearing a dark thong right now and that gave him easier access. His mouth kissed over her warmth, before he pushed the thong to the side and he slide his tongue over her slit and she purred, her hands diving into his dark hair.

"Now fuck me hard. Like before." Bella said and then he was on his feet again, and moving her to where her back was against the pole. He freed his cock from his pants swiftly, before he hoisted her, her legs hooking around his waist and his cock slid inside her. He thrust hard into her and she moaned, her hands clenching his shirt as she tightened around him.

Daryl was in a state of shock seeing Bella and Negan together. Negan was fucking her hard and it looked like it would break her in two with the power he was using to fuck her and for some reason he felt himself harden thinking about fucking Bella that hard himself. At the same time, he felt his heart constrict in his chest, jealous of Negan and his hands on her. But he had no place. He had pushed her away and she went into Negan's arms readily. He wanted to kick himself for letting that happen. He still didn't quite trust the Saviors, but it seemed like Bella was accepting the group without hesitation.

Bella moaned as she climaxed, Negan's mouth covering hers at the end of her moan and he kissed her fiercely as he pushed faster towards his own orgasm. When he came he thrust inside her deep and released.

"God damn sweetheart." Negan groaned, his hands going to her ass and he squeezed.

Bella smirked a little and kissed him lightly before she detangled from him, pulling her pants on with ease. She turned and bent over to retrieve her belt to fasten it back and Negan came up behind her and slapped her ass firmly, and squeezed it through her jeans. She chuckled a little. "Easy tiger." She said and turned and faced him. "Any chance I can go on a run?"

"Thought we agreed."

"What agreement?" Bella said, raising a brow.

Negan smiled. "We don't let the women off the compound."

"By we, you mean you." Bella said a little miffed.

"It's just how it is." Negan said with a shrug.

"Mhm. Well, I told you I'll take my leave then." Bella said, picked her crossbow up. "I don't have to stay here. Unless, we're prisoners."

Negan smiled and watched her reload her crossbow. "You and your brother, are not prisoners."

"He is my brother."

"Mhm. Right." Negan said, still smiling.

Bella fired her crossbow, the arrow sailing past his face but he didn't flinch. He just stared at her, still smirking at her. "Okay, he's my foster brother." She said and reloaded the crossbow. "What are your plans with us then?"

"Mmm. I like the arrangement we started. Don't you?"

"Oh the fucking?" Bella asked arching a brow. "I'm not exclusive to just you. I refuse to settle down." She said and fired the crossbow at a dove that settled on the metal box that housed a hvac unit that didn't work anymore. She killed the dove and then walked over and retrieved it, pulling her arrow out of it. She held up the dove. "I'm also very independent. I hunt and gather my own food. I am a survialist. I had to survive my entire life. I'm not going to stop surviving just because you think that women can't handle themselves."

Negan laughed. "Oh sweetheart, I know you can handle yourself."

"Yet, here I am, stuck on a compound." Bella said and she starting pulling the feathers off the dove. "Okay. Can Daryl leave the compound then?"

"He hasn't asked." Negan said.

"Right, but if he did ask?"

Negan was quiet a moment. "Alright. I'm going to be straight with you."

"That would be wise." Bella said.

Negan nodded. "We've had some issues with a group. They moved in nearby, and they blew up one of my compounds." He said.

"Ah." Bella nodded. "And you were thinking me and Daryl had something to do with it."

"Maybe." Negan said. "So, are you?"

Bella smiled. "And if we are?"

"Then you would be a prisoner." Negan said matter-of-factly.

Bella nodded and looked at him before setting the plucked dove on a tire before she walked over to him. "Honest?"

"That would be wise." Negan repeated her words at her.

"It's been me and Daryl traveling since Georgia where we're from. I wanted to come to DC because I always wanted to see the Lincoln memorial and the white house. I didn't get to travel a lot when I was a kid. So I figured, fuck it, why not." Bella said.

Negan nodded. "What did you do before the shit hit the fan?"

"I was in the night club business."

Negan laughed. "Oh, that definitely makes sense."

Bella arched a brow. "Is it my dangerous talent with the knives that gave it away or was it the way I fuck you?"

Negan smirked. "Both."

Bella smiled back at him. "Alright. What about you, Mr. Negan. What is it you did before all of this?"

"I coached high school football." Negan said with a smile.

Bella found it humorous but she nodded, stifling a laugh. "Okay."

"What? That's funny?"

"You are not the high school teacher type."

"Hmm. Well, you don't know me very well." Negan said and then looked around the scrap yard. "Alright. You can go on runs."

Bella was a little surprised. "Just like that?"

"Just like that." Negan said with a nod. "Welcome to the Saviors, Bella." He grinned.

Bella felt a surge of happiness flow through her. For the first time in a while, she was a part of something and she was excited for that, but she tried to keep her face neutral. "Okay. Thank you."

Negan nodded and then he heard his radio crackle. "Yeah go ahead Dwight." He said into the walkie, his smile fading.

"They hit the other compound. They're getting closer." Dwight said, voice crackling as it came through.

"Fuck." Negan growled, anger flooding him now.

Bella frowned. "What's at the other compounds?"

"Supplies we house. We don't keep everything in one spot in case we get over run." Negan explained. "Alright Dwight. Get Frank and the others. We're going to figure out how these guys are operating." He said and then looked at Bella. "I will see you later." He said and walked away from her.

Bella cooked the dove once she went inside and used the kitchen area. It wasn't as noisy inside right now, but Bella assumed it had something to do with Negan having to leave suddenly. She glanced up at Daryl when he walked in, but she didn't say anything.

"Bells…" Daryl started.

"I cooked some dove." She said and she handed him some of the dove and he took it. She ate on the rest of it. Doves didn't have a lot of meat on them in the first place, but it was enough to satisfy hunger inside her.

Daryl took a bite of the dove. It was decently cooked. There wasn't a lot of flavor for foods nowadays, but he was used to eating more red meats than lighter meats like bird. They were both silent as they ate. When they were finished Bella still avoided his gaze. "Bells. Please look at me."

Bella sighed and looked at him. "What."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to…push you away." Daryl said, trying to apologize.

Bella shook her head. "You're all I got in this world Daryl. You've always had my back and you know all my shit. I know I'm a fuck up. Maybe I shouldn't have forced you into that position in that concrete building. Maybe I-"

"It's not that," Daryl cut her off and then rubbed the back of his head. "I'm not good at this."

"At what? Talking?" Bella asked genuinely.

Daryl sighed. "Intimacy. I haven't…I never…"

"Wait. What about Maddie Sparks?" Bella asked, confused.

Daryl shook his head. "We fooled around, but I didn't…she gave me a hand job and then I didn't know what to do…after…so she got mad and left." He was embarrassed to even say it out loud.

Bella didn't realize that he was a virgin, or close enough to a virgin. She felt like an asshole now. She smoothed her hands over her hair. "Okay…so when you pushed me away…you did that because….?"

"I'm just afraid Bells. I don't do…intimacy. You're the only person that I'm close to. You're all I got left in this world too. I don't want to fuck that up."

Bella sighed, smiling a little. She felt a little better that Daryl wasn't mad at her for having sex I the concrete box. "Why didn't you just say this?"

"It's embarrassing okay. I don't like to talk…about feelings and shit." He muttered.

Bella nodded. She could understand that. "Alright. Come on." She said and grabbed his hand and drug him towards her room. Once they were inside, she shut the door and then turned to face him. "Take your clothes off."

"You know I-"

"I know." Bella said and she pulled her shirt off over her head. Her breast had bite marks on them from Negan and she had some scratches at her hips and Daryl knew that it was because of Negan, so he tried to force himself not to think about what he saw earlier. "You've seen my scars." She said gently. "I've seen yours. I was there when you got yours." She whispered.

Daryl nodded and then he unbuttoned his shirt before shrugging it off in the floor. The dark ink on his skin were the tattoos he got after Bella had left, but it seemed so dark against his skin now. Bella stepped towards him, her hand coming up and stroked over his chest. "Bells…" his voice waivered.

"Shhh. Let me." She murmured, her eyes staring into his. She reached behind her and unsnapped her bra and let her breast fall. "Touch me." She instructed, and he brought his hands up and covered her breast with his hands, squeezing lightly. "I'm not going to break, you can squeeze me harder." She reassured.

Daryl squeezed her harder and his thumbs rubbed over her nipples, testing the feeling. He felt clearer of mind right now and that made his heart speed up more.

Bella smiled and then she moved her hands down to his pants, unbuttoning them and pushed them down off his hips. He let her undress him, his anxiety spiked just a little, but he trusted Bella and her process. She went to her knees as she helped him step out of his pants. His cock was fully erect right now, and she smiled as she gripped him in her hand before her mouth moved over his length. He sucked in a breath as he felt the warmth of her mouth close in around him. He closed his eyes, savoring the feeling as she bobbed up and down like she had back in that concrete box. When she stopped, he opened his eyes to look down at her. She slipped out of her own pants and stood. She went over to the bed and she lay down on her back and beckoned for him to come to her.

"What do you want to do to me?" Bella asked as she spread her legs for him.

Daryl's eyes raked over her glorious body. She had bite marks on the inside of her thigh too, and from what he witnessed earlier with Bella and Negan, he knew that Bella had enjoyed what Negan was doing with his mouth and he wondered if that was something he could do. He had never done it before. He hadn't done any of this before, so he was nervous about it.

"I don't know." He admitted.

Bella smiled. "Alright. Well, why don't you just touch me then. Feel me Daryl." She suggested.

Daryl nodded and joined her on the bed. He moved his hands over her body, enjoying how soft she felt. Her skin was so smooth, like silk. Bella let him explore her body with his hands. He was slow, gentle and he noticed that certain spots sent thrills through her, so he moved his hands back over their spots. The spot on the sides of her breasts and then the delicate spot right above her pubic bone. He wanted to pleasure her, he realized, more than himself. So he took his time, moving his hands lower, over her hips and then her thighs. He explored all the way down to her feet and she hummed a little as he figured out what he wanted to do next. Daryl licked his lips a little and then he leaned down, his mouth covering her breast and she moaned instantly the moment his tongue moved over her nipple. He suckled their, enjoying the way she sounded when she moaned softly. He moved on from her breast to her stomach, kissing her right above her naval, before he drifted lower, stopping right above her heat. He drug his hands up the inside of her thighs and she spread her legs a little farther for him. He decided to use his hands and explore her wet entrance. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to do, and it was like Bella understood his hesitation and she moved her hand down and covered his hand and showed him what to do, and how to move his fingers over her clit and she moaned. Her hips shifted against his hand a little and he watched her face as she relaxed fully and allowed him to pleasure her like this. Her face looked different here than earlier when he accidently saw her and Negan together and he was wondering if he wasn't doing something quite right.

"Am I…doing it wrong?" He ventured to ask.

Bella shook her head, her eyes opening to look at him. "You're doing good. Do you want to try something else?"

Daryl wasn't sure, but he wanted to please her. "I want you to feel good."

"Daryl, you're making me feel good. I promise." Bella reassured.

Daryl nodded and then he leaned down, placing a kiss over her cunt and she sighed pleasantly. His curiosity to know what she tasted like kicked in and so he used his tongue to circle over her clit and her breath hitched and she responded to what he was doing so he took that as he was doing something right. He moved two fingers inside her and his tongue wound circles over her clit fast. She moaned, her hips shifting more and more, until she moaned loudly, her body squeezing his fingers tight and he felt her gush out. He leaned up and saw her panting a little, a look of dazzling pleasure on her face. "Good?"

"Oh yes." Bella said with a nod. "What else…do you…want to do." She moaned in between her words as his fingers worked her up again and she gushed out again.

Daryl smiled, his cock twitching as he watched her cum on his hand again. "I want to be inside you."

"Good." Bella breathed out.

Daryl pulled his hands away and then he stroked his cock a little and positioned himself outside her wet entrance, rubbing the tip of his cock against her slick folds just out of curiosity before he pushed inside her and she moaned. She was tight and it made him moan a little. He thrust slow, trying to gain his composure a little. He had been inside her already, but that was her riding him. This was him doing all the work, so it took a little getting used to. He was a little clumsy, but she was patient and didn't mind. She helped him into a better position by hooking her legs on his shoulders so he could dive deeper inside her and that seemed to do the trick for him and he picked up his pace, pushing faster and faster until he felt his cock starting to spurt inside her. He moaned as he continued to thrust as he came, enjoying the feeling of emptying out inside her. When he came to a stop, he pulled out of her before he lay on his back on the bed with her.

Silence surrounded them while they enjoyed the afterglow of sex.

"I know…I'm not experienced. I don't know what I'm doing…but I….." Daryl stopped talking as he imagine Negan and Bella again. "Is it enough for you?" He asked, looking over at her.

Bella raised a brow. "What do you mean?"

"I mean…was…was it good for you. You-"

"I came three times Daryl." Bella said and rolled on her side and propped herself up with her elbow, her hand tucked under her head. "It's okay not to have experience. Sex is sex Daryl. It feels good and everything you did, felt good. Did it feel good for you?"

Daryl nodded. "Well…yeah. I just…you have…marks, and I don't…I-"

Bella chuckled a little. "Rough sex Daryl. It happens sometimes. You don't have to…do those kinds of things if you're not into it. Everyone has something that turns them on. A kink."

"Kinks…"

"Yeah. Like, I enjoy being bit." Bella said pointing to the bite mark. "It feels good to me. It doesn't hurt."

"Really?"

"Really. Do you want to bite me?" Bella asked, arching a brow.

Daryl shook his head. "No. I don't know."

"Well, we have time to figure it out." Bella said and then she rolled on top of him, straddling his hips. "What are some fantasies of yours?"

"Fantasies?"

"Yeah. What kind of things do you think about that gets you all hot and arouse?"

"You." Daryl said and then cleared his throat a little and looked away.

Bella smiled. "How long?"

"How long what?"

"How long have you…"

Daryl was quiet for a bit. "Since I saw you." He admitted.

"You never said anything."

"Because you're my sister."

"Foster sister." Bella corrected and then she played with his cock as it started to harden again. "Other than me. What sort of things did you envision us doing?"

Daryl thought about it. He wasn't sure what he imagined, but he stayed quiet as she played with him and he groaned a little, amazed at how fast he responded to her touch.

"Do you like it when I'm on top? Bella asked as she lifted up and slid back over his cock. She rolled her hips in a slow, seductive dance and he moaned at the feeling. "Do you like it when I'm slow…deliberate." Her voice was husky, full of sex.

Daryl nodded. "Feels amazing." He murmured.

Bella smiled and then she shifted her hips a little faster and harder and that surprised him and she grinned more. "Good?" she asked and he nodded, moaning a little. "How hard?"

"Harder," He said, his hands going to her hips and she rolled her hips harder against his and he felt the intensity of her depths as she pushed previous thresholds.

Bella pulled him up to her, her mouth taking his as she slowed her hips on his. "Mmm. What else? Tell me what you want me to do." She murmured against his lips.

Daryl didn't know. He just wanted this feeling forever. He didn't know what all she could do. "Can you…." He moaned more as her hips rolled over his slow again.

"Hmm? Can I what?" She breathed in his ear. She shifted her hips faster and a little harder, before she was bouncing up and down in fast short strokes of her body and he moaned, shuddering a little as she sent shivers through him. "Do you want me to try something different?" She asked and he nodded, curious about what she would do. She stopped moving her hips and she carefully turned around in his lap, her back to him as she slid down over his dick again. This angle was different for both of them and she bounced slowly, sliding over his cock with ease. One of her hands toyed with her clit as she moved her hips faster and faster until she felt herself orgasm.

"Oh god," Daryl moaned as he felt her explode over his cock. "Bells…"

Bella smiled and stopped moving her hips. "Alright, I want you to get me on my knees. It's called doggy style."

"I know." Daryl said and moved with her, getting her on her knees and he pushed inside her. His hand applied slight pressure to her back as she arched. He thrust inside her slow at first before he felt his orgasm right there on his tip and then he thrust faster and faster until his cock met it's release, and he buried himself deep inside her. He was panting when he finished. He felt light as his body felt exhausted from going at it twice. He pulled out of her and she collasped to the bed and he was right beside her.

"So?" Bella said, breaking the silence as she sat up to look down at him.

Daryl nodded. "I learned a lot."

Bella smiled. "That's good."

"What about you?"

"Still felt good Daryl." Bella said and then she got up and fished Daryl's pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and grabbed a cigarette and lit it and took a drag off it before handing it to him for him to take a drag. "Are you worried because of the marks on my body?"

Daryl hesitated. "It's Negan." He said out loud.

Bella nodded. "Yeah. But that doesn't matter."

"It matters a little." Daryl said and sighed, taking another hit of the cigarette before handing it back to her and getting out of bed. He went and grabbed his pants and pulled them on.

Bella frowned. "You're upset?"

Daryl was quiet as he pulled his shirt back on, buttoning it. "I'm not upset."

"You sound upset."

"I'm not." Daryl said, his tone a little rough.

Bella sighed. "I fucked Negan a couple times. It's not a big deal Daryl."

"It is to me." He said and looked at her. "I saw you…you and him."

Bella frowned. "What?"

Daryl ran his hands over his face. "He makes you…look like…" He shook his head. "Nevermind." He huffed and then he left her in her room, confused.

Bella wasn't sure what just happened. Was Daryl upset that she slept with Negan?