Beauty and the Beast. (Negan.)

03.

Blake paced the length of her living room with Emily on her hip. Enid was...somewhere and Jenn was playing on the floor with her teddy bear.

He wouldn't come here, would he? Why would he need to come here? Exactly, there was no reason for him too.

Peeking out of the window, she saw them heading towards the pantry/armoury and she felt herself relax.

They were gone. He was gone.

Emily started wriggling in her arms, obviously seeing her big sister having fun without her so Blake placed her down and moved towards the kitchen to get a glass of water.

"Mommy," Jenn called through to her, "Why are those men going into Mr Grimes' house?"

"They...they're looking for monsters," she replied, "Don't you worry about them though."

She was mid swig when there was a knock at the door and taking a deep breath, she placed the glass back down on the counter and went to answer it.

~*~

Negan waited patiently on the other side of the door, Daryl and Dwight stood behind him.

He looked at Daryl over his shoulder, "She always take this fucking long to answer the door?"

No answer.

He turned his attention back to the door, expecting to be met with the smoking hot Blake Caldwell but was instead greeted by a tiny girl with fiery red hair.

"Hi!" she said with a toothy grin, "Are you one of the men to check for monsters?"

"Jennifer," Blake scolded as she emerged from the kitchen, "I have told you to never answer the door on your own!"

The little girl ignored her. She was still waiting for an answer from the man in front of her, staring up at him with wide green eyes, just like her mother he noticed.

Negan cleared his throat and crouched down in front of her, "As a matter of fact, young lady, we are. You haven't happened to stumble upon any of these monsters, have you?"

"The ones outside?" Jenn asked, shaking her head and she dropped her voice to a whisper, "But I think there's one in my closet."

"Is that so?" he played along, much to Blake's surprise, and was stroking his chin, "My man Dwight here, he's gonna go take care of it for you."

"Thanks!" she chirped, looking past him to Daryl, to whom she said a happy hello to before disappearing back into the sitting room.

Negan turned and nodded to Dwight, who grabbed Daryl's arm and lead him upstairs.

"You didn't have to do that." Blake muttered when they were alone.

He frowned, "What the fuck did you want me to say? Tell her that I'm the big bad man who's come to take all your fucking shit?"

She still didn't look at him, but her lips pursed slightly so he knew that he had gotten a reaction.

He wondered why she wouldn't look at him but then looked at down at the little girl who was peeking at him from around the doorframe.

"Why won't you look at me?" he asked her.

Finally, she did, "You killed two of our people. Excuse me for being a little wary."

"Well shit," he muttered, glancing at her then down at the little girl and he put two and two together, "You were married to Red? Shit, I am so sorry."

"Red?" she whispered, stopping when she realised that he was talking about Abraham, "His name was Abraham."

He held his hands up in surrender, "Sorry. Abraham. You were married to him?"