This Is How I Disappear (Negan/OFC)

Chapter 47

——— Negan's POV ———

I'm just itching to fuckin' head out and meet this Eldritch fuck. But I need to do it right. I sent my guys out late last night to watch the meeting site and the bridge I'm gonna have to take to get across the fuckin' river to the goddamn meeting point. The bridge is real fuckin' close to Alexandria, so my saviors are within radio range to them, and they can relay messages back to me on the ham radio. My guys on the bridge said a truck came through, but it didn't fuckin' stick around. Might've been Eldritch's guys, might've been unrelated randoms. No way to fuckin' tell yet. But the most important thing is that no one's fucking with the bridge, so it's safe for us to cross.

My other team crossed the bridge with no fuckin' incident and should be scoping out the meeting site. I don't want this Eldritch fuck to try to surprise me when I get there. But my guys have been told not to fuckin' engage unless necessary. If Eldritch tries some shit, my guys will swoop in to fuckin' stop it. If not, Eldritch will never see them. Make him think I'm not on the fuckin' ball so he makes dumb mistakes. My team is out of radio range out there, though, so I'm gonna have to fuckin' wait until I get closer to the meeting site to contact them.

I sent my snipers out earlier to camp on the bank just across the river from the fuckin' meeting site, too. They had to take the long fuckin' way around to avoid an area that's been overrun for a while. It's just over halfway between The Sanctuary and Alexandria, close to where my snipers will be. Whenever we go to Rick's, we always take I-95 further west just to go around it. We've never fucked with that area before because the dead seem pretty fuckin' content to stay there. They don't pose much of a threat if we don't rile them the fuck up. But it's on the goddamn list of herds to lead the fuck away before winter.

Anyway, my snipers should be in fuckin' position. Though they're out of radio range, too, and I can't contact them yet. Not until I get to the meeting.

It's finally fuckin' time to leave, so I head off in my pristine black Dodge Charger with Dwight driving. I want to make a fuckin' great first impression for that Eldritch fucker. Make him see how put-together I fuckin' am. I got three full trucks following behind me, too. So I got some firepower at my hands. I want him to see that, too. See that I'm not some fuckin' pushover.

Once we pull outside of the gate, shit starts to get real. It's gonna take us probably two fuckin' hours to get to this goddamn meet, so I have nothing to do but think about my whole damn situation.

My home was attacked.

I lost some guys I swore to protect.

I've been away from my baby girl for two days. Two fucking days.

I slam my fist down on the dash when I can't deal with the thoughts anymore. "Fuck!"

Dwight jumps at the sudden noise and looks my way. "You okay, Negan?"

"What the fuck do you think?" I bite back.

"We'll get through this. We always do." He's trying to calm me down. Which I fuckin' need to do. I need to keep my goddamn head, but it's hard.

I let out a groan and run my hands down my fuckin' face. "My pregnant wife is being used as a pawn just so this Eldritch fucker can get to me," I mutter. "And it's fuckin' working."

Dwight pauses like he's thinking. "She'll be fine. He wouldn't hurt her."

I look over to him. "You know that?"

"He says he wants to make a deal. She's the leverage." He clears his throat. "So hurting her... wouldn't make sense."

I look back to the road and groan. "Unless he's a fuckin' unhinged psychopath and just stringing me the fuck along." I rub at my face again. Goddamn, I feel like I could just bawl my fuckin' eyes out right now. But I choke that shit back.