NEGAN'S POV
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With every minute that passed I felt Carl's body temperature rising. There was a constant flow of tears falling down my face for a while now, I didn't know how to stop it, I couldn't stop it.

I couldn't help but blame myself for everything. If I hadn't let Carl out of my site when we got separated, he wouldn't be dying.

My now everyone down here knew, and no one was trying anything anymore. The atmosphere was thick and heavy. No one wanted to lose Carl.

Every chance I got I would play with some of Carl's hair or kiss him. I could tell it made him feel slightly better, but not by much.

When Rick finally arrived I didn't even care that he was here. I wanted this whole thing to be over, and I think what's happening to Carl might just end it, or escalate it.

Rick quickly noticed how silent, and unwilling everyone was to look at him, almost as quick as he noticed me.

Rick crouched down in front of Carl and looked at him.

They had a small unspoken conversation, and Carl lifted his shirt up, and pulled the bandage down.

Rick's face dropped even more than it already had.

"N-no.. how.." He trailed off, looking down at the ground as his own tears fell.

I bit my lip to keep from sobbing as I pressed my face into Carl's hair.

Daryl walked up to Rick and wrapped his arms tightly around him as he started crying harder.

Carl was leaning into me. And for the first time since we were at the gates i got a really good look at him.

His normally soft skin was a sickly gray white color, his plump lips were now cracked and chapped, Carl's cheekbones and eyes were sunken in, and his hair was sticking to his sweating face.

My breath caught in my throat, I let myself sob, cause there was no fuckin way I was gonna be able to hold it back.

Rick finally calmed down enough to turn his attention back to Carl.

"What is he doing here." He asked Carl, his voice cracking.

"I want him here.." Carl said barley above a whisper.

I think Rick finally noticed how bad I actually was crying.

"Why are you crying? You have no right to cry, let alone even be here!" Rick said raising his voice with the last sentence.

"I love him too Rick!" I shot back at him. No one said anything for a while.

"I'm sorry for everything that's happened. When this is all over, I'm done. I'll leave you all alone. You can kill me for all I care, but I doubt that's what Carl wants." I said, my voice wavering and cracking the whole time.

Daryl stood up and turned to everyone, ordering them to go back to their homes. They all gladly complied.

"Here, I have something for all of you." Carl said beside me, his voice raspy as if it was trying not to work.

He pulled a small stack of poleriods out of his Jean pocket and handed one to each of us.

"The extra one I gave dad is for Judith." He explained.

I bit my lip to try and prevent anymore tears, to no avail.

I leaned over and kissed Carl. Neither of us wanted to pull away first, but at the same time his dad and Daryl we're right there.

I pulled away first and put the picture of Carl in my jacket pocket.

Carl reached up and took his hat off. "Give this to her too." He quietly told Daryl. He nodded as he took the hat.

"I love you, all of you. I'm sorry." He whispered, his own tears falling.

"We all love you too, baby boy." I whispered back, kisses the top of his head.

A few minutes later Carl brought up the one thing I was trying not to think about

"I have to do it.." he said simply. All three of us started protesting, but Carl didn't listen.

"I know it's supposed to be someonei love, but I have to do this." Carl said with a breathy voice. I could tell how difficult it had become for him to breath.

Carl turned to Rick and Daryl. "I'm sorry Dad.." he started.

"I let you down.. and I'm so sorry.. you were the best dad I could've asked for." He said, tears falling down his cheeks. I gently whipped them off with my thumb and let him continue.

"Daryl.. take care of him and Judith, please." Carl said. I saw tears beimming the redneck's eyes. "Course Carl." He mumbled, barley even able to look at him.

"Don't let him shut down like he did when mom died." Carl finished, turning to me.

He smiled at me slightly. "Hey old man." He said, it made me smile at him sadly. "Hey baby boy." I replied.

"I love you so fucking much." He mumbled pressing his forehead against mine. I sobbed quietly. "I love you too, more than anything." I murmured back.

"Please.. when I'm gone, stop this.. work together. All three of you need to promise me that." He demanded looking between all three of us.

We all nodded in agreement. "Okay.. go up out of here... I love you all." He whispered.

I gently grabbed the side of his neck and kisses him slowly and gently. Carl kissed back, barley placing his hand on my chest. I very reluctantly pulled away. I moved away and stood up.

Rick hugged his son as tight as he dared, as if he was a afraid to break him.

Rick finally let him go and stood up next to me. Even Daryl hugged Carl.

Once we were all stood up I saw his hand go to the gun strapped to his side.

A whole new wave of grief and tears crashed over me. I leaned down and kissed the top of his head, smelling his hair one last time.

We all climbed up, leaving Carl.

Rick sat on the edge of the sewer, his legs down the entrance.

Darling and I stood on opposite sides of him.

The tell noise rang out. All three of us flinched. Daryl just looked down at the ground while Rick broke down sobbing.

My breath caught in my throat as I started to try and walk away. I fell to my knees and cried.

I cried harder than I had ever cried in my whole life. He was gone.. the hallow feeling in my stomach was nauseating, the muscles on my ribs hurt.

A few minutes passed and I had managed to calm down, I didn't think I would be able to shed anymore tears but I was wrong.

I heard heavy foot steps come my way, then saw a hand reach out.

I looked up at Rick. I just stared at him for a second. Rick nodded, I grabbed his hand and let him help me up.

"I know it'll never make up for anything I've done to you people, but I am so very sorry for all of it.." I told Rick. He just nodded.

"If Carl could get passed it and see a good man, then I'll try to do that too." Rick said.

I nodded.

"C'mon, let's give im the burial he deserves." Daryl said quietly.

Rick and I made eye contact. With some kind of unspoken agreement we nodded.

I was gonna keep my promise to Carl. For the rest of my life.

I love him so fucking much...

Fin..

(A/N: I would like to say thank you to everyone, this has been the best thing ever. I actually cried writting this.. it's been fun, till next time)