Secrets Untold. (Maggie x fem!reader)

Chapter 39: Pick-Up Truck

Today Michone was taking me to a nearby town to loot the garage there. If I was going to sabotage this tank, I'd need the proper tools; ratchets, torque wrenches, sockets, combination spanners...a whole toolbox really. This run would give me the tools I needed for the job, and some much needed fresh air.

I laced up my boots and tied my hair up, out of my face, buckled up my holster and threw my rifle over my shoulders...just in case. I grabbed my duffle and headed out the cell block, to meet Michone by Maggie's truck. On the way out I informed Rick that we were leaving, so he knew we were gone and when to expect us back.

As I exited the cell block someone suddenly tugged on my arm, pulling me behind a staircase, and slamming me against the prisons wall. I met eyes with Maggie as I rubbed my head. She had one arm on her hip and the other beside my head, blocking me from moving.

"Did you have to be so rough?" I complained.
She smirked and rolled her eyes.
"It wasn't that hard"
"Mm, well, you try being shoved against a wall" I sassed.
"Well, you're welcome to try."
I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms, looking up to her.
"Is there a reason you've roughed me up, cowgirl?"
"Yes. I don't go shoving people into walls for fun."
"Mm, doubtful."
She pinched my cheek and smirked.
"Maybe, you. But no-one else."
"Should I be happy or scared about that?"

She leaned close, so close our lips just barely touched and smirked.
"Both"
She then flicked my forehead and leaned back.
"Maggie!" I groaned, holding my forehead.
She chuckled and crossed her arms.
"Where are you going? Thought I told you to tell me whenever you had to leave?"
"A run. It's...for a job Rick gave me, about the Governor."
She frowned.
"Going alone?"
"No, Michone is coming."
Maggie pulled a displeased face.
"About the Governor? Are you only going together? No back-up? After everything!?"

I relaxed against the wall and gave her a  warm smile.
"Yes, it'll be just us, but we'll be fine. She's badass, we'll have each others backs."
Maggie seemed to grumble under her breath.
"I'll come with you."
"What?"
"I'm coming with you."
"We'll be fine, you don't have to"
"No, I will."
"But you don't need to."
"No, I do."
But-"

She left me standing there, opening and closing my mouth like a fish, in shock. Before I could argue anymore, she left to, presumably, gather her things from inside the prison and join us on the run. I knew I could be stubborn, but, I could never win an argument with her, she always had the last word no matter what...

I waited for Maggie outside the blocks entrance, then walked to the truck with her, Michone already waiting for us, leaning on the truck. As we got closer, she kicked herself off the truck and greeted us.

"Maggie, y/n." She nodded.
She took the duffle from my hands and threw it in the back, whispering to me as she did so.
"Looks like you got yourself a personal chaperone" She chuckled.
I rolled my eyes and nudged her playfully.
"I'm just that famous"
She chuckled and tapped on the truck.
"Your limousine awaits, your majesty." She said sarcastically.

I heard Maggie groan and head into the truck, slamming the door. Michone raised a brow and pointed her thumb to the inside of the truck.
"Is she-?"
"She insisted."
Michone smirked and nodded.
"Personal bodyguard, wow. You are famous."
I grinned and posed.
"Want an autograph?"
Maggie honked the horn.
"Come on, we're losing daylight." She yelled out the window.
Michone surrendered and we both chuckled.
"Bossy boots" I whispered as I walked past her, Michone sniggering.

Michone opened the door for me and I hopped inside the truck, her following me. Maggie was in the drivers seat, Michone was in the passenger and me....
well, I was trapped between the two. Carl opened the gate for us and Maggie pulled out the prison, heading down the woodland road.