#when people say that Negan is like baby Hershel's 'step father' it makes me wanna drink bleach

[tenpintsof-sundrop]

seeing people shipping Negan and Maggie: excuse me, I have to- (projectile vomiting)

seeing people shipping Negan and Rick: hey, Picasso. I like it

[tricksters-captain]

Negan imagines - The Blame Part 18

AN: This is the final chapter until the walking dead starts back up in February. You guys should get the drill by now :)

Catch up here: (Part 1)(Part 2)(Part 3)(Part 4)(Part 5)(Part 6)(Part 7)(Part 8)(Part 9)(Part 10)(Part 11)(Part 12)(Part 13)(Part 14)(Part 15)(Part 16)(Part 17)

Overall Summary: You’re the one who accidentally led the Saviours to the group cause Negan has an interest in you. Rick’s daughter.

In this chapter: Escaping the sanctuary may not be a good thing for you

Pairing: Negan x reader, Father!Rick x Daughter!Reader

Word count: 2,607

Warnings: None 

You stood at one of the broken windows – off to the side in order to stay out of view from any onlookers or hidden snipers, not that anyone on the other side would shoot you anyways. The noise of the walkers were deafening and your anxieties had you biting your thumb. 

This place was going ass up, you needed to evacuate soon before the walkers or the famine got to you. 

You felt a hand run over your shoulder and rest behind your neck. You knew it was Negan. 

You turned and was met by his smirk, he pulled you towards him and kissed your forehead. You closed your eyes and silently exhaled. 

“You alright?” Negan asked, 

“I’m fine.” You nodded, pulling away from the man and wrapping your arms around yourself. 

“Come on.” He wrung his arm around your shoulders and lead you away, resting his lips on the side of your head as he breathed in your hair. 

“Eugene got us a way out yet?” You asked, 

“He goddamn better.” Negan grumbled, pulling his arm away from you as you approached narrower halls. 

That’s when you heard the gunshots. 

“What the?!” Negan ran ahead, but behind you, you could hear the snipers at the top windows firing outside. You figured it had to be your dad. 

The next crash you heard, you could have sworn shook the whole building. 

You managed to catch up to Negan and he told you that someone on the outside had put a huge truck sized hole in the sanctuary and that dead was filling in like rushing water. 

You took it upon you to be as resourceful as you could by running down to the lower levels and helping evacuate as many people as you could get whilst keeping the dead off their backs. 

“You alright?” You knelt down in front of an older woman and her child whom you had managed to pull from the carnage. Fortunately they hadn’t been bitten but they had been shaken by it. 

The woman nodded and pressed a smile onto her face to show thanks. You ruffled the young girls hair and smiled at her but she was quiet, scared by the dead. She reminded you of Judith and it made your heart clench. 

“There’s my girl!” Negan burst down the hall with a smile on his face. 

You rose and stepped towards him. 

“Good news?” You asked, the smile on his face cannot be due to having a house full of walkers. 

“Good news indeed, baby girl.” Negan opened his arms, smiling widely. “We have got a way outta here.” 

“You are coming with me.” Negan pointed at you as he swung open the door to the truck, you knew that would be the case. You tucked your colt into your belt and clambered in beside him. 

“Looks like Haircut pulled through.”  One of the saviours said as they passed the truck window.

“That he did.” Negan said as he stretched his arms up and around you. 

As the trucks started up and down the tracks, you knew where your destination was and didn’t even need to ask. 

You just prayed your dad was smart enough to leave Alexandria and hide far away for a while. 

Fortunately for you, Carl should be safe as Negan had far gone off the idea of making your dad hurt that way as it’d only encourage him further to take Negan down but instead he just wanted Rick to die. Rick was a pain in Negan’s side that he just wants gone. 

You felt Negan’s fingers brush along the side of your arm gently. 

You closed your eyes for a moment, reflecting on simpler times. 

Home. Mom. Dad. Shane. Carl. School. Friends. Friends. Friends. Frenzy.  Virus. Hospital. Dad. Shane. Run. Atlanta. Daryl. Glenn. Dad. Family. Death. Gun. Farm. Maggie. Beth. Hershel. Pregnant. Prison. Woodbury. Governor. Judith. Death. Mom gone. Woodbury. Governor. Attack. Prison. Attack. Safe. Illness. Walkers. Governor. Michonne. Hershel. Death. Walkers. Escape. Run. Run. Run. Claimed. Terminus. Cannibals. Escape. Run. Gabriel. Hospital. Beth. Death. Abraham. Aaron. Alexandria safe-zone. Alexandria safe-zone. Alexandria safe-zone. Safe zone. Safe. Wolves. Walls. Fall. Herd. Death. Carl. Eye. Jesus. Hilltop. Saviours. Saviour base. Attack. Maggie. Pregnant. Field. Men. Man. Negan. Smile. Gun. Belt. Hand. Skin. Run. RV. Stretcher. Followed. Captured. Whistle. Kneel. Negan. Lucille. Abraham. Death. Glenn. Death. Eye. Maggie. Blood. Blood. Blood. 

You opened your eyes, bringing you back to the now. 

Negan’s fingers still stroking along your skin. 

You didn’t reach Alexandria until dark. It was a long drive with a few small setbacks. 

You clung onto the door and jumped out of the truck. Silently praying that Rick wasn’t there to answer this call. 

“See, sweetheart, this is where we see what side you’re truly on.” Negan muttered lowly to you before he swaggered up to the gates with Lucille in his grip and knocked with three loud metallic whacks. 

You could feel the presence of two of the saviours behind you. You had no doubt that Negan probably asked them to keep an eye on you during all of this. 

“You may be wondering why the hell your lookouts didn't sound the alarm. See, we are polite. I mean, I don't know when they're gonna wake up from that kinda shot, but they should wake up. So let's just cut through the cow shit -- you lose. It's over.  So you're gonna line up in front of your little houses, and you're gonna work up some apologies, and then the person with the lamest one is gonna get killed. Then I kill Rick in front of everybody, and we move on. You have three – count 'em – three minutes to open this gate, or we start bombing the shit out of you!” Negan announced. 

You felt your whole body go cold as he begun whistling. 

You fidgeted as you waited, your arms wrapped tight around yourself, Negan pretended not to notice. 

“Two minutes, people! Dig deep. I want these apologies to be memorable. Bonus points for creativity. Work up a poem, sing a song. I love that shit.” Negan continued. He waited and then announced the one minute mark. 

To you, Alexandria seemed too quiet. Something was going but fortunately, Negan didn’t pick up on that. 

“Okey-dokey. Brought this on yourself, Rick. See, was willing to work with you. All you had to do was follow a few very simple rules. Now – well, now I see that you got to go. Scorched earth, you dick!”  Negan paced, swinging Lucille by his side when Carl appeared, raising all guns to him, which made you step forward instinctively. 

“He’s not home.” Carl informed you all.  

“Oh-ho-holy shit! Everybody hold your fire. It's Carl.” Negan smiled widely at your brother.

“Carl, stand down.” You called, sick to your stomach with concern. 

“Woah-oh-oh, princess, give the boy a chance.” Negan stepped forward, leaning back slightly as he pointed Lucille up at Carl. “Look at you. Answering the door like a big boy. I am so proud. Daddy's not home, huh? Well, I guess he's gonna get back to a big old smoky surprise.” 

“There's families in here. Kids. My little sister.” Carl warned the man, 

“Well, that shit just breaks my heart. There's kids at the Sanctuary. You must've seen 'em. Even had a little baby at one of the outposts. I wonder what happened to her.” Negan dropped the microphone and grew closer to Carl. “None of this shit's fair, kid. Hell, you know that. You had to kill your own mom. That is screwed up. Ergo, we need someone in charge who's willing to do whatever it takes to make sure that shit doesn't happen.” Negan paused, chuckling. “Oh. Wait. That's me.” 

“Bad stuff does happen, but we can figure this out. We can stop this.” You didn’t know why but Carl taking charge scared you more than anything. 

“Oh, now you want to talk? See, your dad had it that I died, He gave my people a choice. Not me. Now we're gonna need a new understanding. Apologies, punish––”

“––Kill me.” Carl cut Negan off and with that, your heart stopped. 

“Carl. Stand down. Now.” You were trying to sound authoritative but you couldn’t help the plead. 

There was a silence as what Carl just said stunned everyone. 

“What did you say?” Negan asked, cocking his head at the young boy. 

“If you have to kill someone, if there has to be punishment, then kill me. I'm serious.” Carl ignored your plea, he didn’t even look towards you when he spoke next. 

“You wanna die?” Negan asked, 

“No, I don't. But I will. It's gonna happen.” Carl shook his head and shrugged as if it wasn’t his life he was talking about. “And i... if me dying could stop this, if it can make things different for us, for you, for all those other kids, it'd be worth it. I mean, was this the plan? Was it supposed to be this way? Is this who you wanted to be?” 

Your eyes shot to the back of Negan’s head and then back up at your brother. They stung with the tears you refused to let free. 

That’s when a crash at the back of Alexandria drew your attention away. The walkies went off saying that the people were making a break and when you looked back Carl was gone. 

“Son of a bitch, Carl! Was that just a play?! I thought we were havin' a moment, you little asshole!” Negan roared before sending the signal for the guns. “Bombs away!” 

You watched Alexandria burst into flames. 

You so desperately wanted to run inside but even if you tried you wouldn’t make it and Negan would lose all trust in you. 

“Take a good long look at that, darling.” One of the saviours grumbled in your ear as you stared. 

“Charlie! Back off!” The other saviour who was meant to be watching you, yanked the other away. 

“There a problem over here, gentlemen?” Negan suddenly became even more alpha-male than usual as two men were fraternising with his woman. 

“No, Negan.” The man backed off. 

Negan turned his back on them but shot daggers with his eyes. 

“Break it down!” He ordered for the gates to be opened. 

He entered through the now broken gates and spotted one of the burning houses to his right. “Well, shit. Solar panels? We coulda used those. That convoy, they got away, huh? All of 'em? Kid's still gotta be here. I think he wanted to go down with the ship. Search the place. Find him, tie him up. Don't kill him. Blow up every other house.  I'm gonna go to Rick's, make a little spaghetti. When he shows up, send him my way.” Negan started to walk away but you heading the opposite direction stopped him. 

He took a few large strides but caught your arm and pulled you back. 

“And where do you think you’re going?” He asked, 

“To search.” You said with confidence as if it would work on him just letting you go. “Please Negan, I promise I’ll be back. I just need to see he's safe, not hurt.”

Negan thought for a moment. 

“Fine. Go, be a good big sister but if you aren’t back––” Negan went to finish but you cut him short. 

“––I know.” You assured him, adding a quick kiss between the both of you just to gain some extra trust.

You ran ahead with a gun in hand and another saviour on your tail to keep an eye on you. 

You knew how your brother’s mind worked so it wasn’t surprising that you were the one to find him. 

You ran ahead, just about losing your tail when you heard some of the other saviours yell. 

“On the ground, kid!” 

Carl let off a smoke bomb and you lost sight of him but within a matter of seconds, a hand was wrapped around your wrist and someone was pulling you towards a hole in the ground. 

“Carl.” You hadn’t hugged your brother harder than in that moment. The two saviours above walked straight over the both of you. Thank god for the sewers. 

Carl silently beckoned you down the sewers but you stopped.

“Carl, you know I can’t come with you.” You told him, refusing to take another step. 

“Why the hell not?” Carl furrowed his eyebrows in complete confusion. 

“Negan––” 

“––Enough!” Carl was sick of hearing about him, sick of you being on the wrong goddamn side.

“Carl.” You scolded him for raising his voice at you. “He’ll kill us both and you know that.” 

“Only if he finds us.” Carl argued. 

“Carl...” Your words trailed away when Carl lifted his shirt to reveal a bandage. He peeled the dressing back and you saw the teeth mark, the inflamed skin. 

“When?” You whispered, too scared to speak any louder incase it broke. 

“It doesn’t matter” 

And that was that. You followed him down the pipeline. 

When you reached the Alexandrians, you gave Judith the biggest kiss and hug. You had missed her so much. 

Then you sat with Carl. His head resting against your shoulder and his eyes closed. 

You could feel his breathing was shallow and sweat covered his hair and face. 

Your hand was interlocked with his as tears rolled down your cheeks. He weakly gave your hand a squeeze when he opened his eyes and spotted some bodies coming your way. 

You looked up and scrambled to your feet when you saw who it was.

It was Daryl, Rosita, Tara and Dwight. 

Daryl thrusted towards you and hugged you, picking you up off the ground and you smiled into his neck. 

“I missed you too.” You chuckled as he put you down, resting his forehead against yours for a second. 

You sat back down with Carl after and waited some more. 

For your dad. 

When they arrived, your dad rounded the corner and immediately spotted you and your tear stained cheeks. 

You stood and wrapped your arms around the man, his hand held the back of your head and he shook as he held you. 

Behind him, you saw Michonne who was to your relief was alive since you thought she had died the last time you were in Alexandria. 

The hug with Rick was much longer than anybody else. He finally had you back. 

You briefly hugged Michonne as she was like a second mother to you but then the dreaded reality returned and everyone’s eyes landed on the very unhealthy looking Carl. 

Rick looked at you with a furrowed brow but you just teared up again and took a step back. 

Carl lifted his shirt. Removed the patch. Revealing it to everyone else. 

“I brought him here. That's how it happened.” Carl referred to the stranger amongst the rest.

Michonne collapsed to her knees in front of Carl and started to cry. 

Your dad just seemed as broken as you.

You looked away, running your hand over you face to gather some composure. 

And then you walked. 

“Where are you going?” Your dad chased after you. 

“I can’t stay.” You admitted, 

“You’re not going back?” Rick just stared at you in shock, and you tried to ignore the hurt you saw in his eyes.

You didn’t answer. 

“You can’t.” Rick swallowed his tears. 

“I have to.” You walked away from him and didn’t look back. 

You couldn’t stay. 

You couldn’t stay and watch him die. 

“Do you have any idea what you’re doing?” Dwight stopped you just before you reached the manhole.

“Do you?” You retaliated. He was the double agent. He let this happen. 

PART 19

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