The Sheriff's Daughter, The Archer's Girl

Guess Who's Back

                  Dad had been gone for almost a week now, and this was day 3 of Negan being here. He was in the bathroom shaving, "you always go against the grain, kid," he said to Carl. Then he cooked for us, "have some," we both refused, "no, fine."

                               Once it was done I was holding Judith and made some lemonade Tara found in her kitchen. I sat the picture down on the table and shifted a sleeping Judith. Negan just looked up at me, "what?" I asked. 

                           "Aren't you going to pour it?"

                        "Really?" 

                    "Yeah."

                    "Jesus, do you even wipe your own ass? I'm not your bitch nor anybody's," I spit, but poured his glass still worried about Carl and Judith's safety. Carl set the table and we waited  on dad to get back. 

                                   "Alright, I'm done waiting on your dad, Lucille is hungry. Carl, pass the rolls, please?" Carl did and we ate, well I more shifted mine around my plate. 

                                 After we ate we could hear Spencer trying to get in, "let the man through," Negan said going outside, I walked out behind him. 

                                                "I'm Spencer Monroe, hi," he said and shook Negan's hand, while handing him a bottle of whiskey with the other. 

                            "Hey babe, could you maybe get us a couple of glasses? We're gonna have a couple of drinks," Negan smiled. I shot Spencer a nasty look and walked back inside, I laid Judith down in her crib, and took my time getting their glasses, "thanks love," Negan said with an evil smirk. 

                              "Whatever," I went to turn away when he grabbed my arm and spun me around. 

                          "Hey, is that the thanks I get? I could've killed your precious Daryl by now, but I haven't."

                           "For as far as I know you could've just to find a reason for me to go back with you," I said and tried to pull my arm free, "Negan. Let. Me. Go," I said through gritted teeth. 

                               "Yeah, go back inside and play mommy," he said. 

                                              I was cleaning up his spaghetti mess when Carl came running in, "Jamie, Negan and Spencer are playing pole and Spencer is talking about having dad killed," I ran outside just as Negan gutted Spencer. 

                                "Well you did have guts. They were inside you this whole time. I've never been more wrong," he said while his face was covered in blood, "someone clean this shit up!" Nobody stepped up. Rosita then pulled a gun and shot at Negan, hitting Lucille instead, "what the actual fuck? You shot her," Negan yelled. 

                            One of his female saviors had her on the ground. I walked off the porch, "move the knife from her neck to her face. Who made the bullet? If you don't tell me, I cut that pretty face of yours."

                            "I did," she said. 

                        "Now, I think you're lying. Who?"

                       "I did," Rosita said leaning up cutting her face. 

                      "Kill someone."

                               Just as I screamed the woman shot Olivia. 

                                           "Who made the bullet? Jamie will be next," Negan grabbed me and held a knife to my throat. 

                            "I did," Tara said. 

                       "I did it," Eugene said, "I used gunpowder, funnel-"

                       "I believe you," Negan let go of me, "Rick, nice to see you again."

                      "Dad, Aaron," I said. 

                      "We had an agreement. Your shit is by the gate, take it and go," dad said. 

                   "Is that anyway to thank me? You son sneaks on my truck and machine guns a bunch of my guys, I return him in one piece. Spencer here wanted me to kill you and put him in charge, he even offered me your daughter as payment, and well now 2 less mouths to feed, 3 because I'll be relieving you of your bullet maker too. Load up. Oh, before I forget, bye Jamie, I'll see you soon, sugar."

                           "No, Eugene," Tara yelled. 

                                             Dad walked over to the reanimated Spencer and stabbed him in the head, then walked inside. I walked in behind him, hugged him, then kissed his cheek, checked on Judith, then showered. When I got out dad was standing in my room waiting on me, "you, Rosita, Michonne, Carl, Tara, and I are going to Hilltop."

                           "Okay."

                                          When we got to Hilltop Maggie was the one who let us in. Dad hugged her first, then everyone else, I was last, "how's the baby? You?"

                             "We're both fine," she smiled. I pulled her in for another hug and kissed her cheek. 

                              When we pulled away Jesus came around a house with Daryl behind him, "Daryl!" I yelled and ran to him. He pulled me off the ground and I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist and kissed him while he held me up, "I missed you so much, baby!" I said through tears. 

                        "I missed you too," he kissed me again then put me down. 

                                   He was hugging everyone else while I hugged Jesus, "thank you," I whispered. 

                                    "He was getting ready to leave when I found him," he said back. 

                                "I don't care you got him here! Thank you!" I kissed his cheek. 

                                             Later that night Daryl and I were walking hand-in-hand, "I missed you," I said again. 

                                "I missed you. Honestly, you're the only reason I fought, I'm sorry. I love you, Jamie," he said. 

                                I kissed him, "I love you, Daryl," we went back and I laid down and as soon as we hit the pillow I was fast asleep.