Mine

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You refused to let your husband go alone with the group. You knew he could take care of himself, but you didn't want them to grab the wrong medicine. You know exactly which ones to get, after all you are your fathers' daughter.

"I'm going that's final." Y/n said "I'm not risking you getting the wrong ones."

"Fine, but you stay close to me." Daryl said "You understand, I can't lose you."

You kissed him, letting him you know you understand. You knew that your more in danger cause of your pregnancy and you hated it, but you were going, and he could do nothing about it. The car ride wasn't bad until you were stopped by the heard that was in the road. Daryl took the top of the car and shot with his crossbow, the rest of you took the ground and stabbed at them. You couldn't risk bring more of them to you, so you tried to stay quiet. You had made it to the woods, but you realized that Tyrees wasn't with you. But you couldn't stop, you had to keep going. For Herschel, Austin, Carol, Lizzy. But Tyrees is alright, cause he killed the two walkers that followed you.

You kept going your way to the school, hoping to find a vehicle since yours is gone. Instead, you found the school, going inside, you rushed to where the medicine would be and when you found it you broke the locks on it. You grabbed and started identifying the meds.

"Guys, go and grab tubes, masks, just about anything that would be for a virus or for when they go under." Y/n said.

Everyone started to get to work. No one wasted anytime as they knew how many people's lives are at risked if they didn't have the proper stuff. When walking out of the room you all noticed that walkers had made it way to you guys, you all began to run. The stairs were over run, and the last way out is up. When you guys gotten out finally, Bob found a way. He was about go down it when a walker had grabbed onto his leg and pulled him. His bag fell of him, but he grabbed it. The walker was killed, and Bob was pulled up, but a bottle had fallen out.

"What the hell is this?" Daryl said, picking it up.

"Thats mine." Bob said.

Daryl looked at him, then was about to through it. Bob put his hand on his gun. Y/n saw this and pulled out her gun as well.

"This is why Zach died? Did you even get anything for our people?" Daryl asked.

Bob's silence was all Daryl needed, he pressed the bottle to Bob's chest.

"Take one sip and I will beat your ass." Daryl said "Understand?"

Bob nodded his head. Daryl took the lead on going back to the prison, luckily, had found a van.  Bob, Michone, and Ty were in the back you and Daryl were in the front. You felt as though something was wrong, not just at the prison but on your body. And you had a feeling you know what it is, you had the virus. You were just hoping that you could keep going without alerting anyone, just kept hiding it.

"Daryl, drive." Y/n said.

"What, something wrong?" Daryl said.

"Somethings not ri-" You started to cough, blood was coming up.

"Ah, shit!" Daryl said, flooring it "Michonne take care of her.

Michonne tried her best to be beside you and was helping you, but there was so much she could do. Wasn't to soon that you passed out.

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"The hell are they." Rick said.

"There coming." Maggie said "Look!"

Rick and Maggie got the gate open as the van rushed in. They all gotten out of the van, Daryl rushed over to the passenger side and threw open the door.

"The hell happened!" Maggie said.

"She has the virus, tell Hershel to mix the meds fast!" Daryl said, picking you up.

He ran with you to A Bloc, finding an empty cell he laid you down on the bed. He wiped the blood off of your face and held your hand. His other went to your stomach. He was worried sick, because you didn't show any way of begging sick.

It didn't take long for the cure to be made, Herschel new just what to do for everybody. Soon everyone was feeling better, Glenn had come to. Y/n eyes opened, and she saw Daryl there by her side.

"Hi there." Y/n said.

"Glade your awake." Daryl said, head to yours "It's over."

"I'm glade." Y/n said "I'm hungry."

Daryl had laughed at that, just glad to have his wife and mother of his unborn child alive and in his life.