She Has Fire

Chapter 11

Negan's POV

I walked down to the cells. Simon was standing outside one door. I heard Daryl pounding on the door, screaming his damn head off.
"You could have had Arat keep watch." I told him.
"This one is important. Figured you'd want it to be me." He said.
"Probably right. Get him bound. Put him in the back of the van, we're going to Alexandria tonight. Have Arat wake up the Doc. He's coming along." I told Simon.
"You got it boss. How's Mary holding up?" He asked as he motioned for one of the men next to him to get to work on Daryl.
"She's a damn mess of emotions and I can't fucking blame her. This fucker really messed with her. She's coming too. I don't want this to take all night so lite a fire under everyone's ass and let's get fucking going." I said and turned to walk to the trucks. I got outside, the air was nice. Not too cold, just warm enough to be pleasant. I saw Angela with Aaron and Mary. They were holding her up, she looked pale and fragile. It only served to make me angrier. I walked over and saw she was shivering.
"You didn't get her a damn jacket?" I looked at Angela.
"I thought the long sleeves would be enough. I think it's all the blood she lost making her sensitive to the cold. I can grab one." Angela said and turned to walk away, but I grabbed her.
"No. It's fine. We don't have time." I told her as I shrugged off my leather jacket and wrapped it around her.
"You still sure about this? It isn't going to be easy to watch." I said.
"I have to be there. I have to do this." She told me. I sighed and nodded.
"You two don't leave her side. Not for a second." I said looking to Aaron.
"I won't. She needs me." He said. I looked him up and down before walking away. Simon came out Daryl in hand with a group of Saviors. They threw him in the back of the van and slammed the door shut. Doctor Carson came out and looked concerned at Mary.
"She really shouldn't be out of bed." He said.
"I fucking told her that. She's too stubborn to listen. You ride in the van with Arat." I told him. Arat came up behind him and pulled his arm towards the van.
"Let's get her in the truck." I told Aaron and Angela. We got her settled in the truck and they hopped into the back. I climbed in next to her pulling her close as Simon jumped in.
"Fast, Simon. I want it to sound like fucking thunder when we roll up. Probably don't even know the fucker is gone yet." I told him.
"Absolutely. Won't know what hit them." He said as he stepped on the gas and sped down the road. Mary clung onto me the whole ride. Her knuckles white from her grasp. She didn't make a sound, which I found was more heartbreaking than it should be. We came roaring up, all lights bright and horn blaring. It took them took fucking long to open the gates. We rolled in and parked.
"You can stay in here if you changed your mind." I told Mary.
"I'm getting out." She said. I jumped out and helped her out of the truck, keeping a firm hold until Aaron and Angela came up to help her. Rick and crew came running up.
"What's going on? It's the middle of the night...Mary? Mary are you okay? What are you doing with her?" Rick started barking.
"I'm keep her safe and healthy. Keeping her alive! Better than you could! You want to test me fucking further!? Try something prick!" I yelled. Rick stepped back.
"Simon! Bring him out." I ordered. There was a commotion until Simon and Arat dragged Daryl out to the middle of the road. Rick's eyes went wide, there was a collective gasp from the crowd that had gathered.
"Didn't even know your puppy had gotten out. Sad really. This is how well you look after your people? It's a good fucking thing Mary's with us now." I said watching as Rick's eyes grew dark.
"He...he's an asset. We need him. Please." Rick begged.
"He shot your daughter!! He shot Mary! He broke into my Sanctuary! He treated her like shit! He is nothing! He is a piece of shit if I ever saw one!" I yelled inches from his face.
"I...we were trying to figure out how to punish him. He'll be punished..." Rick said. I scoffed, laughing at how pathetic he was.
"Not how this is going to work. Not even a little. Simon get the fucker on the ground. Get that trigger happy motherfucker on the ground and that right arm out. Belt around it, nice and tight." I barked. Simon forced Daryl to lay out on the ground and his arm out as he put his belt around him.
"Please don't do this. We're going to jail him. We...we'll punish him!" Rick begged.
"Shut the fuck up! I'm done hearing you beg and grovel! It's not fun anymore! It's just fucking annoying!" I growled.
"Mary...Mary please do something." Rick said.
"No! You don't fucking speak to her! You don't get to fucking speak to her! You've done enough to her, you don't get to speak to her!" I screamed.
"Axe!" I yelled. A Savior ran up and handed me an axe. I handed Lucille to Arat. I raised the Axe over my head.
"No! Please! Let us punish him! Let us do it!" Rick begged. I swiftly brought the axe down into Daryl's arm, chopping it off at the elbow. His screams filled the air, mixing with the gasps and sobs of the people around us.
"This! This is what happens when you are a dumb fucking shit head motherfucker who thinks he's hot damn shit! You try anything with us and this is what happens! Doc! Do what you can." I barked as Carson came running over.
"Has the message sunk in?" I asked. Rick nodded.
"Y-yes...yes. We understand....we understand." He stuttered. I shrugged him off and turned to Mary. She was crying. Her face glistening in the light. Angela was whispering something to her, her arms wrapped around Mary. Aaron stood horrified, but holding onto Mary still. I walked over to her and held her face in my hands.
"It had to be done." I told her. She nodded. She was shaking, I didn't know if she was cold or if it was from the crying. I turned and walked over to Daryl.
"Rick. Come over here and get down on your knees." I told him. He looked from me to Mary and staggered over and slowly got on his knees.
"I need to make sure the message is understood, loud and clear. You have all pushed my buttons too many times, but no one more than you. Now, I have to give you a little reminder. Something you won't forget, ever." I said as I took the knife from my belt. I slowly slid the blade across his cheek from his ear to his chin. Deep enough he would need stitches and it would scar.
"You're never going to fucking forget me." I smiled.
"Sir...he needs to be taken care of properly. I-I need to bring him back. His wounds need to be kept clean." Carson said. I sighed and turned to him.
"Not happening. You do what you can, you tell one of these fucks what to do. He stays here." I told him.
"B-but if he gets an infection...he'll die." Carson said.
"If he dies, he fucking dies. But you're going to make sure they know how to take fucking care of him and he won't. Right?" I asked swinging the axe in front of him.
"Y-yes sir." Carson said as he finished up with Daryl. I whistled as I stood over Rick.
"You got someone who can stitch you up?" I asked.
"Yes." He growled.
"Careful...careful with that tone." I warned.
"Get out of here. You made you're damn point now leave." said a girl in a cap. She was there. She was Red's girl.
"Oh spitfire, you don't order me around. The hell's your name?" I asked her.
"Rosita. Just go. We've been hurt enough." She snarled. I smiled and moved closer to her.
"I'll leave when I'm damn good and ready.Ya know what would make me leave faster? You go fetch me some lemonade? Well, for Mary. Ya see, I'm worried her blood sugar is a little low." I smiled. Rosita glared up at me, eyes filled with disdain. She let out a growl as she stomped off. I laughed and grabbed Lucille from the Savior.
"You do this shit to yourselves. We don't ask for much. We just have a few simple rules. Follow them and we're fucking fantastic! Don't and well...masturbating ain't going to be what it used, right Daryl?" I chuckled. Rosita stomped towards the group, a bottle filled with lemonade in hand. She stalked her way over to Mary and shoved the bottle to her, it already made me pissed.
"Drink up, coward." She snapped. Aaron tensed up and was about to speak but Mary cut him off.
"I'm sorry this had to happen, I'm sorry it all had to happen. But...maybe it's payback for everything we've done." She said.
"He killed Abraham, smashed in his damn skull and you turn around and fuck him!? Now you want to say we deserved it!? You're dumber than I thought you were." Rosita said.
"Watch yourself girl." I growled.
"Sorry, I was I too mean to your little whore." Rosita spat.
"Not his whore. Not anyone's. Those in glass houses shouldn't throw stones." Mary barked. Before I could stop it, Rosita grabbed Mary and slammed her to the ground. I launched myself at her, wrenching her from Mary and pinning her to the ground.
"You stupid asshole! You fucking look at her and I'll end you!" I screamed.
"Arat! Take care of her! She doesn't need those fingernails!" I growled and stood up. Aaron and Angela were helping sit Mary up. Her nose was bleeding again and she was going to have a hell of a shiner on her eye. I knelt down in front of her cupped her face in my hands.
"I'm sorry. I should have seen it. I'm damn sorry." I sighed and shook my head. She put her hand over mine.
"Stop blaming yourself for others actions." She wheezed. She fucking broke my heart. I was doing a shit job of protecting her.
"Let's get you home." I said and wrapped her in my arms, picking her up.
"Arat, finish up and get your crew back. Simon, let's get the fuck out of this shithole." I growled and got in the truck.