Carl's POV:
I look at Talia, she was bruised up, blood coming from her mouth. I ran over to her, kneeling down next to her, putting my ear to her chest, checking if she was breathing. "Umm D-daryl she isn't breathing" I say alarmed. Daryl sprints over and kneels down next to me, quickly taking off the gag and doing CPR on her. I look at her body, my eyes landing on the little bump on her stomach. "Daryl I think she's pregnant" I say really alarmed now.
"She still isn't breathing" Daryl says, tears in his eyes. "Lets get her back to Dr. Jon." Dad says. Daryl picks her up and runs out of the cabin and into the woods, running back to the prison, me and dad following right behind him. When we get back to the prison, dad openes the gates for us and closes them. We run into the cell block, "Dr.Jon!" I call, Daryl laying Talia in his 'operation room'.
An hour later Dr.Jon informs us on her condition. "Shes breathing and fine, just really bruised up. The babies are fine aswell" He says. "B-b-b-babies?" I ask.
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Baby Dixon
FanfictionTalia Dixon lost her brothers when the epidemic first started. Then she comes across the prison and finds her brother Daryl but learns Merle is dead. DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE WALKING DEADS CHARACTERS OR SCENES!
