Mr.Baby blue eyes; C.G

BLUE

Faye Dixon
I felt a chill go down my back as everyone's mood escalated quickly. You know how when a comic that's at a funny part goes straight into a serious scene and then tension is left in the air? Or, when people were arguing but they stop at the same time and there's the little second of weird silence? When you know you have to go and get a shot at the doctor and you become a nervous mess the day before? The weird tug at the bottom of your stomach?

That's how I felt, and how the air felt. Everyone was suddenly on edge like anything that comes near us is a bomb to kill us instantly. Me, Daryl, and Jesus left the RV after we said goodbye to the rest of the group.

"Faye, go over there. You can watch for when they enter the gates. Here kiddo. " Daryl handed me a sniper rifle, and I could nearly see him break. "No matter what happens Faye, just know that I'm so sorry I was never in your life and that I lo-" Daryl looked away, breaking eye contact. "That I'm sorry." Me and him both knew this whole mission was a death trap. And that one of us would most likely not make it out alive. Daryl turned away from me after I told him and Jesus to go kick some ass before walking to the edge of the cliff where I could see the front gate. I was really close to where I could see inside the fences. I could hear a bit of them talking too.

In a Maxim of maybe twenty minutes or less, Ricks TV rammed through the gates, along with other cars from the hilltop. I looked through my scope, even though I could make out that the first man out and on deck was Dwhite. (Carl told me stories on the way here.) From what I understood, Dwhite was on our side but he stayed with Negan so he wasn't suspicious. Dwight nodded at Rick as a sign of peace, and I'm assuming Rick did it back. Dwight walked inside the compound, and for a second everything was still. Until Negan walked out, Eugene by his side. Carl said that Eugene (the guy with the big mullet) used to be on our side before Negan took him for making a bullet for Rosita-in what I might add that she is a badass. I sighed and held my breath as Carl walked out of the RV.

Carl Grimes
"Well, I'll be dammed! If it ain't the little serial killer!" Negan said, with Lucille on his shoulder. "You got some type of balls waltzing on up in here like you own the place!" Negative laughers "Look. We don't fire, you don't fire. I want to talk. " I said, and that was dad's queue to have everyone raise their weapons through the windows of the RV. "Then talk."

"You, taking all our medicine is killing people, killing little kids. You taking our food is killing little kids. You taking weapons from us is killing little kids' parents. And I get it, you need to do what you need to do to survive, but so do we." I took a step towards Negan. Look, we could both walk away from this today, getting what we want. " I took a few more steps towards Negan. "Or, I walk away with your blood on my hands. Either way, I walk away happy. It's your choice if you do too."

"Woah! Someone put on their big boy pants! I will crush you. Do you understand?" Negan suddenly turned serious. "Then do it. If I die, because I'm saving my little sister's life, then so be it. If I'm dying to save my girlfriend then I'm more than happy to! If I'm dying to save my family from dying, then it's worth it. So that my little sister has another meal to eat when she needs it, so my sister doesn't have to live in fear, so all those other kids could live and be happy. It's worth it." Carl put his hands up, 'in surrender'. "You're serious? Damn kid. I didn't think you had it in you. And your girlfriend? Let me meet her. She might make a great wife!" I raised my gun up and shot, not aiming for his head just for his shoulder.