Summary: Same deal, but with Aaron, and all original characters there.

"You killed a lot more of my people than I'm comfortable with."

"And your people killed some of us, too," Aaron blurted out. He was perspiring from nerves, but the look on his face was one of determination. "Not even fighters, just…innocent people who weren't on one side or the other. An unarmed woman. A doctor. There was no honor in that. You owe us a pass."

"You sneak in and kill unarmed men and call that honor?"

"Your men had hostages. Already killed one, and threatened to kill more. And that's including some of the very people who are here now. We were rightfully defending ourselves. You forced us into offense."

Negan smiled cruelly. "Did I, now?"

"Well, more accurately, your men. You're the one with the power. You're the one in control. No one would dare dispute that. We understand how things are, now. But what you put us through today? It was perverse. Who even has that kind of time? You flexed, and we noticed. Couldn't ignore it if we tried. What we did was in self-defense."

"What are you asking?"

"What I am asking for is leniency. For you to be magnanimous. Let us take her, and him for that matter," he said, gesturing to Maggie and Daryl, "to help and medical attention. Let us sit down with you and work on the details of what you want from us. Let's talk it out. If this indeed a new world order, then there has to be a level of diplomacy. There's gotta be."

Negan cocked his head to the side. "Well where's the fun in that? Besides, I already have the one up to bat all picked out." Negan turned and pointed. "And that's gonna be you."