Honey opened the big double doors and stepped onto the roof, the blisteringly cold wind biting into her cheeks as her feet crunched over little white pebbles, the breeze flowing through her hair.

She raised her revolver at the Large man lay prone near the roof's edge, a long black rifle in his hands, and she smiled as she clicked her hammer back, the sound making Diego turn around slowly as it registered in his ears, laying his rifle down, almost reverently.

"I'm glad it's you, this must be our fate." He spoke, standing up and pulling his pistol out of his holster to aim it in Honey's direction, his face freshly shaved as the smell of cologne greeted her nose.

"You know what I came for, Diego" Honey walked towards the center of the roof space, her smile morphing into a grin and her head lowered, excitement pooling in her stomach and her heartbeat oddly steady as Diego nodded to answer her question.

"Oh, Diego...I'm going to have to kill you. It's such a shame...especially when you've just found your daughter, what will your Abuela do without you."

"It's you who's going to die, my girl. Then your husband, and then your friends." Diego shrugged, flicking away the cigarette that was balancing on his dry lips.

Honey laughed at him heartily, throwing her head back and barking into the wind as her revolver jingled under her heaves.

"After I kill you, I'll throw your body to the floor, you can be the last thing he see's before I put a bullet between his eyes" He retorted, his own chuckle floating away on the breeze.

They began to circle each other, with gun's raised and eyes locked. It was a scene from an old western movie, all they needed was an Ennio Morricone tune and the flapping doors.

"I'm not dying up on this roof, Diego...that ain't no way for a girl like to me go..."

Diego smiled at Honey and lowered his gun to the floor. "Let's do this the right way..." He pulled out a long knife from the belt on his thigh, duct tape wrapped around its handle for a better grip.

Honey smiled back and lowered her own revolver to the floor, pulling out her own knife and inspecting it in the light.

"Do you believe in God, Honey?" Diego questioned, looking up at the sky with wide dark eyes.

"Why Diego, are you worried about the state of my soul?" She spoke, bending down on her haunches to rub dirt on her hands.

"I believe...this world has shown me God, I've seen his work...you can only find God through pain and strife, only find him near the suffering."

Diego sermoned, absently running a finger down the edge of his blade as he ran his boots through a gathering of pebbles.

"I believe, Diego. Sadness brings mercy...I see the world clearly now. In this life...you kill or you die...or you die and you kill. God has wiped the slate clean and let the devil rule." She stood back up to her full height, gripping her blade tight as her nose started running with a fresh stream of blood.

"Shall we pray together?" He held out an outstretched hand, before Honey lowered her knife and reached for him, grabbing his forearm as he did the same to her.

Their heads bowed and eyes closed, compleately trusting each other to keep the moment sacred.

Padre nuestro,

que estás en el cielo.

Santificado sea tu nombre.

Venga tu reino...

They Locked eyes together and both uttered amens, shaking hands and backing away from each other.

"You understand why this has to happen, Honey. Why you both need to die?" Diego gently spoke, searching Honey's eyes and giving her an apologetic smile.

"Diego, I understand more than you know. But it's not down to you to do it, when you left you should never have come back. It's the one mistake that has cost you your life."

"I will make sure you don't come back. If you give up now I can make this quick for you...you don't have to feel anything." He offered to her, holding out his hand for her to take and smiling.

"I'll make sure Katie is safe, Diego. I'll look after like she was my own, you don't need to worry"

Diego suddenly sliced out, missing her stomach by mere inches as she jumped back and regained her footing, circling each other while holding out their blades.

"Surrender to it! fighting will only make it harder for you." He growled, aiming a brutal slice at her throat while she made a slash for his face, cutting his chin as he cut out a thick lock of her hair.

Diego bolted towards her, grabbing her arm and twisting her in a wide circle, using all his momentum to fling her to the floor, before she could get to her feet he was on top of her.

Honey screamed in exertion, holding his hands above her as he tried to plunge the knife into her heart, whispering sweet words to her as she squirmed with all her might underneath him, her hands slowly being overpowered.

"shh, shh...let go...that's it, it's like slipping into a warm bath."

She knew she couldn't hold him back for much longer, so she twisted her body so anywhere but her heart would take the blade and released the pressure on his hands.

His blade sliced deep into the meat of her shoulder, scraping against the bone as she felt the warmth gushing down her, sparks of agony hazing over her eyes.

She brought her knee up hard and nailed him in the crotch, making him curl up instinctively, but she took a massive headbutt to the nose, sending blood exploding over her face as her eyes watered and her throat burned.

She plunged her knife deep into the side of his chest, twisting it between his ribs as he screamed in pain.

He rolled off her and quickly got to his feet, her knife still stuck in his side as she shakily clambered upright, and before she could react he lunged at her, Honey ducking under his arms as she pulled the knife out of his side and slashed at his throat, but she suffered a deep gash on the back of her hand, as she yelped in pain at the sight of exposed tendons.

"GIVE UP!"

Honey knew she didn't have the strength to overpower him, he was too fast and even though his ribcage was oozing blood he wasn't going down.

She took a deep breath and held her knife southpaw, holding it by the blade and swinging it between her fingers, with one hard throw she threw the knife at him as it plunged into his stomach with a thick squelch, but all it elicited was a storming charge and she couldn't get away fast enough as he landed on top of her, his huge hands squeezing her throat as the breath left her and her lips and tongue tingled with electricity.

Her hand scrambled underneath him and she grabbed her blade, slicing it down with all her might and feeling a waterfall of hot fluids splash over her as Diego's mouth trickled with blood, his eyes glassing over.

His hands went limp around her throat as she rolled him off her and panted. Swallowing thickly when she saw Diego's guts spilled out around him.

"Well done..." He whispered to her, his fingers reaching into his pocket to pull out a little red ribbon, the most precious keepsake from his only child.

"I told you I wasn't going to die today, Diego. I'm sorry, I really am sorry it's come to this." Honey soothed him, squeezing his hand and looking down into his eyes.

"D-don't let me turn...and please...Katie." Diego muttered, clutching the ribbon into his palms.

"I'll make sure Katie's okay, I promise you...just close your eyes and rest, think of her."

Diego smiled with a sigh as he closed his eyes, the last breath rattling from his body and his hand dropping to the floor.

Honey cleaned her knife on her pant leg and stabbed it into his temple, saying a prayer over him and wrapping the ribbon around his wrist.

~

She ran into the courtyard to meet the trucks, Simon, Max, Benson and Dwight standing over two men and two women who were kneeling on the floor, guns to the back's of their heads.

"Honey, what the fuck happened to you?" Simon gasped, his head snapping back to take her in.

"Diego is dead...I can't find Gus, are they all that's left?"

Simon nodded slowly, watching the blood drip from her opened hand and the bruising erupting on her neck, her already red coat saturated with an even more crimson fluid. "These two sorry sacks killed Jackson and Lee" Simon added, as the other saviors opened the gates for the trucks as they steamed in, men jumping out from cabs and doors with guns raised.

"WHAT THE FUCK! Are they still in there?!" Negan boomed through his window, killing the engine and swinging open the door.

"No, Sir. There's just these four left, but nine of ours are dead. One of them got away-"

Gus suddenly sprang up from under a piece of tarpaulin from the bed of Negan's truck, wrapping an arm around his neck and holding a gun to his head.

"Put them down! Or ill KILL him!"

Negan chuckled and gestured for everybody to put their guns down as a huge grin spread on his face, but it wasn't from humor.

Everyone lowered their guns but Honey, who stepped up in front of them and looked curiously at the situation.

Negan's eyed widened when he saw the state of her, and he struggled against his captor. But Gus fired off a warning shot in the air, stilling him when he went to swing Lucille into his face.

"What ARE you doing Gus?" Honey purred, tilting her head and smiling at him.

"Honey! Honey, oh my god! Where's Anya?" Gus choked out, tightening his thick bicep around Negan's neck as it turned red, pushing his gun tighter into his temple.

"She's safe, I just knocked her out and locked her in the wives room...she had a gun to Amber's head" Honey lied through her teeth, shrugging her shoulders casually but adding pressure to her trigger. She only had three shots left.

"Are you telling the truth?!"

"Why would I lie, Gus? Come put the gun down and I'll show you...or you can bet your life if you're a gambler."

"No Honey, this ends now! He dies!" Gus shot as his eyes flicked to the sides.

"No Gus...if he dies, then Anya dies...as soon as you pull that trigger I'll kill you, then I'll kill Anya...I'll let her turn, and then put her on the fence" Honey warned through flared nostrils and a tight mouth.

"Honey...no, don't tell me he's finally got to you, too?" Gus admonished her.

"No...but you did, you lied to me didn't you? You used me for Anya's medicine, buttered me up...pretended to be a friend...then asked me for a favour...you knew she was getting worse, and now your new friends have killed your old ones."

"What else could I do, Honey?! But it doesn't change the way I feel about you. I did do that in the beginning...but I started to like you, started to feel for you...c-come with me, we can go together. Start a better life away from here. Away from HIM!" Gus offered, tightening his grip further around Negan's neck.

Honey sighed as if in agreement, lowering her revolver with a smile, causing everybody to flick her astounded glances and tighten up. But Negan slumped and his brow furrowed, his eyes widening at Honey's actions as Gus perked up.

"I'm tired of this now, Gus...I'm hungry, I'm in pain and I'm sick of people holding guns up to my head...let me make my position perfectly clear"

Honey quickly aimed her revolver at one of the prisoners and fired off a shot, sending his head into a hundred pieces and his body collapsing to the ground.

"Holy fuck, Gustavo! I'd listen to her if I was you, I don't think she's fuckin around!" Negan laughed, a grin eroding his previous look of defeat at her actions.

He had been watching her carefully, his heart secretly in his mouth as he waited nervously for her next moves. If she wanted to kill him and escape this would be her best chance, she had never been the same since...

"So now, Gus...lower the gun. Or one of the boys here will bring Anya down, and I'll kill her in front of you."

"Honey...what's happened to you? This isn't you?!" Gus frantically shook his head.

"No Gus, it really is." Honey raised her revolver again and fired at another captive, Gus flinching at the sight with his mouth agape.

"Next one goes in Anya. Last warning." Honey sneered, turning around quickly to shoot a nod at Simon when Gus didn't respond. "Simon...go get me Anya." He turned on his heels to walk into the building.

"NO! Okay...okay, Honey." Gus lowered his gun and shoved Negan out of his grasp, sending him a few steps forward as a flurry of men darted in his direction.

Negan quickly turned on his heels to swing Lucille at Gus's head, but at the last second the handsome, green-eyed ex-savior lifted up his pistol and aimed it at her leaders heart.

All present jumped at the booming sound of the bullet Honey fired into Gus's head, all eyes flicking to her stunned, as Gus's lifeless body collided with the cab bed with a dull thwack.

"Shut the fuck up, Gus." She turned around slowly as Negan rushed towards her, desperately checking her wounds with solemn eyes and a tight mouth, but she outstretched her arms and shoved him hard, sending him into the bonnet of the truck as he looked at her aghast.

"I'm not sure if you can handle me right now, old man. I'm on fuckin top from now on...now go and get them fuckin trucks ready and a shovel for the grave's that'll be dug. I'm going to DESTROY them and cut what's left of his people DOWN...vengeance is MINE...the Devil or Lucille can have them after I've finished."

Negan tilted his head and regarded her for a silent few seconds, a megawatt grin appearing on his face after he stroked his chin and let his eyes drift over her battered body, nodding in surrender and placing Lucille on his shoulder.

"We make one fuckin hell of a team dont we, baby?"

"Those fuckers won't know what fuckin hit them. They MADE us do this, there's NO other choice. It'll be the last time they cross us...they'll find no mercy...and tomorrow we can get the grenades ready, I'm gonna burn Alexandria to the ground"