Halloween (The Walking Dead) - Chapter 6
“Do you know what day it is sheriff?” Hershel asked. “Do you know the date?”
“Look, I have enough to worry about on Halloween night in this town,” Rick told him firmly. “I can’t have my force out here looking for a ghost.”
Nicole approached where Negan stood with Rick and Hershel with Carl at her heels.
“We are talking about evil on two legs,” Hershel went on. “He stole a car from Smith’s Grove last night. Judith Myers’ headstone is missing! Mark my words he is here or he is coming here.”
“Hey…” Nicole greeted Negan and pressed her eyebrows together upon hearing Hershel’s latest claims. She lowered her voice. “What’s going on?”
“Are you the one that saw him?” Hershel approached them.
Nicole raised her eyebrows. “Me?”
“Michael Myers… this morning in the yard.”
Nicole looked to Negan who shot the man daggers. “He’s not… he’s dead… right?”
“He’s here and if we don’t stop him we’ll have a repeat of 1978 on our hands.”
“You said a car was stolen,” Nicole indulged in the man’s story. “What kind of car was it?”
“A green station wagon with-”
“Writing on the side,” Nicole finished.
“You’ve seen it,” Hershel suspected. He eyed Negan. “Don’t let her out of your sight the rest of the day. She may very well be in grave danger.”
“Okay I’ve heard enough,” Rick said. “You’re going to spook the whole town. It’s time to move it along.”
“I’m wasting my time.” Hershel shook his head and then handed Nicole his card. “If you see the car again don’t approach it but call me… urgently.”
Negan took it and gave the man a look. “Thanks.”
Hershel reluctantly made his way back to his car and shook his head as he left their small group of people standing dumbfounded on the town green.
“I knew there was something up with that car,” Nicole said to Negan.
“Honey, the man he’s speaking about is dead.”
“I wouldn’t put much thought into it,” Rick added.
“But the car… and the man in the mask… it’s an odd coincidence, no?”
“No,” Rick assured her. “Every Halloween in Haddonfield is more like a circus than anything. Do you know how many idiots I see trying to scare people with the Myers mask.” He turned to Carl. “And why are you down here?”
“Nicole drove me. Michonne said to come tell you personally that the job was done.”
“He fix the light?” Negan asked, glancing at Nicole.
“Yeah.” She whipped out her phone and showed him the picture.
“Good fuckin’ job kid,” Negan told him with a laugh.
“Can I go out tonight Dad? Please…” Carl looked at Rick who still didn’t appear satisfied.
“We’ll see.” He glanced over as Hershel’s car pulled away. “With all this nonsense going on I don’t think it’s the best idea.”
“We’ll talk later.” Rick eyed his son and glanced at Negan and Nicole.
“I think that’s our cue honey.” Negan motioned for Nicole to follow him and looked back to Rick and grinned. “Excuse us.”
“Thanks for the ride,” Carl said genuinely.
“No problem.” She tipped her mouth up in a half smile and walked away with Negan.
“He didn’t try to get frisky on the ride, did he?” Negan began to tickle her, making her laugh but she quickly squirmed away.
“No.” Nicole smiled at him and then forced him to stop to talk to her. “So… what the hell was that all about?”
“I think the guy’s a fuckin’ wackjob.” Negan smiled wide. “But… just in case I think you should stick with me the rest of the day.”
“I can’t complain about that.” She looked around to make sure they didn’t have an audience and then kissed him. “I thought you were working down here.”
“I am,” he explained. “For another hour or so.” Negan reached into his back pocket for his wallet and pulled out a twenty. “Go get yourself some lunch. Hang around the shops over here then you can follow me back to my house.”
“I have money.” Nicole smiled up at him.
“You took care of my dog,” he teased. “Just let me fuckin’ buy you lunch and get us a bottle of wine for tonight.” Negan winked and she accepted the money.
“You’re not… worried about me are you?” Nicole raised her eyebrows as axslow grin spread across her face. She loved hearing that Negan cared about her at times. It was an insecurity that went along with being in the type of unorthodox relationship that she was wrapped up in.
“Well let’s see… you’re talking about a mysterious car, the doctor says it’s the one that was stolen, you see some fucker in a mask out the window. No, I’m not worried.” He grinned and gave the back of her neck a squeeze before kissing her on the forehead. “Just hang around these shops here if you don’t mind.”
“I don’t mind.” Nicole looked up at him adoringly and felt herself doing it but couldn’t help herself. His lingering ear-to-ear smile made her melt that much more.
“And red wine if you don’t mind.” Negan tipped her chin up and kissed her once.
“I was thinking a nice Cabernet.”
“Perfect honey.” He winked. “Stay away from strange vehicles. Keep your phone off vibrate so you get my call.”
“I will.” Nicole smiled and reluctantly parted from him. She watched as he walked back toward the project he had been working on then stared down at the twenty dollar bill in her hand and headed across the street to a little sandwich shop.
Pacing the sidewalk was Hershel Greene and she could tell from the antsy nature of his walking and the way he occasionally snuck a glance in her direction that he had something to say.