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The trucks stopped in front of Quinn and Rick.

Negan stepped out of one and placed his bat on his shoulder, "Well, well, well, Ms. Quinnie is back!" he exclaimed as he took a step towards the duo. Negan grabbed something or someone out of his pocket and dropped the little device on the ground.

"I also got your very kind, message."

A hologram of Cordelia appeared and Quinn shook her head, "Cordelia, I told you to self destruct."

"Oh, you were being serious?" Quinn shook her head and rubbed her forehead with her right hand, "Yes. I was being serious."

Cordelia crossed her holographic arms over her chest, "Well, what if I don't wanna self destruct? What if I don't like it?" she huffed and Quinn rolled her eyes, "You're a artificial intelligence, you don't feel it!"

"As much as I would love to hear this incredible conversation, we have shit to do. Dwight, grabbed Daryl."

Quinn gasped lightly as she saw Daryl, his face was bruised and he was bleeding, but a look of happiness crossed his face when he saw Quinn alive and well. Home with the rest of their family.

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After another one of Negan's long ass monologues, his men started raiding Alexandria for everything good they had.

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