ELEANOR . NEGAN

034.

A brand new day, became one fucking hectic day. Maya was out patrolling the outskirts of Alexandria with Charlie and another man. She begged and begged for Elle to let her go, said it'd be good to distract her mind.

Ellie obviously said no until Charlie butted in and said he'd look after her. Fuck you, Charlie. Maya took that as a yes and took off before Elle could even blink.

The Kingdom had some difficulties... major difficulties. The storm began to swipe over the community before anywhere else which brought out fires, freezing temperatures and the lack of food.

Eleanor begged for Michonne to let her come with. She said no.

Karma.

Michonne made up some fancy supporting words on how Elle needed to stay here to look after Alexandria since she was taking Aaron with her. She called her the strongest, Elle called it favouritism.

So with Aaron and Michonne gone to bring the Kingdom to surrounding communities, Eleanor was left with Eugene, Rosita, Siddiq and Gabriel. But she said fuck that because the last thing she wanted to do was be caught in a very clear love triangle/one-sided love thing.

The wind was getting heavier and louder, the harsh whistle echoing through houses as they hit against glass windows and the rattling of unsupported lampshades and light pieces of furniture as the wind got though the cracks in the walls.

Eleanor was quick to get all the kids into houses. Gracie and the other Alexandrian's in Aaron's house with RJ and Siddiq already resting in the meeting room.

Sorted.

Not yet. Like Michonne said, she started to make her way to Negan's cell. The storm wasn't so bad yet, but it was getting colder and windier and it wouldn't be long.

"Nelly." She called, walking down the steps with a giant wallop of things in her hands. When she looked up, she cocked a brow. Hello, little Grimes. "Jude, you alright?"

"Mhm," She hummed with her smallish smile. "What are you doing down here?"

As soon as Negan saw Elle enter the room, he was embarrassingly quick to get as close as the bars as he could. "I could ask the same about you," Elle responded, nudging the little girl in the arm with a teasing grin. "Got Alexandria's favourite prisoner some things."

"Happy to be your favourite, doll."

Both Judith and Eleanor looked at him with an incredulous glare. It made him bite on his lower lip to conceal a laugh. Nonetheless, she slid down to the ground next to Jude, watching as Negan did the same.

"Coat, socks, some fleece-lined trousers." She pushed them through the gap. "Water and a breakfast bar. You're welcome."

"God, you're such a sweetheart, doll." He grinned. "Know how to steal my heart."

"She's already stole your heart-"

"Jude!"

"What?" She squeaked, shying away behind her hands.

Negan smirked and leant closer, his hand wrapping around the bar, his long fingers right at eye-level. "She's not wrong." The shit? Eleanor looked at him to see his teasing grin turn into a soft smirk, a shimmer of redness on his cheeks. Oh, my fucking God. "Thank you, sunshine. This shit gonna keep me damn warm."

Eleanor rolled her eyes, but that was to hide the redness also growing on her cheek. "Eat up." She ordered.

"Yes, Ma'am."