luna mortimer-smith had long learned not to trust anyone, staying in the middle of the woods as to avoid any contact with the dead or any other humans.
one evening, she'd gone out to check her hunting traps like usual. little did she realize, thoug...
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"Are you sure he's letting you stay?" Carl whispered. They'd finished dinner, and Negan had sent Luna and Carl to wash the dishes.
"He made me bring me stuff, I don't think he'd do that if I wasn't staying." Luna replied, glancing over her shoulder. Negan was sitting in the living room with Judy. "We just need to keep him at bay until your dad gets here so he'll leave."
"I don't like leaving Judy with him." Carl glared over in Negan's direction. "I don't like that knows about her."
"Well there's nothing we can do about it now." Luna said, stepping in front of him and putting a hand of his chest. He looked down at her. "Don't give him a reason, Carl. Please. Let's just get through this." Carl sighed, nodding after a few moments. "Let's just get through today." They went back to washing dishes, Luna keeping an eye on Negan. She heard someone outside, so she moved over to the window. Spencer was standing at the foot of the stairs in front of Arat, who wasn't letting him pass. "Hey dad." Luna walked over towards him. "I...I think Spencer wants to talk to you, but Arat's holding him up." Negan craned his neck, looking out the open door. He sighed, standing up with Judy in his arms.
"I'll deal with it." He said, walking around the couch. "Take care of this one for me." Luna settled Judy in her arms, going back over to the window where Carl was now watching. "Don't be an asshole, Arat." Negan said as he walked outside, glass of lemonade in one hand and his bat in the other. "Let the man pass." Spencer held up a bottle of alcohol as he moved past Arat and up the stairs. "Oh crap, is that for me?" Spencer said something that Luna couldn't hear. "Hey Lu!" Negan called. Luna and Carl shared a glance, Carl taking Judy, before Luna walked outside. Negan and Spencer were sitting down on the other side of the porch when she stepped outside.
"Yeah dad?" She asked, meeting Spencer's eyes for a moment.
"Go get us some glasses, would you?" Negan looked over at her. "My new friend Spencer here brought me over somethin' to drink. A little...welcome to the neighborhood present."
"Yeah, okay." She nodded, going back inside.
"What the hell kind of game is he playing?" Carl said lightly as Luna moved towards the kitchen.
"I dunno but he better be careful." Luna sighed, grabbing two glasses before turning around.
"He's been a prick ever since we all got back and had to start scavenging for Negan." Carl huffed. "Keeps blaming my dad for everything."
"So maybe we'll get lucky and my dad'll take Spencer back to the Sanctuary with him." She sighed, starting for the door again. She walked over to where Negan and Spencer were sitting, placing the glasses down on the small table between their chairs.
"Take this in too." Negan said before she could leave, holding up his lemonade glass. "Thank you darlin'."
"Course dad." She nodded, taking the glass and glancing back at Spencer one more time before going inside and shutting the door behind her. She soon joined Carl at the window, watching Negan and Spencer talk even though they couldn't hear them. They both tensed when Negan stood up and grabbed his leather jacket. Luna didn't think as she hurried over to the door pulling it open. Negan was down on the street, talking to Arat, while Spencer was just standing up with his liquor glass in hand. "What are you doing?" Luna whispered, walking over to him. "You're gonna get yourself killed."
