"I uhm wanted to talk to you." Spencer said. Carl narrowed his eyes looking the man up and down. Judith clung to her brother and Daryl could just tell something was wrong. "I think you should take Rick out."

Daryl yelped and Carl let out an angry grunt. "Now," Negan cocked his head, "why's that?"

"Ever since he got here, he's ruined everything. People have died, he isn't a good leader. He was taken out by you right, he's no longer a true alpha. You should appoint someone better that will listen to your new rules and do more to make sure this happens and gets done well."

A few people were starting to congregate, sensing Daryl's agitation. "So you just think you can come up here and tell me to kill my son and daughter's father, and appoint you as leader? Is that what you want?"

"Well, no I-."

Rosita was growling, she was glad they hadn't told everyone about their plans to take the sanctuary down, or he may have given them the information. Daryl noticed Negan's hand move, he smiled a soft bit as his alpha inched closer. "So you don't have the guts to take him out yourself and appoint yourself leader?"

"Well I-."

"You don't got guts, clearly. At least he is still out there, looking for stuff for us to take back. He has the guts to trust me with his daughter and son, but you. You don't got guts."

Spencer let out a cry as Negan's knife slammed into his belly, everyone's eyes grew wide in surprise as Negan cut his stomach open. Negan cocked his head as Spencer fell to his knees, his guts spilling onto the blacktop. Rick had made his way over just as it happened.

"Well I was dead wrong, he fucking does have guts. Never been so wrong in my life." He did a bit of a turn, his eyes landing on Rick. "Save you some time, found a rat in your midst. Wanted me to kill you, and I just can't take my sweet little girls dad out can I?" He asked, reaching for Judith. Carl grunted, Negan gave him a look before realizing it was due to the blood on his hands. "You might want to get someone to clean this up huh?"

"Uhm.. Yes alright."

Daryl grinned, he oddly found Negan attractive covered in blood. Negan chuckled and kissed Daryl's cheek before he swung his bat a bit. "Pretty thing." Negan mumbled. Daryl teetered and Negan chuckled. "Your knee is healing fine hun."

Rage ran through Rosita, that night coming into her mind once more. Abraham's death, Glenn's death, Maggie's pain, Rick's drop, Daryl's abuse and rape. She lifted her gun up aiming for his head, but she missed as Negan spun his bat. Negan's eyes widened in anger. "You bitch! You shot Lucille."

"I was aiming for your head!" Rosita swore as Arat knocked the gun from her hand, holding her knife to Rosita's cheek.

"Wait, please don't kill her." Daryl begged. "Please."

Negan glared at his mate, turning Lucille in his hand. "Now wait a damn minute, how the fuck do y'all have bullets." Rosita froze, and Eugene instantly began to cry. Eugene cracked within seconds and claimed he had made the bullets. "I won't kill her, but I'm taking your bullet maker."

"Eugene isn't worth taking." Daryl tried to argue, but he was cut off.

"You want to come back here, pretty boy?"

"Yes..."

"Then shush up love," Negan grunted. "Arat, cut her up a little so she will remember what she did today, load the bullet maker up. Seems we are going, Dwight take my mate and my children to the car while I talk to Rick."

Daryl looked back in panic as Negan placed Lucile close to Rick's face. "If anyone of your pack ever attempts on my life again. I will kill you, them, and the rest of your damn pack. I don't need you, I keep you alive so Daryl doesn't hate me forever. I only keep you alive for my children but I will take you out without hesitation." Rick gulped and nodded. Then Negan grew closer, "and I know you kissed my mate, I'm no fucking idiot. You're lucky I have let you live this long. Understand me?"

Rick nodded. "Yes alpha."

"That's it bitch. I have been trying so fucking hard to be nice for my mate, but if I need to I will go back to being mean. You want that?"

"No."

"That is what I thought." Negan pushed him away. "I'm trying Ricky, but I will go back to what I was. Who I was."

Rick watched as they left and turned on Rosita. "What the fuck?"

"Aren't you angry!" She yelled. "Aren't you wanting to fight?"

"We have plans for that Rosita, we aren't supposed to be just going after him. We want to take out all of the Sanctuary. Killing him will kill Daryl."

"You were here, you could take him." Rosita barked. "I- I need the old Rick back."

Rick's eye twitched, but she was right. He still wasn't himself yet, and he needed to fix that. However he knew that there were problems with fighting without a plan. "He could kill us, our whole pack if you just kill. You're lucky that he didn't kill you!"

"He took Eugene."

"At least that's all he did." He barked. "He could have killed you or the rest of us Rosita, were you even thinking?"

"He treats Daryl like a toy, he is taking your children from you. He has impregnated Daryl. He killed our people, killed our family and has used us like pack mules."

"If we just kill them, without any ideas as to what we are planning you are just going to get our people killed. We will kill them, when we can get Daryl and the pups out. When we can make sure that no one innocent will be killed. To ensure our people aren't killed." 

Daryl was holding Judith while Carl and Negan talked, Eugene had been sent down to the cells for a while while they debated what to do with him. "Don't hurt Eugene."

"Oh I don't plan to hurt him, but you and your mom are the same. Too nice, which is cute honestly but sometimes you gotta be a little rough. Ya got me?" Carl only nodded. "Don't let people hurt what you love, or who you care about, you got me?"

"You hurt my mom, killed people I cared about."

Negan grew silent, he didn't know how to respond to that. "I- I get it alright. We are family now though kid, alright?"

"I understand.." Carl let out a soft whimper; he wanted things to just be better and feel safer for everyone. "If you want to, you could let my dad bite my mom again. We can all be a family."

"That isn't how that works." He muttered. "We can't ju-."

"Why not?"

"You're just a pup you don't understand."

"You owe me." Carl grunted lifting his stump.

Daryl couldn't help but smirk at him. "You don't play fair." Negan grunted. "I kind of like that."

"So are you going to tell me?"

"I won your mother, if I allowed your dad to bite him again that means I'm conceding. I would lose the rights to the Alexandria pack, and would have to share him."

Judith nuzzled into Daryl as the two alphas looked towards him. "So it's a matter of being top dog."

"Partly," Negan muttered. Carl cocked his head waiting for more of an answer. "Fine, yes that is pretty much it."

"Seems dumb." Carl mumbled picking at fluff on his jacket. Judith giggled, reaching for him. Carl picked her up and bounced her.

"It is your duty as an alpha to control and care for your pack."

"You said yourself that you now own Alexandria though, doesn't that make them a pack you should care for?"

Negan was dumbfounded by his line of questioning, and he didn't want to honestly argue about it with him. He didn't know how to argue with him about it either. He made some good points, and he wasn't really interested in getting upstaged by a teenaged pup.

"My main pack is my priority, the use of Alexandria and Hill-Top is to feed the main pack. I do protect them I keep them safe from harm if needed, but that is the main priority you understand don't you?"

"Not really.. Why wouldn't you try to care for the whale pack the same." Carl asked. "I'm just trying to learn, as an alpha you know?"

Negan tsked, the kid was too smart for his own good. "How about we go get something to eat, you three can have a nice lunch and maybe a cake or something while I talk to Simon and Dwight about the bullet maker."

"Eugene." Carl correct.

"Eugene." Negan repeated softly. The damn pups were growing on him.

Judith reached for Negan who obliged to carry her. The pup clapped her hands happily, Daryl just kept his mouth shut, he knew at this point it was harder to argue about things. He was too far in, their mate bond was making it practically impossible to go against Negan. If he had a bond with Rick it would be easier to have a backbone he wouldn't be just rooting for one mate.

He didn't even need them to like one another, hell he could care less if they spoke, he just didn't want to only be one person if Negan was his only option.He laid a hand on his belly thinking about their possible future.

He generally wasn't sure how he felt, he wasn't necessarily happy to be pregnant with Negan's child but his omegan instincts were also pushing doubts out. Negan nuzzled into Judith which caused Daryl's heart to burst.

"Fuck."

"You okay mom?" Carl asked, hearing the soft breathy swear. Daryl's face darkened for a moment in shame.

"I'm fine. Sorry."

Carl's brow narrowed but he knew there wouldn't be much of an answer from him if he tried. He knew that Carl would never understand. He was an alpha, he would never have to worry about a bond bite. Never have to worry about being the submissive one. Daryl tried to hide his worry. They made their way down to Eugene who was looking up at Negan with terror. "I will do anything for you, please just don't kill me."

Negan rolled his eyes.

This guy.

Daryl tried not to let out a growl, Eugene was such a pup. He had no loyalty either. "Well you'll be making bullets for me and my people."

Eugene only nodded. "As you wish." Daryl gave him a dirty look which Negan noticed. "Sir.."