She Has Fire

Chapter 21

Mary's perspective.

The sunlight danced across my eyelids, gently waking me up. I squinted, looking around the room. It was quiet, but there was a distant sound. Music? I groaned as I sat up, rubbing my eyes. Something was missing? What was missing. I stood next to the bed, looking around. I was cold. My hand was cold. The music hit my ear again. I padded toward the noise. I tripped over a bunny.

I walked into the nursery. The music louder. No. Singing. Bad singing. Negan sat in the rocking chair, holding something? What? Baby. My baby? My baby. I smiled and stood in the doorway.

"She overheated! I'm doing everything I can!"

"You better fucking fix her up doc. Nobody will be able to save your pathetic ass if Negan's alive and you don't save her!"

"I didn't know you could sing." I smiled. Negan looked up at me and raised his eyebrows.

"Did you hear me just then? I can't." He smirked. I walked over to him. Pink. Blanket. I looked down at the baby. No face. Beautiful? Why?

"She doesn't seem to mind." I smiled.

"She barely has a brain. She'll hate it later." He chuckled.

"Her blood pressure is dropping. Get me the IV kit!"

"She can't fucking die doc! She fucking can't!"

"I'm trying Simon!"

"You can't stay here, ya know. You have to get back." Negan said.

"Get back where?"

"Home." He reached up to caress my face. Warm again. Home.

"You're home." He smiled up at me. He looked at the baby. My heart aches. I want to cry. Pink. I want to cry. Negan. I want to scream out. I feel broken.

"Let's have another one. I want to try for a boy." He smiled.

"What if we only have girls?"

"Then I'll be happy with my gaggle of girls."

"Gaggle? How many are we having?"

"As many as we can."

"Easy for you to say."

"Go Sugar. Home." He said. Something in his eyes. Orange?

"Her blood pressure is evening out. Breath is coming back to normal. Pack the ice. We got her."

"Come on Mary. We need you."

Fire in his eyes. I turned. Flames climbing the walls. Panic. Have to get out. Baby? Have to get out. I turn. Negan lumbers towards me. His eyes. Glazed. Blood flowing from his neck. Bit. Green. Gone. I scream. I scream. Baby!?

"Her temp is coming down. Mary? Mary, can you hear me? We need you to wake up now Mary."

"You're fucking lucky Doc."

I can't find her! I can't find her! The flames roar around me. Negan groans and chases after me. I can't do it! I can't! He lurks towards me. Where is she!? I turn. Something on the ground. Moving? I go towards it. What? Groans. No. Green. Baby. No!