Eugene

Imagine being in a relationship with Eugene and finding a letter from him that leads you to a railroad crossing where he's being held captive by a savior.

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You pull the crumpled note out of your pocket and read it over again. A set of morse code letters were sloppily written onto the piece of paper.

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Where road meets track.

You knew of only what place Eugene could have been talking about in his note. You felt giddy as you got closer to where you knew Eugene would be. 

You'd had a feeling he'd been planning something for the two of you for a few days now after he dropped several lengthy hints. 

As you near the railroad crossing, you hear voices. An unfamiliar voice and the panicked voice of Eugene. You rush ahead to see that Eugene is on his knees in front of a man who quickly pulls his gun when he spots you. Eugene looks nervously from the gun to you. 

"What the hell is going on here?" You question, reaching for your gun.

The man stops you. "Ah ah ah," He presses his gun against Eugene's temple and you stop dead in your tracks.

"Now, if you don't wanna watch me blow your boyfriend's brains out on these tracks, I suggest you take your holster off and don't try anything funny."

You nod and slowly undo the gear belt that you have your holster attached to. You set it on the ground in front of you.

"You got a name?" You ask as you watch the man carefully.

"You can call me Negan."

Of course, it was another Savior.

You wanted to distract the savior and try to get closer to them. You had no advantages from such a long distance.

"What about you, pretty lady, you got a name?" The Savior asks.

You take a slow and careful step forward. "y/n. Call me, y/n."

"Hey, hey, watch your feet." The Savior warns and he points his gun around a bit.

Eugene's face is sweating profusely as he anxiously watches you. "How long have you been with the Saviors?" You ask the man. 

Another careful and deliberate step. You're only a few feet away from the Savior.

"Long enough to know who you are." He sneers. "You're one of Rick's right hands. Negan wanted to take you as one of his wives but you spit in his face. Took this chump instead." The Savior kicks Eugene in the side and that's when you snap.

You lunge towards the Savior and tackle him, knocking the gun out of his hand. The two of you wrestle in the tracks, scraping your skin on the rails and rocks.

You try to look for the gun but get clocked in the face when you take your eyes off the Savior. You roll off of him and onto the tracks. He pulls himself on top of you and as he pulls his fist back to punch you, the sound of a gun being cocked distracts the both of you. 

Eugene is standing on the side of the tracks, both of his hands shaking as he points the gun at the Savior. 

The Savior slowly puts his hands up as he watches Eugene. Eugene goes to pull the trigger but the gun doesn't fire. 

The safety was still on. 

The Savior laughs and while he's distracted you quickly punch him in the face, knocking him hard into unconsciousness as he falls off of you.

Eugene drops the gun and stumbles over to you. "I regret to inform you that I think that small piece of weaponry there has backfired on me and almost cost your very existence here with us."

You chuckle and stand up in the tracks. Putting a hand on his shoulder you tell him, "You left the safety on."

He looks back at the gun on the ground and sighs. "I suppose that would be an accurate reason as to why said firearm failed me in my desperate attempt to help you despite my lack of survival skills."

You smile. "You did good, Eugene."

He raises an eyebrow, "I did?"

You nod.

He smiles. "I suppose my fiddling with the weapon at hand distracted the Savior long enough for you to land that single strike knockout punch and-"

You interrupt him as you quickly press your lips against his. It always worked to shut him up with a kiss. 

When you pull away, he waits a second before speaking again.

"I did well."

You nod. "Very well, now shut up and kiss me again."

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