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Maggie's Nightmare

Maggie's Nightmare: Chapter One

Maggie's POV –

It's been almost 9 months since Rick brought the remaining townsfolk of Woodbury to the prison. Things have quieted down some, and we haven't had many incidents. Walkers still come around, but nothing we can't handle. I might even say we have gotten back to a place of some normalcy. However, in this new world, you can never get too comfortable. We all learned that the day we had to leave the farm and the walkers overran the place. No place is ever completely safe. I'm not sure any home we find will ever be permanent. I guess that is the one thing you can count on – things will never be like they were before; you can never take things for granted and you must always be prepared and ready for any circumstance.

It's a hard way to live your life, fighting like this, and even harder thinking about bringing a new life into this shell of a world. But, life goes on; at least for now. I’ve realized that we just have to deal with whatever comes our way. I didn’t want this; I didn’t plan on having a baby, but here I was having one none the less. And, under the circumstances, I think I’ve handled it all pretty well considering that this baby … well, it’s not Glenn’s baby. And, we both know whose baby it is; everyone knows it now.

It took time, but Glenn and I have adjusted to the idea of having this baby, and Glenn says he’s committed to raising the baby as his own. However, we still have our moments of doubt and frustration; we definitely still have had our ups and downs. But, we’re still alive and we’re still together. And, that’s all that matters to me anymore.

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The Governor's POV -

It’s been almost nine months since those terrorists infiltrated Woodbury and ruined everything I had worked so hard to create there. It had taken me a year to build up the town, and just a few weeks for the entire thing to come tumbling down. I’d been back since the incident; I had to see it again for myself. Woodbury was a ghost town now. Everyone had left and all the people who had survived due to my extraordinary kindness, were all now living at the prison – traitors; every last one of them!!

Since then, my only goal in life was – REVENGE

Revenge. It was what got me up in the morning. It coursed through my blood and echoed though my mind every second of every day. Revenge had kept me alive and kept me focused, even after I had lost everything dear to me in this life. So, I took my time. And, every step I took after that moment was calculated and with the idea that I would one day return to Rick, Michonne, Daryl and the rest of those monsters who stole my life; I would make them feel my pain. They would feel loss like they never thought was possible.

However, revenge would take time. When I left, all I had with me were just two loyal soldiers - Shumpert and Martinez. But, within 4 months I had traveled across several states and taken control of several large groups of survivors. Keeping only men suited for military service; I eventually had close to 200 men in my own, well, I guess you could call it an army.

Eventually, I marched my army of men back into Georgia and headed straight for Fort Benning. Then, we did what some might say was impossible - we cleared Fort Benning of walkers and made it inhabitable once again. Of course, it goes without saying that I lost quite a few men and used up a lot of our resources in the process; however, Fort Benning was well worth it. Tanks, guns, ammunition, you name it – they had it. I had more firepower than I knew what do with; no herd of walkers or rival group would ever be able to take this from me.

Once cleared, I had tasked my men with fortifying the perimeters and barricading any weak points of entry. We had to make sure we were able to keep both biters and the living out should we ever be challenged or attacked. This process took several months to accomplish, during which time I had sent out scouts to survey the prison several times per week. To my absolute delight, they were all still there – every last one of them. And, they had no idea what plans I had in store for them!

There would be nothing to stop me from getting revenge for my beloved Penny and destroying them all.

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Maggie's POV –

With all this extra weight around my middle it was hard to get around these days, but I still insisted on contributing to the group in any way that I could. For the last several months everyone in the group has been completely opposed to me taking guard duty – day or night. Once my baby bump turned into a belly, everyone seemed to think it wasn't a good idea to have me patrolling the fences or up in the guard tower. I thought it was ridiculous, but everyone (including Glenn and Daddy) seemed to think that I was better suited now for what I sarcastically refer to as "women's work," which basically means I’ve taken on some gardening, laundry and dinner duty with the girls (and a few of the guys) for the time being. It may not be my preferred method of contributing, but at least it was something.

Carol had dinner duty tonight with me and she had a "recipe" she wanted to try out today. It was more of a stew – vegetables and venison; however, she had planted some thyme and rosemary along with several other herbs a while back, which were now ready to pick. So, I was hoping Carol’s recipe for venison stew would be a little more flavorful than usual.

I mean, it’s not that I'm not very thankful for the meat Daryl brings in, but if I never had to eat venison, squirrel, opossum, or raccoon again – I’d be a very happy woman. Unfortunately, we have limited options as to what we eat these days, in that we only eat what the land gives us and what we can grow. It’s basically like we’re living in an old western movie where everyone sleeps under the stars, they roast animals over the fire pit, and are always being chased around by Indians or bandits looking to steal their things. Except in our case we're running from walkers instead of Indians. I mean, we sill got those damn bandits to watch out for though. They're often worse than the walkers!

I should be used to it by now. I mean, I’m a country girl, so this kind of stuff shouldn’t bother me as much as it does. I gotta say, living like this is never easy, but bein' pregnant livin' like this has just got me frustrated, short-tempered and sometimes downright onry, especially, as of late. I just wish things could be simpler sometimes. I really do.

“Ready to head down to the garden, Maggie?” Carol raised the baskets at her sides and gestured for me to follow her.

“Sure. Right behind you.”

I walked out the gates and into the main yard, and carefully placed each foot down one in front of the other. I was bein' extra cautious, since I'd twisted my ankle the week before walking down here. I was so pregnant now that I literally couldn't see my feet, so when I came down to the garden last week I managed to step right into a gopher hole – could’ve broken it if I fell forward instead of backwards. I took a bit of a spill; landed right on my butt, thankfully! Glenn was beside himself; he rushed out of the prison gates, picked me up and carried me inside. Daddy examined me and he said I would be fine. I hadn’t really hurt anything, but my left ankle was still pretty sore and it had me watchin' my step a bit more carefully this time.

“You comin' or what, Maggie?” Carol yelled up to me. “I’m gonna be done before you even get down here.”

She teased me a bit; I think she got a kick out of me being pregnant. I know she always had lots to say about her own pregnancy. She’d talk about how it was when she was pregnant with Sophia. I think Lori having Judith and me having another little one on the way really helped Carol deal with losing Sophia. She definitely took on a motherly role with us all, which I loved. With my own mother and step-mother gone, Carol was the next best thing that’s for sure.

When I reached the garden, I walked into the raised garden area and over to where Carol was sitting.

“Can you grab about a dozen carrots? After that, cabbage and a few potatoes.”

“Sure thing.”

After about 15 minutes, both our baskets were full and that’s all we needed for our meal tonight. You wouldn't think we'd need that much, but there were quite a few of us living at the prison nowadays. We'd taken in all of the former Woodbury residents, so we needed two full baskets of vegetables to feed everyone - just for this one meal!

“Think we got enough?” I held my basket up so Carol could see.

“Looks good. I think we can head on back." Carol walked over to me and reached her hand down to help me get up.

“Thanks, Carol. You know it's gettin' harder and harder to get around these days." I smiled and touched my belly.

Carol reached over and put her hand over my hand. "Well, you got to be due any day now. Looks like you’re just about ready to pop!" Carol chuckled under her breath.

I nodded in agreement. "Well, I certainly hope so."

“Let me take that.” Carol then grabbed the other basket off the ground and walked with me back towards the main prison gates.

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The Governor’s POV -

Since things were now in place, I had spent the last couple of days making trips to the prison, making our plans for our attack. I asked James, my 2nd in command, along with five other men to come with me today and survey the prison again. We'd covered the perimeter of the prison, and looked for all entry points and areas that looked to be weak; areas we could exploit when trying to gain access to the prison. I wanted to check out the front of the prison again, just one last time before assembling my army for the attack.

The road was bumpy and unpaved; the Humvee was defiantly not built for a comfortable ride.

“James, take it slow over the ditches. You’re giving me a headache.”

“Sure thing, Boss. Sorry bout that.”

“Alright. Go ahead and pull over here.” I pointed to a clearing on top of the hill we were approaching. “Gonna hike up to the top of that hill to get a better look.”

After reaching the clearing, James and the other men pulled out binoculars. Making a list of any individuals that they could identify, any vehicles or weapons that were visible.

"Looks pretty quiet today." James turned back towards me and shrugged his shoulders. "Just a couple of women out. Gardenin' or somethin'."

“Give me those binoculars, James. I’d like to take a closer look."

I took the binoculars from James, and took my time scouring the prison; looking for weapons, snipers, anything else that I should take into account. I underestimated them last time – it wouldn’t happen again.

Now, I knew taking the prison wouldn’t be easy, even with our numbers and firepower. But, this time I had enthusiasm; real passion from these men.

"You know, these people, these criminals. They captured the rest of townsfolk of Woodbury after they razed it to the ground. Probably, put em all in cells. Treatin' them like prisoners."

I have to admit, I haven't been completely honest with them. I hadn't told my men the entire story, but as their leader they were in no position to question my reasons. I told them Rick, Michonne and the rest of the group were responsible for the downfall of Woodbury and that they took the remaining men, women and children as prisoners here. It didn’t take much for me to convince my men that we should ‘free’ the captured citizens of Woodbury and bring them back to Fort Benning.

Before this, I had explicitly banned women from our group all together. The rule was that the boys could do whatever they wanted while they were off the premises, but we would not be taking in any new survivors, women included, until Fort Benning was ready. With everything in finally in place, I explained that we would now be implementing the process of re-population and rebuilding our civilization – and women were the key to it all.

I explained that we needed the children for a future, and we would need women to make more children. A simple plan for simple men.

Many of the men were good men, I suppose, and seemed to be genuinely outraged at the ‘atrocities’ that were going on behind the prison walls. While some of the more ruthless men, could give a rat’s ass about some hick townsfolk; however, once I added the prize of finally allowing women into our population – even the most selfish and cruelest of the bunch were foaming at the mouth. Now, I did lie to them about the reasons for the attack, but in the end, they would get their women … so what did it really matter if I lied about some of the details?

“They’re not going to know what hit em’! I can’t fuckin' wait.” Lt. Meyers, the youngest of my lieutenants, exclaimed; not bein' able to hold in his excitement.

“There’s no telling what these people have been through.” Lt. James added before walking to my side.

“Yes, James. There’s no tellin.’ Somethin’ awful though; I’m sure of it. This is one sick group. Never seen anythin' like it.”

I smiled slyly, knowing this would rile the men up a bit. They all grumbled under their breath, whispering amongst themselves how they were going to take this place down.

I looked back at the prison and noticed some women in the garden they'd planted in front of the prison. The women were on the ground and looked like they were picking vegetables, so I used my binoculars to get a closer look.

I didn’t recognize the one woman, but I did recognize the face of the other … it was Maggie!

"Ahh, I remember that one. Sweet little thing."

I kept my eyes on Maggie and watched as the other woman helped her stand up.

“Which one, Boss?” James seemed curious.

“The younger one. With shoulder length hair.”

I couldn’t see her face, as she was turned away from me. But, then she turned to the side, and I saw that Maggie was pregnant – very pregnant.

“Oh, her! Yeah, she’s often out here. Seen her on several of the scouting trips. She’s …”

“She’s pregnant!” I interrupted James before he could finish his sentence.

“Yeah, I was just about to say that.”

“Why didn’t you put that in any of your reports?”

“Didn’t think it was important. You just asked to give you a count of the men, women and children. Ya didn’t ask if any of them were expectin'.”

“Well, it looks like she’s due any day now by the looks of it.”

I paused and thought to myself; trying to calculate the timing. She’s due any day, hmm. What's it been? About 9 months I'd say. Just about the time I had her as my guest at Woodbury. I wonder ...? I felt my heart begin race; it started thump wildly in my chest. I wonder, I wonder if that baby in her belly is mine? Could it be?

I sat in silence for a moment while I considered this new information. This did complicate things a bit.

"Boss? Hey, Boss?" James waved his hands in front of my face. "Looks like ya got somethin’ on yer mind.”

"Let's head back to base. There's been a new development that I need to consider."

“Sure thing, Boss. Alright men, ya heard him. Let’s head on back.”

James walked over to me and asked if I was ready to leave.

“I’ll be right behind you, James. Just give me a minute.”

“Alright. We’ll be waitin’ for ya.”

James led the men back through the woods; back towards our vehicles. As soon as they were out of sight, I couldn’t help but talk aloud to myself.

"Ohhh. Ohhh, my." I exhaled deeply, while my body tingled with excitement. "My sweet, sweet Maggie."

I put my hand to my mouth as I recalled the taste of her salty skin, when I had taken her all those many months ago.

All I could think about is that there was no way that little Asian boyfriend of hers had it in him …that baby in her had to be mine. The timing is right. She'd been a means to an end when I interrogated her and Glenn back at Woodbury, but now she held within her - my salvation.

However, this did complicate things a bit. Maggie had been on my hit list since she escaped from Woodbury, but if that baby is mine, I couldn’t very well just kill her. If I killed her; I'd be killing my own flesh and blood. And, I won't lose another child, not after losing my darling Penny.

I thought to myself that this was a sign; a gift from God. I'd been given a second chance. He’s seen my struggles and has given me a second chance to have a life in this world full that is now so full of death.

I continued to watch Maggie walk up back towards the prison yard. I noticed that Maggie waddled a bit, and I couldn’t help the smile that stretched across my face. I remembered how my wife waddled when she was full term with Penny.

I didn’t leave until I saw that Maggie made it behind the main gates; I wanted to make sure that she got in safely.

END CHAPTER ONE


Notes


I realize that this is the absolute worst case scenario for Maggie and Glenn, but I think it will prove to be very interesting to see how the group and the couple deal with the situation and the extreme trials that are ahead of them. How will they deal with The Governor, a man who epitomizes everything that can go wrong in this crazy new world where the living can be more terrorizing than the dead?

It's a horrible situation, but The Governor in this story is going to be much more like the one in the comic books - a complete and total deviant villain! So, Please, please review! I definitely need feedback on this one.

And, thank you for reading ... hopefully, you'll stick around for Chapter Two :)

Comments

oh my goodness. This is good. You have done an amazing job writing this. I am a little sad, I have reached the end and I like it so much. I need to finish it.... Im worried about what will happen. But I am excited

RedneckDaryl16 RedneckDaryl16
3/24/15

oh my goodness. This is good. You have done an amazing job writing this. I am a little sad, I have reached the end and I like it so much. I need to finish it.... Im worried about what will happen. But I am excited

RedneckDaryl16 RedneckDaryl16
3/24/15

This story is really good!!! I read My Guardian and I could not stop. I love Bethyl and Maggie and Glenn. I really hope you add to both stories...... I really cannot stop reading them.

Bethyl333 Bethyl333
3/23/15

This story is amazing! I love the way you're having The Governor be more like he was in the comics... poor Maggie! I also like that while this is mainly about Maggie and The Governor, you've put some Bethyl in there. Can't wait for the next chapter!

Anonymous101 Anonymous101
3/21/15

@The Viking

haha thanks:')

PizzaGlenn PizzaGlenn
2/21/15