Water droplets slid down her naked body and swirled into the drain. A large and calluses hand came over her back moving softly over her skin. The water warm as the gross entrails flowed off their bodies. Negan stood behind Hellen as she faced the shower wall. Steam rising up around them both like a curtain.

"I was worried about you."

She whispered feeling numb. Negan's eyes boring into her backside as his hand moved slowly over her skin.

"I was worried about you too. Damn near thought I wasn't gonna make it back to you sweetheart."

He heard her shuttered breath. His hand moving around to come down and around her waist. He pulled her into his chest and held her there. She whimpered, her hands coming up and around his arm that kept her close.

"Negan."

She pleaded wanting him to keep close to her. The shower was longer than usual, but all good things must come to an end. Negan had shut he had to get done and do and Hellen had things she had to do as well. There was so much going through the young woman's mind she didn't even know where to begin.

After the shower Negan vanished to go take care of things. Hellen was being left in the dark once again. She hated being left that way as if helping Negan run this place wasn't even her job at all. Now more than ever as things begun to escalate and seemed as if need and was trying to keep her as far away from all of this as possible.

Which keeping her away from everything was more than impossible seeing as how she was always dubbed as the queen around here standing beside Negan. She knew that he only wanted the best for her, he had shown her that time and time again over the last few years that they had known one another.

And even though he had asked her to be his wife, he never disrespected her like he did his other actual lives. His wives were miserable where she spent a little time with them throughout the night where is he would spend his entire days sometimes with her, Hellen.

She knew she shouldn't have been reading into everything. It always ended badly for her. Every single time. Nothing good had ever lasted long in her life and with the way things were going it almost seemed like things weren't going to last much longer.

And that's why she made the choice she made.

Negan had left her unguarded and she took that opportunity and turned it into her benefit. One of two things would end up happening with her next choice. And she could only hope that what happened would be the latter half in the back of her mind.

Taking a car without permission. Leaving the compound without telling anyone. Now she found herself before the gates of Alexandria. Guns pointed at her as she stepped out of her car and walking up toward the gate until she could see people standing guard up top.

"I'm here to see Rick!"

She called out having never seen the people she seen before. A woman stood guard with somewhat short brown hair and she didn't speak at all as she wore a black trench coat and the remainder being black.

Suddenly the gates opened. Hellen watched as Rick came walking out her way. His gun down to his side as he approached, but when he seen she was alone his mood seemed to change.

"Hellen, what are you doing here?"

"Please, I need to talk to you, Rick."

She begged feeling her nerves come undone. She had been holding herself together for much longer than what she had expected. She knew it was stupid and a huge risk to come here alone, she knew that. And she knew that if Negan ever found out he would be beyond furious. But she had to try something at this point.

"About what?"

Rick asked as Hellen caught Daryl right beside the gate. She looked from the redneck back to Rick.

"It's about Negan. Please this has to stop."

"It can't stop until he's dead Hellen, I'm sorry."

"No! Please you have to believe me when I say that Negan isn't like this! This isn't how he always was Rick!"

"He's killed too many innocent people -- "

"And you and your men didn't storm our outpost killing families all because you didn't wanna give up supplies!?"

Rick hushed for a moment. Hellened walked forward and noticed the guns on her from uptop, but she didn't care about herself right now. Stopping before Rick, she did the unexpected and dropped to her knees.

"I'm begging you on my fuckin knees Rick please."

She said turning her head up to look at him catching his eyes.

"Just don't kill him please."

She begged reaching out to grab his leg. Rick took a step back, but she wrapped her fingers around his pants leg and kept him in place.

"Lock him up, make him leave, do anything but kill him, Rick."

"Why?"

His eyes bright and worrisome. Hellen shook her head and sobbed a little.

"Because behind him being the biggest asshole known to man right now, there's someone there that is kind and good. He saved me when he didn't have to. He took care of me when I was hurt or sick. I'm not sure what's happened to him, but this ain't him."

Rick looked out around them for a moment to gather his thoughts before his eyes landed on Daryl. He looked at his friend for a moment before looking back down to Hellen.

"Daryl said you were kind to him when he was a prisoner of Negan's. I'm not gonna kill you, Hellen, because of Carl and his memory -- "

"What?"

She snapped her eyes coming up confused. Rick shook his head and ran his hand over his face.

"Carl is gone, Hellen. He was killed the other night."

Her gaze softened and her heart ached. Carl seemed like such a swell kind of kid and she actually really enjoyed him.

"I'm... I'm sorry Rick."

She said softly. Biting her bottom lip she lowered her gaze before shaking her head. Her fingers slowly released Rick's pants and allowed him to move back.

She moved to push herself up off the ground not sure what else to make or say that could possibly convince Rick to spare Negan.

"I'm just gonna... go."

She said having hoped that she could have at least gotten through to Rick somehow.

"I'm afraid we can't let you, Hellen."

"Rick -- "

"No. You're on his side. I can't let you go back to him."

Her mouth parted a bit but she closed it back. She knew this was bound to happen and she was prepared for it. She had a plan knowing that Negan would soon come for her, she knew Rick knew it too.

"You're gonna use me against him. It won't work."

She shook her head. Rick scratched the aide of his face.

"Yeah, well, we'll see about that."

He said grabbing her arm and walking her past Daryl. She was pulled inside to Alexandria where she would end up waiting for Negan to come fetch her. Only little did anyone know that when he came he hasn't come empty handed.

Hellen only had to wait for a few hours in a jail cell holding. She had been taken to some basement with a tiny window and bars for her prison. The bed where she sat was her only piece of furniture; and it was a shitty bed.

Hours passed, but she wasn't sure how many, until a woman came and grabbed Hellen.

"Come on. Let's go."

She was mean and irritated but Hellen complied because what else could she do? Not to mention she had one hell of a hunting knife attached to her side and probably wasn't afraid to use it if Hellen were to give her reason.

Walking her to the wall Hellen had to climb up some steps before she was brought to the top. Once there she looked out and seen the Saviors.

"What. The. Fucking. Hell."

Negan said loudly looking at Hellen, who was beside Rick. Her eyes widened a bit seeing that Negan had a coffin upright beside him. Her eyes darted back and forth between the two.

"Mind telling me why you've got my girl up there Rick?"

Negan yelled up to Rick.

"She came to beg for your life, Negan. For us to not kill you."

Negan didn't reply his eyes on Rick as he spoke.

"You know she's trying to convince me that you're not a monster."

Rick continued having some of the Saviors shift their position on the ground. Eugene was even there, he was standing not far from the coffin. Hellen didnt see Simon anywhere, but Dwight was there, which was strange.

"She's a good kid. Doesn't belong with you."

"Yeah... yeah we can agree on that Rick. But I guess since I'm here, we can trade."

"Trade?"

"You see I've got Sasha in this coffin here ready to go. You trade me Hellen and you get your other person."

Rick shifted in his spot clearly not expecting this to have happened.

"She's in there? How do we know she's alive?"

"You think me that much of a monster, Rick?"

Negan said with an emphasis on monster. Hellen tried to move forward, but there was a strong hold on her arm by the woman who had brought her up here. And it was then when she seen something. The people that had been up here when she first arrived stepped over beside her with guns at their side.

The hair on the back of her neck. It was a trap. It was a fucking trap and she was being used as bait. Her heart went to her ears as her mouth moved quickly. Negan's eyes widened as his men pulled their guns. The woman holding Hellen had grabbed her back when Hellen yelled to Negan informing him it was a trap.

Rick tried to keep everyone steady, but guns went off. Negan opened the coffin to get Sasha out and she was a zombie. Shit was hitting the fan and Hellen screamed as she kicked the woman who had a hold of her. In a quick instance she was toppling over the side of the wall.

She was so fast in her movement that she lost her footing and begun to go over. But the hit never came. Rick reached over grabbing her legs and keeping her from hitting the ground. She cried out as her head bashed into the wall.

That was the last thing she remembered.