Daryl Dixon x Reader romance

Chapter 42

⚠️may contain spoilers and triggering events

ITS BEEN SO LONG SINCE IVE WRITTEN THIS BUT I DECIDED IM GONNA WRITE MORE (lowkey only bc i'm horny and want to write more sex scenes w daryl...) LMFAO also sorry if some parts don't add up w the rest, it's been so long since i've written i forget where i was at and all the details

The rain from the storm hit the car so loudly, I could barley even focus on the pain I was in. Daryl sat beside me in the car, Aaron driving and Rick in the passenger seat. Suddenly, I felt a liquid trickling down my leg that I couldn't stop. I glanced up at Daryl and he saw it all happen; 'Aaron, her water broke, drive faster.' Daryl commanded him. Aaron looked really anxious and I almost felt bad for all the pressure put on him. But he picked up the speed.
It was about two more minutes of driving until we reached a group of small buildings with a huge gate around them. Aaron slammed on the breaks. 'Okay go inside, hurry.' He said, unbuckling his seat belt. Daryl unbuckled my seatbelt. 'Cmon baby.' He said as he gently pulled me out of the car. I didn't even bother grabbing my things, the rest of the group grabbed them for me.
We all walked up to the gates. 'They're with me!' Aaron yelled up to the guards, and they nodded, opening the gates for us.
Once we all got in, I looked at everyone else and then back at our group. We looked like wild animals, untamed and ungroomed, compared to the people living in these gates. 'What'd you say this place was?' Rick asked, obviously thinking the same thing I was.
'Alexandria.'
'Okay we got a pregnant woman going into labour here!' Aaron yelled out to his people, and then I realized I was in fact going into labour.
A blonde woman with glasses ran towards me. 'Follow me, I'm the nurse here.' She hurried into a building and Daryl put his arm around me and walked me in.
'I'm Denise, I'm going to be helping you with this baby, okay?' She was a very sweet woman.
I nodded, and climbed onto the bed she had laid out. I looked around. The buildings looked like actual homes before the world went to shit. Daryl was looking around too, in shock of how clean and comforting this place was.
'I know you probably aren't used to this environment. We've all been here since the beginning, so we've kept it clean and civilized.' Denise mentioned.
'Okay, I'm going to need you to take your pants off now.' I felt really uncomfortable in this situation, I probably would have felt better giving birth in the woods. But I knew this was safer for the baby.
I pulled my pants down and Daryl sat beside me, holding onto my hand.
'Okay I can already see your baby's head so I'm going to need you to push now.' Denise said, as she snapped on rubber gloves.
I glanced at Daryl and he pushed the hair out of my face and squeezed my hand. 'It's okay, you're safe here.' Daryl reassured me.
I pushed the way I thought was correct and panted after I was done. This is harder then I imagined.
'Okay, push harder hun.' Denise asked again.
I groaned and pushed again, aching in pain.
'Fuck.' I panted after pushing.
'Just a couple more times you're almost there I promise.' Denise said.
I yelled in pain as I pushed again, but this time I felt a release. I heard my baby cry.
I sighed in relief, knowing the baby was alive.
'It's a boy.' Denise said, picking up the baby and wrapping him in a towel.
Daryl got up and wiped his eyes. 'Can I hold him?' Daryl asked. Denise passed him to Daryl. 'Wow.' Daryl said, smiling and tearing up. 'Let me see him.' Daryl brought him to me and I held him in my arms. 'He's beautiful.' I cried, and Daryl leaned into me and kissed my forehead.
I felt another sharp pain in my stomach and flinched. Daryl took the baby out of my hands.
'What's happening?' Daryl asked Denise in fear.
'There's... Theres another baby. You're having twins.'
Denise smiled at the end of her sentence.
'Oh my god.' Daryl said, but I couldn't don't tell if he was happy. I couldn't tell if I was happy about it either.
'Okay, push again.' I didn't even have time to realize I was having twins before I pushed again. This time I barley had to push.
I heard another cry and Denise quickly wrapped the second baby in a towel. Daryl held onto the first baby and rubbed my forehead, waiting for Denise to say something.
'Oh my god, this ones a girl.' Denise said smiling at my other baby.
I laughed and smiled, holding my arms out for her.
Denise put her in my arms. She was just as beautiful as her brother. 'They're beautiful.' Daryl smiled, as he looked down at his daughter.
'Okay, I'm going to just stitch you up and get you a change of clothes and then you guys can relax.'
Denise said to me.

After I had been stitched up with a new pair of clothes, Daryl and I decided it was time to go find the others and tell them the news.
I held my son and Daryl held my daughter, and we walked out of the building. I was still really sore.
The whole group seemed to be waiting outside for us.
'I had twins.' I smiled at them.
'Let me see!' Carol ran over and touched both of their cheeks, making an 'awww' noise. Everyone else took turns looking at our babies.
'What're you naming them?' Rick asked. But I didn't have an answer.
'We haven't really thought about it. Especially now that they're two of them.' I said.

'You can sleep here tonight.' Aaron said, giving us each our own building.
'We stay together until we know it's safe.' Rick said. Our group nodded in agreement. Aaron looked confused.
'We've been out there. You guys haven't really. You can't trust anyone.' Michonne added on, clearing Aaron's confusion.
We all went into the same building together, and slept in the same room. Everyone took a turn showering before sleep.
Daryl and I stayed up with the babies, we had been given formula to feed them with. 'So what are we going to name them?' Daryl asked.
'How about you name the boy and I'll name the girl?' Daryl nodded in agreement.
'How about Logan?' Daryl asked. I nodded.
'I actually like Logan.'
'Okay, now you pick one for the girl.'
I thought for a minute.
'Violet. After my grandmother.' Daryl nodded.
'That works.'