negan starting cooking pasta. just a few days ago he had brutally murdered one of cora's best friends and now here he was, cooking in her kitchen. cora and carl sat at the kitchen table, silently waiting for negan to be done cooking. under the table, cora gave carl's hand a reassuring squeeze, letting him know she was here and wouldn't let anything bad happen to him.
negan walked over to the table with the pot of pasta, putting a spoonful on each of their playes before taking his seat at the head of the table, next to olivia. this whole scene felt like a dystopian fever dream.
after about thirty minutes, negan said he was getting tired of waiting for rick. then there was a knock at the door and through the window, cora sees spencer. "i can go get that," cora offers, standing up.
"no you can not," negan yelled. cora flinched at the sudden outburst and slowly sat back down. "i have people out there that will deal with him."
after a few minutes, the voices outside got louder and negan stood up. he walked over to the door, lucille in hand. negan closed the front door behind him and cora saw spencer sit on one of the porch chairs. the two were outside for so long, cora could've sworn she saw the sun setting.
negan peeked his head inside houra and summoned cora. she followed negan off the porch onto the streets of alexandria. in front of the house, cora saw rick bent over a body with his head in his hand. seeing rick for the first time since the lineup ignited something inside cora. "rick!" hearing his name, rick whipped his head up and jumped to his feet. instead of turning down the road with negan, cora broke away and ran to rick, engulfing him in a tight hug.
"are you okay?" rick asked. "where have you been?"
"i'm okay," cora told him. "negan is keeping me at the savior's compound as one of his wives." before rick could answer, negan pulled her out of the hug.
"this is unacceptable!" negan yelled so that everyone turned to face him. "you all work for me. answer to me! i try to visit your community for a calm day and a simple talk and all i get is disrespect! i guess now i'll have to show you what happens when i feel disrespected." negan pushed cora away from him as he took a step back. cora turned around just in time to see negan raise lucille in the air and swing it down into cora's leg. she screamed in pain as she collapsed on the ground. she was in so much pain her vision started to fizzle. she felt herself get lifted up off the ground. hoping it was rick, cora opened her eyes but instead of seeing negan in the distance she saw rick being held back by aaron.
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