Negan's Seamstress.

New favorite

A light knock on my door woke me from my nap. " Come in!"

The door creaked open revealing Dr. Carson's fragile frame.

" I was ordered to come check on you ."

His white coat draped over me as he gently unwrapped the bandages.

" Seems like the swelling is still bad but you don't have any sign of infection. I have some medicine that will help bring the swelling down, which will also help bring the pain level down.

Are you still hurting pretty badly ?"

I nod as small tears threaten to spill as he keeps examining the tender muscles surrounding the bullet wound.

" I am sorry. I know this is uncomfortable. "

He gently grabs some gauze and antiseptic to clean my wound. " You won't need to change the bandage again until tomorrow. Here, go ahead and take your medication now and I will have someone bring you some lunch ."

I take the glass of water he offered me placing the pill in my mouth and swallowing it in one gulp ." Thanks so much, Carson, I really appreciate it."

He smiles pushing glasses up his narrow face ." Don't thank me it's my job. Negan wants you well taken care of as his new wife ."

I rolled my eyes at his words annoyance evident on my face.

" Yeah, apparently I am wife number five . Yay! Me !"

Carson ignored my comment telling me to take it easy. I slowly pull the covers off me before getting in the tub. I gingerly put my leg inside the hot water using my good arm for support to get fully inside.

The bubbles surround me as I lean my head back on the rail. The door to my bedroom swings open, annoying me.

" Who is it?"

Negan opens the bathroom door an sits on the side of the tub.

" Did Carson take care of my new favorite wife ?"

I rolled my eyes at his words.

" I thought Sherry was your favorite ?"

" Not anymore. She is gone. She left while I was in Alexandria. Daryl also left too ."

I kept quiet as his words set in ." I have Dwight in a cell until I know if he was involved ." I also bought Dr smarty pants back here. The one that made the bullet ."

I see, well is he in a cell too?"

Negan laughed ." No. He is in a room. I think he will be useful ." I turned my head to face him.

" Now I am stuck being your favorite ?" He smiled at me with a devilish grin.

" That's right baby, and I can't wait till you feel better.  My dick is craving you badly ."