Negan's Seamstress.

Revenge Feels Good.

Authors Note. I am so sorry for taking so long to update. I recently lost my grandmother to stomach cancer, and it has been hard to find the inspiration to write. She lived with me for the past six years, so her absence is hard to take. I am trying to finish this story soon, and maybe do a book two. I hope you all can forgive my absence, I am trying to get back into writing.

I am so thankful for all the reads and votes this story has received. I never expected so much love from you guys!! Thank you for giving my book a chance, and staying with me. Love Abby.

Two Months after the conversation with Maggie.

Katies's  P.O.V.

I watch as Saviors load up weapons for the final battle with Rick. It seems he was lying when he said he wanted peace with Negan, and Maggie too.

Maggie came here a couple months ago saying she wanted me to make her clothes, but that was not the truth.
She actually came here to kidnap Negan, and throw him in an underground cell.

We searched for Negan for a month, before we found him in an abandoned sawmill. He was beaten badly and had not been fed properly. We captured Maggie, and tossed her in a cell, which Rick decided was an act of war on our part.

Sherry, helped Maggie escape, saying she knew what it was like losing someone you love to Negan. They both have good reason to hate Negan, and I know that, but I wish this could all just stop.

Since then, we have had to keep the place on lockdown. Nobody has been allowed to leave the sanctuary, and our supplies are dwindling by the day.

The hairs on my arms raise as I think about what we have to lose if this battle goes badly. I know they will kill Negan for his crimes, and probably lock me up in some cell of my own.

" Are you going to just stay up here all day? "  Negan asks, as he walks up beside me.

" I wish I could. I hate that all this shit has happened. We have to wipe them out Negan. Maggie, Rick, Daryl, they all have to die. We won't be safe until they are all dead.

I don't want the kids killed, or anyone willing to surrender.
I hate that we were pushed to this, but  honestly, it's them that started this, now we have to finish it." I stated flatly.

Negan wrapped his leather jacket around my trembling shoulders, as he gazed out the window.

" I hoped we could move on too, but they won't allow it. I promise you that we will finish this. I hope the bullets Eugene made hold up."

" Did you test them?"

" Yes, I just hope all of the bullets work. We can't afford to lose today, if we do, then we are fucked."

I leaned my head on his shoulder, wishing we could stay here forever.
I know a moment like this won't last, but it's nice to have for the moment.

" Negan, please promise me that you will come back to me. I don't care if all your men die, you stay alive."

" I will do my best baby. I want to be around for our daughter."

The loud sound of a radio buzzing jolts us both.

" Negan, we are ready to leave. The cars are loaded, and out men await your presence. "

" Okay Arat, I am heading down there.
Katie, please stay here until this shit is over. "

He then pulled out a letter and a map from his pocket. " If we lose, take this map, and head to its location. It has supplies and electricity. You will be safe and can start over. It's a small community made up of good people.

They have farms, and houses all set up. I had planned on making a trade deal with them, but they might be our chance for a new start. Well, at least for you, and for our daughter. "

" I will be waiting for you if I do leave. You have to meet me there." I stated firmly.

" I will try too. Now, I am heading to this shit storm."

He kissed me goodbye, and walked away, trying to keep himself together.
I knew he was upset, but he was trying so hard to not make me more worried than I already was.

I watched carefully as Negan get into his truck, and drove away, and panic began to set in. I know we are doomed if we lose. The thought of seeing him dead weighs heavily on me.

Negan's P.O.V.

Trees whiz by as we drive down the winding roads. I know if my plan fails, we are going to be all in danger. I just hope that Rick bought that fake plan I sent with Gregory, if not, we might not win this war.

I hope that Katie will do as I said, and go to the community. It's our only chance of things go bad, for us to start over. My life would mean nothing without her and our child being alive.

They give me hope and change at redemption for my past failures. I am nothing without them, and I can't imagine my life being worth anything if they died.

"Sir, we are here," Jake says as he slides out of the truck.

" Get into position, and when I give the signal, we start whistling," I yelled, making my men scramble to do as I say.

I grab my binoculars from my belt and wait to see Rick and his men show up. My heart races, as I wait for the prick to make his debut on my stage.

Finally, I see them, and my man begins the whistling that was heard the same night we first encountered these assholes all those months ago.

My hands clench as my side, as I see that widow that tortured me for weeks walking alongside Rick. My desire for vengeance almost makes me order their deaths before I speak, but my flare for the dramatics overrides my need for blood. I raise the microphone up to my lips, eager to let them know they have lost.

" I ambushed your ambush. So pick a direction, and run. Make it fun for all of us."

" Why don't you come out here, and face us!" Rick seethed.

I smirked, as I glance at the panic ring on Ricks' face.

" You see I can't do that! You and your people would kill me before I can finish my rant. I need you to understand I never wanted this. You brought this on yourselves when you allowed that bitch to kidnap me and torture me for days. All I asked for was her death, and you refused me! This shit is on you!

Thankfully your old pal Eugen helped me make a shit ton of bullets to kill you all with since we had to use  ours on the dead pricks you sent to evade my home.

We are cleaning house today Rick. Everybody is going to go! Starting with you! Congratulations Rick, you win the lottery on killing all your people!

I was willing to start over for Katie's sake, and let shit go, but not you! Not that bitch Maggie either! "

I not at Eugene, then begin my countdown. " 3, 2, 1. Fire!"

Our guns to off, but something goes wrong, they all backfire, and my men wind up shooting themselves. I knew then, I had to leave, and get Katie.

She is all I need now, ans we will leave the sanctuary, and start over. I hurry to a truck and barely drive away, as bullets hit the back of the truck.

My heart is pounding as I pull up to my home, eager to make our new life.
Katie rushed to me, with worry etched on her face.

" What happened?" She asks frantically.

" We lost  baby, we have to go. Go pack up our stuff, and let's head for our new home."

" Okay, Negan, I am just glad you are alive."

" We have to hurry, we don't have much time Katie."

We pack up a few things, and drive away, leaving our world behind us.