Alexandria

The Final Chapter

Light comes in through the curtains, Negan rubbing at his eyes. He glances over at Rachel with a smile as she lies with her back to him. Negan runs an arm down her waist, rubbing his erection against her ass.

She stirs, grumbling lightly as she wakes up. "Have you been at the viagra again?"

"Fuck no, this one's home grown, one of my very own," he whispers, nuzzling her neck. "Come on, baby. What do you say? Best way to start the fucking day. Let's not fucking waste this bad boy."

Rachel turns to him, brushing her lips against his as he grinds his hip against hers teasingly.

Their bedroom door bursts open. "Mommy, Daddy!"

"Shit!" Negan frowns, jumping off Rachel.

They jump on the bed, shouting for them both to get up.

"Cock blocking little shit's," Negan mutters under his breath.

"What, Daddy?"

"Nothing, princess. Why don't you and your brother go get dressed? Me and Mommy aren't decent."

"Are we still gonna practice later? You promised?" She asks.

"Of course, sweetie. But me and Daddy need to get dressed first. Now go on, you go brush your teeth. Make sure your brother brushes his properly."

"Okay." She hops off the bed, her brother following suit.

Negan turns to Rachel. "Quickie?"

"Not when the kids are up." She smiles, getting out of bed.

"Shit!" Negan grumbles.

Though both of them had been sure they couldn't have any, Rachel had gone through a week of morning sickness until she'd finally gone to see Carson, sure that it must have been some thing else. But as Carson had told her she was indeed pregnant, she'd been in shock. The shock was quickly replaced with fear. The fear of bringing a child into a world like this. How would they cope? What if Alexandria became overrun?

She'd gone home and sat down on her bed, waiting until Negan had finished his shift on the wall.

He'd come home, standing at the bedroom door with a frown. "Baby? What's wrong?" He'd asked, walking over to her.

"I.. i just got back from the doctor's."

His heart had sunk, sure she was meeting the same fate as Lucille. He was being punished once again.

She'd took note of the look on his face. "I'm okay. It's just.. i'm pregnant."

He'd stared at her for what felt like hours, when in fact it had only been moments. "You sure?" She'd nodded, dropping her head. "Holy fuck! I'm gonna be a Daddy?" Negan had beamed, grinning from ear to ear.

His reaction had been exactly what she'd needed, and she'd found herself feeling happiness for the first time since she'd found out.

"Negan. Aren't you scared?"

"Sure, but this baby is gonna be a complete fucking badass, especially with us for parents."

And so she'd told herself that everything would be fine, that they'd raise him or her to handle themselves.

As they'd had their first scan, Negan had almost fainted when they'd found out they were having twins. For the first time, he'd felt genuine fear, fear that lasted until the second scan, and he found out they were having both a girl and a boy.

She'd gone into labour two weeks early, and Carson had been at Hilltop, so she'd given birth with the help of Negan, Michonne, and Daryl.

Negan had held her hand as she sat in their lounge, leant back against a sofa with a couple of blankets beneath her.