Wanna Be Yours

Chapter 19

It feels good to be back at the Sanctuary, to finally be home.

Sarah sits on the steps outside, looking down at her left hand. It hadn't been as bad as it had looked, so she'd only needed a couple of stitches. Negan on the other hand had sworn like a sailor as Carson had fixed his nose, threatening to throw him into the furnace as his eyes had watered.

A week has passed since their attack on Vince's group, and they are now ten men stronger, but they also have thirty-six extra mouths to feed, and twenty-six of those mouths don't know how to fight.

She walks down the steps, standing in front of the chain link fence as she stares at a wooden spike just beyond the wall.

"Ain't so fucking tough now." She smiles contentedly. Sarah almost wishes she hadn't gouged his eyes out. It would be much more satisfying to see that vacant look that the dead have, but it was satisfying nonetheless. She watches as his mouth open and closes almost rhythmically, his hands hanging down by his sides, twitching every so often. They'd cut off his legs, leaving only his upper body chained to the post. Sarah will enjoy watching Vince rot, she's sure about that.

"You watching him again?"

"Yeah." She turns to Simon. "You heading to the Satellite outpost?"

"I sure am." Simon stuffs his hands in his pockets. "It's kinda strange how Sherry just disappeared, don't you think?"

Sarah shrugs. "Couldn't care less."

"Well, I did figure you'd be happy about it. But still, Sherry just taking off like that, it doesn't make much sense when you think about it."

Sarah turns to Simon. "Then don't think about it."

Simon nods. "Sure, I'll try not to."

"Good. You be careful out there." She turns back to look at Vince.

~

Things are good, in fact, things are much better than good in Sarah's eyes. Every morning for the last week, she'd woke up in Negan's arms, and Negan never let anyone sleep in his bed, nevermind on a regular basis.

She walks down the corridor towards his room with a spring in her step, and a smile on her face. As she steps through the double doors, Sarah barely notices his wives. What she does notice is Negan sitting at the bar with Grace.

Grace seems much more upbeat since leaving the school, and it shows. The dark circles beneath her eyes have faded, and her hair is freshly washed, hanging in loose waves.

Sarah's stomach rolls a little. She shakes her head, making her way over to the both of them.

"Hey."

"Hey." Grace smiles. Before Sarah can think of a polite way to ask what the fuck Grace is doing here, Grace hops off the stool. "I was actually looking for you."

"You were?" Sarah asks with a frown.

"Yeah. I made you something." Grace hands Sarah what looks like a sheath. "I know yours broke when Vince.. well." She shakes her head. "I put a loop on it, so it'll go straight on your belt."

Sarah looks down at the sheath, a little taken aback. She was used to men being nice to her, that happened a lot, but women, she was certainly not used to women being nice. "Thanks, this.. this is great. You didn't have to."

Grace waves a hand. "It's the least I can do after what you did."

Negan watches Sarah in bemusement, wondering what's going on in her head. She was a hard girl to read, and he wasn't entirely sure he would want to read her.