62. Thank You

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Molly reunites with Negan and thanks him for his newfound selflessness. She starts to uncover revelations about Negan's attitude to her community and they discuss their place in it, together.

I opened my eyes slowly to see that my supposition was right.

There Negan was, eyes closed as he held my hand up to his face.

'Hi' I said softly as his eyes opened immediately and he grinned, the widest grin I had seen in a long time.

'You know I don't believe that the big man's up there but thank god' he said chuckling as I started to sit up.

I wrapped my arms around him as he leant in closer and kissed him on the cheek.

'I missed you and you're okay' I said gladly.

He was sat awkwardly on the chair next to my bed which made me confused until I looked down to see his thigh wrapped in a large bandage.

'What the hell happened?!' I asked worriedly.

'Ah just a fuckin' branch that cut my leg open but your boy gabey stitched me up real good so I'm fine' he said faux nonchalantly.

I nodded in relief and decided I couldn't stay in bed anymore since I felt fine.

I pulled out the IV and the other needles, wincing as I did so.

'Molly, you have to rest' Negan said seriously as I swung my legs over the side of the bed and started to stand.

I took a deep breath and pulled on my boots, taking one swig of water that was left on the nightstand.

'Molly' Negan repeated, frustrated at not being able to stop me as he couldn't walk.

I walked over to the window and looked out to the front gates to see Daryl, Judith, RJ, Michonne and Lydia having a snowball fight.

I chuckled to myself to see them so happy.

'How did a branch even hit your leg? You were in the church right?' I asked suspiciously.

He nodded.

'Mhm. Until the heating broke and we had to move to Aaron's. Judith went after the damn dog so I went after her' he said, like it was nothing.

I turned away from the window to look at him in awe.

'You saved her?' I asked in disbelief.

'It was nothin' he replied softly.

I moved around to him and helped him into his bed as I propped up his leg.

'Thank you, for saving her...you always did have a flair for the dramatic' I said smirking.

He chuckled and said reminiscing, 'you know, the last time I was here, Rick had just slit my throat open. So this, hell this ain't nothin'.

I nodded as he continued.

'She's a special girl, a damn spitfire and you, you've been through enough. No need to worry about me' he said smiling.

I knew he was talking about Tara and just looked down silently.

'I know now that she's with me, everywhere I go, everywhere I am. I thought losing her would weaken me, but I feel stronger than ever, like I have the strength to fight again and I will' I said with determination.

'Promise me that you won't rush into anything, promise you'll wait until you're better?' he pleaded as I sat on the edge of his bed.

'You know what I have to do, I have to end this now' I said seriously.

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