"Alright you sorry sons a bitches!"

Hellen slammed her nightstick onto the railing to get everyone's attention. She could practically feel Negans smirk as he walked up those factory steps and everyone bowed down before him.

"Nice fuckin intro there."

Negan said eyeing Hellen. The years had passed and the Saviors had blossomed under Negan's control. Hellen had seen first hand what he was doing and how he was taking nothing and turning it into something.

So she helped him. And several years later it had blossomed into the Sanctuary they had now. Together Negan and Hellen pushed one another into making this -- and they both knew it.

"Alright ladies and gentlemen! Boy and girls! Today is gonna be a productive damn day! Today we are gonna shine!"

Negan's voice bellowed through the old factory reaching everyone's ears. His grin widening that much more as he spoke.

"Today after work you all know what happens! Today is our special girl's day! Another year older -- so let's work hard so we can all play hard afterwards!"

Negan finished winking at Hellen, who rolled her eyes. Walking away from the group Negan and Hellen were side by side as they walked. Lucille resting on his shoulder while he whistled as they moved along.

Morning rounds was something Hellen usually did by herself, but Negan had taken it upon himself to accompany her this fine morning.

"You're in a cheerful fuckin mood."

She spoke up looking out of the factory windows that they passed. A chuckle slipped from Negan's lips and he looked down at her with an arched brow.

"Why wouldn't I be? S'not everyday my girl turns twenty-six."

"First off, not your girl -- "

Negan was quick to grab her by the shoulder and trap her between himself and the wall they passed by. The spot between her legs tightened as she instantly became aroused by the action. He looked down at her and smirked.

"The hell you ain't."

He whispered his lips lowering to move over hers, but she stopped him with her finger being placed over him before he could kiss her.

"And two twenty-six ain't nothing to make a big deal over."

She said tapping her finger against his lips. Hellen and Negan's relationship was a very complicated one. First off, she wasn't like his wives in the terms of everything. She wasn't short, skinny, or pretty. She was tall, chubby, and tomboish. She also didn't like things handed to her for nothing.

So it surprised her one day when Negan had asked her to be his wife shortly after his second wife came into the picture. She rejected his offer, however, Negan wasn't one to be pushed to the side. So the two of them were a complicated relation.

"You're really givin me a stiffy right now girl."

"Oh no whatever shall you do? Ask one of your ten wives maybe?"

She teased moving aside Negan and slipping past him. He growled playfully and grunted happy to have found her when he did. She had come out of her shell since then. Since that day she had gotten closer to Negan she realised that nobody tried to fuck with her.

She had heard that he had informed everyone that if anything happened to her, he'd kill em. Simple as that.

"I fucking hate you."

He growled following to catch up with her.

"Love you too."

She played back causing Negan to chuckle.

"So what do you have planned for tonight?"

He asked wondering if she was going to attend the party that he had set up for her after work. She shrugged knowing good and well Negan wanted her at her own party.

"Hot bath, good book, lots of sleep."

She said her own little smile tugging the side of her lips. Negan scoffed and nudged her with his elbow.

"Common girl. You know you've got a damn party after all this!"

"Relax Negan, I'll be there."

"Damn right you'll be there."

He muttered under his breath causing Hellen to simply roll her eyes and walk on.