12 days of Christmas (Cegan & Rickly)

On the 11th day of Christmas my true love gave to me

Carl was packing his things since he goes home tomorrow morning. He was so happy to be going home, He missed his family so much and couldn't wait to spend Christmas with them. He knew Negan was a bit bummed out for it but had to understand that he was a teen that wanted to be with his family. He looked at Negan's gift he got him and smiled at it. He looked over and saw that he forgot Lucille on the table.

The teen picked the bat up and looked at it. It felt so weird having her in his hands like this. He ran his fingers along the smooth wood all the way up to the barb wire. He saw at very old blood stains you can tell that was wiped clean many times. Even some of the wire had very small pieces of old flesh in it. His hands shook holding Lucille since she was used to murder many people even two of his friends, he looked on the other side and saw the small hole where Rosita shot her.

"What are you doing baby boy?"

Carl jumped and turned around with the bat still in his hands. "I was just looking at her and wanted to hold her." He said as he passed the bat to Negan.

"She is beautiful isn't she? Don't worry you can touch her." He smiled as he held the bat over his shoulder. "Lucille likes you anyways. Not as much as she loves bashing brains in but pretty close." He winked at the teen. "I never let anyone touch unless its to bring her to me, but your allowed to touch her as much as you want." Negan glared at the teen's packed bags and frowned at it. "All packed up?" He asked.

Carl nodded his head and smiled. "Yup, should I give you, your gift now to wait for tomorrow?" He asks the older man.

"Tomorrow, it will be better that way." He pulled the teen to him and kissed his forehead and turned and headed towards the door. "I have some work I need to do, so I'll see you tonight for your last gift." he said as he left the room.

Carl had the feeling Negan was upset that he was leaving tomorrow. But he just brushed it off and left the room to go and get something to eat.

The teen grabbed a tray of food for lunch. Today was tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches. He sat down at Negan's table and looked around as so many people eyed him up and down. It made him feel so uneasy but he just went back to his meal. Carl wanted to give something wonderful for Negan he couldn't think of anything, he sighed trying to think of some and then it clicked in. He was going to find a photo of himself and Lucille. He had to find out where Negan use to live at.

Once the teen was finished his lunch he went outside and took one of the cars and drove off. He pulled over to an old payphone and he walked over to it and grabbed the old phone book and looked for an address and to his surprise he found one. He ripped the page out and hopped back in the car and drove to the address it said.

Carl drove for 45 minutes until he found the house. He bit his lower lip and got out of the car and made sure to have his gun out in case of any walkers where nearby or inside. He slowly opened the door and entered the house. He looked around and saw someone was here and took a lot of the stuff, he made his way to the old bedroom and slowly opened the door and saw an old bed and dresser. Carl looked around and saw it the picture of Negan holding a woman in his arms he had a feeling it was Lucille. He picked up the photo and looked at it and placed it in his bag, Then he left the house and walked over to his car and got in. Carl wondered was this a wonderful gift or a depression one? He shook his head and drove back to the sanctuary and hoped Negan didn't know he took off with one of his cars. He parked the car and got out and saw Negan with Simon talking to him.

The tried to sneak by them but Negan knew he was there. "Where did you go?" He asked not even looking at the teen.

"I was out looking for another gift for you." Carl said to the older man. "I didn't go far." He smiled at him as he went to the door to go inside.