Take It Easy [Negan X Harley Quinn]

Thirty Three

Harley shoved Rick and Negan away as they reached the main road, "You boys go on, I'm goin' back to the truck." 

She huffed before looking over her shoulder to see Daryl still trailing behind her. 

"And I'm taking Daryl with me." She added, taking the prisoner's hand in her and stamping off to one of the humvees. 

Negan narrowed his eyes watching after Harley and Daryl, seeing the weakened man glance back at him before lowering his eyes to the ground. 

"Dwight, why don't you go and start the truck for 'em, huh?"

He turned to Dwight, who nodded at Negan's request. He began towards the truck until Negan grabbed his elbow and muttered in his ear that if he'd better keep an eye on them. 

Harley climbed into the cab of the truck after Daryl and slammed the door behind her, unrolling the window with a lever and watching Negan and Rick from the side mirror. 

"What're you doing?" Daryl spoke up with a gruff clear of his throat. 

"Keepin' an eye on him. Next thing ya know, he brings home one of those girls as leverage too, and make her his wife." 

Daryl sat stiffly, hands tucked between his legs as he thought of something else to say. Harley began to fume as she kept her eyes on Negan, only for Dwight to approach the truck. 

Harley leaned out of the window and took hold of Dwight's collar. 

"You make sure he keeps his hands off of girls for his own good, and yours." She hissed, clenching onto Dwight's shirt until her knuckles turned white. 

"Take it easy, Harley." Dwight squirmed in the blonde's grip. 

"No, you promise me, Dwight. Or I won't guarantee Sherry's safety." 

Daryl sat by in the cab, head hung low as if he wasn't listening to the conversation. 

"Fine, I'll keep an eye on him." Dwight promised, though Harley seemed unconvinced. She straightened herself up in the cab of the truck before pulling Dwight from the ground.

"Now you listen to me, rat boy. That's my puddin' out there and I don't want any other girls around him. Got it?" She snarled, her eyes twitching with agitation. 

Dwight tried to pry Harley's hands from him quickly as fear started to sink in, "Fine, fine! Let me down." 

Harley quickly let Dwight go, dropping him to the street before pulling herself back into the cab of the truck. She quickly rolled the window up as Dwight scurried to his feet and returned back to his leader. 

"I-I don't think there'll be a problem." Dwight muttered as he stopped before Negan.   "He's completely ball-less." 

Negan spared a scoff in amusement, "Ain't that nice? Harley done found herself a little pet." He looked over to Rick before grabbing at Dwight, "You shadow that little fucker with my peach at all costs, he tries anything funny...You bring him to me." 

Dwight forced down a hard swallow before agreeing to Negan; the leader shoved him away and continued through the rest of the neighborhood as the Saviors went through homes. 

Returning to the sanctuary, Harley grabbed hold of Daryl and made her way inside. Bypassing the main conglomerate, Harley stomped upstairs to the room and shut the door behind her. 

She ordered for Daryl to take a seat, unlocking one of his cuffs and slipping it around the radiator before clicking it back on his wrist. 

"You make a noise, a single peep...I'm comin' back in here and I'm bashin' your head in." Harley whispered to Daryl, staring into his eyes for a confirmation.