Don't Fear The Reaper (R. Grimes & D. Dixon)

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When they got back to Alexandria, they had dropped everything off with Olivia before calling a meeting at the church. To talk about the Negan situation they planned to execute that night, everyone except Morgan and Theodore agreed to kill them outright. And kit still wanted to run recon before pulling a big move. Given her stance on the matter and their hopes to spare their wife this time around, they leaped at the chance for her to stay on the perimeter with Maggie, Merle going with them in her place. Kit didn't even try to object; she was so tired of killing people.

Kit and Maggie waited patiently by the RV, staring off Into the Woods towards the satellite's direction. It's only been 40 minutes, but it felt like hours have passed for both women. Alarms began to fill the air making their anxiety shoot through the sky.

"Stay here," kit said, running forward

" I'm going with you." Maggie followed

" stay, Maggie"

"No," kit spun, catching her

"Stop it, Maggie," kit hissed

"I have to."

"No, you don't. You're pregnant. You can't go running in there!" Kit hissed

"They need our help," Maggie pleaded.

"I will go. But for the baby and Glenn, you need to stay." Kit said, firmly staring Maggie down, her eyes flickering to just behind her where a man emerged reaching for his gun; kit grabbed hers, firing before he could. His body dropped to the ground like a sack of potatoes.

"We need to go," kit whispered; both women moved to run but came face to face with three women, their guns aimed at their heads.

"Guns, knives on the ground right now." The redhead ordered, and they both did as instructed.

"Nice jacket," an older woman said, eyeing kit.

"For a murderous bitch" a woman in a leather vest and t-shirt, short Burnette hair, added.

"Well, we'll take it off her before we shoot her." The redhead said, the alarms still filling the night air.
They stood around for hours till the sun started to rise, distant gunshots filling the morning air.

"Hell was that?" The brunette asked the redhead, that was looking through some binoculars at the building.

"It's primo. Damn it; they've got him. Give me the walkie." The older woman did so as the woman kept watching, clicking the button to talk.

"Lower your gun, prick. You with the colt python. All of you lower your weapons right now." She ordered

"Come on out. Let's talk," ricks voice came thru

"How many we got?" The older woman asked

"Eight insight. Too many." She said, then clicked to talk " we're not coming out, but we will talk." She said, then turned to kit and Maggie's "names." Neither answered "names!" Kit just stared at the redhead.

"I'm Maggie; she's Kitten."

"You're shit'n me?" The older woman hacked a laugh

"We've got a kitten and Maggie. I'm thinking that's something you want to talk about. Now we're gonna work this out right now, and it's going to go our way." She let go of the button

" you can see we have one of yours. We'll trade." Rick offered

" I'm listening."

"First, I want to talk to kitten and Maggie, make sure they're all right." Kit watched a walker stumble over, the older woman going to tackle it. The redhead approached them, "you tell him your fine, nothing else." She hissed at kit, clicking it on and holding it to her face.