Returning from being gone for over 15 years. Maggie thought you were dead. Everyone who survived Negan and the line-up thought you were dead.

You weren’t, you just ran away. Away from your wife and son. Maggie gave birth to Hershel Junior when you were gone. He’s seventeen now.

That poor boy didn’t see his other mom for fifteen years. You returned when we was fifteen, giving him and Maggie time to realize you’re home. Eventually you and Maggie found each other’s love again and you are struggling to bond with your son.

I mean, how can you blame him? You’ve been gone for many years of his life. Fighting other battles and surviving, trying to find them again across the country.

You thought Negan was dead. Until he showed up and was all happy and glee. Maggie, was fighting with him. Which didn’t make any fucking sense. He murdered your friends, nearly killed you. He beat you with his bat on your back, leaving it ripped and bleeding with three gun shots. Somehow lived with help of other people you found. That’s where you were for fifteen years.

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“Maggie, he killed our fucking friends. I need to kill him. He nearly killed me!” You yelled, pointing a gun at Negan.

Maggie told you he was a changed man, not that she forgave him for anything. She doesn’t. She still hates him, but he’s the reason she’s still alive. So they have to keep him alive.

“Hun, it’s what’s best.” Maggie assured, knowing how much pain you’re in.

“Listen to your wife ..{{user}}-“ Negan tried with his hands up

“You shut the fuck up!” You yelled again, approaching him. But your seventeen year old son pushes you back. He doesn’t wanna see someone die in front of him again.

“Mom stop!” The young boy yells.