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Maggie's Nightmare

Maggie's Nightmare: Chapter Twelve

Hey Y'all ...

Just wanted to let you know that I have finally posted the first two chapters of the companion fanfic to this story, it's called My Guardian. If you've got some time, check it out and let me know what you think ;)

As always, thank you for reading and following along with this story - you know I appreciate you all :-D

And, a Special Thank you to The Undead for commenting on the last chapter - you rock! I absolutely love to get feedback, so thank you, thank you, thank you!

Now back to our story, and back to The Gov'na ...


The Governor’s POV – 6 months after the war with Rick’s group

“Open the gate! We’ve got wounded!” the young Lt. Meyers called up to the guard tower. Honking the horn and slamming his hand on the side of the truck to get the guards attention.

“Anyone bit?” a voice called down to the vehicle of weary supply runners. The guard could see that only one of the three trucks had returned; just three men inside. Something serious obviously happened while they were out on the road. Six men were dead or missing. The guard noticed several bullet holes in the truck that hadn’t been there when they left early this morning.

“You sure, Lieutenant? Ya know I can’t let you in if anyone’s been bit!”

“Just open the goddamn gates! I told you no one’s been bit. We’ve got two wounded men here. Now get em’ open!” Lt Meyers angrily quipped.

The guard paused for another moment, and then quickly motioned for the other guards to open the gates. Lt. Meyers speed past the tower and headed straight for the middle of The Commonwealth; the site of the new hospital that had been set up.

Lt. Meyers honked the truck horn as he got close the hospital, alerting several medical personnel that rushed outside to meet him. Dr. Montgomery, a former Surgeon for the US Navy, met Lt. Meyers at the truck. As the two wounded men were ushered inside the hospital, he listened as Lt. Meyers explained how they were ambushed.

“Just two men. But, they caught us off guard; they ambushed us. Mike and Alex got shot and then Jimmy and Sal … two arrows to the head!”

“What about Nick and Shumpert here? Their wounds?” Dr. Montgomery pried.

“Nick got an arrow in the shoulder while running back to the truck, and Shumpert got a bullet in his side as he tried to drag Nick back into the bed of the truck…

… goddammit!” Lt. Meyers rubbed his face in frustration.

“Well, they’re in good hands. I don’t think there’s anything life threatening here. They’ll be fine. But, I’m going to need to make a report on this. Lt. James will want to know that you were attacked and how we lost four men, two trucks and returned with two wounded soldiers. Governor’s not gonna be too happy bout all this, as I am sure you are well aware of …”

Lt. Meyers faced grimaced at the thought of it. He knew he was going to catch hell from The Governor, especially, if he found out why they had been caught off guard and what ‘supplies’ they had been after.


Lt. James eyed the incident report from their latest failed supply run. He paged through the notes; occasionally glancing up towards Lt. Meyers.

“So, Dr. Montgomery tells me we lost Alex and Mike to two gunshot wounds, and Jimmy and Sal to crossbow bolts.”

“Arrows, I told em’ arrows!” Lt. Meyers corrected him.

“Nah … this here is a crossbow bolt. Ya never seen one before?” Lt. James held it up to close to his face then lowered it back to his side.

“No, guess not.” Lt. Meyers answered slowly; scratching the back of his head trying to figure out what exactly was the goddamn difference. Arrows. Crossbow bolts. Who the fuck cares? He thought to himself.

“Alright then … so, you were ambushed on the highway while you were out on your supply run. Got the description of the events and the perpetrators. Just two of em, huh?”

Lt. James furrowed his brow; feeling something was off with his story.

“Yeah, just two of em. They caught us off guard. Didn’t have our weapons drawn.”

Lt. James pressed for more information. “Why the hell would you be on the main road without your weapons ready Lieutenant?”

“We came across a car. They had lots of supplies. So, we followed protocol and we ran em’ off the road.”

“So, they were the ones that ambushed you?”

“No … some other guys; they came from the wooded area. Never saw em until after they had already shot four of us down.”

“So, the car you ran off the road … what happened with them?”

“Well, we were actually in the middle of … procuring some of their supplies, when it all happened.”

“Really?” Lt. James looked on then raised his eyebrows cuing Meyers to continue.

“Yeah. At first they wasn’t too cooperative. We asked them bout coming back to the Fort with us. But, they weren’t havin’ it. So …”

So, you what?”

“Well, the driver. The man, well, he tried to drive away. So, I … I mean, Alex … fired a gunshot into front tire and … then into driver’s side window. The man died instantly.”

“So, that’s it? Just two gunshots? The man got hit?”

“Yes, sir. It was an accident, really.”

“Uh, huh … And, there was a passenger in the car?”

“Yeah, well, she was pretty shock up by the whole thing. Think that guy was her husband or something’. She was hysterical. Screamin’ in shit. So, Mike and Sal tied her up while we went through the car.”

“Tied her up, huh? That’s it?”

“Yeah, that’s all. We were gonna let her go, or bring her back here with us. You know … to keep her safe.” Meyers explained.

He tried not to make eye contact with Lt. James; he had a way of smelling bullshit before it ever even came out of someone’s mouth.

And, James knew there was more to the story. He also knew that if these men had killed the husband and tied up the wife, he was sure these men did more than just look through her car. In fact, that may have been the entire reason for running the car off the road in the first place. The woman. These men hadn’t seen too many women in the last six months, and James knew some of these men were not the most moral of men. He knew he would never get Lt. Meyers to admit what really happened, but he didn’t need him to say it; it was written all over his face.

“So, that’s it. That’s everything then?”

“Yep, that’s it.” Lt. Meyers looked away.

“Alright then. I’m gonna have to report this to The Governor. Ya might be hearing from him later. Just thought I’d let you know.”

And, Meyers did know. He would be getting a visit from The Governor. He wasn’t stupid. He had been out with them a few times. Hell, he’d even participated a few times. He knew he would be pissed about losing the men and the trucks. But, the woman. Nah … he could give a shit. Meyers tried to ease his mind and returned to the barracks.


“So … I heard we lost some men and vehicles today. I expect a full report.”

“Sure thing, Boss. Got it right here.”

Lt. James handed me a few pieces of paper with neatly printed notes. I read through the account of the incident. Seems we might have some new neighbors. Then, I read through the medical report of Lt. Shumpert and Nick Foster. Shumpert received a gunshot would to the abdomen; requiring minor surgery. He was lucky apparently; the bullet missed any major organs. Nick’s wound was listed as a crossbow bolt to the shoulder, required removal of the bolt and some minor surgery.

There were four death reports, listing Jimmy and Sal as being killed by bolts and Mike and Alex killed by gunshot wounds. All four of the dead men were left behind as Lt. Meyers, Nick and Shumpert escaped in one of the vehicles.

Then, I skimmed to the description of the perpetrators, although I already had a pretty good suspicion as to who was to blame for this. And, there it was!

Assailant #1: Asian, unknown origin. Age: 20s Height: Approx. 5’7”-5’9” Dark hair Dark eyes.’

Assailant #2: White, unknown. Age: late 30s, early 40s Height: 5’10”-6’1” Lt. brown hair. Light eyes.’

I sighed, exhaling almost a hissing sound of irritation and disapproval. Lt. James noticed my face had turned dark and my thoughts inward; he quickly interjected.

“Also, I didn’t put this in my report. But, I think Meyers wasn’t telling the whole story.”

“You think?” I said sarcastically.

“There is no way seven men could have been taken down by just two assailants. At least not these men. Unless of course they were preoccupied.” I continued.

“Well, that’s exactly it. You haven’t read the last part of the report, where it mentions that they killed the man in the car and … apparently tied up the wife. I … I just don’t think that’s all they were up to, Boss.”

“Well, James. I think you would be correct in assuming that. However, we cannot really be bothered with that right now. Boys will be boys, right?”

James looked back at me; he seemed confused, so I thought I would remind him of the way things are now.

“We cannot manage a military of men this size and not expect some incidents like these. It’s war time. You of all people should know what can happen to the mindset of men during wartime.”

Lt. James frowned. He knew exactly what I was talking about. He had served in Iraq, Afghanistan and countless other missions.

“These women are just …” I paused. “Casualties of war. Incidents like these happen all the time in war torn areas, you know that.”

“Yeah, I do know that. Doesn’t mean that I would condone it amongst my men or let it go unpunished!”

I could see he was upset. He just didn’t like some of the uglier parts of war; when innocent people get hurt. But he knew I was right, he knew it was common.

“Well, if it will make you feel better … I will have a talk with Meyers, Shumpert and Nick. I’ll get to the bottom of this. If I feel there was any egregious harm done to the woman, I will make sure to punish those responsible.”


“Yes … but, I can only punish them so much for these things. I need them now more than ever. We need all available men ready for the days ahead. There are others out there, like the ones at the prison. We will need to be dealing with them soon enough and we cannot afford to lose any more men. Agreed?”

“Yeah, Boss. Just don’t like the idea of the men running wild like that out there. It’s not right, no matter if we’re at war or not.”

“Agreed.” I quietly answered and waved my hand letting him know he was excused. “Close the door on your way out, will you?”

James walked out of my office and closed the door behind him.

I didn’t want to explain to James that I had actually authorized the men on supply runs to have their fun while they were out, if they happen to come across it. Of course, the supply runs were their number one priority. But, I knew the men had needs, and in these stressful end-of-days they couldn’t be expected to act like gentlemen all the time.

Plus, I had a lot more to think about. I knew exactly who was behind this run in – Glenn and Daryl. Crossbow bolts! Jesus Christ, could they be more obvious? And, that little fuck, Glenn! I could never understand why that hot piece of ass Maggie even looked twice at him. And, the fact that he killed some of my men just pissed me off even more. I would enjoy my revenge on this group - immensely. I bet that bitch Michonne was close by too. I wish I could’ve been there with my army today; seen the look on their faces.

I was letting my mind run away with me. No matter what, I now knew that the prison group had moved closer to Fort Benning or perhaps they even knew about the reconstruction of Fort Benning and the army. Either way, I would have to send out more scouts over the next few weeks until I got some more information. In fact, I think I will send Lt. James and a group back to survey the prison and make sure they were all still there.

I still had big plans for my friends back at the prison, along with all of those traitors from Woodbury. I was almost ready to execute my plans, but I needed a little more time to get things ready for them. But, after hearing that Daryl and Glenn had already engaged my men; I was salivating at the thought. For most of them, I just planned to kill them on site. But, for those special few ... I had an entire building constructed for them. Some might call it a torture chamber; but, I just liked to refer to it as my method of revenge. The one in Woodbury looked like a kids playground compared to what I have built here. I have to admit, I’ve gotten pretty creative. I promised myself that after what they did to me and what they did to my sweet darling Penny; they would beg for me to kill them before it was all over.



So, for those of you who were wondering ... YES, those guys Daryl and Glenn ran into on the road were soldiers and members of The Governor's new army from Fort Benning!!

They were bound to run into each other eventually, being that Fort Benning is not too far away from the prison.

Things are finally starting to come to a head here with this story; The Governor is poised and finally ready to take action.

Let me know what you think; like it, love it, hate it ... let me know your thoughts. Please make sure to leave me a note or comment on your way out ... I'd love to hear from you all :-D

Thanks so much,



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

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

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

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!

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haha thanks:')

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