Playing With Evil

Plans

I rested for about 2 days as Michonne tended to me, even though I told her she didn't have to. I was just tired. I told them how Negan had fed me and took care of me. How he worked the place. I told them about the guards and how big the place was. The fences.

"We were hoping to plan an attack in about 4 days." Rick told me.

"Seeing as he gave me back, he may be expecting one. I think you should wait awhile." I told him.

"We can't wait too long. What if he comes for us." Carl said.

I nodded. "That is a possibility too. If we go, we have to plan carefully. They have a lot of guns too. Big guns. And a lot of people."

Rick nodded. "We have seen the guns and numbers they have."

I shook my head. "No. You haven't. Those people we saw in the woods, that wasn't even half on them."

"You mean there are a bunch more?" Michonne asked.

"Someone should go and scope the place out. Get in and try to kill Negan from the inside." Carl suggested.

"I was there. I didn't get a chance." I told them.

"Then I will go!" Carl demanded.

Rick shook his head. "No Carl. You won't."

I sighed. "I can go back again. See what I can do. He had me there and he trusted me ironically."

Rick shook his head, turning down that idea too. "No. You are not going back."

"Lets figure this out in a few days, okay?" Michonne said.

"Agreed. Lets sit back for a few more days and see what happens. If they don't come for us, then we go to them. And we wipe them all out." Rick said as he stood up.

Michonne and Carl stood up too and so did I.

"I am going to go back to my place and read. Or try to think something out. I'm not sure yet."

"Go on Samara. If you come up with anything, let me know." Rick nodded towards the door.

I nodded at him. "Of course I will." I turned towards the door and walked out, walking down the street to the house that I had claimed as mine.

I walked in and laid on the couch, looking up at the ceiling, I debated on what we should do. What I should do.