Negan walks slowly towards his babies crib. "Hi son." He looks at his peaceful sleeping baby. All of a sudden he felt arms around his waist. "Hi my loves." Ginger whispers into the ear of Negan's. "What should his name be? We been calling him Babyboy or sweetie for a month." "I was thinking Ryan, that was my grandfather's name." Negan looks at her and laughs. "Hell no." Ginger rolls her eyes. "Connor?" Negan laughs again. "How about...no." "God Negan you are so difficult. "Caleb?" Ginger asks. Negan thinks it over. "Perfect."
Negan looks at both his sleeping girlfriend and his son in the crib, what if he can't protect them?